— 𝘿𝙀𝙓𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙂𝘼𝙉
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— 𝘿𝙀𝙓𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙂𝘼𝙉
@TormentedWrath
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ɪɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ — ᅠ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᅠ ᅠ ʟɪᴇ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᅠ ꜱᴜʀꜰᴀᴄᴇ . . .

» by your weapon of choice — my gaze locks with your own, igniting a fire within me only 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ever could.] And... what now? [There's not an ounce of fear in me. I'm staring at you when leaning into you — pushing on the knife with my chin to bring my face closer to yours.]

How does the rumor spread if I only leave victims in my wake? [Darting my tongue out — I trap its tip between my lips to run it along your carotid, slowly.] Mhm, I wouldn't say that. But I'd let enough blood... relocate to then quench my other thirst.

[Pushing on your jaw with my nose to tilt your head back a little.] Takes some eager sucking to get to such a.. tragic point. Ideal to quench my thirst, I'd pick preys I couldn't care less about. But with you.. wasn't I mentioning marks?

... Cute. 𝙈𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 pleasure, is that so? Like you won't moan in my ear and beg me not to stop.

Let's pretend I have no idea what you're talking about — so I get to test this theory directly on your skin. For science.

━ he /one/ of them? . . no. he wasn't. didn't smell like anything else. utterly human from scent alone. no. he was something worse, he thinks. something nasty that he didn't wish to play with at the worst of times. ) crime rates climb, the cops only get fatter.








