dubh-mac-tire
Luke stayed still, not wanting to spook the man. "I'm Luke by the way." He winked and held out his hand. "Whatis your name sire? If you don't mind me asking." He licking his lips, his tongue flicking out only barely. He wanted the man. He was everything that Luke was looking for. Well toned and educated and beautiful eyes and hair. Luke's gaze stripped the man of his very being and saw the soul with in. It seem a bit broken at the moment. Ahh... I'll need this soul to heal before I can enjoy it. He thought to himself. He decided he would nurture the soule, not wanting another demon to steal away such a rare soul.
Luke looked around while the man stoop, captivated. "I must say... You aren't very talkative." He commented with a slight frown.