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- Unknown Pov - 

"Mommy…?"

Oh... oh my~ The whisper just came out of my breath regardless of my input. Clearly... clearly the child was traumatized or something. I wasn't a mom... and I certainly had never seen this child. Although- Mm~ he is pretty cute... and he doesn't have any visible parents. Not in the village at least.

Probably had already imprinted onto me either way. 

And he was obviously traumatized, I mean look at his clothes. There was blood all over, so much that I had mistook them as being painted red. And... and there was blood around his mouth. I don't... well there wasn't much to really take from that. 

But I did know something.

Too cute.

This child was way too cute for me to let him be taken by anyone else. I mean there wasn't many other options right. If there wasn't anyone in the city that would take him then I would. And I'm sure that there wasn't.

How...? Well shh~ No one needs to know that I found him. No one. 'Cause he was mine. All mine, my teddy bear, my snuggle buddy, my child! He's mine!

"I'm here... I'm here... Mommy's here just relax." I cooed down to him, putting on my most warm voice. Trying so hard to just sooth him. All the while petting his hair and rubbing my cheek against him. No... not him. My son. I rubbed my cheek against my son.

And so he relaxed in my lap... his eyes closing as he nuzzled himself against me. My mouth, regardless of my input, shushing and soothing him as much as I could.

Until minutes had passed. Until an hour had passed. Until I found myself needing to investigate, if only so that I could say I did. And only so that I could take my son back with me. All the way back home.

I let my hands rest over his hair. Idly petting for a moment. "I'll be back... just... Mommy needs to go and investigate for a bit. So just stay here... Mommy'll be back."

But... but when I moved to leave, his eyes opened into a great panic. One that seemed all to real in my heart. Was... was he panicking because of me? Me?

He shouldn't. NO.

Whimpering my son quivered his lip and looked up to me with tearful eyes. "Don't go... please don't leave me... please..."

I can't handle this. My heart can't handle this. It can't. Oh my god... even him being sad was just so cute. It felt like I was going to have a heart attack because of that cuteness. My god... it was just too much.

Tiny hands reached to my blouse and pulled. I smiled and gently placed him further into my lap. Forcing him closer to my breasts. "I won't leave. Please don't worry. Not for me."

But like he didn't believe me... with an almost doubtful look on his face. My son... my pitiful son. He took something out of his side. A little smattering of blood that had pooled onto a piece of clothing.

And in an almost agony filled voice. He spoke. "I... you can have my food... just don't leave." His voice cracked and his throat bulged with unshed tears. "Please?"

He grit his teeth and gave a look that was just... it was unbelievable how cute he looked, how pitiful the boy was in my grip. Giving me the last vestiges of his food. Trying... oh so trying to make it so I didn't leave.

"A vam-" I shook my head. "You're a vampire." I was stunned. That... that wasn't good. They'd have this small and innocent child killed. 

"Mmm~" He nodded so enthusiastically. And I... I just sat there... looking at him like he was some sort of beast. All my teachings and learning had told me that they needed to be killed. That monsters, any and all, were the scourge of the earth.

But... but...

I bared my neck.

"I'm not. But as your mother... I- I should feed you... yeah."

My face was flushed. I hugged him tight and he did the same. Those fanged teeth turning to my neck. Sharpened and ready to drink their fill.

"Thank you…" 

The very next moment he chomped down. And involuntarily I moaned. Ah~ It felt so~ so good. I wanted more. Suck me more... puh- please.

And when he was done I was left there panting. A heaving mess carrying a giant blush on my face. My son... ah- my beautiful son. He backed off. Not before licking my neck and closing the wound like a dog.

"Thanks for the food."

"Ah~ you- you're welcome."

I just sat there like that. Ah- It was embarrassing I shouldn't be like this. I should be the adult. Then I pounced. Damn the fucking consequences. I took his lips and pressed him into the ground. Mmm~ so sweet. I could still taste the coppery stench of blood on his tongue.

"What're you doing... mommy?"

I looked at my hand. Then at the child who saw me as mom. It was.. I was a bad person. A very bad person~ I shouldn't of done that.

"I'm sorry baby, mother wasn't in her right mind."

"It's fine, I love your blo- you too."

And before I did anything. Before I brought him with me I needed to know something. Maybe it wasn't urgent. Maybe it wasn't even pertinent but I wanted to know.

"Where'd you get that food from?"

He shrugged and looked at me queerly. "Some girl tried to kill me so I took her blood... was that bad? Should I have done something different? Mommy... am I bad?"

"Oh... no- no... You're not bad. And that... that was just self-defense. Nothing more. You can't be blamed. No... no you can't be blamed." I took him closer, feeling his heavy breath over my chest. Ah- he would be mine... But I still needed to investigate... still needed to... to...