by Matt Saunders
(United States)
she is laying in bed, waiting for him
waiting for him to descend
descend to her room on a cold winters night
on which she shall meet her doom
shes been waiting for centuries for just this one night
to get a feel for what it is like
to be part of the damned who stalk the night
waiting to feast on a snack of delight
he is finally here he is silent as snow
she springs up from her bed and she runs just beside him
he says "it wont be long now" eyeing her with joy
"'till you'll have an undying, unquenchable thirst"
he takes a lock of her hair and slowly brushes it aside
so that he has a clearer path to her neck
then ever so slowly tilts her head to the right
jaws closing around her while she gestures a beck
as soon as his teeth pierce her still tan skin
he tastes the crimson red liquid that is her warm blood
he suddenly moans 'cause the taste is so rich
and he drinks ever faster draining her of her life
shes stunned by the feeling, that, she cant deny
but it's just so piercing that she, too, must moan
that spurs him on, cause he thinks she cant take it,
to remove his sharp fangs from her now pailing skin
she feels him removing his now blood stained teeth
she says "dont. i want more, it just feels so damn good"
he responds with a quick "ok then, i wont"
and returns to his embrace of another damned troop
as soon as hes done with draining her life
he holds her and carries her slowly to bed
he sets her down gently and then tucks her in
then waits and watches a minute to be sure she'll be fine
after hes certain that in the morning she'll turn
he darts silently off into the cold winters night
again she lay silent sleeping in bed
only two little marks to show of her vampiral embrace.
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