"How long are we going to do this?"

Tristan stared at the lifeless body on the floor, the victim for the night, not his actually. His gaze shifted to Tyler, who's busy fixing himself in front of a mirror.

"What do you mean how long?" Tyler took a tissue over the bedside table and wiped his mouth, removing the bloodstains.

"I mean...when are we going to stop killing these people?" He asked, feeling suddenly exhausted, a natural body reaction after not feeding on humans for two days.

"Pfft--HAHAHA! What the fuck?!" Tyler bursted into laughter, making the brunette confuse.

"What's funny?" He inquired, voice laced with irritation as he glared at the older.

"YOU ARE!" Tyler continued to laugh, his body falling on the bed, hands on the stomach.

"Damn. Are you for real?" Tyler said in disbelief, eyes looking like crescents.

Tristan rolled his eyes, feeling a bit annoyed. "I'm serious. When are we going to stop drinking people's blood and killing them in the process?"

Tyler suddenly stopped laughing, hearing the seriousness in his voice. His eyes stared at the younger's brown ones.

"Tris, we won't stop. Never. Well, if you still want to live." Tyler stood from the bed, walking back to the mirror to fix himself again.

"Why? Is that the reason why you insisted on not drinking blood tonight? Are you trying to kill yourself?" Tyler glared at him from the mirror.

Tristan sighed, half of that is true. He didn't want to keep on drinking and killing humans just to stay alive. And the other half is the fact that he couldn't bring himself to drink other blood after having a taste of the officer. His body seemed to reject other human blood, reacting negatively to the taste.

Last night, he went out to feed himself, looking for a perfect target. He was able to corner a young man on an alley, and tried sucking his blood. The moment his fangs sink in, he felt himself get dizzy, his surroundings turning black, almost making him faint. He quickly retracted his fangs, the young man instantly falling on the ground, unconscious but not dead.

Tristan felt his stomach swirl and found himself vomiting on the pavement, letting out the little amount of blood he drank from the man as if it was a poison to his body. He did not tell Tyler about this, but tonight might be the perfect time to open up especially if his body was starting to lose energy from starvation.

"Brother, is it possible to find a human who can feed you over and over again... without dying?" He asked, avoiding Tyler's gaze.

"What do you mean?" Tyler walked near him, analyzing his face.

"I mean, for example, you drink his blood but only a little amount." Tristan fidgeted on his seat.

"You know that won't satisfy you." Tyler rolled his eyes, finally taking a seat beside Tristan.

"But what if it does? Just a drop and you can feel full already, like you've drunk a whole person's blood!" Tristan explained, hands doing all sorts of things out of frustration. There's a moment of silence, Tyler just staring at Tristan and vice versa. The older is analyzing Tristan's face, trying to find answers in them.

"Is this from experience, Tris?" Tyler whispered, eyes boring a hole on the younger's face.

Tristan averted his gaze, letting it settle on his clasped hands on top of his lap.

"Look at me." Tyler cupped his face and turned it so they're facing each other.

"Have you found someone like that?" Tyler asked, eyes deeply staring at Tristan's confused ones.

The brunette held his breath, not sure if he's going to tell him or not. He closed his eyes, not wanting to make eye contact because his brother might find the truth in them.

"Tris." Tyler's voice held firmness, making Tristan open his eyes.

He sighed, a resigned one, before slowly nodding his head.

"...I found this...this man who has a very unique scent. I...was able to drink his blood, a little... But Ty! Just from that small amount, I regained strength, something I haven't experienced before." He explained, voice a bit hesitant and unsure.

"Who is this man?"

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"Chief Peterson!"

James turned around to look at his subordinate, rushing to his side.

"Officer Jonathan." He acknowledged, tapping his shoulders a little.

"The victim is up." Jonathan announced, making James smile, a triumphant one.

"Let's go." The chief's strides were long and fast, Jonathan following behind as they walk past the hallways of the hospital, stopping in front of room 204. James knocked twice before opening the door. He was instantly greeted by a man lying on the hospital bed and another man on the sofa.

"Good morning sir." both men said, offering a seat to the both of them.

"How are you feeling... Mr. Dominic?" James read the files in hand, the victim's profile.

The man smiled, a dimple showing on his handsome face.

"I'm okay now sir, fit to give my statement."

James nodded his head. He turned his gaze to Jonathan who had a pen and notebook ready with a recorder in his lap.

"We're going to write down everything you're going to say and I hope you don't mind if we record it as well." James stated, eyes asking permission which Dominic gladly accepted.

"Sure. No problem with me. Is it okay if my friend stays here?" Dominic asked, eyes gazing over his friend who's just looking at them.

James apologetically smiled at the man, who instantly understood.

"Okay, okay. I'm going out anyways." the man said, walking to the door with a weird looking purse on his waist.

"Thanks Bry! Buy me some snacks." Dominic called out before his friend went out of the room, leaving the three behind.

Dominic cleared his throat. "So, shall we start?"

James nodded his head, tapping Jonathan's shoulders who automatically turned on the recorder.

"Tell us what happened." James stated, eyes looking at Dominic. His eyes gazed down the man's neck with strange marks very familiar to him.

"Who did that to you?"

Dominic started opening his mouth to reveal what has happened to him. He gave information that will help James solve the previous cases they have. The talk was longer than usual and everything was recorded as an evidence. The chief finally ended the interrogation after getting everything out of Dominic.

"Thank you for cooperating." James shook Dominic's hand.

"I hope I was able to help, even though I sound like a total lunatic for telling those weird things." Dominic smiled, a bit apologetic.

"No. You're story fits in all the possibilities we have in mind. Thank you." James stood, Jonathan following.

"Officer Jonathan, stay here and guard Dominic. We don't know when will the attacker come back." James instructed, making Jonathan nod his head.

"Yes, sir."

"I'll be going." James said, looking at Dominic who just smiled back. He took his leave, closing the door behind.

"...so, hi?" Dominic awkwardly said, smiling shyly at the officer who's left to guard him.

"uhmm. Hello?" Jonathan greeted back with the same awkwardness.

And the room was filled with silence.

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"He bit me on my neck. That's the last thing I remembered before I lose consciousness."

James sighed, finally turning off the recorder after the third time of listening to it. He felt so exhausted from all the things happening lately, not to mention, another dead man was found in a motel room, same scenario. The victim was identified to be Ivan Parker, a dentist. Same marks were found on his neck, still no blood on the crime scene. All the victims with the same marks were dead, except for Dominic which James found a bit odd.

Why would the vampire leave him unconscious on an alley, not really killing him?

James shrugged his shoulders at the word.

Vampire.

Dominic was the one who said his attacker was a vampire, well that's what he believed. It could just be out of his delusional state when the attacker tried killing him, or it can also be true. The chief sighed once more, having the sudden urge to drink away his worries. He kept the recorder inside his drawer, locking it properly. He turned off the lights to his office before heading out of the station and into his car.

James needed to have at least a couple of shots so he could sleep from all the things running in his mind. He found himself parking his car in front of the pub, where he was three days ago. He has changed into his normal clothes to avoid attention as he finally entered the establishment. There are a lot of people inside but his eyes instantly scanned the crowd, hoping to see a familiar face. He sighed, finally stepping near the counter, ordering a shot of tequila. He silently drank, looking back at the crowd from time to time, checking on the possibilities that a certain brunette might be there again.

James found himself pathetic. If only he had gotten the beauty's number and name, he wouldn't have trouble finding him. He sipped on his drink, finally giving up all hopes. He ordered once more, wanting to drink away his frustration.

He was on his fourth glass, when he felt a soft hand tapping on his shoulder. He turned around, only to be met by a beautiful face, smiling at him sweetly.

"Are you waiting for me, officer?" his voice was seductive, sending chills down the officer's spine.

"H-hey." He muttered, almost breathless, feeling the brunette's hand landing on his lap. The beauty smiled, naughtily gliding a hand on his toned thighs, almost touching his cock.

"I've been waiting for you to show up officer." the beauty leaned closer to his ears, licking the base with his hot tongue.

James groaned, feeling his dick twitch. He grabbed the brunette's hand and placed it over his now huge bulge. Tristan gasped at his bold move, grinning seductively as he palmed him above his jeans.

"You're always so eager, officer." He licked his ear once more while his hand worked over his cock.

"Let's continue where we left off, shall we?"

James nodded his head, almost dragging the brunette up the second floor where the private rooms were.

The beauty giggled, loving the feeling of the officer's warm hands clasped on his own. They entered a room and like hungry animals, they instantly connected their lips, hungrily eating each other's face. The officer pinned the brunette on the closed door a little harsher with his own body, wanting to feel his burning flesh on his own. He moaned at the soft touch of their lips, feeling a hot sensation building in his lower abdomen. Their movement was rushed, peeling off each other's clothes until they're both stark naked.

The beauty delved his tongue inside the sweet cavern, loving the way the officer's tongue dance and mingle with his own, their saliva mixing. With quick hands, James lifted the beauty, holding him by his slim waist, letting his slender legs wrap around his torso. He gripped his plump ass to support, earning a deep sexy moan from the beauty that only turned him on more.

James felt the brunette's hard shaft pressed on his abs as he clung to him, their naked bodies grinding for friction. Tristan could feel the officer's dick poking his hole which sent chills in his spine as they walked near the bed, still carrying him.

James slowly laid the brunette on the mattress, eyeing every part of him with admiration.

He's beautiful.

He had this look that drives James wild, seducing him to do indescribable things which he never thought he would be capable of doing. He wanted to wreck him, pound him like a dog in heat until both of them lose energy, wasted and unable to move. He wanted to fill him with his cock until he shouted his name over and over again, make him whimper and cry of delight with each thrust.

This carnal desire made him crazy, and he'll die if he won't taste him tonight.

"Are you just gonna stand there and stare?" the brunette licked his lips, inviting the officer to touch him. He shamelessly spread his legs, giving the officer a perfect view of his pink hole, clenching to nothing.

James gulped, eyes fixated on the seductress on the bed. He slowly hovered on top, not breaking eye contact. His monstrous cock is dying to be inside, but he won't rush. He wanted to taste every part of the brunette, lick him all over his body, mark him as his.

"You're driving me mad." James whispered as their face met, breathing hot and ragged. His gaze landed on the brown orbs filled with lust only for him.

"Who are you? And what are you doing to me?" He continued, planting soft kisses on the beauty's face, trailing down to his half parted lips.

The brunette moaned as James kissed his lips once more, exploring his sweet cavern with his wild tongue. The kiss was carnal, intense, and full of passion and he thought he'll drown. The officer's lips traveled down his neck, sucking and leaving marks over his flawless skin. His mouth traveled down, landing on the brunette's pink buds, hard and ready to be sucked.

James enveloped his nipples inside his hot mouth, sucking like a hungry child, making the beauty whimper as waves of pleasure traveled down his now aching cock.

"A-aahh" the brunette moaned as his hand touched his soaking cock while still sucking his now swollen nipples.

James stroke him, his expert hands moving up and down his shaft, the brunette instantly bucking his hips in rhythm.

"F-fuck...just like that." the beauty moaned, his body reacting wildly at the man's touch. He could no longer think clearly of the real reason why he had shown up in front of the officer again. His body was in heat, an incredible feeling he had never experienced before. He stilled, feeling a finger slowly entering his hole.

"FUCK!" He arched his back, trying to be accustomed with the foreign feeling in his ass.

James groaned at the heat covering his finger as he moved in and out of the throbbing hole. His other hand busy pumping the beauty's cock, while his other one abused his puckering ass.

"You're fucking tight." James mumbled, inserting another finger inside, making the brunette arch his back even more from too much pleasure.

"Oh shit!" He gripped the sheets as James rammed his fingers in and out, drilling him. He arched his back, feeling his cum rushing out of his cock, spurting on his stomach and some on the officer's handsome face.

"F-fuck!" he panted, feeling exhausted even more. He wanted to suck the chief's blood now or else he's going to faint.

The beauty felt James spread his legs even more, his hard cock pressing on his entrance.

"I can't hold on any longer." James whispered, slamming his dick in an instant. He pushed up to the hilt, making the brunette whimper in mix pain and pleasure as his hole was filled with his monstrous cock, stretching him.

"OH FUCK! JAMES!" the brunette rolled his eyes in pleasure, his hole clenching hard around his cock.

James was so lost in the heat and tightness surrounding his cock that he let slip of the fact that the brunette called him by his name, which he hadn't told him before. He stared at the blissful face of the beauty, mouth parted from pleasure. He started moving in and out in slow pace, loving the heat of their body as they become one, dancing in a rhythm that only the two of them could hear.

James stared at his cock, amazed at how it disappeared inside the brunette's ass whenever he thrust harshly. He fastened the pace, thrusting like an animal in heat.

"Fuck! Harder! F-fuck..." the brunette was delirious, eyes closed as he felt the rapid movement of the man on top of him, abusing and wrecking him.

"Y-you're so tight, babe. So fucking tight!" James gritted his teeth, ramming his dick harder, hitting the beauty's sensitive spot that made him growl.

"Oh my god! Aaahh!" the beauty arched his back like a perfect bow as James kept on hitting that spot that sent him curling his toes in pure bliss.

Few more intense and rapid thrusts and the brunette came again, his body limping on the bed as James continued to fuck him, also nearing his release. Tristan pulled the man's head closer to his, kissing him hungrily. He knows that he's gonna cum, and the beauty has to act fast.

His lips traveled down the chief's neck, licking and nipping as he kept on ramming inside of him.

"I-I'm close." James whispered, pace even getting faster, beating the beauty's hole even more.

He thrusted hard, feeling his cum rushing out of his cock, filling the beauty's ass. The brunette took the opportunity to sink in his fangs on the chief's exposed neck, eyes instantly changing to yellowish red at the taste. He felt his body burning, his hunger being fed so good he came once more.

"Oh fuck!" James groaned, feeling the beauty bit him on the neck, sending him on the edge as his cum continued to spurt out of his cock.

Tristan retracted his fangs, feeling full and energized, his strength in ten folds. James let himself fall on top of the beauty, feeling exhausted as he panted heavily. He pulled out his cock, groaning a little at the loss of contact. He had never thought sex could be so satisfying as this. He buried his head on the beauty's neck, loving his addicting smell.

The brunette calmed himself, his breathing turning normal as he shut his eyes, wanting to savor the amazing feeling of having the man in his arms. The two fell asleep in that position, no one saying a single word. They let themselves fall asleep in the silence of the night, loving the feeling of their beating hearts.