Prologue
I want to move in time with you
I want to breathe in rhyme with you
I want to feel the deepest kiss
And I want to know you feel like this.....
I want to feel your hand in mine
And I want to feel that rush in my spine
I want to wear the scent of you
And do all the things you want me to.....
I want to move in time with you
I want to breathe in rhyme with you
I want to stitch my clothes in sin
And in the dark
I want to find that door and go within
--Savage Garden, "This Side of Me"
Chapter 1, Part 1: Body and Blood - by Savage Vampire
I opened my eyes. Awakening from my short slumber, I sensed it was still a few hours to go until dawn. The secure darkness of the night protected me from the deadly rays of the gloating sun, for night would be the only existence I would know now anyway. I would never see the golden face of the sun ever again, nor the bright blue sky with their oh so cottonly white clouds. No, no, no, for that would be the end of me for sure. I would never see day.
I slowly turned to my side on our king-size, four poster bed. The black silk blankets felt delicious against my naked skin. Ah yes, satin sheets always agreed with me so well... a sensual creature I am, how could I not resist enjoying this luxury?
But something was missing. The strong pair of arms which were holding me just an hour ago was gone.
My love, my eternal dark prince... where are you?
"Daniel?" I whispered outloud in case he was maybe in the bathroom. No response. I strained my ears to hear anything. No, he was not even in the house.
I slowly sat up, licking my lips at the memory of his sweet, hot blood within me. There was nothing more beautiful and dazzling than our passionate drinking sessions - or shall I say, our bloodlust orgies we so often indulge together. How I cherish those moments when my beloved Jonesy and I become one as our blood blend and fuse in fury - his neck, oh so delicate neck, pressed against my lips as I drink ever so gently from him while he takes me... well, I try to be as gentle as I can, but every so often I lose control and I devour him like a wild beast. But how can I resist him? He is so divine, I could lose my mind just by thinking about him. Sometimes I am even a little afraid of the hot intensity in my almost obsessive love for him - ah, but then again, I have always been known as a little obsessive over many things. But with my darling Daniel, nothing can compare.
Where could he be now? He couldn't just leave me here after one of our most wild bouts yet - I shivered as my thoughts turned to the previous hour. Blood, blood, and more blood everywhere... I remembered how I had made him moan over and over again, he was begging me never to stop as I drank and drank and drank... of course I had to stop my little pleasure at some point, no matter how delicious he was or else he would completely pass out and that could be dangerous. Oh, the ecstasy, the rapture as I drank from his fount and he drank mine, our mouths meeting again afterwards, sharing that special kiss we always save for last, our tongues entwining as one, tasting the blood together. So beautiful, so utterly beautiful... it was the moment when everything in the whole wide world became clear, nothing was hidden, everything was just so... perfect.
My Daniel. My Daniel forever.
My thoughts turned back to what it was like years ago when we were still mortals. For so long we hid our desires for each other, as we were already taken - I was married and he had a steady girl. We never suspected the other had deep feelings for him though we were already half crazed with lust secretly inside for each other. But to cut a long and quite painful story short, we finally came around and became lovers. My lover, mine, mine, mine, he was all mine. Those months (and was it years?) was pure bliss... I had never loved another being so completely, it was like I was oblivious to everything else but him! We had such happy, deliciously intimate times together; we were so in love it was almost claustrophobic. You could say we were mad for each other. Insane maybe.
And then something happened. Something which changed our lives forever and made us what we are today.