A Forbidden Dance

They only had eyes for each other. He was a vampire, a creature of the night, who had lived for centuries. He had loved and lost many times. But he had never felt anything like what he felt for her. She was a human, a mortal, who had lived for only a few years. She had dreamed and hoped for many things. But she had never imagined anything like what she experienced with him.

He held her close to his chest, feeling her heartbeat. He smelled her blood, sweet and tempting. He kissed her neck, gently and softly.

They wore matching outfits, both in red, the color of blood and passion. He wore a red suit, elegant and refined. She wore a red gown, long and flowing. They looked like royalty, commanding and graceful.

They ignored the stares and whispers of the others, who envied and feared them. They knew they were different; they knew they were dangerous.

They were in love, and nothing else mattered.