As I seem to be coming to consciousness, I feel a sense of unfamiliarity with my surroundings.
A slim pale man, with pin straight ink black hair [that seemingly never ends], has sat himself onto my lap.
The dimly lit candles flickered a warm light upon us, but his bare skin touching mine seeped a coldness.
His sheer red robe slips off a shoulder, and he looks into my eyes with a grin hardly hiding his seductive intent.
His long piercing fangs are revealed by his grin, though I doubt it was meant to turn me on as much as it did.
He licks his lips while staring at my neck with lust-filled eyes.
I shudder from imagining the feeling of them sinking into my neck, I let out a breath and tilt back my head allowing him in.
He lets out a soft breath and brushes his thumb over my lips, slowly moving down to my chin he holds me in place.
I feel his hot breath against my neck, I know he is teasing me.. but I cannot help but let out a whimper.
He breaths more hot air as his tongue slides up my neck, I cannot hold back any longer.. I grab his small waist and push my hips up into him, letting out a soft moan.
He lets out a breath, but this time I can hear it's a breath of lust.
Suddenly his fangs sink into my neck, an excruciating shock rushes throughout my body, though it quickly begins to feel intoxicating.
These lustful feelings are growing stronger by the second and now there is nothing I can do to stop myself from indulging in my desires.
If this goes on any longer..
