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Stefan's grip on the blonde tightened. He's tried to search through his hazy mind for her name — Amber wasn't it? The desire to go in for another. Ute to finish her off couldn't be ignored, but in the back of his mind was the small bit of sanity that reminded him he was to keep her alive. Amber's blood was drizzling down his chin  and neck, dropping further down his chest as he tipped his head back to suck the iron down in his mouth. His tongue curled against his teeth and when his head dropped back down he was pleased to see Brielle sauntering toward him. He wasn't sure what she was going to do, but that look in her eyes matched the look from his vision. It was strange, to see himself wrapped up with Brielle, their bodies stained with blood. And he could only presume that it had to be the blood of <i>their</i> victims.<br/>
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His shoulders rose and fell with each ragged breath and he found himself extending his arms outward, bowing his head slightly as he offered the blonde to her. Amber was barely hanging onto dear life, whimpering and tossing her head slowly left and right to look at both her tormentors. Alisha and the others knew better than to come back here or else risk becoming a part of the carnage. Amber was hung low against his hips, squished between their frames as Brielle drew closer to him. He twisted his face into her grip, smearing blood against her palm before finally turning his head straight. She was close to him then, her breath tickling his nose until her tongue came wagging out for a taste. His tongue clicked against his fangs in pleasure as she continued to feed off of him.<br/>
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What came out of her mouth he hadn't expected and even more so, Stefan was shocked by how badly he was willing to please her. <i>No </i>seemed so far lost out of his vocabulary.<br/>
"Seeing her blood on you makes you even sexier. <i>Bellus,</i>" he crooned in Latin.<br/>
"No — no please. No!" Amber had come back to life, threshing her body in his arms and managing to free herself. Her hands came for Brielle's legs. Stefan's roar was loud, so much so that it did reach the front of the bus and disturbed the others. The driver tried to focus on the road, having swerved already. Stefan reached for Amber by her hair, twisting it into a fist and dragging her up by her throat. The wound from his earlier bite reopened and she began to cough up blood. And with no further word needed he tore back in.<br/>
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The come down was usually the hardest, it always left Stefan disoriented as though he had stepped between two different worlds. It kind of felt the same this time and yet seeing Brielle when the red haze cleared made him feel better. What didn't make the situation better was Alisha barging in shortly after.<br/>
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Her eyes struggled to remain in her head as she looked at the mess of a carcass dangling by Stefan's grip and the blood spattered seats of the bus. It was a relief when there was a groan from the body. Stefan seemed to come fully to his senses then as he dropped Amber. Alisha quickly ran over, bending down with her hands hovering over in search of where to start next. What came next was a bit of a blur as they all worked diligently to get Amber as cleaned up as best as possible before she was ultimately ditched on the porch of her home by Stefan — as he was the only one who could move quick enough and they couldn't risk the bus being seen.<br/>
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"What the fuck was that?" Alisha barked toward Brielle, with Stefan gone she was free to unleash her fury.</div></div><span style="font-family:Source Sans Pro"><div style="margin:auto;margin-top:-50px;color:#000000;text-align: center; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase;">code by promethean</div></span>