A ball

Fife stood by, keeping a look out incase anybody was coming, while Alistair fed on a large wild deer. His fangs were buried in the deers neck as he drained it of blood.

When the deer had been drained, They dug a grave with some shovels which Fife had carried along with them. After they had buried it, Alistair fell on the ground exhausted.

"are you okay now?", Fife asked anxiously.

"a little",

"are you sure you won't feed on me?", Fife offered himself yet again.

"no Fife, and don't think that I don't know that part of the reason you are offering yourself is to feel the pleasure that comes with a vampire's bite". A vampire's bite came with mind blowing pleasure if the victim was conscious. This was the reason why so many humans voluntarily became blood slaves to vampires.

Although Fife offered himself to be bitten because he cared about Alistair. He also did it because he wanted to know how it felt like.

"fine, that's part of the reason but I also care about you too",

"you are such a pe