<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Diamond Club - A popular night club in the city.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>xSnorkleRainbow<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The fledlingly fed on the unfortunate mortal who had been lured like a moth to a flame into her carnal clutches unbeknownst of the man that stood like a shadow over her shoulder. The alley lamps outlined his silhouette. Engrossed in her pleasures, the woman may not have realized his presence that settled over her like a dark blanket. His approach had been silent and he had only been hesitant to allow her the chance of noticing that he was there. Offering her only that small courtesy, the stranger’s hand lashed out with the swiftness of a cobra to snag her cinnamon mane. His grip on her hair was without mercy as he wrenched her head back so that her fangs would dislodge from her prey’s neck, and with his other hand, he brought the stinging tip of a six-inch hunting knife against her bosom just before her heart.<br/><br/>The stranger held her head back so that she could gaze upon his face, and he hers. Eyes like the moon scrutinized the blood that soaked her face down to her breasts. To her, he seemed like any man, but his grip on her was unnatural. After inspecting the man at their feet, his eyes—cold and sharp—returned to the girl, and though solemn he hadn’t appeared to be upset.<br/><br/>“You left quite a sloppy trail. It is how I suspected that you weren’t too experienced,” Salazar informed.<br/><br/>His eyes again flicked down to the body before he returned his sights to her.<br/><br/>“Your prey looks as though he had died a painful death. Do you not know the vampire’s kiss?”<br/><br/>The detective shoved the girl’s back against the wall, his hand having found the side of her neck and his thumb beneath the line of her jaw. He pressed his hard body against hers. There was something much more obscured beneath his black, long-sleeved shirt. The rough denim at his front and the cool steel kiss of his belt touched her abdomen as he gazed deeply into her eyes and explained on a low voice as though they were a couple hiding between the stacks at a library:<br/><br/>“I will show you how because I get the feeling that you are new to this world. By doing this, I will be testing my assumption. Your blood reveals many secrets.”<br/><br/>With his body pinning hers, Salazar lowered the knife from her breast and with its hilt curled within three fingers of his hand, he teased his index finger down her hip until he felt the warmed-flesh of her thigh. Returning the knife to the sheath at his belt, his hand moved up her dress, sliding up her thigh and causing it to wrinkle as his fingers found the lingerie that obscured her hot folds.<br/><br/>The detective smiled softly at her as he instructed, “You want your prey to feel a little aroused and hungry but not the same hunger that we feel. I’ve been doing this for several years so pardon if you find me to be a little invasive. I just want to see if I still got it for you see…if you apply your fangs just right, it won’t be pain they feel. They will feel only overwhelming pleasure and know not what to do. In other words…I’m going to make you wet,<em>bella donna</em>.”<br/><br/>Salazar spoke no more as his eyelids lowered and his lips moved close to hers. He kissed the blood beneath her lips and traced the tip of his tongue from her chin to her bottom lip. He fed from her remains, tilting his head as he kneaded his lips into the blood that soaked her jugular, getting the sweet, copper nectar into his mouth to awaken his primal mood. The detective’s eyes bled as though a red curtain rolled down his oculars. His breathing became deeper, the heat of his breaths on her neck, the prickle of his stubble against her smooth skin, and her heart’s pulse in his ears. In that moment, he could perceive her feelings and she could perceive his.<br/><br/>Drawing his lips a few inches from her throat, his maw opened and jaw softly crackled and popped as his canines extended like sickles to reap from her her vampiric virginity. The detective exhaled a soft ghostly breath that played along her moist skin before his fangs sank into her flesh like syringes, injecting into her body a paroxysm of morphine. The sinful bite felt like it struck in two places her neck and the succulent apple at her core. As her blood gushed into his mouth, he took only what he needed, which hadn’t been much for her memories to be relayed to his mind. Through her, he saw that she hadn’t been a rogue—not an intentional one at least. She was a mere school girl. The news had relieved him a little. She was so young; so new. It would have been a shame for her to fall into the wrong hands.<br/><br/>Salazar’s thumb applied pressure to her neck enough to restrict the blood flow to her skull and put her to sleep. It felt a little villainous, and she may hate him later, but her abduction was for the right reasons. At the first signs of her going limp, he retracted his fangs and collected her form into his arms. He blinked the red from his eyes as his fangs shortened behind his lips. Staring down at her as her blood reddened his mouth, he adjusted her as he reached a hand into his back pocket and removed his cell phone. Sliding his thumb across its interface, he raised it to his ear and clutched it between that and his shoulder before he reached down to grab the drained man by the back of his shirt collar. Dragging him effortlessly, he submitted his report as he deposited the body into a dumpster:<br/><br/>“I’ve found the killer in the alley of the Diamond Club. She is a new vampire and I am placing her under my care until she is conscious. I am stowing the body of her prey in a dumpster. Clean-up is desirable.”<br/><br/>Ending his call, he slipped his phone back into his jean pocket and brought his arm behind the girl’s knees. Gazing upon her once more, a slow amused smile crept across his face. Hopefully, she had learned something tonight. In a gust of wind and the tumble of loose garbage, the vampire briskly vanished into the night.