I Like All Of It

"Ryan Morgan. Bring me to his room."

Just as the janitor pulled out his sandwich for lunch, someone entered the dorm, demanding stuff from him. He grunted with irritation and looked up, wanting to know who dared to disturb him.

Ah!

The sandwich went flying in the air, spilling all the ingredients across the small room as he jumped, screaming in fear. In front of him stood a person in black cloak but that wasn't the scariest part. Shiny blood-red eyes stared at him from under the hood, giving his chills.

"Fuck! What's wrong with you?!" the janitor scolded, guessing the man was just a student trying to prank him. "Fuck off before I get out and teach you a lesson! Look at what you did to my sandwich. It's all over the place."

The janitor ignored him, trying to save his meal when he realized the black-cloaked man didn't listen to him, not even moving an inch. The man continued to stare and repeated slowly, this time more coldly, "Ryan Morgan. Bring me to his room."

The janitor looked back at him and suddenly froze, unable to move his eyes away from the blood-red pupils under the hood.

He blinked multiple times, trying to turn away but when he finally succeeded, he found himself in a hallway, standing in front of a dorm room.

His mind was clouded by confusion, not really knowing how he got there when he heard the familiar male voice from behind, ordering him once again, "Open the door."

Just his voice was enough to create chaos in his mind.

Before he knew, his arm moved, reaching out towards the bundle of keys that he always kept chained to his pants. His face paled, not understanding why his body was moving on its own. When he tried to talk, his lips seemed sealed, scaring him even more.

Click.

The door unlocked and he pushed it open as ordered. The black-cloaked man didn't say anything else and just entered inside the room. It was cleaned as if someone just moved out but there were signs of living there for a long time.

The janitor watched as the man looked around the room and finally walked towards the bed. He touched the sheets and then pulled out a knife, causing the janitor's eyes to widen.

Thankfully, he was totally ignored as the man proceeded to cut a small square from the sheets. In the next moment, something unbelievable happened.

The man turned around and crouched, touching the floor. As if he was some kind of magician, his hand lit up with a red light and it spread onto the ground, drawing a strange circle with unknown to him symbols.

What happened next was even crazier, something he would never forget.

"Awaken Balthazar!"

The man shouted and the floor began to shake. The symbols lit up one by one and the whole circle got consumed by light.

Thud.

A beefy, scaled leg suddenly popped out of the light, piercing its sharp claws into the floor.

Something scary was coming out of the light!

Thud.

Another leg stepped out, ruining the wooden floor under its weight. Then, the head peeked out from the light. Sharp fangs sticking out from the creature's mouth and face looking like that of a dog, but it clearly wasn't one. The whole body of the creature was covered in black scales, being the size of a big tiger rather than a dog.

The janitor wanted to scream, he wanted to run but his legs were glued to the floor, unable to make any moves.

Grrr…

The creature turned in his direction after finally appearing in the room with its full grandiosity and growled at the janitor, showing its deadly row of teeth.

Gulp.

The janitor could only swallow hard, unable to even defend if the creature decided to eat him but thankfully, it got quickly distracted by the black-cloaked man.

"Balthazar," the man called out as he stood up, the circle of light disappearing entirely and he extended his hand with the piece of cloth from the sheets. "Can you find him?"

Balthazar gave up on the janitor and sniffed the cloth, nodding like a human right after.

"Perfect. Let's go."

At his call, Balthazar walked in the janitor's direction before suddenly disappearing. The janitor could hear the steps and smell the strange odor of the creature but his eyes couldn't register it anymore.

The black-cloaked man only walked up to him and glanced once again into his eyes, destroying any evidence.

"Forget everything."

———

"You look sleepy," Ryan pointed out as he saw Rose's eyes close and reopen multiple times at the last minute.

The excitement from before couldn't keep her awake and the lack of sleep finally started showing.

"Mhmm, a bit…" Rose muttered as she tilted her body, leaning on his shoulder while closing her eyes. "I will rest for a moment…"

Ryan reached out and rubbed her on the cheek to which she replied with a soft murmur. Her breath softened, her heartbeat slowed down and movements ceased. Her head found a comfortable position and she gently squeezed his thigh, finding it an ideal place to rest her hand.

For Ryan, everything quietened down aside from the sound of Rose's heartbeat. He found it amusing how he could tell she fell asleep just from hearing her heartbeat stabilize.

Their house was about thirty minutes away from the city but knowing the traffic at this time of the day, it would take them some more time to get there. Until then, he didn't plan on moving an inch, letting Rose rest peacefully.

Just as he thought about it, his mother slowed down the car and approached the small convenience store, asking while unaware what's going on at the back, "Ryan, I will—"

"Shhh…" Ryan quickly shushed her, trying not to wake up Rose, but it seemed like she was already woken up by the noise.

Rose rubbed her cheek against him and leaned further, hiding her face in his neck as if trying to find some peace.

"Whoops…" Ryan's mom covered her mouth as she looked in the rear mirror, realizing she messed up and instead whispered, "Do you want something from the shop…?"

He shook his head, knowing he didn't really need anything aside from blood but they couldn't really buy it in the store. Rose was the one who needed to eat a lot as she would be the main source of food for him. As bad as it sounded, he needed to feed on her to survive.

Thankfully, Vampires seemed more resistant so the small snack from the morning was enough to last him for quite a while.

Click.

His mom left after parking and Rose finally moved, unbuttoning her seatbelt to have more freedom of movement.

"I think I won't be able to sleep now…" she muttered while rubbing her eyes and casually laid down across the seats, placing her head on his thighs. "Can I stay like this?"

She looked at him sweetly as if there was even a chance he would reject her but it was unnecessary. There was no way he would give up on this opportunity.

"Of course. Just don't move too much," Ryan agreed as he fixed a strand of hair from her face, putting it behind her ear. "My mom will come back soon."

Rose was confused for a moment but then turned her head to the side, her nose just an inch away from his crotch, realizing what he meant. To his surprise, she didn't blush like she used to and simply turned around, ignoring that fact.

She was probably too sleepy to banter with him.

"I was thinking earlier…" Rose changed the topic, leaning on his palm that gently held her face. "When a person has a Vampire Gene, they show symptoms of their transformation much earlier. Like you for example. You had the condition which intensified your desires. The only difference now is that you can control them as a Vampire. I wonder what would be my condition. Maybe in a few years, I would behave like you?"

"I really want to see a horny Rose. I'm happy that it didn't happen earlier but now I wouldn't mind," Ryan teased. "Rose jumping on me at night to satisfy her unfulfilled desires. I wonder what would happen next."

"Tsk…" Rose finally snickered. "You only think about naughty stuff…"

"And you don't?"

As he asked, his hand traveled down on her neck, slowly creeping towards her chest.

"Don't you feel like you want to do more but each time you are only holding yourself back, thinking that I will consider you as a pervert?" Ryan added before finally embracing her breast, filling his whole palm with it before giving it a casual squeeze.

Rose hesitated with her answer, looking at him pitifully as if he was bullying her. She grabbed into his hand but didn't pull it away, only preventing him from escalating the situation.

"Don't worry, I will never think anything bad of you," Ryan assured her. "Anything I initiate, you are free to follow up with whatever your heart desires. I already vowed to stay by your side. You can show your real self to me and I will love it just as much."

"I'm not like this… It's all you who is making me look naughty…" Rose denied, avoiding eye contact but Ryan tilted her head back, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Tell me. Look into my eyes and tell me you hate my touch. Tell me you hate my constant kisses. Tell me you hate my hugs and my teasing. If you tell me, I will stop."

"No, don't," Rose replied quickly, her eyes displaying a moment of panic but she quickly calmed down, showing a mix of different expressions. "Why you ask…? You know I like everything… Hugs, kisses, your gentle touch… I like all of it…"

"I know you don't mind any of it, but do you want more just like me?" Ryan questioned seriously, leaning down flexibly to give her a peck kiss. "More than this?"

He then squeezed on her chest, rubbing it more intensely.

"More than this?" he repeated.

Rose finally gave up and admitted, "Okay! I want more too. You are completely right."

She lifted herself and sat down on his lap, embracing his head while kissing him strongly. "Are you happy?" she questioned. "You finally know the truth. I'm just as naughty as you are. Probably even more than you. I want you to hold me, kiss me, cuddle with me, and even more."

"I'm very happy," Ryan nodded, leaning for another kiss yet she dodged his lips, hugging him instead.

"The only reason I'm holding back is that I want us to grow naturally… I don't want to force anything…" Rose whispered. "Even though we want to do more, if we do everything now, excitement and passion will be gone. I enjoy how we are now. I don't want us to change and quickly get bored with each other. I want to keep the spark between us."

Not letting him reply, Rose added, "As you said, we have a lot of time ahead. Let's enjoy the adventure."

"Is it wrong of me to think I want to quickly turn you into a Vampire to make sure you stay with me forever?" Ryan asked softly, wrapping his arms around her body. "Its all your fault I'm like this. You make me want you more with each day…"

Rose replied with the same, tightening her arms around his neck and commented, "You stole my line…"

They stayed in that position for a moment before Rose muttered, "We should wait for your grandma's opinion. Let's not rush. The later I need to drink blood to survive the better. We can't really feed on each other if we are both Vampires after all."

She finally pulled away and gazed at him, wondering out loud, "I was thinking about it a lot today. Back in the days, I read in novels that Vampires keep their appearance from the moment they transform. What if that is true? I will look like this for the rest of my life…"

"Is there something wrong with that? You look beautiful," Ryan replied with an assuring smile, grazing on her face with his fingers.

"Don't you want me to look older…? More mature?" Rose asked curiously, obviously thinking about it really seriously. "How about twenty-one or twenty-two? Do you think I will look better? I'm going to be twenty soon so it won't be long…"

"I don't think that's true…" Ryan shook his head. "Doesn't my grandma look thirty? I'm sure Vampires age, just really slowly before reaching the cap at the peak of their maturity. I think you will be fine."

"And if your theory is true," Ryan continued while slipping his hand onto her bottom, pulling her closer to him. "I love your current looks so don't worry about it."

Click.

Just as he spoke, the door on the driver's side opened, signaling Ryan's mom arrival. Rose smoothly rolled off Ryan, right before his mom turned around while placing the groceries on the passenger seat.

"Should I have given you more time? It seems like I interrupted something."