Snippet #1702772

Fingers were left out in the air, trembling, slightly, as the figure of his lover retreated. No. Don't go. The plaintive cry rang in James head, trying to force itself from his head out into the open air. It did so in the form of a low pained moan. 'Don't leave me, my little golden doll. Take me with you. The pain you leave in my heart is worse than any Drake could possibly inflict, for physical pain will end but this heartbreak will last for eternity.' James stood in a bewildered silence for a moment that stretched on into the misty distance, a second that spiraled into infinity. And then he ran.

James's feet hit the stones, but after a short time he realized that the tight ill fitting shoes were slowing him down. He had to get to Gepetto, before he got to where ever he was going. Where was his golden little sun-on-earth going? James slipped out of his shoes easily, without breaking stride, and continued to run over the bare stones and the occasional rug in his sock clad feet. But after his long moment of staring shell shocked, he couldn't even hear the sounds of his other moving along the corridor. He'd have to resort to less pleasant methods.

Less, desirable methods. But if it helped him find his lovely love before anyone else had the chance to get to him, which might end in his delicate man's death, it would be worth it. James cocked back his head and inhaled deeply through his mouth. The delicious scents of five very human souls wafted up to him. it was dizzyingly painful. Oh God, James suddenly realized how bad his idea had been. So...hungry...James's frame bent forward, eagerly. The hunt. He couldn't catch souls, but he could kill... tear human bodies....So hungry...

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Mmm, Drake leaned forward, watching blood gush from the open wound eagerly. His fingers tightened into fists. Oh, she wasn't dead yet, but soon. Soon, he promised the little hunger in his belly, the hunger that was pushing its way up slowly, blindly, like a little phoenix poking its head from the ashes. His eyes turned to Tom and he took a slight step forward. He didn't want to frighten the human into fleeing before he job was done, but he was so hungry, and here was this soul right there, keening in pain, whining and writhing, just waiting to be eaten. Oh, it made Drake's heart race in excitement. God, he hadn't been so excited in years, maybe not since he'd met his James the first time.