Blood Slave -Closed-

gillmidfort:

A confused look came from her as she was sat down , rather carefully , into the back seat.And as a blanket was thrown over her shoulders she was more than confused.Why was he acting like this?Like he wasnt a mean one of them.Of those monsters who wanted her blood.Well technically he wanted her blood , she had to remind herself that he just bought her as his personal blood slave.

She pulled , as good as she could with bound hands , the blanket closer around herself as she looked with big innocent eyes at her new master.Her skin crawled as she thougth about the fangs that lay behind those lips.How they would sink into her flash and get her blood.

“T-thank you…B-but..w-why are you so n-nice to me?” 

“I cant be nice?” He asked as he turned around and looked at her. “Just because I need blood and am a vampire doesnt mean I cant be nice….” He sighed and turned away from her as he pulled away from the auction house and towards the woods. 

As they drove he turned the heat up for her and made sure that she was warm and comfortable despite him buying her, he was actually a nicer vampire than most and he didn’t often go to the blood slave markets, this time he had been dragged along by friends. 

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