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Because she stepped one step back, Grant stopped walking towards her. "I'm sorry...," he said and took one step back himself.
"I can keep the body in the fridge untill you wake up then, or is it still poison then?" he asked curious.
In himself he thought; 'She can still drink from my blood atleast if she wants to.'
He didn't moved anymore, frightened that he would startle her again.
 
When he stepped back she stepped forward, trying to relax. "I don't know...I think it is...if the body is dead then it's no good, thats what I was told..." she stated she wasn't sure if it was frozen then reheated if it was okay or not. She knew she could drink from him but it seemed strange.
 
He took of his shirt and walked towards her. "Here, you should drink a bit before you go to sleep. I don't want you to get sick or something like that," he said while he showed his neck. It was a delicious piece of meat, much of the vampires that would get a offer like this couldn't deny it because a werewolf's neck looks the best. It has more muscles then a normal human. "Try it," he continued.
 
Katrina wasn't sure what to do when he removed his shirt again, and came close to her. She saw his veins and they looked delicious, as did his muscles. she was told that werewolves have very addicting and powerful blood, she was rather tempted. Katrina walked over to him causiously hoping it wasn't a trick. She ran her fingers gently over his neck. "You may feel some preasure I'll try to make it as painless as possible..." She stated vampires had a numbing pleasureable fluid they chose to emitt when drinking from someone when they didn't want them to hurt. She bushed her fangs over his neck before she sank her fangs into him, tasting the sweetest liquid she's ever had. She drank for about a minute then stopped not trusting herself with his blood.
 
He knew that this was going to hurt a bit but the pain wasn't that painfull at all. His blood ran down his neck to his arms a bit.
When she stopped, he knew that something was wrong. "Did it tasted that bad?" he asked with a bit of a sad face. He was hoping to make her smile by letting her drink his blood. "I'm not poisoned or something like that," he continued. He stated that she stopped because she was to scared to continue.
 
"No it didn't taste bad and you're not posionious..." She stated She was trying to think of away to explain it, she wanted more but was afraid to take it. "It'll hold me over...I'm just I'm afraid I wont stop if I continue.." She stated she felt embarrased for saying so.
 
"Well, I can live with a bit blood. Because when I shift my blood pumps 10 times faster then when I'm angry," he said. "So if you want more, be my guest. I even kind off liked that you drank my blood," he continued. Grant hoped that she would drink some more of his hot and sweet blood.
 
Katrina approached him again going back to the same spot, releasing the fluid as she drank from him again taking more of his sweet blood that poured down her throat. 'He liked it? wonder what he means by that?' She thought what did he like about it?
 
"Drink more please.." he said almost moaning of pleasure. "This feels good," he continued.
He focused all his power to his veins to make sure that his blood started to pump harder. The blood really streamed hard trough his veins.
 
'He enjoys his blood draining from his body.' She thought as she continued. The pleasure he felt was prabably due to the fact that Vampires are romantic, sexual, beings and when vampires drink unless trying to hurt, it's normally pleasurable. Katrina started to drink faster as his blood pumped more and pumped harder, she had to drink faster to keep up. Heres what she was afraid of as his blood pumped more she wanted more and she just didn't want to stop.
 
He layed his arms around her so that she could drink beter out of his neck. "Come on, keep drinking until you can't drink anymore," he said.
He wanted to focus more on his blood-pumping and the blood now fully pomped on max speed, this can normally only be done while he was transformed. He kept her close to him now.
 
Katrina held on to him as he took hold of her her nails kneading into him like a cat's, as she drank the sweet red liquid. She continued to drink her fill and was hoping she wouldn't drain him in the process. Once she had her fill she stopped and he was no where near the point of death, she losened her grip on him.
 
"Woow, that was cool," he said when she stopped. Now he looked into her eyes and something sparkled in his eyes. He slowly moved his face closer to her face and kissed her gently. He hoped that he didn't startled her by doing that.
 
Katrina was trying to regain herself feeding takes alot out of a vampire until the blood sets in. "What a rush..." She whispered as she regained her surroundings, his blood was very powerful indeed. She saw something in his eyes since she was at his level. When he came closer and his lips met hers, her eyes widened, then closed she wasn't sure how to react.
 
He kept kissing her. But not as an act of love and not as an act of abuse but more like an act of great friendship. He really started to like her and wanted that she knew that. Grant felt something weird inside of himself when he kept kissing her. He didn't knew what it was at all. He never experienced that feeling before in his life. Maybe it was love? Maybe it wasn't. He really didn't knew.
 
Katrina had no idea as to what was going on in his head, and her world hadn't stopped spinning from drinking his blood yet. She didn't understand why he was kissing her..They weren't lovers..they had just really met today..She had mixed feelings toward him. Saddness, shame, fear, confusion, sorrow, he seemed nice, but there was so much to it.
 
He stopped because he stated that she didn't had really interest in it. "I'm sorry.." he said and he took a step back. His face looked sad again because she kind off rejected him. He sighed. "I'm really sorry."
 
Though she didn't understand it she kinda liked it. Katrina reopened her eyes, to see the saddness on his face, and to see him take a step backwards. Kat hesitated for a moment then stepped forward, then she gently placed her hand on his cheek, it felt soft. "I'm sorry if I've upset you..." She yawned it was way passed her bedtime. "May I rest?" She asked basically to be excused and he could show her a place where there was no chance that the sun would find her.
 
He took her hand and took her towards a room. He opened a door inside the room and brought her to an other place. There were no windows in the room and it was pure darkness inside of the room. "Is this good for you, Katrina?" he asked. He hoped that this room was good enough for her otherwise he needed to let her sleep in his bedroom, the second darkest room in the entire house.
 
She looked at her hand as he took it, then followed him torward the room. "It's perfect...Thank you, Grant." She stated as she looked in there was no sign of light or for it to get in. She would make due and tomorrow or well tonight she'd return home. She walked in and sat on the bed that was in there then laying down.
 
"I'm glad you like it," he said with a smile. He turned himself around and walked towards the door. "Sweet dreams," he said and wanted to walk out of the room but first waited untill Kat answered on what he said.

He was going to sleep to because then he could make breakfest for her before she wakes up.
 
Katrina crossed her arms over her chest and got comfortable. "You too." She stated closing her eyes and drifting to sleep.
 
He walked out of the room and ran to his own room. Grant layed on his own bed and tried to catch some sleep for himself.
But he couldn't really sleep so he just closed his eyes and tried too.
All he was thinking about was what he had done to Katrina.
 
Katrina was fast asleep in the day light hours. It's a myth about what they say, The dead don't dream. Katrina began to have a nightmare about her past and about what had just happened to her. She awoke with a start looking about the room rerealizing that it wasn't hers. She calmed down then drifted back off.
 
Grant finally fell asleep and slept for hours. The dream he had was about what he had done to Katrina. He waked up at 11 PM, at the moment that the sun was down and the moon was shining in the sky.

He walked out of his room and walked towards the kitchen. He took a piece of fruit and ate it. "I hope she slept well," he said to himself.
 
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