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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Wednesday, Day Two of Two

At Fandom, the sun reached its highest point in the sky. Down (or was it up?) here in the dungeon, a next day broke, each hour occupying the space of only half. It was only noticeable to those with keen senses, or those who might've kept an eye on the fireplaces: the figurines had switched places again as night changed.

Well. It might have also been noticeable to anyone who'd wandered into a room with a sky and a visible sun.

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The bite mark went over Alec's head for right now, which was why he leaned in for the kiss. It was only after he pulled away that he remembered to ask, distractedly, "Did you go somewhere?"

"Didn't you?" Sparkle exalted in that kiss, a quick flash of warmth against otherwise cold lips. "And you brought presents, too. You spoil me, Alec, you really do."

And the cold lips... well, it was a dungeon. Lots of people were cold.

But most of them would have had a heartbeat that Alec could feel while he was kissing them.

"...Sparkle?"

"Well, who else would it be?" Sparkle's smile had broadened by the time he pulled back, parted lips revealing a fangy grin. "Yesterday was interesting, you know? The people you meet around here, really..."

He continued smirking a moment more, and then, abruptly, his face fell into a pout.

"She bit me, Alec. She offered me death or cake and I didn't even get any cake. How's that for a fucking ripoff?"

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"Angel," Alec swore -- and no, it was not a term of endearment at the moment. "You're a vampire. Sparkle, I'm so sorry."

Vampires in Alec's world were law-abiding creatures, for the most part - being turned didn't necessarily constitute a personality change. The transition came with a sun allergy, a thirst for blood and an allergy to religion, sure, but not much else. Alec, then, was under the impression that this situation called for condolences, not pleading to be spared.

Alec was most likely mistaken.

"S'been a shitty week," Sparkle decided, frowning down at the ground. "You know, I kinda liked things like daytime and... I dunno... hamburgers. Can I even eat hamburgers anymore? She never told me. I'm gonna hope I can still eat hamburgers."

Hamburger fixation. It was probably healthier than talking about how badly he wanted to tear out Alec's jugular, right there in the middle of camp.

"You can, but you won't like them," Alec said matter-of-factly. "You'd be better off finding a butcher for animal blood."

Asking about hamburgers seemed like a weird question, though.

"Are you... okay, though?"

"Hungry," Sparkle admitted, eyes flicking to Alec's throat for barely an instant before he looked away again. "So damn hungry. Haven't eaten since. Not really. I could've stayed there, maybe, but I didn't want to. Didn't want to look at her fucking face again."

So... not particularly okay.

Right. Because it wasn't like he could find a butcher here.

Newly-turned vampires were supposed to have a hard time controlling themselves. Alec, at least, could stop Sparkle if it came to that. As long as Sparkle only drank some of Alec's blood and didn't go too far or turn him...

He hesitated, then finally gestured to himself, looking unsure but resigned. "Do you want...?"

Oh, Alec. You were helping Sparkle's inclination to ration along quite nicely, you know that?

"... You'd be okay with that?"

This was Sparkle's vulnerable face. His half-starved, totally vulnerable, honest, face.

"If you're going to starve otherwise, then yeah." Alec didn't look thrilled about it or anything, but he couldn't see another option right now. "This once. Carefully. And - when we get out of here, we'll find you a butcher shop in Fandom or something, but for now, if it's an emergency..."

Sparkle nodded, almost desperately, looking at Alec with wide, pleading eyes.

"It is. It is. I can hear everyone's hearts beating, it's driving me fucking crazy, Alec. So, so fucking crazy and when they walk by it's all I can do not to grab them. You know what that's like? I like these people. I don't want to eat them."

That was only partly bullshit, surprisingly enough.

Well, that settled it, then. "So... do what you have to do," Alec said, before glancing down at his shirt - the only shirt he had in this place. He decided it was probably best not to get blood on it, so he pulled it up and over his head, discarding it on the ground.

Yes, Sparkle. You got shirtless vampire noms. Weren't you lucky?

And then there was a hesitant neck-tilt.

Oh, that wasn't going to do anything to kill Sparkle's appetite, Alec. He even licked his lips and shot Alec another grin before leaning over and whispering in Alec's ear.

"Yummy."

And then he was moving his face to Alec's throat and biting. He was so damn hungry, and a throat offered wasn't going to be passed up. No fucking way.

Alec couldn't deny it -- it hurt. But he let Sparkle do what he needed to do, and he waited. He didn't know if he could heal in this place like normal, so he didn't want to risk it by waiting too long, but he gave it a minute or two and hoped Sparkle would be able to stop on his own.

And then it was enough, so he gave a soft whimper and said firmly, "Sparkle."

Sparkle froze for a moment, eyes closed, mouth full of blood, game-face on. The breather was talking. The prey was talking, but that whimper before the word had been so very much more appealing. He wanted to hear more of those. He wanted to drink his prey dry and dance with the body. He wanted...

Wanted...

That wasn't a whimper of his own as Sparkle gave one last swallow and then let Alec's throat go, leaning back and licking his lips as his face returned to normal. It wasn't. But it was close.

Somewhat dazed but mostly relieved that that had worked, Alec pressed his hand tightly to the bite. "Better?" he checked -- because that was productive, unlike complaining about his own condition would be.

"Better," Sparkle echoed, though for a moment he sounded dubious about that. "You okay?"

He didn't care. He didn't. Alec was meat. Alec was prey.

But he cared. He did. It grabbed at him and twisted at his chest as he became all too aware that he'd enjoyed that.

But why shouldn't he enjoy that?

"I'm okay."

Freaked out, and kind of desperate for another Shadowhunter to talk to about what had just happened -- but the blood loss, at least, wasn't overwhelming.

"It'll be daylight soon," he said lamely after a moment. "If I have any sense of what time it is here. You should probably rest."

"Yeah. Yeah... I probably should..."

He didn't want rest. He wanted to hunt. He wanted to sink his teeth deep into people's throats and revel in the bloodshed. He wanted to kill.

All the more reason for him to go rest, perhaps.

"You rest, too?"

Alec shook his head. "I'm okay," he promised. "I'll... be on watch in case anything comes by." Because that happened so often. "You sleep, I don't mind."

"Right. I'll hunt down an alcove or something and crash, I guess. Not for long. Never a dull moment, I wouldn't want to miss anything good."

He hesitated for a moment, and then leaned forward one more time, soliciting a kiss from Alec with his bloodied lips.

On instinct, Alec recoiled - then felt bad about it, but didn't exactly move closer, either. "Your mouth," he mumbled, staring down. "Later, okay?"

Sparkle blinked, confused, and then raised a hand to his lips, glancing down fingers with streaks of crimson across the tips and then nodding, just a little.

"Later."

Being a vampire sucked, so far. Good to know.

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