-We finally meet, darling.- 

The vampire drug dealer lady looked at V like he was a juicy piece of meat. “I mean, she isn’t wrong…”

-I heard about you, this afternoon you made a pretty mess on one of my guys, you know.- She pointed to an angry two-meters tall ghoul with a broken arm and a black eye.

I could just see the back of V and not his face, but I bet he had his usual apologetic smile. -I’m so sorry, we had a little quarrel.-

The ghoul snarled in response. The vampire drug dealer mimicked V’s apologetic expression. -Right, I’m sure it’s all a misunderstanding, but let’s not beat around the bush. You’re in big trouble and you owe us money.- 

-I’m short of cash right now but…Uhm…I can give you my shirt, if you want…- Said V hesitant, unbuttoning his shirt. -I swear to you, It’s very expensive. Vintage, made in the 70s on Earth, with beautiful patterns of the Sunset Church, even an armor enchantment of Pure Magic spelled on it…- He was really trying to sell them that ugly, ragged thing. I took advantage to take a peek at his defined muscles. If I was going to die, at least I wanted to go with a six-pack imprinted in my retina.

-What about giving me what’s under it?- Vampire mommy bit her lips. -We could all go for a drink, forget the past and have a little fun night.- She quickly glanced at me. -Your little friend can also join. I have a weak spot for shorties with big boobs.- 

I froze. “Thanks havens, zombies don’t blush.” I was too introverted for threesomes, though. Probably I would have had a panic attack in the middle of it. 

-Can I join too?- L asked with her purest voice. Something told me she had no idea of what we were talking about.

Vampire lady grimaced. -Well, I’m not into grannies, or priestess, but I’m sure one my guys here can make you happy, old lady.-

-I am into both!- Intervened the two-meters tall ghoul, waving his hand excitedly.

The drug dealer was just one step away from V and started caressing with her long fingers the skin under his shirt. -See? Everyone will be satisfied.- She whispered in his ear.

-Don’t touch without consent, ma’am.- V grabbed her arm firmly and moved it away. -I’m afraid I have to decline, we already have commitments for tonight.-

The vampire lady wasn’t discouraged and pulled out a phial of Dark Blood with her other hand. -I can add a little bonus to the table. You want more of these ones, right?-

V slowly shaked his head, with his melancholic smile on. -Nope, I’m done with those, thanks.- I was surprised by his lack of hesitation. 

The drug dealer didn’t like that, though. She pulled out a whip and started to unroll it. -Well, I wanted to be gentle, but I suppose you like playing hard to get. Are you such a bad boy? Do you need a few lashes on you?-

“Me! pick me! I volunteer!” my horny intrusive thoughts became suddenly bisexual.

-Come on, just take no as an answer...- V pleaded. 

The whip snapped fast. I gasped. V barely moved, like he wasn’t hit at all, but after a second a long black lash on his cheek started to bleed. I was surprised that his blood looked like ink. Blood of undead was not usually red, but violet or blue, due to the large amount of necromantic magic that flows in our veins, but I thought that Dark Substance addicts having black blood was just a legend. V still didn’t look impressed or scared at all.

“oh, no no no, things are going bad here.” -Ehy, uhm… Vampire lady?- I tried to get her attention, finding my voice again. -I have nothing to do with these guys. Could you just leave me out of it, please?-

She weighed me up for a moment and I knew I made a big mistake by intervening. I felt cold shivers crawling on my back. She turned to V again. 

-Ok, sweetheart. Then, just let us take that cutie over there.- She gestured towards me. -I need someone to lift the spirits of my gang tonight. You and your grandma are free to go.-

She said to him with a business voice, extending her arm for a hand's shake. 

-What do you say, deal?-