Dzhan
She stays till the morning with me. In the long hours we wait for Coda to come back to his senses, she keeps me company, explaining what happened, how he’s related to me now, how I can’t ever leave him alone. She also tells me all about moral, about how, even though my friend’s blood belongs to me now, and his free will too because I sired him like we are some kind of creepy old vamps, I am not supposed to use it to my advantage.
I listen to most of it. I mean, when I am not getting lost in my head to the sight of her so close to me without most of her walls. Or when the sound of her voice is enough to rile me up and my c*ock takes attention again and again and I am too busy willing it down, because even I know now is not the time.
But, yeah, she’s here. She’s talking to me, she’s
