Your claws, slicked with my blood. Your eyes, staring into mine. I'm trembling underneath you while I bleed out. My hands weakly grasp you as I meet your gaze. I'm smiling. I love you. I wanted this too, and your instincts craved it. It's okay. We planned this, I promise it's okay. Stay with me til its over. I know you're going to miss me, babe. Thank you so much. It's getting harder to think. Kiss me before I go?













