Bryce

"How long have we been alive again?" I slurred. "Who knows?" Ohm or Ryan slurred back.

We where both laying on the floor, my feet pointing north while his went south. Our heads next to each other. How long we'd been laying here, we wouldn't know. I've lost count of how many times one of us got up to grab another bottle of the blood/vodka mix we were drinking. All I knew was that we where both long gone.

"What do you think garlic taste likes?" Ryan asked. "Hmmm probably bitter but savory." I answered after a bit of thinking. "What do you think sunlight feels like?" I asked. "Warm, like a hug from a human." He answered thoughtfully.

Me and Ryan had met only about a century ago but we had become close friends quickly. We moved around a lot because we couldn't have locals getting suspicious as to why we never age. We recently began to rent a apartment together but it was still bare even through we've owned it for about a month.

"Hey Bryce?" "Yeah?" "What do I look like?" As vampires we couldn't see our reflection so neither of us knew what we looked like. "Well you have beautiful wavy, short brown hair, a strong jaw, when you occasionally get stubble it highlights your mouth which has full lips and your eyes..." I turned my head to find him looking at me. "There a beautiful hazel. A mix of the sky and grass. If I needed to breath you probably would have taken it away." I answered truthful.

"Thanks..." He said quietly and then shifted his attention back to the celling while I continued to look at him. "What do I look like?" I asked and took another swig of my drink. "Well you have high cheekbones, and a longish face but it looks really cute. Your blond/brown hair looks really soft. Like silk under your hand. Your mouth seems to always be curved into a smile and your ocean blue eyes light up everytime." He took a drink and then turned to look at me.

"And your blood...it smells so delicious. Like fresh strawberries." He shifted his head and buried his face in my neck. "And i'm sure it tastes even better." His tongue flicked out and licked at my neck and I exposed my it further. "Why don't you try some?" I asked, my eyes hooded. "My pleasure." He mumbled and sat up. His fangs sank into me and a groan slipped out.

It felt nice to be bit into, of course I knew that was just the chemicals being released so it would be easier to feed. After a bit he pulled away and looked into my eyes. I noticed a bit of my blood at the corner of his mouth and leaned forward to lick it off. Before I could retreat he moved his head and our lips brushed.

"Can I kiss you." He whispered, his eyes never leaving mine. "Always." I murmured back. At first it was just a gentle press of our lips but it quickly escalated as soon as ohm moved to lean over me.

I gripped onto his shirt, pulling him closer. His fangs kept breaking the skin on my lips and my blood would mix in with the heated kiss. I gently pushed him away to break the kiss. "Ryan," I sat up and straddled his lap. "I wanna bite you now."

"Are you sure Bryce?" When two vampires drink each other's blood they become bonded. If your bonded you constantly know where the other half is, feel the others strong emotions, and can't stray to far from the other or you'll get horribly sick. "Yes," I said with no hesitation. "But only if you ok with it." "I'd love to be bonded to you." He leaned forward and brushed our noses together.

I smiled as he tilted his neck so I could reach it easier. Leaning forward, I sunk my fangs into him and blood rushed forward. He tasted like fresh cherries and I loved it.

After a minute or two I pulled away and I felt a wave of lust I knew came from ohm wash over me. "Bryce I love you." Ryan said. "I love you to ohm." That night was the most unforgettable night of my whole undying life and every day after was just as amazing because I had ohm by my side.

Rooooaaaarrrrrr. I wanna write a smut but I don't have the balls to. Why am I such a weakling ;n;