Dead Or Alive

Alec’s eyes glittered as he ripped Jon’s shirt, pressing the wooden point against the skin of his chest.

Jon grit his teeth, expression of pure agony and panic spreading across his face as Alec scratched the surface of his skin with the stake, never piercing through enough to kill him

"Just go ahead and stake me if that's what you're going to do. We both know you've wanted to for the last 200 years"

Alec laughed and pressed the stake harder against Jon's chest, the other vampire's moans of pain ringing in his ears. "Don't worry, I will. Just not yet." He pulled back slightly, toying with Jon, tracing light patterns over his skin with the point. "I don't want to kill you, Jon, but I have to. You see, someone's been going around killing our kind. And then, not only do I find out it's been happening in MY town, but that this little Buffy-wannabe is my own childe. Do you know how that makes me feel? Do you have any idea how disappointed I am in you?" Alec pressed a kiss to Jon's throat, lips sliding to his neck. "If you were human, I could imagine how fast your heart would be beating right now; how strong the fear rolling off you would be," he whispered, fangs sinking into Jon as he drank his blood.

Jon moaned, eyes rolling back in his head, slumping back against the wall, Alec's grip on him the only thing keeping him upright.

Alec pulled back, his skin flushed with Jon's blood. He plunged his tongue into Jon's mouth, sharing the taste of the blood in one last kiss.

"Goodbye, Jon"