Desiree's Razio: A Short Story

Desiree wanted to believe in every word that Razio spoke. It all sounded to magical, a love that could last an eternity. To never be alone ever again, and to feel whole for once in her life. "I want to have that, to feel that. To be that strong for you." she took a breath and decided there was no other choice. Desiree knew just tossing this all aside and going back to her life would leave her feeling empty. So why not try, Desiree would never forgive herself if she didn't at least do that.

She kissed him again, her lips gently parting for his as her hands rested on his chest. It surprised her how warm he felt. Than again something told her that the old movie tropes weren't all given facts in this world. She had a lot to learn that was for sure. But Desiree knew Razio would be there to show her everything she'd need to know.
She knew he wanted a lot from her, no he needed a lot from her. And oddly enough Desiree already wanted to give him everything he needed. But she needed time to process, it was after all the first night. "I know you wont hurt me. And I have to admit I'm not the most experienced woman when it comes to being with a man. I have," she stopped feeling oddly guilty for not waiting for him. Than again she had be pressured into her first experiences with the opposite sex. So it was nothing more than an awkward and unpleasant memory. "I have a feeling we will sharing a lot of firsts Razio." she blushed softly and placed her glass down. "You drink blood right? Do you, I mean will you be drinking