#Mere the addition of the term sugar vladdy was for you 🤣

[monsterfloofs]

Vampire Ramble - A Late Night Bite >8)

The wind was howling, a steady hum of noise that made you wonder when rain was going to come. Couldn't sleep, wide awake, a mix of alertness and a drowsy unease. Then the rain began, softly drumming against the house as the wind continued to whirr and whistle. You close your eyes, beyond those two distinct sounds, almost left unheard was a distinct tapping against the window.

You roused reluctantly from bed, walking towards it, what looked like murky darkness outside began to change as your eyes slowly carved out features. A figure was outside, so close to the glass pane that it made you jump. A hand tapping impatiently against the glass.

"Oh!" You threw up the sash, as a bedraggled form slid inside.

"I didn't realize you would come tonight, would you er. . . like a towel?"

There was an indignant sniff from the shadowy figure, "That would be appreciated, yes."

You nod, and trot from your room, a soft orange glow illuminating the bathroom just enough that you can grab a fresh towel and head back. The figure murmured a word of thanks before throwing the towel over their head, fussing with their hair.

You sat upon the bed, hands resting on your knees.

The figure shifted, and you watched the towel being pulled down and folded.

"Just like before?" The figure inquired, a tone of softness in their voice that made you prickle.

"N-no. Laying down made me nervous. I'll sit this time, thank you."

"Sitting is a bit messier, are you alright with that?"

"Mhm, I don't mind."

The bed creaked, cold fingers pull your hair back from your throat. You take a deep breath, and wait. There was the initial feeling of them leaning in close, that sensation fueled the anxious instinct to jerk away from them. You stayed still and unmoving, fingers itching, scratching at the soft pad of your thumb as you waited. Your eyes twitched closed as your throat felt pressure and then a burn of pain. Your hands clenched, fingertips digging into your palm. You fought back the feeling of wanting to swallow, time began to blur, one sluggish second after another ticked by until you felt a chaste kiss against your throat and you suddenly could breathe again, making an involuntary gasp that had you wincing.

The damp towel was pressed against your neck, and your hands moved to hold onto it. Sitting there in the dark, fingertips barely touching with the person who sat next to you.

"Was it easier this time?" The shadowy face was unreadable, but the voice was tender, compassionate.

"Yeah," Your voice was slightly husky,

"Good," There was a pause, "Go to sleep dear, and thank you again for the treat tonight. Our next appointment can be October 13th, will that work for you. . .?"

"Write it down for me?" The sluggishness was taking over your brain, making you feel dizzy. "I don't think I'll be able to. . . remem. . . ber."

"Of course," They reply consolingly. A hand at the small of your back dipping you backwards into bed.

"Thank you," You whispered as sleep wrapped its arms around you.

"Oh no, thank you."

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Morning came sooner than expected, your neck was sore and you groaned, rubbing the back of your neck as you forced your eyes open.

Your hands reached to your phone to check the time before they patted around blindly on the bedside table. Expression brightening when your fingers grasped a crisp blue envelope. You brought it towards you, lifting the flap to take a peek at the content inside. Delight danced in your eyes, clutching the envelope to your chest and kicking your feet. Rent was made, more than just made, you had extra to spare. You felt your eyes prickle with tears of relief as you stared up at the ceiling.

It was considerably the strangest side job you had ever taken, but the benefits made it more than enough worthwhile.

"I have my own sugar Vladdy" You mumbled to yourself in disbelief, before laughing at the absurdity of it. Then wincing apologetically as laughing made your neck hurt.

"Ouch.