Feed Cravings;; Alaric

It had only been a week or so since Alaric Saltzman had been released back into humanity without any supervision. Bonnie Bennett had allowed him to be his normal self once again, though with a few quirks. His personality was shifted a bit where he was now more bold, fearless and outgoing like his dark alter ego. The old Alaric remembered everything and despite the guilt, he was able to be strong and push through. Most of his old self was reclaimed, besides the blackouts, which he could live without anyway. Alaric wanted to seek out Elena and all others he supposedly cared about, but maybe it was too soon. How would they look at him now after he almost killed his and their own friends and then tries to pop back up into their lives and fit in once again. It may take him time to ease back into talking to everyone, and time for the others to get used to him being an un-killable original vampire, but at least he was on their side. Back into his own apartment, nothing could have felt better. Memories of his old self remained and made him feel a bit better....pictures of Jeremy and Elena, his own stepdaughter. There was also a reminder of Meredith, sighing deeply, he turned around and walked out of his room. Those memories, he’d rather not touch. Who knew how Meredith felt for him now? Though it was because of her that they all caught on that he was losing his sanity and overall, his true entity.

Pushing through the doors of the Mystic Grill, he sat down at the bar and since he had been there so many times prior to the last few months, the bartender knew him, nodded and headed to get his usual drink of a glass of whiskey. Some things about being a vampire were not too admirable though, how his craving for blood could be so unbearable at times and his lust for it was strong since he was new to being a vampire. Though, since he was an original, the basic things that harmed vampires weren’t a threat like sunlight, stakes through the heart, vervain and others. Alaric was now immoral and tied to Elena’s life. Hopefully the man didn’t have very many outbreaks of his true dark alter ego that wanted to kill anything supernatural. The hunter within him still remained though, he was a vampire that wanted to kill vampires. How ironic. How did that make sense whenever he wanted or needed to feed on a human? Well...he wasn’t killing them exactly. Listen to yourself! He was trying to compromise....but that was how life turned out. Alaric was now a complicated man beyond all measure and it would be a miracle if his old friends could forgive him and end up still forgiving him after everything. Old habits died hard as he grabbed the glass with one hand that the bartender had gotten for him. Alaric took a drink of the alcohol, the burning sensation rushed down his throat and into his stomach. He already had a high tolerance for alcohol from drinking his entire life, but now as a vampire, it would take even longer.

Alaric sat at the bar, hoping somehow Damon would end up showing up there. But from what he heard, Elena had chosen Damon now. So now Damon would be with and around Elena 24/7 with his love wish finally coming true. Alaric wasn’t sure if he approved or not, but he couldn’t stop Elena from loving someone. Though Stefan must have been taking it quite hard. Looking down at the granite counter, he heard sweet nothings whispered and his eyes wandered around until he caught a glimpse of a blonde teasing a young male and eventually luring him into the bathroom. Alaric shook it off and supposed that it was just a fling, shrugging his shoulders and lightly stretching he sighed and went back to his thoughts once again. But when he heard the sound of blood rushing out, he started to grow cautious. He was new to being a vampire, but when blood was spilt, it was the biggest neon sign out there. Pushing the thought away for the moment, the same female returned and had asked for vodka shots at the bar. Where was the male? Alaric spotted her wrist, which was cut. The classic feeding trick. Even Alaric knew about this, not only from the past, but by his own doing. He was still growing used to the act. The vampire hunter part of him found it repulsive and punishable, but now, his own cravings were arising. Pushing his thoughts away, he looked to the female. She had the sweet scent of a vampire, with no sound or sight of a pulse, he looked away.

But what was he going to do? Stake her for it? Staking her for surviving? But if she killed him, then had the duty to kill her....Turning his head to look towards the bathroom, the same male looked mindless as he walked out of the bathroom with a few spots of blood left on his neck. Sloppy clean up job. Turning his head back to the blonde at the bar, she was compelling the bartender to give her a drink without seeing her ID. She surely took advantage of all of the tricks a vampire had wasn’t she? Scoffing lightly, he looked to her and whispered quietly, knowing she’d hear with her vampire hearing. ”Sloppy clean up job. You just made it very obvious.” His tone wasn’t harsh, just a simple question. Though, the vampires in Mystic Falls were already being hunted to his own damn mistake. A fact that he had entirely forgot. How ironic it all was! Alaric took another sip of his drink, the poison wasn’t even getting close to setting in. He tried to push back his own craving urges.

As Alaric watched the male walk out of the bathroom like a mindless robot, the aroma of blood rose to his nostrils, causing the veins around his eyes to thicken and blacken. Alaric shut his eyes tightly before he took a deep breath and tried to focus on something else. Someday, he was told that the cravings would not control his mind and thoughts this severely. Shaking his head, he had eyed the blonde vampire he had never seen around town before. Her vodka shots had arrived in front of her and she stared into the young bartender’s eyes once again and let him know that the bar was on the house. Compelling the poor guy to get what she wanted and not having to pay. Though it was clever, since drinks at the bar were ridiculously expensive. The female threw down the shots and she looked like she had not had a drink in quite a while as she let out the sound of enjoyment for the first time. Her tongue flickered out of her mouth to catch any liquid that might have been left behind. That was when Alaric decided to finally speak, at least letting her take in a drink before she got hounded at by a new vampire.

Even though Alaric was a vampire, he still was defending his city and his friends that were mainly vampires and other creatures that weren’t too admired by the city council after his alter ego let out the secret that Caroline and Tyler were vampires and werewolves. With that thought, it made him even more guilty about the actions that he had committed, even though it wasn’t really him at his best. Letting out his words as a whisper to her, she caught on quickly as her eyes roughly cut to him straight away as she observed him. Ric kept quiet, waiting for her to say something, but she continued to observe his features for a little. But it was a shock that two vampires were in the same bar at the same time and didn’t even know one another. One of them was new, and it wasn’t Alaric. Little did he know....Instead, the vampire had downed her second shot in irritation before she spoke to him, telling him to excuse her table manners. One of his eyebrows cocked up, she wasn’t all too threatening, which made her different than the hot headed vampires that he knew. She ordered another two shots, which amazed him even more about her, she was a serious drinker....just like he was.

She noted to him that being dead for a while, she was a little rusty and at least she didn’t kill him. Alaric lowered his head and focused on his drink, thinking about her words. What did she mean “dead for a while”? Meaning that she had been a vampire for a while or had she actually been dead? As he thought about it, the blonde had gotten up, taking her drink with her before taking a seat in the empty stool next to him. Alaric rose his gaze and looked at her in her eyes as she insulted him, thinking that he thought he was too good enough to feed. Her tone hinted that she was irritated at him, but he could understand way. ”No..I am just new to it all and I am not quite used to feeding on humans and treating them like they are a food source instead of my friends.” His words definitely signaled that he was a new vampire. Ric remembered he didn’t even reply to her previous words, but he still wasn’t sure what she meant about it. She then asked if he had a name or if he was just the stranger that liked to judge. A smirk lightly hinted at his lips and he introduced himself. ”I’m Alaric Saltzaman... Her eyes focused on the alcohol he consumed, and an eyebrow raised.

Just like she had ordered the bartender, he was already back as he filled her shots, and she let him know that he might as well get her a larger glass. ”You’re just a bad as a drinker as I am...” He lightly laughed and suddenly, when she had introduced herself as Lexi and Alaric froze before stared at her. That name...Damon had killed a Lexi in the past and then he couldn’t help but to ask..”Lexi? Stefan’s best friend? The one Damon supposedly killed?...Aren’t you supposed to be dead? Or was that another one of Damon’s lies? His tensions rose, what was going on? Had he lost his mind once again? Or was this just a mishap since it was possible that another female vampire could have the name of Lexi. Alaric took another drink and so did the blonde, she had already downed quite a number of shots. ”Might wanna take it easy there...or you’re gonna turn me into your chaperone. Ric teased her, waiting to see if she was Stefan’s Lexi...if she was...then there had been a lot of things that happened since he was gone. ”Wait..you’ve said you’ve been dead for a while. You mean you have just came back to life? So Damon really did kill you?” His eyes widened again, why would the dead come back? Unless of course, he was seeing ghosts, just like Jeremy could.

Alaric took down his drink and it slid quickly to the back of his throat. The hard liquor coated his taste buds and slid down his throat, numbing his senses until the numbness would eventually spread to his mindset. Alaric was already a bit loose, considering as how he had a personality change because of his alter ego being apart of his current self now. Ric then almost choked on his alcohol when she noted that he was just a baby. Regaining himself, he looked over to her to find the blonde smiling lightly, having fun teasing him. ”Yeah, I guess you could say that. What are you then? An old grandma? The way you talk to me sounds like you’ve blessed me with your presence because you’re so ancient. His tone was light as well, not insulting. If he didn’t know any better, she was flirting with him. Though most people at the bar were the lonely ones, wanting company of some kind and when one could find an attractive member of the opposite sex that was flirting with them, why not flirt back? Ric was still letting go of Meredith. Not sure if he should rekindle the relationship that they once had, if one would even call it a relationship since that was the crucial point when he was losing his sanity quicker that before.

Thinking that the female only regarded humans as pure food, she denied the assumption with a crinkled nose and told him that she liked humans and not just for food. ”It’s hard to try and feed on humans right away after you’ve been one for thirty-six years and had so many connections to them. I can see how it is different for those who never really liked humans in the first place or were turned at a young age...but being the “baby” that I am...I don’t want to lose my humanity.” It seemed like that was the fear of every new vampire, to not lose their original self. But Ric had already lost his old self to his dark alter ego, the apparent true vampire hunter self. Once introducing himself, she repeated his name as if she found it interesting and then questioned if it was a family name before chuckling and noting that she admired it. A slight blush formed in his cheeks, he tried to shrug it off by taking another drink. She was really flirting with him. ”Yeah, it’s a German name. Saltzman, believe it or not is quite a respected name.” Ric lightly smiled, showing off his divine smile, trying to keep the mood light and flirtatious. Then the alcohol was slightly starting to settle in his head and his body was starting to feel lighter and his cares were melting away...

Ric’s blue eyes watched as Lexi took in more drinks, she told him it took a lot to get her buzzed and that she needed it right now. ”I know the feeling. I was an alcoholic as a human..now getting drunk as a vampire takes even longer with even more increased tolerance, it’s annoying really.” At the mention of Stefan’s Lexi, her eyes widened and that was an honest sign that she was that Lexi. His own eyes widened in surprise.. The dead resurrected again? Was this like before where it was only temporary or was this permanent? His head cocked to the side and he watched her as she asked him if he knew Stefan and urgently questioning where he was. Her hand then reached over to grab his wrist. This caught him off guard before he looked down at her hand on him and started to answer her question as his eyes drew back up to her own. ”I know Stefan...Elena, Damon.... He trailed off, hoping she’d get the point that he knew the whole gang then continued again. ”Well...finding Stefan lately is difficult...You can’t find him unless he wants to find you.” Surely she’d wonder what the hell he meant by that. And since she was asking where he was, she must not have known about Stefan and Elena breaking up.

Before he could continue she confirmed that she was Stefan’s Lexi, the dead one. Her eyes rolled and his did lightly as well. Damon also was a common enemy as she spoke his name and said that it was no lies that he drove a stake through her heart and asked where he was too because the two needed to have a “long talk.” Alaric laughed, he couldn’t help it. Damon was wanted dead by many. ”Well, you can find Damon with Elena. Might be hard to kill Damon since he is Elena’s new boyfriend. Stefan went back to being cold and dark Ripper because of her choice of choosing Damon....Or so I’ve heard. But yeah, want to find Damon, find Elena. Want to find Stefan? Elena might know since she can’t stay away from him either.” His tone was a bit annoyed, he didn’t like how Elena ripped both of their hearts out and toyed with their emotions. But now she made her decision and shattered Stefan. When he told her to slow down with her drinking, she had asked if he was her mother and then he shut his mouth. She then calmed him Ric and caused his eyes to brighten up...”My close friends used to call me that...” Alaric paused and thought about the past and a small smile came to his lips.

”And yes, I know some things about you. Elena was a fan of you.” Her head then tilted and her eyes focused on his with an unusual shine and look that she gave him. Lexi then asked if he was friends with Stefan. ”Yes...very much friends with Stefan. I actually plan to find him soon and help him cope with things and maybe he could even help me with this whole feeding off of humans thing like he did with Caroline...” Stefan was a good friend, but Damon was actually considered his best friend. ”And it’s scary to admit, but I am closer to Damon. Yeah he’s a dick and even killed me a few times...but he had potential. And now that he’s with Elena, I’d like to see how soft he’s gone.” A light chuckle escaped from his throat, remembering all of the times that the two drank at the bar until morning talking about their love lives and Damon’s inner turmoils. ”He’s like an alcoholic vampire...so we ran into each other a lot here.” Then Lexi moved on to explaining that she was dead and how her body was burned and that she had no clue of why she was back.. Something must have been going on beyond their knowing...even beyond the knowledge of the city council. Magic huh? Could be...or witchcraft like usual.

Lexi wanted to know the answer of why she was back and wanted to know where Stefan was. ”Yeah, despite their breakup, I heard Stefan still lingers around, just like before. Surely they’ve had contact. But if you find Elena at her house, Damon might be there. Do you really want to ruin that buzz of yours?” Ric teased. It had been a while since he drank and now he was wanting to linger on it. By the way she continued to speak about Damon, she truly wanted him dead. ”Believe me, I think he regrets it...just go easy on him for now...or I’ll have to hunt you down...sadly I admit, he was a good friend to me.” Never would you hear him admit that he was his best friend, so good friend would suffice for now. Lexi was showing signs that she was loosening up because of the alcohol and so was Ric. He liked her so far..and not to mention...she was attractive. Shaking those thoughts, he listened to her question about how old her was because most newborns were usually gorging, but he was drinking alone. Alaric sighed, feeling guilty of the past and the terrible things he did to his friends. Her lips formed a pout, she seemed really curious to know why he was alone. ”Well, I have apologies to make and I’m not sure if they will all forgive me. Even though it wasn’t truly me...But I still have guilt attached to me. And as for the human blood, I have fed from a human, but I have been a vampire hunter my whole life and now to turn into the monster I hunted? Though since moving here, I’ve made friends with more vampires than really killing any...” Alaric took a drink again, trying to drown out his feelings. ”Pathetic isn’t it?” He scoffed before looking down for a little as he spoke again. ”I guess I still respect human life.. though the other side of me wants to indulge. So I am stuck in a psychological warfare.” It would take time before he would be able to feel completely guiltless after feeding from a human because it was either feed or die.

Alaric was still a vampire hunter...a vampire that hunter vampires. Ironic to the core. Looking up slowly, he met her eyes. The female was a vampire and she didn’t seem that bad...sometimes, not all monsters were true monsters. Maybe their nature was evil, but their hearts were something different. ”Well are you going to march over to kill Damon right now? Or are you going to stick around for a while? To be honest, I’m enjoying the company.” A smile slowly rose on his lips that was genuine.

After Alaric made the comment that she must have been a grandma by the way she talked to him, making him sound like he was just a baby and therefore making herself sound much older than he was. Lexi let him know that she did not look a day over 19. Alaric laughed lightly before noting, ”Well yes, you appear young by your looks can deceive.” He teased back to her lightly, trying to playfully make her more concious of her age. Alaric and every other man knew how women were concerned with their looks and how much it could affect them if they received the slightest of negative comments. She told him that he should consider himself lucky because out of all the people she could be spending her second life with, she was with him. ”I don’t see you exactly hating my company.” Alaric lightly smiled before fixing his eyes back on his drink in his hands. In the end, Lexi told him that she was much older than Damon or Stefan and it made sense because if she was able to help Stefan with his Ripper state, then it meant that she had dealt with the same things in the past. Then he recalled the age number that Elena had mentioned to him once before...she was much older than Stefan and Damon by a long shot. So she really was an old woman... he snickered to himself at his internal mental comment to himself.

Explaining how his respect for human life still lingered, she made him feel better about himself as she told him that she thought it was good that he felt that way because it means that from there one out, he would be able to hang onto his humanity. Well, at least that was good. But eventually, it would sometimes be the choice of having to kill a human or save his own life. Though, he didn’t even need to kill the humans and drain them completely, just take enough blood to prevent them from it not being enough for them to survive. Lexi told him that too many young ones go crazy and switch off their humanity, just like Stefan has done and only continues to do. At least he was doing better than others like him, but then he thought about it. There were really no others like him, for he was an original, but it was brought on by a curse and his alter ego was a dark and selfish killer. As Lexi continued to speak, she repeated the thoughts that were going through his head, that he did not have to lose himself every time he fed and that she was still the same person when she was turned. Alaric looked up at her and said, ”Well some things must have changed....your respect for humans....since you have more power and capabilities than them. You start to consider yourself something better.” He wasn’t sure if that was how she felt, but it was how he was starting to feel and it was making him feel disconnected from his old friends as he continued to think about it.

Alaric’s name seemed to be a name that Lexi liked and she found it interesting. The alcohol was starting to rush over his mind and senses, it was that warm and weightless feeling that could make him forget his troubles and drift into a world where he had virtually no problems. The feeling was light, but it was a start if he continued to drink as much as he did. The bartender then came over and just handed him the bottle of hard liquor, seeing as how it would be less work for the bartender anyway if Alaric was already going to drink a bottle’s worth in the end. Alaric lifted the bottle in thanks and smirked to himself...he had compelled him when he first came to the bar. Lexi may be able to sense it, since no bartender in their right mind would allow a human to down an entire bottle of whiskey when it could end his life or make him insanely drunk to the point of alcohol poisoning. Lexi just told him that he just needed to drink more and he lightly raised the bottle to her, ”Exactly what I plan on doing. More of it, as well as the more powerful stuff.” He lightly smirked once again before taking a drink of the bottle, holding it in his grasp in one of his hands. The blonde then gave him a wink and it made him stop and realize that she really was flirting with him..it was either that or she was starting to get buzzed when her defenses started to lower and she didn’t even care what she did anymore.

Alaric cocked his head to the side when she asked if he had encountered any of the good things of being a vampire. ”Well, a lot of it seemed negative at first as I have to feed on humans just to feel good or not sick....But then I get a rush whenever I run as everything passes by me in fast motion, just like a blur. It feels like time stops for me..” Now he was starting to get poetic, but he did like the way that vampires “ran.” Which was insanely fast, too quick for the eye to see. He zoned out a little before focusing on his bottle. ”And I admit that compelling humans is a bit amusing.” His fingers tapped on the whiskey bottle as he looked to the bartender, giving her the clues of what he had done to the poor guy. Once he spoke that he had known the Salvatores and Elena, a type of relief ran over her face and body. Like she could now relax because she could now consider this man in front of her, a friend. But it went both ways, Alaric didn’t feel so guilty flirting with her or anything now that he realized they were pretty much fighting on the same side. Though when Alaric sadly spoke of how Stefan was no longer himself anymore, her beautiful smile faded and she automatically asked what was wrong with him. ”He was upset since she left him and chose Damon. His heart shattered I heard...And yeah, pretty much jumped off the wagon like it was set on fire.” Alaric’s voice was filled with sorrow for Stefan. Stefan always had things go wrong or be rough for his life. Elena was always the one to keep him sane and keep him fighting to keep his humanity, but once Elena is out of the picture, then what was the point anymore? ”The reason he always tried to fight it was because of Elena...but now that she wants his brother..” Alaric trailed off and figured she would catch his drift.

Alaric’s laugh had alerted Lexi and she seemed so disgusted when she heard that Elena chose Damon over Stefan. He then couldn’t help but to laugh as she continued to freak out about Elena’s choice in men. ”Even assholes have their soft side.” Alaric silently noted. Damon really did turn into someone completely different at the sight or talk of Elena Gilbert. He nodded when she said that she had been stringing them along and then dumped Stefan. ”I don’t know...I mean Damon is a friend of mine, but now that he is dating my stepdaughter, my feelings change. But all I know is that she did string them along and hurt both of them in the process and now she had chose Damon which leaves Stefan lying in the dust, broken and lost.” He loved Elena, but he knew what it was like to want a woman that wanted someone or something else other than you. It hurt Stefan to the core because he was still just as in love with her as he was when he first met her. He endlessly fought for her and gave up his life for her love and safety and that was how she repaid him. ”Love isn’t fair sometimes.” And with those words, he took a big swig of the hard alcohol. Alaric’s own love life was a disaster. Hearing his nickname put a smile on his face as well as added a smile on her own lips, what was she thinking about? Suddenly he wondered on all that she was thinking about him or what she thought of him. No wonder Stefan liked Lexi, the stick in the mud needed a little bit of excitement in his life.

When Alaric still considered Damon as a friend, Lexi looked flummoxed and asked that even though Damon killed him, he was cool with that? Ric shrugged. ”Well, at the time I had my magic ring on and dying wasn’t anything except for being asleep for a few hours and waking up with an extreme rage at him...I wouldn’t say I was cool with it, but he had his reasons.” Though of course some of the reasons were pointless and could have saved him a few deaths if Damon would have thought for a moment about his actions. She tried to say that Damon didn’t regret anything, he left out a slight wince. ”Well, the old Damon didn’t regret anything and enjoyed human suffering, but since he’s fallen in love with Elena, he’s changed.” His eyes met hers. ”I mean that.” Alaric hated Damon when he first met him too. Ric slightly chuckled when she said that she wasn’t even sure that Damon had a soul since he staked her with Elena and her brother watching. ”Yeah, sometimes he can still be a huge dick. But he’s getting better.....what was his reason for killing you anyway? He knew it was some plan of Damon’s, but why exactly? Lexi then told him that she couldn’t make any promises when it came to Damon, but when it came to Stefan, she knew it wouldn’t be something he would want, despite how he stole his lover. Ric could easily understand her hate for Damon and also her loyalty to Stefan.

Ric began to feel guilty and the blonde tried to cheer him up with her kind words that he had made some mistakes, but that he should fix them if they were world it and he should fight to get back into their graces. His lips tightened for a moment as he thought about it and then agreed. ”You’re right...and if they care about me as much as I care about them, then they should be able to forgive me somehow.” Ric gave huge vibes that currently he was uncomfortable with feeding on human and how he hadn’t really fed in quite a while. Drinking human blood wasn’t satisfying and another reason why he was drinking was because he was trying to push the urge to feed, away. But now he was risking the humans’ lives around him as he did not feed. Suddenly, Lexi then leaned in close and asked in he had tried feeding from a vampire and how it was not like feeding on a human and there was no risk of hurting a human in any way.”

At first Alaric wasn’t sure if they should go to his apartment and commence in him feeding from her, but in a way they were already friends even though they had not met personally. She could be considered friend. It was questionable as to why she was alive once again, but he shoved that aside and decided to live in the moment. What if it was only temporary and he was wasting it on being fearful? It wasn’t necessary and this was going to be a new experience for Alaric and he needed to feed anyway. Lexi told him to lead the way to his apartment and he did just that as he sped away, gaining his new legs and using his new skills that he was starting to like, growing to like the fact that he was a vampire. It was hard at first because it was a life change and knowing that he still could have a mental out lash, but he would deal with that when the time came to it. Alaric’s life had changed forever and he needed to start dwelling in the past and live in the present. Arriving to his apartment and letting Lexi inside of his room first, he followed after her and shut the door. Ric tried to apologize for the way it looked but she told him it wasn’t bad, just well used. A smirk arose on his lips, that was another way of putting it.

Lexi’s eyes continued to wander around his apartment and that was when the bloodlust arose and the animal inside him escaped. She tried to utter something to him about the feeding, but by then, his mind was totally consumed by the thought of her blood. Gaining up behind her, he put his arms around her and slammed his own back against the wall, becoming a blend of pain and pleasure as his fangs elongated and he dug his fangs into her skin. The taste of the blood was so invigorating and it made him feel so alive. Maybe it was because he was a very powerful original vampire that blood from a vampire was what satisfied him more than a human’s blood. He then started to think that drinking from vampires may have been his drawback. He pushed such thoughts aside for now and dwelled in the moment as the crimson blood traveled down his throat as he fed from her slowly, trying to be gentle yet rough at the same time. The animal had control after all. Alaric was just full of surprises, how he underestimated himself when really, he had a lot more power and capabilities then he thought himself to have. Ric could then hear the blood pulsing through her veins and pumping from her heart. He shut his eyes tightly and continued to drink.

As he continued, she stopped fighting him and even tilted her head to the side, giving him free access. Whimpers and purrs left her lips, she was enjoying this as much as he was. So many feelings and thoughts ran through his head. This was a new experience that he never wanted to end. Lexi’s body pressed up against his more and as he opened his eyes for a moment, he could see the long fangs emerging from her mouth as well as the black veins creeping up from the side of her beautiful face. Alaric’s watched as her hand crept up her body and up into his hair. Lust started to arise, he wanted her in more ways than one. Closing his eyes tightly again, it was when reality hit him and he slowly took his fangs out of her skin and tried to apologize for his rash actions. He turned her around and the same look that he was just giving her a few minutes earlier was now on her face. She only panted and shook her head slightly, she really did like every moment of it. Her fangs then could be seen through her slightly parted lips and his eyes watched as her tongue flickered out. The two remained silent, but there was no need for woods. Their eyes and their actions did all of the speaking for them.

Alaric’s eyes grew seductive and he watched where her eyes went, which was on his face and lips. Lexi moved in closer to him and pressed her body onto his again. His arm then reached around her again tightly as he pulled her tightly against him, the animal within him taking over. There was no need for apologies. He was taller than her by far so he kept his head straight but his eyes gazed down at her and his lips parted, breathing deep, trying to catch his breath. When her tongue flickered out to lick his lips, it made him go wild. The blonde growled before shoving her fangs into his skin. The pain felt so good, it was a new feeling as his life rushed out of him, but he wanted to give her that same pleasure, so he also titled his head for her and his hand wandered under the shirt on her back and his hands wandered upwards, feeling her smooth and soft skin, gripping her tighter to him. They both were lost in the lust and they pressed onto one another hard before his fangs slipped into her skin again, the two were now feeding on one another. The exchange felt more than just a mere exchange of blood.

His emotions were so raw, he couldn’t understand it. It almost felt like he was under the influence of her blood. But he didn’t care, he craved it. Ric wanted more of it. The vampire then shoved himself off the wall and onto another side of his apartment with Lexi’s back now on the wall. His other hand that was free started to reach up to his jacket, pulling at the buttons as it became loose. He slipped his arms one by one and it was a bit difficult with how close they were pressed up against each other. Ric growled at her as he fed from her. He couldn’t get enough of her blood, the power to his veins. His heart was starting to beat for her, he yearned for her. Was this love or lust? No, it was neither, it was deeper than that. Ric was hungry for her, not just for her blood, though it felt like that right at the moment.