She smiled watching his eyes trail the side of her neck, enjoying the lust that filled them. Such a beautiful sight, at least in her opinion. She watched him squirm under the pressure. Her blood thickened with adrenaline, as she thought of being bitten by such a fascinating creature. She bit her lips slightly as her hand gently fiddled with the fabric on her skirt. She began to wonder if he would really have the guts to do it.<br/><br/>She shook her head, as he yelled at her again. â€œSuch anger will get you nowhere.â€ She met his eyes. â€œYou see there is no such thing as turning you back, thatâ€™s part of the deal with that particular curse you see.â€ She sighed, â€œI made that curse to use on whoever jeopardized my well being, itâ€™s better than death in my opinion.â€ She placed her hand on his as he went closer to her, â€œEven a cursed life is better than no life at all.â€<br/><br/>She took her hand away from him, and pushed her hair away from her neck. Showing him an easy access to her blood supply, and she watched the want in his eyes grow, even noticing that his fangs become sharper.<br/>â€œThis is a choice you need to be willing to make, I shall not force you,â€ She placed her hand in his, allowing him to take hold of it, if he so chose to, â€œI will allow you to drink from my neck or my wrist, it is entirely your choice of where though.â€<br/><br/>She waited patiently, knowing that this was truly a painful decision for a fresh vampire. She could feel butterflies writhe in her stomach, as she felt his pain. Even though she felt for him, she did not feel bad for what she did. She knew what she did was something she needed to do; she couldnâ€™t just let him go, especially after what he did to her.