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you're my water you're my wine69.145.144.152Posted On March 04, 2017 at 8:18 AM by malek ackerman

Malek Ackerman

You're my water. You're my wine.



The feeling of the web was uncomfortable to say the least. The electrical currents ran through his body and honestly, Malek was surprised his hair wasn’t standing on end. As the vampire inspects the young male, he’s surprised to find no familiarity in the shape of his shoulders. Malek had been her long enough he had met many of Sacro’s residents. This young vampire was not the case. Still, the ancient searches the hooded face allowing the boy to approach him and even take his hand in his. The vampire was curious to say the least, he wanted to know what this stranger was doing and when he hears the detachment of the male’s words, Malek arches a brow.

Ah, so that’s what he wanted.

Seeing as Malek had a very particular diet, he didn’t drink nearly as much blood as his fellow brothers and sisters did. A small animal held him over for some time, Mal had no use to feed every day unlike others of his species. Still, the vampire wasn’t willing to give up that blood that coursed through his veins, the vampire found hunting rather irksome and far too time consuming. Shrugging, he just watches for a moment and even allows the stranger to smell the blood on his hands before offering a smile.

“I was aware, thank you,” he says in his most polite tone, adjusting himself in the web, feeling the electrical current course through his body. Maintaining a pleasant demeanor, he continues the conversation on, “However, I would very much like if you would release me, boy,” his smile widens slightly, those English lyrics rolling off his tongue with such grace. Sighing, he could see the vampire was too far gone to heed his words, so he offers a small shrug, still allowing the stranger to bring his wrist to his lips. Feeling the vampire’s grip tighten, he was all too aware of a newborn’s strength when it came to feeding, they had yet to master the scent of blood, therefore they tended to kill their victims in the process of feeding.

It seemed that this young one was no different.

Malek was thankful it was not his neck.

Just before the boy parts his lips to take a bite, the ancient let’s his magic explode around them, reworking the boy’s pheromones so he found Mal heartbreakingly attractive. With the force of his magic it would take only a touch more before he turned the young one into a sobbing mess because he needed to find some sort of release. Instead, Malek simply sits tight waiting to see the emotional turmoil in his attacker’s eyes, a pleasant smile dancing across his lips, allowing the vampire to hold onto his hand. “I can’t imagine you would enjoy drinking from someone you find attractive, now would you?” he questions in those deep baritone lyrics, his demeanor remaining amiable all the while.

You're my whiskey. From time to time.



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