Forever (слэш)

"--There was a quiet cry as Anthony bit through his lip and for a split second the perfect mouth stained crimson.
Only a split second. Only a dot of red here and gone but it was enough.
There was blood, and Loki’s head snapped back, their mouth open in a wordless pant as the unfiltered scent of their conquest filled their nose and made their throat immediately raw with the need to drink and know that scent intimately on their tongue.
'Mine.' The thought came unbidden, quiet and whispering in the vampire’s psyche. Loki’s iron clad self control only allowed them the smallest shudder, but they might as well have torn the stars from the sky and screamed their intent to have the human for all it wrecked them. 
Every vampire and haunted thing stalking the college campus turned tail and fled when Loki’s magic sparked invisible and scorching as they laid a spell of protection over Anthony’s head.
‘Your life is your own, but your forever is mine.’ they thought, and on the bench Anthony shivered against a gust of icy wind, the breeze brushing like cold fingers against his cheek. ‘And I will be back for you soon.’