Darion let his head hang down a little bit at seeing her reaction to what he said, and her reply.  That thought hadn't even crossed his mind at all.  That if she didn't do something as simple as not call him the right thing then it would seem that he wasn't her master and she was open to be controlled by someone else.  That thought made him shiver because he remembered seeing the condition of some other vampire servants, slaves and minions.<span style="color: Blue">“Yeah, sir would be fine in public around other vampires.  That one I at least had been called at one time years ago.  Sorry, I didn't even think about what the other vampires would think.”</span>it didn't really occur to him past him making the bad jokes, or just trying to get a reaction.  He was making a bad first impression on someone who had been assigned as his.<br/><br/>It would be impossible to not tell that Lily was not at all pleased with what he said, or what he was suggesting.  It seemed that she bit her own lip when she wasn't happy with or was troubled by something.  And her nervous talking just made it obvious.  Yeah, he was thinking at that time that he wasn't all that smart, and he was sure something he had said was what was giving her some problems.  Though as soon as she sat down and exposed her neck, darion could not take his eyes from that spot where he saw the girl's pulse beating there.<br/><br/>He hated the reminders of what he was, the big reason he was trying to make him feeding sound as not a big deal.  It helped him forget how much of a monster he had been made into.  If he acted anything more than casual about feeding or anything, then it was a reminder.  Her reactions were not helping him, but were making him hungrier.<span style="color: Blue">“I personally don't really have the resources to obtain blood packs.  And my maker doesn't provide me enough to get my hands on the resources I need.  I am too young to have gathered what I would need to support myself like that.  I have to rely on people, so I am sorry.”</span><br/><br/>As he said that, Darion moved over to where Lily had sat down before offering her a hand up.  Once she was pulled up, Darion moved his left hand around Lily's waist to rest at the small of her back, to support her when he bit, and moved his right hand up to the opposite side of her neck that was being exposed, and cradled her head there.  When he had moved closer, and the way he cradled her, Darion had gotten very close, where their bodies touched Lily would be able to feel the muscle that defined Darion's body through their cloths.  Bringing his head down close to the girl's neck, and brushing his lips against her skin before he felt the pulse of where her blood flowed.<br/><br/>There, once Darion had found the right spot, he opened his mouth and brought his fangs closer, running them along her skin.  That was only less than a second before Darion bit down, sinking his fangs into the girl's neck, being as gentle as possible, while pushing them past her skin as fast as he could to hurt her as little as possible.  He had no way of knowing if this girl actually found the sensation at all enjoyable, darion couldn't make her enjoy this.  Once the taste of her blood began to fill his mouth, Darion locked his lips around the wound, and began sucking lightly at her neck.<br/><br/>As soon as the taste filled his mouth though, Darion was greedily drinking as much as he could, doing his best to make sure none of her blood escaped past his lips, only a few drops seemed to slip around the corners of his mouth.  Her blood tasted so sweet, she was young, but more than that she tasted so good, much better than her servants at home.  Why did she taste so much better?  After that though though soon darion's thoughts hovered around the fact that she did taste so good, it bothered him a bit that he was enjoying this so much, and reminding him how much of a monster he was.<br/><br/>He spent maybe 10 seconds there at her neck before he bulled away, carefully pulling his teeth out of her neck so as not to cause any more damage.  He licked up the last few drops he could around the small holes that his teeth had made, and to help them both close before he pulled away from her a little faster than he needed to, and he didn't look at her at all, but the look on his face showed he wasn't as happy with what he had just done, a complete opposite from how he had seemed to enjoy it while drinking.  He wiped the small amount of blood left on his lips away before licking it off.<br/><br/>Darion froze mid motion though as suddenly the voice swept through his mind, and the power the seductive voice held made the young vampire jump and reach for the pistol in it's holster on the night stand.  His hand was resting on the Desert Eagle before he calmed down a bit  and sat down to listen, hand still on the pistol.  It was probably a very good thing he hadn't been latched onto Lily's neck when the call had come in, his reaction to the telepathic call probably would have really hurt her.<br/><br/>After it was over darion just sighed as he grabbed the holster with his pistol and started slipping the straps into place around his muscled frame before retrieving his leather coat and the socks and boots he needed to put on.<span style="color: Blue">“shit, no more time for bad jokes and making a bad first impression.  Take care of your neck then we need to get downstairs.  Time to see what this damn meeting is all about.”</span>as he finished speaking, darion slipped on and tied his last combat boot and stood up, waiting for Lily to do what she needed to do before leaving the room, Darion held the door open for Lily and then led the way down towards the entrance hall where he was told to wait.<br/><br/>There was already someone there waiting in the room, obviously a vampire, and much older he was guessing, but he had no idea how old.  Darion towered over the other vampire though, easily a head taller than the man.  Darion looked older, but he got a feeling that the shorter man was much older.  It was some alarm, or just some instinct that let him know something was off.<span style="color: Blue">“Well, second ones to arrive.”</span>Darion took a position against a wall opposite the older vampire, expecting Lily to do whatever she was supposed to.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>