Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 6
Title: Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 6
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 880
Follows from Part 5
Everett woke to a not warm, but not cool, hand stroking his belly with danger of going lower. He nudged his hips up towards that hand on its downward path and heard a quiet laugh.
“Are you awake sweetling?”
Stretching his arms up from under the warmth of the blanket, he brought them down again and nestled back into the body behind him, “m’be.”
There was another quiet laugh and a kiss to behind his ear followed by a sigh, “Then we must inform Sonya to come do the last part for your medical assessment. Do not be alarmed if I growl, it’s a possessive thing amongst my kind.” The body behind him moved to get up.
“Don’t,” Everett inwardly cringed at how needy that sounded and swallowed, “I’m feeling a bit …” There was no other word for it but he changed it as a word did come, “dependent, right now and I’ve got this needle phobia thing going.”
“It’s probably not a good thing for me to be near another of my kind if they are drawing blood from you. It will make Sonya nervous,” was said hesitantly.
Everett blinked and sat up holding the blanket to his chest like a shy maiden, really looking at the other male. The eyes were intense, pupils blow wide. There was a faint blush to the cheeks and looking at the lips, you really couldn’t tell that this wasn’t an everyday person you could meet on the street.
“Do you burn if you’re out in the sun? You know, like the myths say.”
A smile pulled at the other’s lips, “I would be running around like a man being chased by bees looking for shade.” Those lips opened a bit wider, “The sun bites.”
A thought came to Everett, “What time is it?” he asked with worry casting his eyes around for a clock. “You’re not going to have to go out in the sun are you?”
“I’m in no danger, sweetling.”
There was a knock at the door and the woman, ‘Sonya’, he told himself, entered carrying a tray with more juice and a cloth napkin laid over small objects. ‘Discretion, yeah, mustn’t scare the needle phobe.’
“How do you feel?”
“I’m okay.” He tried for a smile, “I know what’s behind the napkin, Oh Great and Mighty Oz.”
Sonya full out grinned at him. “And here I thought I could mislead you with the juice.”
He played along, “Jooo-ce. Ummmm. Yes joooce.” There was a laugh from the other side of the room.
“Connell, you really should be leaving now. Stephen is waiting in the car,” Sonya said in reproof.
There was a growl, “I will stay until after the blood is drawn and he is dressed.”
“Everett. My name is Everett,” was said with a raised chin earning him a smile from one and a sighed shaking of the head from the other.
“My self control is flawless. I was safe with him last time. He’ll be quite safe with me this time and I’ve already drawn a blood specimen from him once.” She stopped, rising fast as Connell came across the room towards her.
“People? I’m right here. See me? I’m drinking my juice,” brought both heads around to look at him. “Ooooh, scary.” Everett pointed his finger at one of the two fanged faces, “You were right. And you’re being scary. I can do this. You should go.”
“Are you sure, pet?”
“Yes.” He flipped his hand in a shoo motion towards the door and after Connell looked at him for a few minutes more before heading towards the door, he gave a soft, “Thank you.”
Connell turned from the hall and smiled at him, “Next time?”
“Yes.”
Everett turned to Sonya, “Okay,” he drew in a breath, “let’s do the bloodletting and then let’s dish.”
Sonya frowned, “Dish?”
“Stephen’s his consort? And he doesn’t mind that Connell,” Everett asked uncertainly at the presumption, “and I are doing the sex thing while he’s feeding?”
There was a smile, “The ‘sex thing while feeding’ is quite normal, it sweetens the blood of the donor. It’s also normal for a certain possessiveness to come into play if there’s another of us close to our recent meal.” She paused, “You did that very well, defusing the situation.”
“Do your kind,” he was pussyfooting around the vampire word, “ever share blood donors while feeding?” he asked hesitantly.
“Not usually. There is only so much blood available that can be taken safely from one person.” The needle was slipped in smoothly and Everett did not watch.
“There isn’t a website or anything where I could learn this? I feel very stupid.”
Sonya stood up, “Ah, but then what would one talk about after feeding?” she said smiling. “I’ll leave you to finish your juice and get dressed. You don’t need to rush. The results should be available at the medical clinic within a few days. You should call for a follow up. We will be informed of the results by them as well but call us if you have any questions and, if you still want, to set up your next meeting with your diner.” Moving towards the door, “Remember, you can request a different diner if you change your mind.”
Continues here Part 7
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 880
Follows from Part 5
Everett woke to a not warm, but not cool, hand stroking his belly with danger of going lower. He nudged his hips up towards that hand on its downward path and heard a quiet laugh.
“Are you awake sweetling?”
Stretching his arms up from under the warmth of the blanket, he brought them down again and nestled back into the body behind him, “m’be.”
There was another quiet laugh and a kiss to behind his ear followed by a sigh, “Then we must inform Sonya to come do the last part for your medical assessment. Do not be alarmed if I growl, it’s a possessive thing amongst my kind.” The body behind him moved to get up.
“Don’t,” Everett inwardly cringed at how needy that sounded and swallowed, “I’m feeling a bit …” There was no other word for it but he changed it as a word did come, “dependent, right now and I’ve got this needle phobia thing going.”
“It’s probably not a good thing for me to be near another of my kind if they are drawing blood from you. It will make Sonya nervous,” was said hesitantly.
Everett blinked and sat up holding the blanket to his chest like a shy maiden, really looking at the other male. The eyes were intense, pupils blow wide. There was a faint blush to the cheeks and looking at the lips, you really couldn’t tell that this wasn’t an everyday person you could meet on the street.
“Do you burn if you’re out in the sun? You know, like the myths say.”
A smile pulled at the other’s lips, “I would be running around like a man being chased by bees looking for shade.” Those lips opened a bit wider, “The sun bites.”
A thought came to Everett, “What time is it?” he asked with worry casting his eyes around for a clock. “You’re not going to have to go out in the sun are you?”
“I’m in no danger, sweetling.”
There was a knock at the door and the woman, ‘Sonya’, he told himself, entered carrying a tray with more juice and a cloth napkin laid over small objects. ‘Discretion, yeah, mustn’t scare the needle phobe.’
“How do you feel?”
“I’m okay.” He tried for a smile, “I know what’s behind the napkin, Oh Great and Mighty Oz.”
Sonya full out grinned at him. “And here I thought I could mislead you with the juice.”
He played along, “Jooo-ce. Ummmm. Yes joooce.” There was a laugh from the other side of the room.
“Connell, you really should be leaving now. Stephen is waiting in the car,” Sonya said in reproof.
There was a growl, “I will stay until after the blood is drawn and he is dressed.”
“Everett. My name is Everett,” was said with a raised chin earning him a smile from one and a sighed shaking of the head from the other.
“My self control is flawless. I was safe with him last time. He’ll be quite safe with me this time and I’ve already drawn a blood specimen from him once.” She stopped, rising fast as Connell came across the room towards her.
“People? I’m right here. See me? I’m drinking my juice,” brought both heads around to look at him. “Ooooh, scary.” Everett pointed his finger at one of the two fanged faces, “You were right. And you’re being scary. I can do this. You should go.”
“Are you sure, pet?”
“Yes.” He flipped his hand in a shoo motion towards the door and after Connell looked at him for a few minutes more before heading towards the door, he gave a soft, “Thank you.”
Connell turned from the hall and smiled at him, “Next time?”
“Yes.”
Everett turned to Sonya, “Okay,” he drew in a breath, “let’s do the bloodletting and then let’s dish.”
Sonya frowned, “Dish?”
“Stephen’s his consort? And he doesn’t mind that Connell,” Everett asked uncertainly at the presumption, “and I are doing the sex thing while he’s feeding?”
There was a smile, “The ‘sex thing while feeding’ is quite normal, it sweetens the blood of the donor. It’s also normal for a certain possessiveness to come into play if there’s another of us close to our recent meal.” She paused, “You did that very well, defusing the situation.”
“Do your kind,” he was pussyfooting around the vampire word, “ever share blood donors while feeding?” he asked hesitantly.
“Not usually. There is only so much blood available that can be taken safely from one person.” The needle was slipped in smoothly and Everett did not watch.
“There isn’t a website or anything where I could learn this? I feel very stupid.”
Sonya stood up, “Ah, but then what would one talk about after feeding?” she said smiling. “I’ll leave you to finish your juice and get dressed. You don’t need to rush. The results should be available at the medical clinic within a few days. You should call for a follow up. We will be informed of the results by them as well but call us if you have any questions and, if you still want, to set up your next meeting with your diner.” Moving towards the door, “Remember, you can request a different diner if you change your mind.”
Continues here Part 7