#vampaire Adam Jones

[rhythm-catsandwine]

Bonfire

They sat around a fire, under a blanket of stars, and surrounded by trees. Adam siped blood from a glass meant for wine while the others ate meat. 

“So what does that stuff even taste like?” Danny asked Adam.

“It depends on the type, where it’s coming from, and its mood. It’s like fine wine. You can have the same type of grapes growing in different places. One in a dry environment and one where it rains every day. Justin tastes like those chocolate truffles with bourbon in them, and they’re actually alcoholic. When he's uh excited,” He stopped talking to process what he had just said. “Fuck!” He cursed as a certain werewolf's tale slapped him in the face. “Yeah, I deserved that.” 

Danny laughed, and Maynard smirked across the colorful flames as Justin sat back down in partial human wolf form. His pointed canine ears flattened, and his fluffy tail sunk low. 

“Wot do I normally taste like?” Justin asked as he somewhat reluctantly snuggled back into Adam’s side. 

“Remember the place we took you for barbecue in KC and it was your first time eating real Americal Barbique? It tastes like the burnt ends from there.”

“What do we taste like?” Maynard wandered.

“You taste like whatever wine you’re working on,” Adam pointed to his short friend. “And you taste like whatever place in KC you ate at last.”

Fluffy October or Ao3