A Twist of A Vampire’s Fate III

A Thousand Years in One Heartbeat
 
TÂRGU MURE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
Recea, Romania
 
Naynina felt the airplane’s tires hitting the tarmac. She slowly opened her eyes. She realized during the eleven hour journey, she managed to utilize Vasile’s chest wall as her pillow.
 
“Did you enjoy your slumber, Naynina?”
 
Naynina tilted her face upward toward Vasile.
Vasile looked down at Naynina’s enviable lips.
Naynina removed the IPOD earbuds from out her ears.
 
“Yes, thank you, and I apologize, I used your hard body as my pleasure.”
“Imagine if your head were positioned a tad lower, than I guess it would have been my pleasure.”
 
Vasile winked at Naynina.
 
Naynina blushed behind Vasile’s teasing comment. She realigned her position in her chair. She lifted her purse near her thigh, opened it, and placed her IPOD inside. She closed her purse and placed it on the table in front of her seat. She turned in her seat to face Vasile.
 
“Here at last.”
“Are you perhaps meeting someone here to make sure you arrive at your destination safely?”
“No, however, there will be a car awaiting the arrival of my presence once I get outside the terminal. And I must say it has been a pleasure to have shared my space with you.”
 
Vasile’s concentration was lost on listening to the rush of blood coursing through the arteries in Naynina’s neck. The excitement in her speech echoing in her heartbeat. Eleven hours of inhaling the fresh scent of a virgin hindered his mental impartment to think clearly. He wondered why he couldn’t glamour her mind, bend her way of thinking. Dammit, had plans for her to walk off this airplane hand-in-hand with him. He needed to feed, and his first bite he would have love to have originated from the young virgin sitting at his side; who would be fleeing his presence sooner than expected.
 
“I would like to see you again Naynina. I could be your tour guide to many castles unknown.”
“That concept sounds fabulous, however, several students including myself are exclusive guests of a Mr. Dracon Constantine.”
 
Vasile coughed.
 
“As in Professor Dracon Constantine.”
“Yes. I’ve read his fabulous bio on Romania Mythology. His credits of teaching are legendary. I’ve read in his resume he teaches a night class at Babes-Bolyai University.”
 
“He and I both teach night classes at Babes-Bolyai University.”
“I feel honored to have a vast of knowledge to assist me with my thesis at my fingertips.”
“I will make sure, all the knowledge of vampirism meets your credentials.”
“Thank you.”
“You will.”
 
Naynina noticed Vasile’s skin took on a pale hue than their first encounter.
A stream of blood trickled down from one of Vasile’s nostrils.
 
“Oh my goodness, are you all right?” Naynina pointed one of her fingers to Vasile’s nose. “You have a nose bleed.”
 
Fuck, Vasile thought.
 
Vasile lifted a black handkerchief from out the breast pocket of his black double-breasted Armani suit jacket. He blanketed his nose with it.
 
“You may want to pitch your nostrils. I get them at times, and that usually helps.”
 
His hunger to feed was consuming him. His body was becoming weak.
Vasile removed the handkerchief. He stuffed it back inside the breast pocket of his suit jacket.
 
“The air in Romania tends to render me incapacitated at times.”
“Is there anything I could do?”
“Actually, yes there is.”
“What is it?
“Have dinner with me this evening.”
“Could I take a raincheck, until tomorrow? This evening I would like to explore Romania’s countryside alone.”
“As you wish. I guess I would have to wait one more day to taste you, pardon me, see you.”
“The first concept, I would not have felt offended in the least.”
 
Naynina’s eyes shifted from Vasile’s intense eyes. She looked on as many of the seated passengers rose form his or her seat and lifted the overheard compartment door.
 
Most of the passengers began to retrieve their small carryon bags.
Vasile did not want to release the company of his female companion.
 
“Could I at least interest you in joining me for a drink in one of the airport pubs before your transportation whisk you away.”
“I see no harm in that.”
“You are of legal consent.”
“All over.”
 
Vasile smiled behind the hidden meaning of Naynina’s meaning.
 
“Smart man for me to find out.”
“You do appear to be an intelligent man.”
“Quite so.”
 
Naynina lifted her purse from off the table and stood.
Vasile leaned his head in and smelled the aroma of Naynina’s person.
So fucking fresh he thought.
Naynina’s skirt rose up the back of her legs.
 
Vasile noticed smooth bronze pigmented skin. He wished the skirt hiked up a little farther. He wondered did she have on any panties.
 
Naynina attempted to pull her luggage out. She nicked her finger on the tip of her spiral notebook. Her finger began to bleed.
 
“Shit.”
 
She turned around.
 
Blood dripped down the side of her finger.
 
Vasile’s fangs instantly descended. He quickly covered his mouth with his palm.
 
“Here allow me to assist you.”
 
Vasile quickly rose from his seat. He lifted Naynina’s finger to his lips. His mouth covered her index finger. He suckled her finger. He closed his eyes to the much needed supplement.
Fairy’s Blood was the first assumption that came to mind.
His internal insides felt regenerated.
 
“Excuse me you two, but there are children departing this flight and looking upon this vulgar scene.”
 
Vasile slowly released Naynina’s finger from out the imprisonment of his mouth. His fangs retracted. He turned toward the Flight Attendant. He looked down into her eyes.
 
“You never seen this happen. Turn and walk away.”
 
The flight attendant silently nodded her head in compliance.
 
“You two have a pleasant day.”
 
The flight attendant turned and walk away.
 
Vasile turned around slowly. He was prepared for the many questions he would find in Naynina’s eyes.
 
“About what just...”
“A man with a blood fetish, wow. And I thought my fetish was outlandish.”
“Oh.” Vasile arched his eyebrows. “Mind me for asking, but what is the beautiful woman’s fixation?”
“It requires fangs.”
“I think I need to keep you closer to me than first appeared.”
“Well in order for that to happen, I think we need to advance to the next step. It appears we are the last two still uncounted for.”
 
Vasile turned around.
 
The airplane looked deserted. He turned back around to face Naynina.
 
“So it appears we are.”
 
His centuries old body never felt more alive than it did at this moment in time he thought.
 
Vasile stepped behind Naynina. He lifted her overnight traveling bag from out the cramped overhead compartment. He placed the strap over his shoulder. He backed out the small space into the aisle.
 
Naynina rose on the balls of her feet and removed several notebooks, and her briefcase. She positioned the leather strap over her shoulder.  She lifted her purse from off the table and placed the strap over her shoulder blade. She walked out the narrow space and made her way into the aisle.
 
Vasile followed behind. He looked down at Naynina’s rounded derrière showcased in her form fitted skirt.
 
Fairy Blood in this day and time? Shit, his luck could not be better than that he thought.
 
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Later That Evening
 
Dracon looked over at the mounted grandfather clock. He assumed some of his invited guests would began arriving at any moment. He looked down at the festive table Mordecai prepared in advance. He lifted the goblet of blood to his lips and took a sip. He swirled the smooth elixir inside his mouth and allowed it to gallop down his throat. He looked down into the goblet. He wanted virgin blood. For the Blood Bordello the Authority has erected for the vampire community. He would thought by now, he would have encountered a virgin in these parts. The threat to contact Hepatitis V is something real to any vampire. Therefore, if he did suckle the blood of a virgin, other than from the neck of his one and true love, then what?
 
Mordecai stepped inside the Grand Dining Room.
 
“Sir, the guests are beginning to arrive.”
“Thank you Mordecai.”
 
His manservant turned and walked away.
 
Dracon lifted the goblet of blood up to his lips and drank the remaining contents inside. He placed his goblet near his place setting and walked out the dining room.
 
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