Title: Lust: Blood or Body
Summary: "Have you gorged yourself in your lust for blood? Am I now to be prey to you lust for flesh?" I say as I watched the creature stalk me… Slash, Edward/Jacob.
Word Count: 486
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it all belongs to Meyer.

Edward-

I was hunting alone. Not always the wisest thing, but it was close to our new home in Forks, Washington.

Jacob-

I was running in human form, not caring where I was going, just needing to get out. I hated that the pack knew my secret. I've been trying so hard to hide it. But being a shifter has its flaws, the biggest being that they can hear my thoughts. They found out only hours ago that I, Jacob Black, am in fact gay.

I had to stop running. Right there standing only a few feet away was a vampire with blood on his face, his fresh kill, a mountain lion, lying at his feet.

The vampire smiles as he wipes the blood from his face.

He's eyeing me up and down and I know I have no chance of getting away, and as his eyes roam over my body, I can practically feel the lust radiating off of him.

"Have you gorged yourself in your lust for blood? Am I now to be prey to you lust for flesh?" I say as I watch the creature stalk me, I know it's not a good idea to patronize the vampire, but I'm about to die and I won't go down quietly.

"That fate which condemns me to wallow in blood has also denied me the choice of the flesh." He says and in a second he's only inches before me his right hand brushing my cheek. That's when I notice the fact that I had quoted a line from Phantom of the Opera and that he had answered with the next lines.

"Wow, you're quick." He says and I get the feeling he's teasing me.

"Wh… What… What do you want?" I say stuttering.

"I should be asking you." He says walking towards me. "You are the one who came onto my land. What is your name shifter?"

I hated how he talked to me, as if he knew me.

"Jacob, Jacob Black." I say locking eyes with him and can't help the gasp that leaves me. They're golden.

"Well Jacob. My name is Edward Cullen, we were not aware that there were still shifters on the reservation." A Cullen? Crap that means I've broken the treaty. "Hmm… You are correct, you have broken the treaty. So what should I do with you?"

His smooth voice runs over my neck as he circles me. My heartbeat quickens and a gasp escapes my lips when he ghosts a cold hand around me and over my bare chest.

"Hmm… You like that pup?" He hums, pulling my body flush to his. "Is this what you want?"

I could feel a pull in my heart towards him, Imprint? I question as I turn in his arms to face him, brown eyes meeting gold ones.

"Imprint." He says as his cold lips meet mine causing my heart to soar.