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Prompt - Lobo Fantasma
"If you touch me again, I'll break your fvcking neck." - Dealer's choice.
To say Talon was pissed was an understatement. He and his fiancée, Eliana, was having a date night when a man at the club decided he should be dancing with Eliana instead of Talon. The two were complete opposites, it was true. He was tall, slim, tattooed, had several facial piercings, and wore punk attire, while she was just gorgeous. The two contrasted each other drastically. The stranger must've thought Talon was just a friend, which was why he pushed the raven-haired vampire out of the way. Talon's jaw clenched as his hands balled into fists, as his blue orbs looked the muscular man up and down.
In typical Eliana fashion, she politely told the man to fvck off and that she was here with her fiancé. However, instead of just walking away, the man motioned toward Talon and let out a roaring laugh. "This guy? Please, sweetie, you could do far better." He stated as he attempted to wrap his arms around her hips. Eliana stood her ground, punched the man square in his jaw, took Talon's hand, and led him home.
Knowing Eliana could handle herself, Talon knew better than to interfere. She'd likely pout about not letting her have any fun, so even though it angered him to do so; he kept himself in check - at least until he got home. He made an excuse about having to go to work to check on the bar's inventory, but in reality, he returned to the club to find the man - his scent was still fresh in Talon's mind.
He was standing outside with two of his friends, passing around a joint and laughing about something Talon didn't give a fvck about. He started with the friends, wanting to leave the steroid jock for last. Chomping down on one of the men's necks, his hand grabbed the other's throat, his slender digits wrapped around, squeezing tightly. The crimson fluid quenched his thirst, but unlike other vampires, it didn't spark a frenzy in Talon. Blood held no sway over the vampire - that was his 'gift'.
His fingers pulled the other's throat out as he drained the life from the one man. Their bodies fell with a thud as Talon licked his lips. His thumb ran along the corner of his mouth, wiping away the blood that had begun to drip down his chin. Back boots stepped over the corpses as his slender frame blurred over to the jock who had frozen in place. Balling his hand into a fist, he thrust it into the man's chest. His Head tilted slightly to the side as a wicked grin formed on his lips. "Nothing to say now, huh?" He mused, chuckling softly.
A tap on his back made him snap, thinking it was the man he had bitten - perhaps he didn't die after all. "If you touch me again, I'll break your f***ing neck." He hissed before yanking his hand out of his primary victim's chest. As he turned on his heels with the victim's heart in his hand, Talon's orbs found a dark-haired female before him. "Who the fvck are you?" He asked with a furrowed brow.
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