#you trick renfield?? you trick him like a fool???? oh! OH! jail to vampire! jail to vampire for One Thousand Years!!!

[zoophagist]

The guest presses a fingernail to the vein on his throat, but does nothing to open it. He simply taps against it, a clear rhythm of two-one-two-three. His lips move, as if casting a spell, but he doesn't actually voice what he thinks: Water, may it be just water, may it do nothing to quench his thirst, nothing at all. "Sure, sure. Take your fill. Your teeth and nails are strong enough, right?" he says and smiles slyly.

He does not even answer; instantly Renfield's mouth is at the guest's neck. The savagery of teeth biting down into skin is thrilling, uncomplicated by any scruples as he twists and tears to make up for their bluntness. In the release of this beastly hunger there is even a quieting of his guilt, his embarrassment. To bite down and make the flesh part feels so very good.

Lips and tongue work over the broken skin eagerly to suck up the thick, red stream of LIFE coursing through the veins of such a powerful being — life that can be his, can be Renfield's. How wonderful it is to be rewarded, how excellent to take—

Water? The first pull slides over his tongue and down his throat and it tastes of nothing but clear, bland water. He falters, and the instant of stillness cannot but make his confusion obvious to the body under his mouth and hands. But surely this can't be... So he drinks and drinks, more and more heavily, waiting for the spark, the metallic tang of blood to slake his thirst, and he clutches more forcefully at the man, and he bites again, and again, and again, desperate, dizzy, starving. It is a frenzy, far beyond what the guest's offer could be understood to justify, but still his jaw works and his teeth sink and all there is in this gore is water!

Renfield makes an animal noise of frustration, and he thinks to himself, 'This is a trick. I have been lied to again and it is a damned trick!' Are they all so cruel, he had wondered only moments ago, and now the answer is clear as flowing water: yes. All cruel, all selfish, all temptations and takings and never justice. This useless, inert water may do nothing to warm his weakened, blood-starved body, but his fury does.

And that is when he begins to CHEW. "Liar!" He growls as he makes his teeth meet in the guest's neck and he starts to pull.

#*several millennia later* OH SHIT. my vampire asks! #rip i fear my anon may have abandoned me given how long it's taken me to do this reply #but if you're out there.. if you see this... baby come back <3 #come back and answer for your crimes because ???? how fucking RUDE to deny renfield his vampire juice!! #you trick renfield?? you trick him like a fool???? oh! OH! jail to vampire! jail to vampire for One Thousand Years!!! #renfield simply ignored the red flag of the magical being seeming to whisper something he didn't parse #like sorry i've got the blood-drinking go-ahead nothing else matters now no time for thinking #anyway uhhh not totally sure what to tag this as but we'll try our best with a little - #{ gore tw } #and ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ask to tag i guess #v; i am his gospel #||x LET ME ENTREAT YOU OH LET ME IMPLORE YOU! [ answered asks ]