Ian Jevons, my lover for the past six years, his breath warm and soft on my face. I yearn to drink from him but his state is far too weak. So I just cradle him and pull him close to me wrapping my legs around him. I give him a taste.
I go to the strip, the one they call Sunset. I move rapidly into town, so swiftly I'm invisible to the mortal eye. Within a few miles of the main activity I slow to a normal walk. I breathe in the damp night air and admire the landscaping of the palm trees placed along the boulevard. I find a victim quick, feed, then fly back to Ian.
An uncomfortible urge has overcome me. I have not experienced anything like it since I was born to this darkness. Last night I was having Ian, drinking from him as I do every night. Last night was the first time with him knowing my secret. I am a Vampire. Now, when I sip from him, I never drink enough to harm him. I leave him with the belief we made unbelievable love. It is because of this I know he loves me. I know this for I have the power to read his deepest thoughts. I can read any living, thinking enities thoughts and even their emotions when I drink. This is how I became to love Ian.
This time because of the knowledge of my secret perhaps, I could not stop drinking. His blood seemed so rich, more rich than even before. It filled me with a warmth, moving in and stretching out to capacity. My body started to tremble, then a feeling of pleasure so strong I thought I would lose consciousness. Like a shock wave we flew apart. He has been in this near death state since. He will die unless I share my blood with him soon.
The taste I had given him earier will give him enough strength to drink. I wrapped myself around him, then elevated us to the top of the cathedral ceiling. I pierced my left breast with my razor sharp thumbnail. I gently layed his head on it. He began to suck from me like a new born baby.
I screamed out in extascy. Soon he would be the same as me. I never wanted this for Ian.
May you always live,
and I never die.
Hesper.