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waiting for
me on the sidewalk. It was surprising that he didn’t get murdered in the four
seconds it took me to jump out and come around the car to stand beside him.
    “Ok. Let’s not waste
time out here,” I said, and shepherded him into the building quickly with a
hand on his lower back.
    His room was on the
ground floor, and contained only a rickety twin bed and an old, beat-up
backpack. When we stepped inside, he turned to me and put his arms around me.
He was only about five-six, and fit perfectly right under my chin.
    “You’re like a
superhero,” he said as I sighed and hugged him, “out there saving people. I
didn’t actually need saving, but I think it’s sweet that you tried anyway.”
    “Maybe we both needed
saving tonight,” I murmured, and he looked up at me. I was kind of surprised
I’d said that out loud.
    He led me over to the little
bed, and tugged on my hand until I gave in and sat on the edge of the mattress with
him. “I’m not going to fuck you, Ty,” I said. “I’m actually a bottom. Maybe you
noticed, given what I was doing back at that bar.”
    He was still holding my
hand. And I was letting him, because it was kind of nice. “I was going to ask
for something else,” he said, a faint blush rising in his pale cheeks as he
looked at our joined hands. “You’re going to think it’s really weird. I
wouldn’t even ask if I didn’t desperately need it.”
    I hated to think what
that could possibly be. “I’m not going to smack you around, or spank you, or
whatever Dom/sub shit you’re into,” I told him.
    He grinned again. “It’s
weirder than that.”
    “Awesome. So, I’m
probably not willing to do that to you, either.”
    “It’s not what you’d be
doing to me. It’s what I’d be doing to you,” he said.
    “Um….”
    “Can I just show you?
Please? I’ll stop the moment you tell me to, I swear.”
     I knit my brows at that.
“If I say no, you’re going to go right back out there, to another bar just as
bad as that last one, aren’t you?”
    He nodded. “I really
need this tonight.”
    “What is it?”
    “I guess…I guess I
shouldn’t try to describe it. I just need to show you.”
    I stared at Ty for a
long moment. He looked so incredibly innocent. What the hell was he about to
spring on me? A torture device? A farm animal? What? I was curious, wondering
what brand of depravity could possibly lurk beneath that angelic exterior. “Ok,
show me. But if I say stop, we stop. Got it?” I said.
    “I will. I promise.” He
pulled the hem of my t-shirt up to my shoulder, holding it balled up in his
small hand. “Wow, you have a lot of tattoos,” he murmured, gently caressing my
chest with his other hand before sliding it around my shoulders to embrace me. Then
he leaned in and took my nipple in his mouth, and began suckling.
    Was that it? This
wasn’t particularly weird. It was kind of pleasant, actually.
    After a minute or two
of this, Ty bit down. I gasped as he murmured, “Sorry,” and went back to
sucking on my nipple. Ok, that was slightly weird. He’d bitten me fairly hard,
too… probably hard enough to draw blood .
    Reflexively, I switched
to my second sight, and Ty lit up in pure white light. I froze, my breath
catching in my throat, fear and panic flooding me. Oh God. Vampire . Seriously?
    How was I going to get
out of this? Could I reach my stake before he tore my throat out? He might be
small, but he was absolutely stronger and faster than I was, all vamps were.
His hold on me was relaxed now, but the moment I started to make a move he’d
probably tear me limb from limb.
    He gently licked my nipple
a couple times, and then sat up and took my hand as he said, “I’m sorry. It got
scary for you all of a sudden, didn’t it? You stopped breathing and your heart began
racing. Why didn’t you tell me to stop, Tyler?”
    I pulled away from him
and jumped off the bed, then grabbed the knife and the stake that were
concealed in my boots, pointing