Oh, how Ryah wanted to work his knife straight into the vampire's heart, watch the surprise and pain flash across his face before the light left his eyes. As it was, he pressed it down against his neck, cutting him just a little. He didn't know why he didn't finish the vermin off right now.<br/><br/>"You fucking asshole," he spat out, the rage sparking inside him and spreading like wildfire, his emotions taking over the rational.<i>Lovers</i>? Seducing<i>him</i>? That was the biggest loaf of bullshit he'd ever heard.<br/><br/>"Oh, yes," Ryah hissed out, voice crackling with anger. "I  could have stopped you when you gave me some fucking drug that--that<i>did</i>things to me--"<br/><br/>That had made him feel incredible, made him burn and ache inside. Made the vampire feel so good, the way he--<br/><br/>When the vampire laughed, Ryah wanted to shut him up, wanted to wipe the mocking smile from his face. "Shut up!" He ordered between clenched teeth before kissing him hard. It wasn't a very nice kiss, fueled by fury and rage.