The Artful Match

Brielle wraps her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I didn’t know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiles and accepts her hug. “I’m sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew this would happen and how painful it would be.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You won’t be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Ketan pushes her away before losing control, moving weakly away from her. “Stay back. I’m not in control of myself right now. You shouldn’t even be here. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds out his hand to stop her from coming closer. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago, and now you’re pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you,” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never forgive myself if something happened to you. I’m not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I’ll harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It’s dangerous to tempt fate again.” Despite his warning, Brielle continues walking into the dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I’ve trusted others. I know you won’t kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other pulling her hair aside, exposing her neck. Slowly, he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface, testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts drinking deeply, but as he does, he stops and lifts his face, crying while holding Brielle against his body. Blood leaks from the bite marks and drips down his chin. Her body, now lifeless, is held up by Ketan. She begins to slide forward as deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess-style in his lap, rocking back and forth, crying fresh tears.