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“Again?” Sakura confronted the Uchiha in his apartment who had removed his head from the neck of the unconscious woman on the couch he was feasting on, licking his lips that were stained with blood. So, this is where he took her. Sakura frowned.
“Couldn’t you find your own prey? I’ve been having my eye on her all night.”
“She chose to come with me, who am I to turn down free food?”
Shouldn’t you be drinking with all your other higher-ups than stealing mine from clubs and bars?
Sakura pouted, it wasn’t her fault that humans were instantly drawn to him. He was an Uchiha and had an unfair advantage. Any human would choose him over vampires like her. “Fine, it’s still late. I’m sure I can find someone else.”
“We could share.”
“That would kill her.”
“I wasn’t talking about her.” Sasuke stalked towards her until she found herself backed up against a wall. She knew that look, and she'll be damned than give him any satisfaction.
“I refuse!” Her stomach gurgled.
“You’re hungry.”
“Yeah, and who’s fault is that.” Sakura poked him on his chest, and he smirked unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt to expose his neck. His other arm caged her by the head leaning closer. “Go ahead, I’ve eaten so I should be more than satisfactory.”
Sakura felt herself go woozy by his scent; it wasn't fair. He couldn't keep torturing her like this.
“Do you thrive off this? Stealing my food, starving me so I’ll come crawling to you?”
“I don’t steal your food.”
Sure, you don’t. Still, what other choice did she have? Whilst she would love nothing more than to snub him, her hunger was calling, and she couldn't control herself anymore. Sakura fisted his blouse and roughly yanked him down as if to show how angry she still was before sinking her fangs into his neck humming at the relish of his taste.
He tasted so damn good.
She had only planned to drink a little and be on her way but forgotten just how good his blood tasted. It had been a few months since she last drank from him.
Sasuke didn't even flinch when she sank her fangs in, rather gently cupping the back of her head and massaging her scalp. “Am I that additive?” If she could, Sakura would have growled but all she could do was concentrate on drinking as much as she could to satisfy her hunger. He was the one who starved her anyway, it was the least he could do.
She pulled back after finishing her meal, blood-stained on her lips so Sasuke swiftly wiped it with his thumb. She froze at the gesture and quickly turned away to walk out the door and never show up again.
It was a bad idea to have shown up, to begin with.
“Maybe one day you’ll let me feed on you too.” Sasuke licks his thumb watching her halt, Sakura turns her head back to look at him trying to find some sort of trace of him joking. Except there was no sign.
“Funny, the only way you’ll be able to feed on me is if we’re bonded.” Normal vampires couldn’t feed off each other, only from higher clans such as the Uchiha, Hyūga and Uzumaki. Being bonded on the other hand allowed mates to feed off one another.
“And that’s what I’m proposing.” Except why would he want to bond with her? Was this why he was always stealing her meals?
“You can’t keep denying the sexual tension Sakura.”
“Good night, Sasuke.” No matter, she'll never be bonded to such an egotistic bastard.