[C] Kidnapping Dogs

"Like I said before, you're boring."

Emory gave a little smile and tipped the cup, splattering it's contents over the man's check, neck and face.

How long could he starve the man before he gave in and drank it?

He'd have to make sure Gerhard didn't feed him at all.

Gerhard wasn't feeding him at all.

That didn't mean he was going to buckle.

Even as blood was flowing over his skin, he didn't make a move to lick it up.

He was too good to crack.

Emory gave a little chuckle, maybe he was a little more interesting then he had originally thought.

Leaning over he lapped his tongue over the man's cheek, purring at the taste of fresh blood.

"Enjoy your meal."

He chirped before going back, picking up his own and sipping at it as he climbed the stairs, leaving the captives in the dark.