[Tom]

Draconis took the shirt and started to slowly and gently work the shirt around Sara's arms, and just as gently again, over her head. Upon pulling the shirt down completely, Draconis kissed her forhead, and moved to her backside to present a rest for her to lay on, as her back probably still hurt. Her weight was comforting, her body warm, and as Draconis looked at her from behind, he could faintly make out her human pulse, flowing through the vein in her neck. The bloodlust in his body began to rise, his mouth started to water, he even half opened his jaw before forcing himself to tighten it shut again. He closed his eyes and composed himself, taking a long deep breath, and letting it out slowly. He wrapped his arms around her waist and used his chest to support her back. Once again though, the Lust started to grow, and he moved his head towards her neck. But instead of biting, Draconis gave her neck a soft kiss, and he looked away again, trying harder than he ever had before not to bite someone.

Normally as a vampire, werewolves blood was used as a main source of sustinance. It was easy enough to come by at the time, and no humans were harmed. One werewolf, being both human and beast, sustained a vampire like any ordinary human would. It was only when his kind started to be strategically hunted down for the few rogue vampire acts against humans that he started having to hunt for his own food, sometimes this had to be a human, but he needed to feed...

Draconis blinked and looked out as the sun reflected off of his vibrant orange eyes, almost matching the sun's hue as it began to set. They were going to have to move in a few hours, he just hoped that the course he was plotting was going to be a vacant one.