@crowsalvation Dark Damon, pre-crossover
The air smelled of blood as that little hotel room laid thick with five or so bodies. Some lifeless, some still twitching.
She caught his piercing blue eyes with her own as she drank the last drops from their final victim.
Katherine peeled her mouth away from his neck, teeth leaving flesh with a sickening squelch as she let the body drop to the floor. Licking her lips she beckoned her sire with a finger. Blood always tastes better licked from the lips of your lover.








