vampire baran this vampire baran that
Vampire Trinity Santos. she bites the Fuck out of baran. she used to drink the blood bags from the ER for survival. now she Only drinks from baran because she tastes like heaven as a liquid. her refuge her safe space shes practically a part of her soul. make it angsty. make it have tension. make it bloody. hell make baran join her as one too.
“baby, have you had anything to eat yet?”
a prick from baran’s finger causes a drop of blood to fall on trinity’s thigh as she’s changing from her scrubs to her home clothes on their bed. trinity grunts, eyes locking at the red spot. she slowly starts to pant too.
she licks it immediately. eyes very quickly dilating.
“no. i.. hah- i thought the fill you gave me last night could sustain me—“
“you could have jumped a patient, trinity.”
shit. okay. she’s scolding me. fuck, she’s scolding me. fuck. fuckfuckfuck. why does it feel good when she does that. god i need more. fuck. so much more. moremoremoremoremore—
“yeah,” she pants, she haphazardly kicks down a whine at the back of her throat, “well, i didn’t. i made it out, okay? now give.” trinity almost growls. she’s losing her fucking mind.
“tsk tsk. darling,
you already know better than to talk to me that way, trinity. ask the way you know you should.
and apologise for your recklessness.”
“please. and god i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, i’m sorry. but please. pleasepleasepleasepl—”
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