Their intricate bodies. Pale skin, intriguing eyes, siren like appeal.
Their sharp fangs, digging into necks is sublime.
I desire that bite.
His cold hand caressing my face, my neck, ever so softly and gently.
He leans in. Syrupy breadth sweeps across my face.
Yearning for what is to come, I tilt my head slightly.
Carefully, he bites, as if he's afraid I may break.
Those teeth.
Those exotic, deathly white daggers. Beautifully entering my neck.
Blood trickling from the vampire's mouth, sliding down my neck creating a warm, sticky trail as it travels to my chest.
Passionately sucking, drinking.
Sensual seduction at its best.
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