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the smell of your scent,
the color of your skin.
so porcelain and pale,
red rings in your topaz eyes.
your white teeth,
your sweet seductive luring smile.
your cold skin,
your loving magic.
you bring your teeth to my neck,
brushing lightly to my neck.
it feels like a kiss from the wind,
blessful pain, oh so blessful pain.
sweet pinching feeling,
the kind touch of your hand on my delicate fragile body.
the sweetness of your touch,
the gentle kiss of your teeth,
the warmth of my blood running down my neck,
the strange look in your eyes,
the kind of pain that changes your life, to immortal darkness.
"kiss my neck, kiss my neck, kiss my neck", i whisper.
the bite, the rush, the blood, the night, the terror, the fangs, the ability to lure everything a human could dream.
kiss my neck.
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