Unquenchable Taste

Seven hours had passed already. Corey pushed the door of his room as he staggered in and shut the door. He was feeling tasty, he needed to quench his taste. He immediately rushed towards his fridge, ransacking every corner of the fridge, and couldn't find what he was looking for. He shut the fridge in anger as he slipped to the ground and groaned in frustration. 

Likewise, he immediately flashed back to how deep he inhaled Kira's body. The smell of her body kept hovering all over his nostrils. 

He stood up, staggering continuously as he stood in front of a mirror, breathing heavily and his eyes were beginning to change into another colour. His skin was starting to turn white. 

He leaned on the wall as his body struggled to accustom to its reaction. He shut his eyes so tight as he continued to swallow his saliva continuously as the pace of his breathing intensified. 

Not only that, but he staggered towards his wardrobe and brought out a picture of a lady and sat on the ground, glancing at the picture as he sobbed.

He suddenly started shivering, screaming, and groaning as he stood up, scattering the things on the table like someone who was looking for the thing he misplaced. His eyes were starting to be blurry as he continued to search and suddenly, he laid hands on a white container of about one litter and immediately turned it open and started drinking from it even though the container was empty. He shook it continuously, making sure some drop of liquid from the container could go into his mouth. Luckily, a few drops of the red liquid substance went into his mouth as he began to lick his tongue like someone who finally tasted a very sweet meal for the first time. 

He wasn't still satisfied, but those few drops sustained him a bit as he regained his comfort. 

He leaned on the wall, letting out a heavy sigh of relief at a very slow pace as his heartbeat returned to normal.

Since he wasn't still satisfied and needed to quench his taste, he made use of the shower, dressed, and left.

His car moved for some hours and finally drove Inside the compound of a building thanks to the gatekeeper, who opened and closed the gate the moment he drove in. 

His intimidating height, broad shoulders, and his handsome look gorgeous with a white long sleeve, blue coat, and trousers with a matching black shoes made him look like a gentleman as his presence attracted eyes while he walked into the building. 

The moment he walked in, loud music, people screaming in pleasure, laughter, come-ons, hooting, yelling, swearing, glass breaking, whistling, DJ announcements coming over the loudspeaker, mugs clunking against a table, the hiss of pop filling a glass at the bar welcomed him as he stood in front of the entrance door with his two hands placed inside his pocket, gazing at the girls dancing on the pole and in no time, he started moving majestically.

Strobe lights made the clubroom presentable as they continued to shine around, reflecting on every corner of the room.

Waitresses dressed skimpily with glowing trays of drinks to serve, while some, with empty bottles and broken glasses, walked in another direction for disposal. 

While he walked, he sighted a spot that he thought would be comfortable for him to sit in. He walked in that direction and when he got there, he sat like a gentleman as his eyes surveyed around, looking at everyone's faces as if he was looking into their soul.

“Hello sir, what may I serve you?” A waiter asked as he snapped out of his dazed state. He cleared his throat and looked up at the waiter with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. 

“A bottle of red wine.” He replied as the waiter immediately walked out, going to grant his request, and returned after a few minutes.

“Here… sir.” Said the waiter. He dropped the bottle of red wine on Corey's table and a glass cup beside it before he walked away. 

Like A person who had been starved of water, Corey opened the wine and was about to drink from it when he realized he was in a public place. He wouldn't want to draw the attention of people, so he gradually filled the red wine into the glass he took a sip of it and swayed to the beat of the background song when he suddenly spat it out and felt some burn in his throat which caused him little pain. 

He groaned with a slight yell and wiped his mouth with his handkerchief. At this point, he realized wine could no longer quench his taste. He needed something different.

He stood up and was about to walk out when someone tapped him from the back.

“Hey… you came around?” A voice asked. The voice sounded familiar. Corey turned backwards and saw it was Scott

“Hey… What's up?" Corey asked with a handshake.

“I'm cool about leaving?” Scott asked as he shook his head. 

“Not at all. Just want to make use of the restroom. You wait here while I ease myself, then we chill out together? Corey asked and Scott agreed

“Sure, sure! I'll be ri….ght here!” He stressed his statement as he sat on a chair next to Corey's table and poured in the red wine into the cup and continued to take a sip of it while he requested for another glass cup, so Corey would use it once he is out of the restroom.

Scott and Corey were colleagues. They both work as FBI officers. Scott was pleased to see Corey in the same club where he came to cool off, so it would make a great sense if they chill out together. Scott, Derek and Corey were colleagues of the same FBI department.