The plains rushed by Xerxez in a blur as he sprinted acoss Bohar. Blood coated his attire. Burning, fresh blood dotted his face. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth, pooling together on his jaw line. After the events of the mazes, the couple retired from Nemesis and the mansion for quality alone time. The pair had spent their time being cautious about their movements, careful about revealing their secert nature. But upon hearing about Naota's and Xunatar's dispute, he saw an oppertunity. The area's that Xunatar claimed became inhabited by nightmares. Xerxez and Serafina's blood binges would be just dissmissed as nightmares wrecking havoc. He wasnt sure how Sera felt about it, being the more responsible of the two, but eventually she agreed. The two went to Bohar, fucking and feeding to their heart content.
Following a scent from their newest prey, they made their way up a large hill, stopping at the peak of the hill. Below them, a distance away, sat a male and female couple around a campsite. A tent was propped up, accompied by a smoldering fire pit and hanging laundry. He turned to his mate by his side, admiring her silently for a minute. Her blonde hair was tassled and speckeled with blood from fooling around eailer, her attire held patches of wet blood and skin. She looked irresistible to him, as he closed the distance between the two, pulling her into a passionte kiss. He parted to run his tounge across the corner of her lips, lapping up stray blood.
"Shall we?" He suggested, wasting no time making his way down the small hill to the unwary couple. When he intruded on the couple, the young man took notice first, shouting threats and drawing a concealled sword. Xerxez laughed at the gesture, taking his time walking up to the man. However, the dark haired man swung the sword downward, striking Xerxez over the shoulder with fear in his eyes. A macrabe smile crawled onto his face as the papercut merely burned. His pace never falteted, a guttural growl escsping from his throat. The man strunk once again, swinging the steel sword down vertically. His hand shot out, closing around the the edge of the blade. Blood flowed down his wrist, continuing down his arm. He yanked the sword from the man's control, running his tounge acoss the flat, cold, steel, tasting his blood. In show of strength and showing off, he took the blade, bending it over his knee, tossing it to the side with a snort of disdain.
The man, now weaponless relized his dire situation. Xerxez watched the transformstion from man to coward as his eyes grew large with abhorrent fear as he began back peddling slowly. Once the man had made some distance between them, he turned on his heels and made a break for saftey, leaving the campsite and his women behind. The action surprised Xerxez, actually managing to generate a genuine laugh of surprise. He called out to the coward, turning his attention to the crying blonde. "You done fucked up leaving your woman behind!" He said, grabbing the blonde's hand and yanking her into his body. His stray hand parted her hair infront of her neck, preluding with a kiss to the neck before piercing flesh with teeth. "You'll hear her dying screams across the whole plains!" He called out, eyeing Serafina as he drank.
Blood filled his mouth, throwing him into an euphoric high, his hand tightening around the woman's hand, crushing it with ease. She cried out in pain, only edgeing Xerxez's sadistic nature on. With in seconds, the woman's consciousness started to fade. Xerxez yanked his teeth across her neck, lacerating her pale skin. Tossing the body aside, he made his way to Serafina, meeting her lips with his, shoving a mouthful of blood into hers. Lecherous hands found their way under her attire, groping around, enjoying her hot skin. He pressed her into his body, his kiss growing hungry, his hands growing more aggressive. Parting, he moved his attention to her neck. Placing soft yet seductice kisses onto her neck whispering into her between kisses. "Present me the man's head." He ordered his alpha, taunting her dominance. It was a dangerous, but exhilarating game. "And I shall reward you." He whispered darkly, a hand stroking the bottom her chin. Slowly, his fangs pierced her neck, and with a mouthful of blood, he spoke. "…Be….ta…"