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Charm of Aaron
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Aug 14, 2013 10:01AM
Arthur stahgered back as he lost hus footing, and finally fell back onto the floor with a dull thud.
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Vasa could smell his blood as she landed on top of him. Her eye with silvery with hunger and she shakes her head.
In his dazed few momebts, he didn't know what was happening. He got his bearings soon enough, and was focusing on something heavy upon him.
Vasa tries her best to not feed on the boy. Her fangs extended and her body wouldn't answer to her anymore.
He slowly saw a set of fangs, and just for a moment, he allowed himself to think that this was a nightmare. But the moment passed, and he started to panick.
((Wait, how does it feel like? XD))Arthur was about to push her away from him before he felt fangs penetrate into his wrist. He gave out a surprised yelp as he excessed the situation he was in.
((The after effects?))The first draw was like a bee sting. The second one simply felt like a warm and pleasent day's feeling. The third suck became pleasurable, and he couldn't help himself but hold her head towards his veins, feeling the blood flowing out of his circular system.
((Lingering feeling of her fangs in his skin.))Vasa was finished after ten swallow of his blood and her fangs retracted. She licks the bite once to close it.
Arthur could still feel her fangs there. It was like sitting on a chair after many roller coaster rides. The feeling made him weak, and he was only slightly aware that the vampire has finished feasting.
Arthur slowly curled into a ball on the ground as the medics went to his aid.((Maybe his blood can be potently addictive, just to make the rp take a twist? XD))
The medics deemed him still healthy, his blood reproducing at quite an amazing speed. The feeling of her fangs were fading, and only then did he just realise what happened.
He shot up from the ground, snarling at the vampire. "You little..." He was cut off mid-sentence as his father cleared his throat. Giving the girl one last glare, he dashed back to his room to succumb to his own situation.
Arthur's mother winced as she looked at the pieces of tiles on the floor. She loved the tiles and all the delicate pottery in the world.
Arthur's father waved the apology away. "Nothing to worry about. I'm sure Vasa and Arthur could get along well."


