She said not to bite people (Open)

[Joel-last]

Joel has been sitting at the bar for the last two hours. Pretending to drink shots and then slipping them inside an empty beer bottle. Those girls do it at the bar, he figured why not. At least he could swirl the alcohol roll around in his mouth for a bit.

Nothing was helping the urge. She had told him not to feed on the humans that he had to drink out of these horrible blood bags with that nasty chemical in them that made them taste like crap. He was pretty sure it's the chemical that is added to keep blood from coagulating. Her reason was solid. But it didn't sound that reasonable when you are hungry.

Now being a fledgling in all, he had not figured out this whole how you trick a person into letting you drink there blood.He was quite rusty at picking up girls at the bar since he hadn't done that since his early 20s when he met his wife.

Finally, after being there for two hours, the level of frustration from the hunger began to build up. Paying his tab then slammed his hands on the bar letting out a loud growl. " **** want she said!" As he began to walk out. Somewhere at random from in the room, several guys yelled back out, " Yeah, **** the *****."

Joel never smoked before he turned, but since he couldn't eat. Somehow cigarettes seem like a logical jump. And when you are out in the cold, they give you the appearance of having hot breath. So he walked outside and lit up a cigarette looked up at the cold night sky. as he thought about the old days when life still had meaning. This cute 20-year-old pulled out her lighter and lit his cigarette as he dug in his pocket for his zippo.

Joel was a bit caught off guard at first. " Thanks" they started talking for a bit. Talking back and forth, having a pretty decent fun conversation as she laughed at him periodically .it took a little while before he realized that she had a thing for him. The discussion was lighthearted. Yet the only thing Joel thought about was baring his fangs in her cute little neck.

It had been about four days since the last time he had had one of those stupid blood bags. Even after you microwave them a little but they still taste ****. With a little bit of charm and convincing, they started walking away from the bar. It was a beautiful night, cold as hell, but the moon was out. The snow that had fallen a few nights looked quite beautiful under the cloudless night sky. The little sparkles from the snow reflected back the moonlight. Making the world its industrial winter wonderland.

Joel figured he would try something. Pushed her back against the wall towards an alleyway as they began to kiss. The least, he was still a good kisser. At least he hoped. Then he slowly began to kiss down her jawline towards her neck. **** it", he said to himself and his head. **** want, she said.

The only issue is he had never done this before. His stomach was aching, so much was becoming extremely painful it never felt so hungry in his life. He felt the usual sensation of his fangs sliding out. With the softness of her cute neck, he had smelled the blood underneath. **** want she said. Daddy is hungry.

His teeth began to slide into her neck. She responded with a bit of a mixed moan and groaned of pain. Again, this was his first time, the second issue he was absolutely starving. This combination was not a good thing since he wasn't taught how to seal the wound.

At first, everything was going great as he held her in his arms, letting the warm blood flow into his mouth. He had been a soldier. He had a good idea how much a human being could lose of blood about a pint or so. Now that he had a measuring apparatus down his throat. But his mind had a good idea about how much liquid that would be. The problem was as he was getting closer to that particular mark. The urge to feed and how hungry he was was beginning to come conflicting. He didn't want to kill the poor girl, but he was starving he was starting to flirt with the point that she would start losing too much blood. He finally was able to force his lips away from her soft neck.

That's about the time he realized he was not sure how the hell he was supposed to stop her from bleeding to death. She started going limp in his arms. He put his lips back to her neck, trying to relatively plug the hole to give himself a chance to figure this out. There had to be some vampire trick to this, right? The only thing that did was make him even more hungry. He wanted it all. He was trying to fight it, trying to think. What are they doing in those damn vampire movies?