Creed's Weakened State

I already knew what to do as I watched him tumble to the ground. I forced Xander to rest on the little sofa as I carried him over to the small bed. Now that the man I'm carrying is bare, I cover his blanket.

Once I’d stopped the bleeding from his shoulders, I was about to let him go when his hand suddenly reached out and stopped me in my tracks.

I close my eyes, but as soon as he opened them, I understood what he had earlier said.

He keeps saying "Energy," and before I know it, I'm kissing him back while he presses his hands firmly into the back of my head.

He seems to be the same as the others, I suppose. He also needed some energy, and I knew that I had to provide it for him since it was he who had gotten us out of that terrible situation.

"Okay, but don't expect me to suddenly alter my mind about you.” I hear him sigh as I say, "I still hate you," but instead of hearing his reply, I see him smirking with blood on his mouth.

He quickly removed it, kissed me, and I tasted the blood f