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blood, gore, dead dove warning; RP account; vampire AU mea amor @sanguinescribes written by Serpent 🐍
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never feel again. He had to hold onto it, how his heart swelled and contracted and how he could feel every inch of its raw bloody muscle straining. Black and putrid it must be after centuries of rigorous use. And yet, it ached. A new and naive thing, craving to be noticed.
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reach. Too much of his life had been spent as a ghost, one that watches and consumes, but can never partake in the true pleasures of a life well spent. Memories turned to grief turned to historic lament.

But this moment now, it felt so fleeting. Something in his long winded life that he might +
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How Robin tasted on his tongue, how she would taste if he could suck from her artery instead of taking little trickles from her fingertips. The borrowed blood coursing through his body nearly made him feel human, nearly made him feel desirable, his own wants and desires seemed tangible and within +
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Though he didn't stop there, his attention completely taken by her when he spoke again, as if in a dream "I wonder if you would look as divine in red. . "

He'd tasted her. Her life's essence. In a professional capacity though it was, he couldn't help but think of it now. +
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The blood rushing to his neck, his face, did not surprise him anymore. He had to accept it for what it was. He had an undeniable attraction towards her, his patient, and who he hoped was his friend too.

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"Good evening lady Robin", stone grey eyes carried an unnatural warmth to them when they regarded her face. His gaze drifted to her neck and then her bodice, her sleeves. "You look handsome every day, but tonight you are. . ravishing."

Law let the compliment sit between them for a while. +
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Her wit and humor never failed to bring a quirk to his lips. "My apparent lack of manners seems to offend you more than anything else the world has to toss your way--"

Though he found himself in the mood to be pleasant for a change and not start any amusing arguments. For now. +
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"I must express my extreme surprise at seeing you here- amidst the impropriety and bloodlust running amok", he made sure to enunciate her favorite word, smiling wider around the rim of his glass.
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he'd have to make his escape before such a tragedy occurred. Or he might turn to ash just standing here.

Law offered her a cordial smile as he saw her approach with her handmaiden in tow. +
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The lace and silk that lapped against her skin, would it be stained with the blood of another, would he be forced to watch. Was he wrong about her prudish nature, had it just been him she had refused to drink from. The thought of it made him sick. It would be humiliating, +
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hearted passion, in stark contrast to the pretty and harmless mask she wore to conceal herself at the common people's court. He felt it now more than any other time before, that she could command the undying lust and loyalty of hundreds in a state like this.

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Though he did not have to wait for long to find out. Her scent made itself known to him quickly, just as it had the first time. Piercing through the thick and damp air. Law's gaze turned fast over unfamiliar faces till it fell upon Robin's blue eyes. She was the vision of indulgence and dark +
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made very clear to him her disdain for casual exchange. Perhaps she would excuse herself from the festivities then. .

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to be. As an extension of their good will and faith in the Vampire King.

If he did spot a certain member of the royal household, he would only give her his regards and let her be on her way. His heart clenched inside its stone prison at the thought that he might not see her. She had after all, +
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participating in the debauchery. He preferred to be more discerning with his meals as well as his mates. This was just formality, something to pass the time. The blood in his chalice was exquisite, he did appreciate the provisions. But he was only really here because Rosinante had asked him +
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with whoever he pleased before now, spilling and drinking blood to his heart's content. To stand here and watch others couple up to do the same did not sound amusing to him at all, it sounded like punishment.

He had not starved himself, he was perfectly well fed tonight, not intending on +
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desire melded into one when one was starving.

As it turns out, the ball was also a social gathering for all the eligible and coveted vampires to mingle and mate. Why there was a special occasion written in the calendar to do such a thing, Law would never truly understand. He had mingled and mated +
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still, the musicians who had been invited to play, the opulent costumes and of course, the feast. Bodies, barely alive, kept sedated so they would not disturb the night's frivolities, lay in wait by the far walls of the catacombs. He was supposed to have starved himself for this event, hunger and +
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Law did not have much experience within vampire high society, but he did know what to expect at this ball. His coven had been invited formally to attend the event and of course Rosinante had accepted on behalf of them all. He'd taken him to one such event many decades ago. He remembered it fondly +
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starving only recently. there were signs that made him think he hadn't been turned long.

wisps of his previous life as a doctor clung to him still, urging him to offer care. his own blood to sustain him. the rats wouldn't do much to keep him. and a comatose state was a deeper torture to live +
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"i am, my flesh is cold like yours. . what monster did this to you and left you starving to fend for yourself. . . "

his grey eyes never leave his face, if only to take stock of his clothes and the fashion he wore. not a commoner then. was the vampire that turned him close by, or had he been +
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law didn't sense any malice or hostility from him despite the bloodlust and hunger so apparent in his manner. besides, he was weak, there was no danger of him attacking in this state.

the simple question has him stepping forward so his face was better illuminated by the lamp on the wall.

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- tired eyes deceiving me?”

His voice was barely above a whisper as he carefully moved to set the dead rat down.
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as law stepped over pebble and shell towards the inside of the cave, he wondered to himself wryly.

how bad could this thing be.
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set out to find it, whatever it was.

the air smelled like death, not even birds dared to fly too close to the mouth of the salty cave that stood gaping before him. but he was after all, the most monstrous thing within leagues of the place.

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