Tzal leaned his head back and closed his eyes. "Because if you don't, I'll light a flame where the sun doesn't shine." He sounded serious, and, er...added some heat down there to prove his point. "Knock it off. We can continue in a bit--I just need to talk to someone first." He was very wary at this point, and he didn't exactly want anything to happen without a professional opinion.

Pulling back he gave Tzal a puppy look. His eyes were blood red. “you zaid….” He stopped as he nicked his tongue. Swallowing he sat up with a confused look on his face. ~WHAT THE HEL?~ his eyes quickly bleed back into their natural blue. Gingerly poking his canines with his tongue he looked even more confused. ~did I just have FENG?~

~And this is why I stopped you.~ Tzal was reaching for his shirt and cloak. ~I think we need to have a talk with Professor Angelo. Come on--let's get up and go...~ Though he wasn't feeling well, he was determined to see if his professor could help. He'd never outright admitted it, but Tzalmon had seen his fangs.

~ Why Angelo?~ William asked confused, climbing out of the bed he almost collapsed. ~ah I forgot, still a bit weak.~ Before Tzal could open the door Professor Angelo appeared in front of it.
“Since you seem to have guessed my nature…” the blinds on the windows slowly closed. “in fact I had not been trying to hid it. Why do you need me, I could not help but over hear that last part.” Angelo’s hair for the first time was down. The dark color was hard to tell in the twilight that the curtains created. But it was quite wavy.

Tzalmon kept his cloak on, since he went through the trouble of getting it on anyway. He helped William steady himself. "He has vampire in him," he said shortly. He was still feeling a little out of it because of the effects William's kissing and nibbling had given him, so he gingerly sat back down on the bed. "I thought I recognized the eye color changing from somewhere...I have a very small amount in me, but not enough to overpower my demonic side. His is significantly larger. What do we do?"

Running his hand through his hair Angelo thought then slowly spoke. “What do you mean in him?” could it be? One of the children of the night actually was alive, and here in front of him for so long?
Laying back on the bed William tired not to shiver. ~a vampire! How?~Tzal could feel the worry and fear this brought to William.

"Do you want a demonstration?" Tzal asked, tilting his head. He pulled his hood down and swiftly linked his mind to William's. After scuttling over to him on the bed, he once again pressed their foreheads together so that William was close to his neck...quite close. Given the state that Tzal was still in, his heart was racing...

Pulling away William locked down his mind but for the small connection the spell gave them. ~I don’t want to hurt you, love~ his eyes were closed as he tried to control it. Now that he knew it was there he could feel it, slowly rolling around trying to find what it needed.
Angelo slowly sat down next to William. to the other bed please Tzalmon. gently he turned William so that he was facing Angelo. “Look at me.” His voice was calm but the command was there. Tzal would also turn to look at angel.

"I am fine here. Trust me."

Tzal rarely let his powers as a Reaper run free, but he certainly could if he needed to defend himself. He wouldn't hurt him if he brought his powers out, though. Reapers and Vampires were similar, but very different. He kept his eyes in-between William and Angelo, so he could watch both of them.

Opening his eye William sighted. He did not want the teacher to see him acting like this, and most of all he did not want to hurt Tzal. His eyes had once again turned to blue but there was a hint of red in them. “William you need to let me see.” Reaching up Angelo bit his thumb, the smell of blood filled the air. William tired to pull away as Angelo held out his bleeding thumb.
Then it appeared the hunger the need, it lunched at Angelo’s hand only missing by inches as Angelo was up and away from him. it mewed like a weak kitten reaching out for his hand. Sticking his thumb back in his mouth Angelo looked a bit thought full. “his kind was said to have been killed off hundreds of years ago.”

Tzal was still sitting next to him--he was prepared to use self-defense if needed. "William. Lay down. We will find a solution for this, and if that means getting you some blood, we will do so. Be patient."

He glanced at Angelo. "What do we do?"

Rubbing his chin Angelo thought. “if this is his reaction,” he stopped. “has it gotten worse?”

"...I have not seen this reaction until today." Mentally, Tzal flashed Angelo images of their admission of love, their kisses, their close contact...everything that seemed to trigger his reaction."

“ah passion, there is a good reason they were called passion vampires. And if you two are going to move forward I think he his going to have to be brought fully awake.” Gently touching William he sighed.
“is there not another way?” William did not want to become a blood sucking creature. No matter what type of one it was.
“yes move to a different room and don’t have physical contact with Tzal again.” Angelo said cool and mater of factly.

Tzalmon slid their hands together, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "It will be fine. I'm a Reaper. As in...Grim Reaper-type? And that has never bothered you. You will be fine."

He absolutely did not want to lose him.

“I don’t want to feed off people.” His mind tried to split again, the vampire was closer this time then it had been before. Each time it came out the path for it to take grew stronger. “I don’t want.” He stopped the fangs had started to drop again. ~I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU!~ trying to pull away he whimpered. Angelo sat back he know this was a fight that Tzal was going to have to win by himself.

Tzal didn't let him pull away. He wrapped his arms around William's neck, quickly. "Listen. To me." His tone was firm. "I am young, but I am not as breakable as you think I am. It will be worse for both of us if you don't go through with this, and you know it."

He opened up his mind, completely, to him to show him he was dead serious.

~it scares me~ there were tears in Williams eyes. His fingers slowly reached out and gently traced the line of the vain in Tzal neck. ~I can hear it, and I want it, need it.~ he shivered, his eyes becoming the red again.
“if we are going to force the change it should be now or you two will have to not touch till we do it.” Angelo did not want to ruin the moment for them but it had to be said. He was in fact excited about William this meant there might be others of his kind out there, dormant.

Tzal brushed his fingers against that arm, smiling at him. "All you need to do is learn how to control it. And Professor Angelo can help you with that, remember? Let's get this over with, all right?"

He shifted a bit closer, shaking his hood down completely. Of course, that better showed off his neck...

Pulling away William tried to think of a reason to say no. the need nagged at him, only ones in his live before this has he felt that need and then it had been years of fighting it that drove it away. He did not want to do that again, not after coming so close. ~don’t let me hurt you too bad.~ gingerly he reached out and pulled Tzal’s neck close to his lips. He could feel the fangs drop fully down but still he wanted to take it slow. If he could control it now then he could control it whenever he needed.
Behind them Angelo prepared to stop him but found that his control so for was a lot stronger then the last passion vampire he had seen born. It had been years since he had thought of her. Years since she had taken her own life to save her lover.

Tzalmon kept his arms wrapped snugly around William's neck. He was perfectly prepared to do this, seeing as there was someone in the room to help if something went wrong. He trusted William, but he did not trust his 'new' vampire thirst. He'd heard that new and unchanged ones could have many issues controlling themselves. Patiently, he waited.

Slowly gingerly his kissed his neck at the pulse point. His fangs gently brushing against his skin. Moving around so that he was over top of Tzal he moved to his chest. He had to do this, he had to master this thirst. All it wanted to do was rip the vain form his neck. William did not want that type of reminder hunting him forever. Gently he moved his fingers a crossed what little skin he could find, he NEEDED more. ~sorry.~ was all the warning Tzal before his shirt was ripped open reveling his chest. Slowly he moved down his chest, nipping and tasting the skin as he went. His saliva leavening behind points of intense pleasure. Then just as slow though both Tzal and Angelo could feel his need he worked his way back up. This time running the tips of his fangs over Tzal’s skin. Pulling back he looked into Tzalmon’s eyes.

~You owe me a shirt,~ Tzal said simply, amused. He ran his hands gently down William's back as he did this, almost as if he was reassuring him. He stared directly into his eyes when he pulled back.

Love, warmth, compassion and a deep NEED was all that Tzal could see in his violet eyes. ~then I will get you a new shirt, not like it would be to much.~ which was a lie, will was on a fixed income. His father had only allowed him enough money for the basics and nothing more. Leaning down again he sighed. Then he bite down, his fangs sinking into Tzal’s neck. His body locked to hold Tzal in place the hunger drove him now. As the blooded pumped out saliva entered his blood stream, William could feel the drug take start to take control of Tzal, the pleasure driving all other thoughts form his head.
Angelo watched surprised at how much control William had shown. If he had not known better he would have thought that this was not william’s frist time.

Tzal closed his eyes, resting a small hand on the back of William's head as he did this. Besides a slight twitching of his legs, there was nothing else to indicate that he was in the middle of feeling some rather intense pleasure. He stayed put and quiet for the most part.