Alvaro felt Vlad's body slowly crawling over his own. His heart was pounding, and he held his breath.
The smell of Vlad's body, like wet forest wood, filled his nose. Sometimes the man smelled like soft cinnamon, but tonight his scent was slightly different.
Alvaro smelled a sharp odor...
He stared at Vlad, who was now on top of him. The vampire's gray hair fell beside his head. The vampire's gaze was calm.
They stayed in silence for a few seconds, making the atmosphere awkward for Alvaro. He swallowed hard. His legs went weak when Vlad placed his hands beside his head.
"Y-you're not going to touch me, right?" said Alvaro.
Vlad still stared calmly, without speaking.
After a moment, the vampire smiled, bringing his lips closer to Alvaro's neck.
Alvaro closed his eyes, holding his breath, feeling the vampire's cold breath at the base of his neck.
"I want it," whispered Vlad.
Alvaro's heart pounded. But he didn't answer.
