The Cardinal and the Niveous
crimson roses and lily whites, efflorescence of sordid minds sullied by sordid hands. “trust me, love... no one escapes death.” .:i:.
Drawing the dagger up with one hand, she made her movement swift and precise. And in the glow of the moon, crimson stained her lily. An ugly gash marring her porcelain skin. It trailed down her forearm, running like a red marble across her palm and down her fingers. It dripped like water onto his lips.
And despite all inhibitions, and against any will, Sasuke could feel his mind and body being taken over by instinct as his hand suddenly grabbed onto Hinata's. Violently pulling her down to him, his tongue tracing its way up the trail of blood and to her open wound. Placing his mouth fully over the cut, he began to suck and Hinata could feel herself being drained, could feel as her insides were being forced out. She bit onto her lip and tried not to cry out at his roughness.
His head was low and pressing deep into the nook of her elbow as he tried and tried to pull what he could. Even as her wound was closing, he continued to press himself further into her. And when the cut could give no more, he still remained pressed against her skin --- sucking.
I’ve been working on a second chapter for the better half of a year now but here’s an excerpt from the first chapter of my vamp!sasuhina story... sasuhina things........ happy extra month???