The Hunter and the Hunted

[Anthony Zorne]

"You have marvelous taste," he said with a smile, satisfied with what she had decided upon. Anthony would not let her make meal of him though.. not in the open while scandal hung in the air. Instead he would see beauty aimed at appropriate meal. Turning to the side he laced his arm around her shoulders and lead her back towards the tree, where the victim lay. She was still alive but for how long was unknown. The two would need to enjoy what they could. He let Eryn go and bent down to pull the young woman up and placed her back against the tree.

From there he tilted her head and presented neck for the bite. "Feed, my dear. Sate your hunger." The two would be in this together, they would stand sated and in the end Anthony would deal with the mess so neither of them was ever expected of the deed. That much he could promise her.

 

[Eryn Xaltyr]

She didn't need any further coaxing from Anthony as she latched onto the dying woman's neck seconds after he offered it to her. Greedily she drank in the woman's blood, her nails digging into the unconscious woman's hips roughly as she lost herself in her bloodlust. It had been so long since she had fed properly that the woman's blood tasted like the best she had ever had.

When it seemed as though she were going to continue drinking even after the woman's heart stopped, her harshly pulled away seconds before the woman truly died. Panting she trembled as her eyes slid closed, a soft moan passing her lips as a warmth she had forgotten swept over her body.

"Oh...gods...."