Our intrepid duo is still on the run, this time literally; chased into a shopping mall and then a theater closet, things get close and a little sticky. Because of course they do.
How does this keep happening to us? It's not my fault. Oh, oh, come on.
This way. I don't see them. Oh, fuck.
Shh. Did they go by? Did you hear them? Are you sure? I hear people.
One of the shows is letting out. Come on, let's go. What? There's barely any room in here.
We can leave with the crowd. What do you mean you think they're still out there? Is this some weird vampire Spidey sense? I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Look, if we had gone and had garlic pizza like I told you we should have. Okay, no, you're right. I wasn't thinking about you.
You know, you're going to have to explain the science behind that vampires and garlic magic. I mean, I'm inclined to believe you, but it's just it's sort of like an allergy. Why does a blood sucking creature have an allergic reaction to garlic? The silver I can understand, because, you know, some people have metal sensitivity.
Same thing with the sunlight. It doesn't explain the garlic allergy, though. I know, but your face when I call it an allergy is just it's priceless and perfect.
Ah, I made you smile. Leave it to me. I will find a way to laugh in any circumstance.
Oh, it's the crowd dissipating. Look, I'm sorry. Okay.
There's a this closet is barely big enough for the both of us and I've got a shelf digging into my ass and oh, oh, thank you. It's um, this is much more comfortable. Your hands on my ass lifting me up.
Yes. Your uh, your palms are a much better seat than the shelf. I don't understand why you have to pull me so close, though.
Oh, really? But it doesn't explain why you're nuzzling my neck. Oh, saving space.
Okay. Thanks. I really do think the crowd outside is starting to dissipate.
Well, I'm sure another show is going to start soon. Uh-huh. This is not the best time for this.
I mean, I'm starting to think you have a danger fetish. Okay, okay. That's, that's not true.
But um, oh, are you hungry? I'm asking because you're stroking your teeth at my neck. Hey.
Peckish, huh? Who speaks like that? Oh, fuck.
Okay, well if you're going to bite me, make it quick. But um, you better hurry. As soon as the other show starts and the door closes, it's going to be quiet in the theater again, and I don't know how quiet I could be when you bite me.
Oh, you don't have to. Oh, careful, careful. You're gripping the back of my neck.
You don't have to grip so hard. Oh, okay, that's better. That's, that's better.
What's your, what's your other hand doing? Oh, what are you, that's under my, my dress. Fangs.
Fangs. You do this. Turnabout's fair play.
You understand that, right? I don't understand how you biting harder feels so good. Oh, fuck it.
Come here. There you are. Oh, feels good, doesn't it? Mm, yeah.
You fucking me with your fingers and me touching you. Oh, I feel you. Oh, you're growling against my neck.
Does that mean you want me to do this faster? Fangs, fangs. I'm not stopping.
I'm not stopping. Don't stop. Don't stop, fangs, please don't stop.
I'll come with me, come with me. You come, I'll come. Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, you missed a spot. Come here. What? That's my blood.
I don't like it when you leave a mess. I mean, the blood mess on your face. Oh, you tush.
I know they're not out there anymore. Because I know you, fangs. You wouldn't knowingly put me in danger.
Are you blushing? How can you blush? Oh, right.
You just fed. Uh-huh. But why did you blush? That's usually my job.
Oh. Hey. Don't go catching feelings now, fangs.
Our lives are already complicated enough as it is. I know. I definitely know you like me.
All right, put me down. And help me fix my skirt and my underpants. Cheeky bastard.
Ow, that shell keeps digging into my ass. All right. By all means, you can look out the door first, but I'm telling you.
See? Come on. I think we lost him.
Let's head back to the hotel and pack up our shit. And then we can get back on the road. Oh, don't worry about me.
We'll hit someplace on the way out of town. I don't know. Fast food.
I promise, as long as we're together, I will not eat garlic. How many times do you want me to say it? Okay, look.
That was one time. I didn't know. I didn't know.