<span style="color: #FF0000">Jared pulled her into a club where vampires feeding from blood partners was a common every day thing. It was also where he had once been known as the dance king. He had fed from people who had blood partners whose blood partners were okay with it. When he couldn't he went without. Days. Weeks. Months. He could go nearly a year without going into a blood frenzy and feeding from blood packets. He merely kissed her neck. Searching for where the pulse was strongest once they were sitting. Sitting directly next to her. "You'll be fine." he said. He continued kissing at her neck. He nodded his head and stopped on a sensitive part of her neck. The pulse was taunting him there. "I'll be careful." He says. Kissing her neck to make the neck sensitive for reasons other than his fangs about to sink in. His long fangs sink in and he begins to feed from her. Sucking gently in a way that was quite sensual.<br/><br/>He stopped feeding for a second. "I won't drink it from a damn cup. Cup equals your blood partner will starve aka fast. if it gets to the point of insanity I'll feed from a friends blood partner. I promise...I'll be gentle." He says as his fangs sink back into the same spot they came out of. He feeds until he is full. To him her blood was the sweetest he'd ever tasted and that alone was a bit addicting. He retracted his fangs and just kissed her neck until it healed over. He pulled her up and carried her on his back over to the bar. "Cinnataxic. Virgin version." he says. Getting the special drink and tossed some cash on the counter. Walking out of the club and gives it to her. "Drink this virgin cinnamon slush. Specially made to taste good and regevenate energy."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Makota looked at Lily and smiled a tiny bit. "Yes I am protective but only because I love seeing you happy." He says softly. He intentionally didn't comment on that second statement. He sighed a bit though. He loved roses and they were a secret of his. He always had a rose of some sort upon his person. Only he knew the reason and cause behind such a thing. Today it was a rose barrette in his hair. He was tense though as he didn't want to be without his friend but was afraid to tell her. He looked at her and got a light smile as she gave him a light kiss on the cheek. "He isn't good enough for you." He says in a slightly grumpy tone. Hugging her to him. "I don't want to share...." he said softly.</span>