[C] Fresh Meat

A little smile curled her lips at the praise.

She twisted in her chair so she could watch Ger inspect the boy. She bit her lip as her smile widened.

"I'm glad you like him."

Really she was.

Rizzo felt like he was going to burn alive under Gerhard's smoldering gaze.

He gave out a yelp when the man pulled him in close and started to molest him over his trousers.

He'd always told himself that if someone were to ever try something like this on him, he'd kick them in the nuts and curse the shit out of them.

But now that it was actually happening, he couldn't even think straight.

He squirmed and his hands grabbed Gerhard's wrists to try and stop him.

He wanted to scream and cuss the cult leader out, but no words came.

His eyes were huge and vulnerable and he shook his head no. It was all he could do in the moment.

Surprisingly, Gerhard froze.  

He smirked down at the human and gave his crotch a few more gropes before stepping back, clicking his tongue.  

"Straight boy." He scoffed, a playful look on his face.  

He turned his attention back to Cade. 

"He'll make a good addition to our family." He said again, walking over to the girl now.  

"Tell me Cadence, are you hungry?  You look a rather famished."  He asked her with that unnerving grin still on his lips.

"I thought the same." She crossed her arms over the back of the chair and laid her chin atop her arms. She smiled up at Ger. "You should have heard the way he spoke to me. He called me sweetheart, like a sassy queen."

Her eyes followed Ger as he strolled towards her.

"Yes, sir, I am." She opened her mouth a little, showing off her tiny fangs. They weren't uch longer than ordinary canines, but they were sharp, extremely sharp.

Rizzo nearly collapsed when Gerhard let him go.

Boy.

He'd understood the word boy.

"Prego ... io non parlo inglese. Che cosa dice di mi?" He asked Cade, looking at her in the eyes.

When he saw her fangs his blood ran cold.

Voodoo shit.

Before Rizzo could even finish his question, Gerhard turned around and grabbed his throat.  

He clenched it hard, but didn't break the flesh.  

"English.  You will only speak english in this house." He hissed, his eyes dangerous.  

"Our family comes from all over the world.  We need one language to unite us.  English." He said in a softer tone, letting go of Rizzo's throat.  

"Nach allem, wenn wir alle unsere Muttersprache sprach dann die Kommunikation wäre so viel schwieriger sein." He added with a grin, patting Rizzo's cheek gently.  

The man turned back to Cade.  

"Feed, my child." He coaxed, motioning to Rizzo.

Cade sat silently and watched as Ger intimidated the human boy. Her blue eyes were wide and bright, watching how Ger worked eagerly.

He was so different than Edric.

She stood from her chair and smiled.

"Thank you, sir."

The woman pressed her body against Rizzo's, rising up to the tips of her toes so she could press her lips to the human's throat. A little moan sounded as his pulse beat heavily against her lips.

Rizzo had never been so afraid in his life. Nothing had ever come close to the terror he was feeling as Gerhard held his throat and yelled at him.

He didn't catch everything the man said. But he heard English. Over and over. Speak English.

He choked and whimpered when he was finally allowed to breath again, shaking like a pup in the rain.

He wanted to ask Cade what the hell she was doing, but he was too afraid to speak after having Ger lay down the law.

"Do me a favor and clean up any mess." Gerhard said to the girl as he went back to reading his paper.  

Apparently humans cared a lot about royal weddings and petty crime.  And what movies were playing too, it would seem.

"Yes, sir."

She doubted she'd be making much mess. Blood that delicious smelling was too good to waste.

Her tongue lapped out over the boy's neck a couple times before she pressed her tiny fangs into his skin. A groan sounded as soon as his blood hit her tongue. It was delicious.

She could feel her body reacting immediately. The burn in her throat began to lessen and she could feel a pressure in her nipples. She could feel them hardening against the lace of her robe as she pressed closer to the human.

Rizzo felt like he as if he was going to suffocate. Air just wasn't going to his lungs.

He closed his eyes and gasped when he felt her bite him.

At first he thought she was just toying with him. Biting him to make him more scared.

Then he realized she was actually drinking his blood.

He jumped back, trying to wrestle away from her.

"No no no!" He shouted, sounding more desperate than anything else.

"No Voodoo!" He hated having his vocabulary so limited.

Cade huffed when he struggled away from her. She hadn't been holding him so his movements weren't restricted at all.

Him pulling away had unbalanced her and she topped forwards, grasping at his clothing to keep herself upright. She huffed angrily.

"Don't move. I'm eating."

Gerhard chuckled when the Italian started spouting something about voodoo.  

Human's were so odd with their set of rules on what was real and what wasn't.  The stupid boy probably didn't even entertain the idea that he had just landed in a real vampire coven.  

But voodoo was acceptable for his brain to handle, apparently.

"Fuck. No." Rizzo said, looking down at Cadence with a look that said "I'm not kidding".

"No blood. No voodoo shit. No." He tried to push her away from him. Not roughly, just to keep distance.

He could feel his blood running down his neck.

"Don't waste it!"

She gripped his upper arms and leaned up again to lick at the blood before it could soak into his shirt and be lost forever.

Cade held him firmly in place as she sucked at the little wound on his neck.

This... this was almost as bad as having Gerhard touching him.

It was an invasion of his body and he was certain that it was a ritualistic voodoo thing. Which made him all the more uncomfortable.

What she was doing was sick and even though Rizzo wasn't squeamish with blood or needles, this was disgusting.

"Per fa-..Ple... Plasay.... Stopa" He whimpered, trying to speak English and get Cade off him.

Cade only took a couple more mouthfuls before she stepped back.

She licked her lips, which were now stained red from his blood.

"Thank you, sir. He really was delicious."

"No.  Thank you Cade." Ger said, flipping the page in the newspaper with a grin.  

He had been reading about an economic crises in Greece, and it was rather amusing to the twisted vampire.  

"He will be yours to do with as you please.  Keep him human longer, or turn him now.  Drink as much as you want from his veins.  Violate him if you wish.  No matter what, I want you to tear him down into nothing so that we can rebuild him to fit our purpose."  He said calmly.  He could tell that this boy didn't speak hardly any English, so he knew that it was likely that Rizzo didn't understand anything he just said.

"You're giving him to me?"

There was a beat before she smiled, flitting over to Ger's side and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you."

She turned her gaze back to Rizzo. "It'll be nice sleeping next to something warm again."

It was like a scene from a cute little 50's television show.  

Gerhard was the father, Cade the daughter, and Rizzo was the puppy she'd found off the streets.  

Their own fucked up little family.  

"Just try not to kill it." Ger said, flipping to the last page of the newspaper.  

"He is a beautiful boy." He looked over at Rizzo with a sly smile.

"I'll try."

She was usually good at not killing humans. She'd had a few slip-ups in the past, but mostly humans were all right in her presence.

"He is when he's quiet," she agreed.

"Then keep him quiet.  If his speaking upsets my most treasured girl, then torture him every time he speaks.  He'll learn to never speak again, without your permission." He suggested, as if giving her fatherly guidance.  

As he spoke to Cade, his eyes didn't move from Rizzo's body.

Rizzo leaned back against the wall, watching them talk and stare him down like a piece of meat.

Which, at this point, he really was feeling like a piece of meat.

He tried so hard to understand what they were saying, but it was useless.

"I like his speaking. He has a nice voice."

Her gaze locked onto Rizzo. "I don't like the crying or the panic attacks." She'd been influenced a lot by Edric, but that was one thing she'd never really developed an enjoyment of.

She bit her lip. "Can he speak to me in Italian when we're alone? Just the two of us. I'll teach him English, too, so he can speak to everyone else in English."

Gerhard enjoyed the idea of Rizzo being confused and in the dark far too much.  

The German man set down his newspaper.  

He let out a sigh through his nose, an unpleased expression on his face, as if Cade had said something really inappropriate.  

"Cadence, part of breaking him down is annihilating his sense of self.  The Italian language is a big part of who he is now.  If we are going to rebuild him into the perfect son he was meant to be, we have to tear that away from him." He explained as if Cade were a stupid little girl.  

"The person he is now needs to be destroyed completely." He said darkly.  

"He will learn English soon.  Or he will not speak."