"At the time I was young and I was stupid. First fae I had ever met and I was hooked. I don't quite remember when the relationship started, if you could even call it that." Really it could be called several relationships what with all the breaks they had. "But it was not enough. I wanted something more. The sex was still good, but was sex without substance? Soon even his blood became boring." Jack slumped back into his chair.
"John gave me that bottle, as a sort of going away present. He said we would open it when we never met. For several years after that I had hoped it would be true. That he would waltz into my life like last time. Then I can to hate the bottle and tried to get rid of it numinous times, but...I never could."