Dia Thames
The Beast lingers just beneath the surface~
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- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Subject Matter, Post Apocalyptic, Apocalyptic, Romance, Fantasy (usually Urban fantasy, but I've done high fantasy before too), Horror
It almost killed him when she resisted for a moment. His heart, what little of a pulse it was, skipped a beat. But then he felt her close her eyes, and felt her kiss him back. It was then that he leaned in a bit more, closer to her. The Vampire kissed her a bit more deeply, Vincent keeping his hand against her cheek. He couldn't believe this...that he was kissing Rachelle. Then his primal instincts took over...the insticts of the beast within himself. There was an alarm telling him to pull away and not do what he was about to do but he couldn't help it. Vincent pulled away before gently pushing her back. He then leaned in again and kissed her again. The man could hear her blood pumping through her veins...strong...lively. The beast wanted it...he wanted Rachelle's blood. Vincent kissed her deeper before feathering a few kisses down her neck. Here it was ever stronger...the pull to feed. But once he felt his fangs brush against her neck he snapped himself back to reality...pulling away. Automatically he pressed his lips togeather and sat up, standing not too long afterwards. Without a word he stood up and walked out of the room to go check on Alistair. Giving himself an excuse to leave the room. VIncent didn't mean for it to go so far....but it did and he hoped he hadn't scared her...The vampire walked onto the porch, to check on AListiar...to see if he was okay.