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Emile seemed almost visibly surprised by the fact that the stranger not only didn't mind his company, he almost seemed to invite it. "Nice to meet you, Alexander. I'm Emile Zandin- I usually just go by Em." He counter introduced with a slightly nervous air. He payed little mind to Alex's drink of choice as he found himself sparsely able to remember what his own was.

"Oh. Well alright." He added with a smile, seeming relieved to know others wouldn't be invading his space. He realized he was still standing and blushed. Without further incompetence he sat down across from Alex and offered another, far more sheepish smile. "I guess I kind of hap-haphazardly gave away my discomfort for population?"

Emile turned a dark shade of red and dropped his glass (which was fine because it landed nicely on the table and sloshed a bit without spilling). "I...how...oh. Sorry." He stammered like a child that had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. 'Good grief...he reads minds? WAIT! If he does I better not think too much...Maybe I should think about not thinking...but then that's thinking! Dx Do-oh!' He thought frantically while nervously nibbling his lip.

His blush lingered hotly on his face as his lowered his long pointed ears; "Yes, I am an elf. I'm not sure what kind though." He admitted, unsure whether he should be flattered or distressed about the comment on his scent. "I don't imagine you're human." He managed to say after a moment, "Most humans can't smell all that well."

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Emile furiously forced himself to think about thinking but found himself helplessly drawn to thinking about Alex and his motives; 'Oh man...a vampire...I should be scared...But. .///. But he's so attractive. Wait...Get out of my head! BAD THOUGHTS!! Don't say things like that!'. "A vampire. So I see." He breathed, "WAIT...You can read my mind?!" He slapped a hand over his mouth and left it there as he blushed so hard it hurt.

"What...do you mean you can give me thoughts?" He sputtered before falling mute from the closeness of the vampire to himself. "Nnn...wait...My neck---" He breathed with a squirm. Of all the places he had to get touched by an attractive male, it had to be his mother of all weak spots. He wouldn't dare say the feelings neck attention gave him, but he was sure his thoughts were giving it away just fine. 'I do...want you to.' He thought nervously, feeling as though he'd just said it out loud.

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Emile bit his knuckle to prevent himself from verbally expressing just how weak his neck was to such attention; "Y-yes I'm extr...remely sensitive there." He swallowed hard and fought to hold some composure, "I don't want you to let me go anyway." He added seeming to be like putty in the vampire's arms. He was so flustered at the point of being held he hadn't even realized he'd entirely abandoned his drink; "Ideas? What ideas?" Before he could finish his inquiry he found himself going dumb with heat. "Yes." Was all he could manage to breath as Alex made the offer of going to a room.

He had the feeling that he was going to be bitten that night, but seeing as that was an unspoken desire of his he showed absolutely no complaint. Even if vampirism happened to spread through bites, he couldn't deny the awesome power of possibly becoming and elven vampire. He thought of a great deal of 'interesting' little scenarios for his vampiric friend to peruse through, hoping that perhaps one or two of them may become real. "Lead the way?"

The poor elf never imagined that he'd end up on this path. It'd just taken him being possessed to enter a bar he'd otherwise turn his nose up at- and then suddenly he was in the arms of a handsome vampire, awaiting to prowl off into a room with him. Fate was one twisted mistress.

Emile gasped slightly in surprise as he was easily picked up like a doll and carried off with a little difficulty; "I will, will I?" He questioned with a trace of a nervous yet devious smile. The sudden slip of the hand caused him to blush that much darker while he did his best to to squirm at the "accidental" exploration. "That's alright." He assured, biting the tip of his finger.

Before he knew it he'd been smuggled into a room and rested on the bed within like some manner of a trophy.
(Sure, why not. x3 )