A Midnight Breed Rp

' We will" they said.




Dameon cornered the Rogue and he drew his dagger. The Rogue hissed as Dameon leapt forward slitting the Rogue's throat. The Rogue ( unknown by Damoen) was just the bait. 5 others jumped him. Dameon grunted for .03 seconds he realized he had been stabbed in the back. He took his dagged and slashed the rogue who had hit him in the back in the face and he kicked the other 2 off. The other rogue was clinging to his neck. It wasn't long till Dameon cut his head off. The 2 rogues realized thier plan wasn't working so well. But they still thought that while he was outnumbered by just the 2 of them they could bring down the warrior. Dameon sensed thier atrevido and thew what he liked to call White phosphorous. It burned anything it came into contact with. The rogues howled in pain as thier eyes slowly deterated from thier sockets leaving nothing but the strings that were attached to the eye balls. Dameon swiftly put them to thier death. A dark red stain was forming on his blue shirt as he grunted. He was weak from blood loss and not having fed in a while. He started to make his way back to the building. His speed was slowing down and the blood now was dripping from under him. He made it to the door and blacked out with a thud on the door.

Iris froze, thinking she sensed him. "Wait..." she ran to the elevator and found him. "Dameon! Oh my god," she cried, kneeling down next to him. "Dameon, can you hear me," she asked, gently situating him so he could drink from her wrist.

" No, I need my wound patched up" he grunted and he pulled the knife out from his back.

"You need blood, too," she murmured, looking at Crystal panickingly as she ran up to them. Crystal nodded and ran back to get something to patch up his wound.

" I will feed just not now" he said weaklly and blacked out.

"Dameon, Dameon," she panicked, shaking him gently. "Stubborn idiot," she muttered, taking the knife he'd taken out of his back and cut her wrist, letting her blood drip into his mouth. It was the fastest way to heal him, as Crystal had discussed a long while ago.

Dameon grunted " nngh"

"Just drink it," she murmured softly, trying to coax him. "You need it, love."

He sighed as he drank from her.

She bit back a moan as he drank from her. It had been a long time since he drank from her vein, and it felt good. Real good.

He drank from her deeply feeling his length harden. God she tasted good and euphoric.

As his drinking deepened, she couldn't help but moan, biting her lip. She could feel her body weaken from blood loss, and lack of drinking his blood, but she didn't care.

His wound started to heal and he pulled his fangs away. " God you taste so good' he purred in contentment.

"Do you need more," she asked, trying to make her voice sound not desperate.

" You need to feed now" he siad.

She nodded, feeling lightheaded and short of breath. "Yes," she breathed.

" Lets go to our room. I feel this isn't going to be something for others to see" he said.

She nodded and stood up, nearly falling over, but caught herself.

He lead her to the room.

"How's your back," she asked when she closed the door behind them.

" Much better' he said.

"Good," she murmured and kissed him, biting at his bottom lip.

Dameon smiled as she did so. He would let her take as much as she needed.

"My teeth aren't as sharp as yours, love," she murmured and kissed him hungrily. "Could you help?"

Dameon bit his lip and let the blood flow.