by Jessica Hamby-Fortenberry Thu Mar 28, 2013 8:39 pm
I sighed and picked myself up on and knelt on the bed as he stood at the foot. It was nice of him to offer his blood, but I wanted far more than that. I guess he still thought I was delicate and weak, which I was but I wouldn't show him that. I missed him, everything about him. His hands unbuttoned his shirt and moved it across his skin, making my mouth water and my body feel like it was inflamed. I ran my hands across his skin and pulled him into me, kissing him hard then kissing my way down his neck towards his chest. My fangs dropped and I looked up at him as I sank them into his flesh, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. I pulled three times and moaned at the exquisite taste. Pulling my fangs free, blood coating my lips I pricked my finger and sealed his wounds. Running my tongue along my lips slowly I continued to look at him, my mouth slightly open and fangs down. It was in this moment I moved my finger to his lips and ran my blood across them. Why? Maybe because I wanted that bond with him again, maybe because I was delusional, but something inside of me urged me to. My eyes never left his.