Stefan lifted his chin a few centimeters before dropping it again, his eyes shadowed, filled with thirst as he moved closer to the woman. He sat beside her, his fingers moving meticulously as he brushed her hair to the side. Closing his eyes, he listened, the beat in her chest was like music to his ears. The veins around his eyes became prominent as he dove in, the ache in his belly gone as his thirst was quenched. He listened as he heartbeat grew faint, coming up with his eyes still closed, reeling in the bliss. “ Care for a taste? ” Stefan wasn’t one to share, especially now, but he was feeling unexpectedly generous with his newfound friend.
It was a thing of beauty to watch a predator devour its prey. Klaus had always admired the act of nature, be it any sort of predator. With vampires, the spectacle was even more DELICIOUS. He watched, almost like a proud parent as the younger vampire drained the young girl of her life force. When Stefan then offered to share, the original’s grin grew even wider. There was something in the dark red eyes of the other man. Something of a kinship that Klaus saw ; something that he’d been YEARNING for for a very long time.
❝ Don’t mind if I do, ❞ he answered, scooting closer to the unconscious woman between them. No one in the club paid them attention as their booth was in a dark corner. It easily looked as though there was some sort of a three-way make-out session going on, which would make most people avert their eyes anyway. Such a thing was rather common in the seedy illegal clubs. Klaus was careful, almost gentle and REVERENT, as he put a hand under the woman’s woman’s neck. His eyes clouded over in the same dark red and black hues as Stefan’s. He drank from the wound his partner created. Sharing usually wasn’t ideal, but there was something euphoric, almost EROTIC, even in sharing this woman with his new friend.
Knowing when to pull back before they had a dead body to explain, Klaus licked his lips and let her slump back against the booth cushions. ❝ Such restraint, Stefan, ❞ he cooed, a knowing look in his dark eyes, even as they slowly faded back to blue. ❝ After all, if assuming the bodies I’ve seen previous nights in the alley are your handiwork, then this must have taken a great deal of will for you, hm ? ❞ He grinned and then finally asked, ❝ You’re a RIPPER, aren’t you ? ❞ He’d suspected it before, but hearing the fast heart beat in Stefan now led him further to that conclusion.
With his eyes still shadowed, Stefan brought up a hand to clean remnants from the corners of his mouth, not wanting to waste a drop. His darkened eyes watched as Klaus fed, a sly smirk pulling at the side of his mouth as his eyes faded back to green. “ You have no idea, ” he said, licking his lips. It took a great deal of restraint, especially as they sat in a club full of warm-blooded bodies. “ Ripper? Sure, if that’s what you call it. I call it dinner.” Stefan cocked his head to the side, trying to focus on Klaus rather than the various heartbeats that flooded his senses. Spotting his prey from earlier, a darkness flashed across his face. “ Care for another? ”
