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The door thunked closed behind Chris, yet he didn't bother calling out to announce his presence to his partner; Peter would have heard him, anyway, and relations had been decidedly strained between them of late. Peter had revealed his true vampiric nature and expected Chris to also change; Chris had refused. Chris sighed and made his way into the kitchen, where a pair of hands grabbed him, strong and implacable and Peter slammed him up against the fridge. Chris only had time to yell out once, before Peter's mouth latched onto his throat, and fangs slid deeply into his jugular.
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Author's Note: written for WattVampires' Sire's Day Writing Challenge. I don't follow enough people, or have enough followers, to tag anyone, so unfortunately am unable to do that bit!
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