Sunday
"Hey," Ren wakes up to Maiman lying next to her.
"You finally woke up," a hand slides from near Ren's chest to her hip.
"Takeshi?" Ren rolls over and her face stops right next to Takeshi's.
"Again, you're awake," he pulls her close to his naked chest.
"What happened last night?" She lightly twitches at his touch.
"Nothing," his voice hides a lie as he moves closer and kisses her.
"Takeshi… what happened last…?" she gasps for a breath as he starts to kiss her neck. Her hands grab at his back as he kisses her neck harder.
"Ah!" Ren nearly yells as the feeling of fangs brushes against her neck. She quickly shoves Takeshi away and he falls off the bed.
"Takeshi! Why… What was that?" She nearly screams.
"Sorry… I… I'm sorry…" he runs his hand through his hair.
"It… It's ok," she gets off the bed and walks over to him. As she sits next to him, she pulls him close into a kiss.
"Ren…" he kisses back, closing his eyes.
"Try again, sweetie," instead of Ren kissing him, Jin was in her place. As Takeshi opens his eyes to catch his breath, he nearly falls over backwards.
"Where's Ren?" He growls.
"Back at your house," she smirks as Takeshi looks around and notices that he isn't in his room anymore, he's in a big, dark colored bedroom.
"When did I get here?" He quickly tries to scramble to his feet.
"Remember when you fell off the bed? I brought you here. Well, more like, teleported," she smirks and pushes him to the floor, pinning him.
"Jin… Please… Don't…" Takeshi tries to escape her grasp but can't. "Don't," His voice breaks as her lips near his neck. Blood drips down his neck as large fangs pierce into the flesh on his neck from her mouth. Takeshi lets out a loud, harsh cough as blood drips from his lip.
"Why?" His voice gets quieter as he coughs again.
"That's what I am," she smirks back at him and stands up as he coughs up more blood. "I'm a Drakaina. It's what I do. Kill, or turn," she bites her lip as he tries to stand up but falls back down onto the bed.
"I know what you are. I can see it. I can see your true face," he growls before coughing up more blood.
"Oh sweetie. You don't think I know that?" She smirks as he stops coughing.
"Are you going to kill me yet?" He watches as she moves closer and kneels next to him.
"Oh sweetie. I've got you all to myself. Why would I want to kill you? Why not, turn you? Or maybe make you father my children?" Her hands move under his shirt and they quickly pull his shirt off.
"Stop…" he tries to get the words out of his mouth as his body slowly becomes paralyzed.
"Never in a million dreams baby," she pulls her shirt off and kisses his lips. He pulls in a quick breath as he moves one of his hands towards his pocket.
"That's a waste of your energy sweetie," Jin laughs and continues to kiss his lips.
"Sorry. But it's not," he stabs a knife into her stomach.
"What the hell?" She screeches as she falls off of him.
"I never go anywhere without my knife in my pocket. All I needed was to be able to reach it." He laughs as his arm drops back to the floor.
"You're still paralyzed! You can't go anywhere!" Jin hisses as she tries to pull the knife out of her stomach.
"So? It'll wear off. That knife won't though, it's got barbs," a small smile crosses his face.
"You son of a…" she scrambles to her feet as she continues to try to get the knife out but can't.
"Good luck," he laughs before passing out.