Bad Blood

[mordacita]

Characters: Rafa and Kavinsky
Summary: Rafa makes a vampire out of Kavinsky.
Date(s): 19 August (evening)
Warnings/Notes: Blood, vampire biting/turning, bad language, sexual themes. Kavinsky in general. Proceed with caution!

Rafa waits until the sun dips behind the trees. He slides his sunglasses from his face and heads out, his path set. This has been coming for months; for years, even centuries, as far as he is concerned, but for months from Kavinsky's point of view. Rafa's blood feels hot with anticipation, with the knowledge of what he's about to do. He has been thinking of Kavinsky has his fledgling for quite some time, but until tonight, that has only been a name.

Now he will make it real.

He arrives in silence, as the evening darkens behind him. He doesn't knock at any door, but climbs the building to stop at Kavinsky's window. His tap of the glass should be expected; they'd planned this night, and this time. If anything, Rafa is slightly early.

Unusually for him, he carries a bag. Inside is a change of clothes, and several bottles of blood from the machine Kavinsky had given him. There's no better test for it than this; Kavinsky will need a lot of blood tonight, and all things being fair, Rafa will too. The clothes he's wearing are notably plain and loose on him, and in paler colours than he likes; he doesn't expect them to be wearable for much longer. His hair is pulled back for convenience. Perching comfortably at the window, he waits to be granted entry.