#ft. sami

the   stickiness   of   the   blood   on   his   fingertips   is…         well,   it's   disorienting.         jasper   hasn't   fed   on   a   human   in   quite   some   time   and…         the   result   is   a   mess.      the   body   isn't   exactly   unrecognizable,      but   it   is…      quite   different   than   how   he'd   found   it.         his   hunger   had   been   quick,   striking   like   a   snake.      it   had   been   sometime   since   he'd   lost   control   in   such   a   way.      especially   with…   someone   else   around.   

he   glances   up,   blood   staining   his   lips   and   his   hands   and…   well,   most   of   him.         sami   stands   off   to   the   side,      and   jasper   isn't   quite   sure   what   he's   thinking.      he   can   feel   him,   still,   sure.      with   his   gift   –         but   it   doesn't   tell   him   what   the   other   was   thinking.      was   he…   frightened   ?         –         or   was   it   something   more   ?      

❝         i   -         ❞         a   deep   breath   punctuates   his   words   before   he   can   even   really   speak.         the   breath   is   unneeded,      meant   more   to   make   him   feel   better   than   anything   else.      it   doesn't,   though.      the   smell   of   his   victim's   blood   is   still   in   the   air.      sami   crosses   the   room   in   a   swift   step      –   and…   

Sami had been friends with Skye for a while now. They'd met through mutual friends and slowly, as time went on, the two had grown closer and closer. Now, laid out on her bed with his phone in his hand, he completely ignored what she was doing in front of her mirror, instead, he was texting back a number of their friends an perhaps a few girls he'd given his number too. However, when he spotted that dress, the one he'd bought her, he sat up immediately and frowned. "Uh, where the fuck are you going in that?"

Sami wasn't usually one to attend these fancy gatherings. They weren't his scene, especially with all the people in attendance, the fancy drinks or the constant schmoozing with the various businessmen drove him crazy. However, his father had requested he attended and who was he to say no? The man needed him and despite him not being a constant in his life, Sami had attended willingly, bringing along Sage to ensure he had a distraction whenever he'd become too overwhelmed.

He didn't do relationships, she knew that but, he couldn't stay away from her and so she'd become a constant in his life. This was her first time attending one of these parties with him but, he'd bought her a dress for the occasion and one look at her from across the room and he was done for. If he was being honest, Sami just wanted to take her home and take the dress off her, and she wasn't helping with that by rubbing up against him, kissing his cheek and touching him when no one was looking. It was becoming too much but, there was little he could do in a place like this.

As he was talking to his dad's partner, he felt rather than saw her approach, the hand on his back letting him know it was her and not someone he didn't know. Glancing at her to let her knew he'd noticed her, he went back to his conversation and kept the fake smile in place, not at all interested in whatever the older man was rambling on about. It was then he was brought out of his thoughts by a soft breath blown across his cheek as she leaned towards his ear.

“I’m not wearing panties.”