Jonathan, zombie
He felt a bit of pressure against his skin before he frowned. Why didn't it...? Right, he was a zombie. He couldn't feel pain. Yet another thing to get used to.
He could still feel her teeth though. It was strange and a little intimate; he suddenly wished they'd done this in a room with the door shut instead of in the hall.
Her companion was starting to look a bit uncomfortable. That's just what I need, two vampires sucking me dry.
She forced a smile at him. "Serena."
Jonathan nodded, face becoming pale. "Jonathan." He kept watching Serena, trying not to think about what Scarlett was doing. "So, uh, is this hard for you to watch? You don't have to if you don't want, you know."
