The night after Veyron had taken Kael away from the party, he brought him back to his place. The Pulsefire serum Kael had been drugged with made him feel strange sensations in his body, which led to certain decisions, ultimately leading to Veyron currently feeding from Kael.
Veyron seemed out of his mind. His fangs were longer than usual, his eyes a deep, dark red, and his fingernails had grown unnaturally long. His nails dug into Kael's skin, holding him close as his fangs sank deep into his neck.
Kael was already unconscious on the bed, but Veyron kept feeding—it was as though he couldn't stop. He wanted to, but he couldn't find it in himself to let go. With each passing moment, with every drop of blood that entered his bloodstream, he felt Kael's heartbeat growing fainter.
Then, a thud sounded in the room, and a voice, loud and clear echoed straight into his brain, trying to snap him out of his addiction.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Vey?!" Leonhardt's voice thundered.
