Desire on the other side of blood

The sharp canine teeth pierced his skin, and thick blood flowed continuously into his mouth.

It was so quiet all around, so quiet that I could even hear the sound of blood gurgling out and myself swallowing quickly.

The limbs stretched out as if reborn.I can feel that a desire that has been suppressed in my body is being unreservedly satisfied.

There was boundless blood in front of the misty eyes.There seems to be a voice in my ear that keeps saying to me: Suck it up...it's all yours...suck it up...

Yes...it's all mine... just absorb light...

I clenched the hand around his waist tightly, making him stick closer to me, biting down harder.

so comfortable...

Don't want to let go... want more...

give it all to me...give me...

He trembled suddenly, and then slowly dropped his hand on my arm.

"Kaylo..." He called my name softly, his voice was weak as if it would disappear in the air at any moment.

Awakened by his voice, I woke up suddenly.

God what am I doing?I want to suck his blood!

I pushed him away, stared blankly at him clutching his neck, took a step back, leaned against the wall, and then slowly slid to sit on the ground.

"Hehe, Kailo, do you want to suck all my blood?" He smiled lowly, his fair face looked even more bloodless under the dim light.

I look at my fingertips.The long nails glowed terrifyingly white in the moonlight.

"I..." I don't know either.

This is not the first time.When sucking blood, his body is completely out of his control, but he instinctively wants more, as if... wants to destroy everything in front of him.

"Ha, I almost thought that I would become the first vampire to be sucked out of blood." He took a breath and got up from the ground with some difficulty.

The wound on his neck didn't heal immediately, and the blood that flowed out quickly stained his skirt red.Because the healing ability of the vampire will fail when the body is extremely weak or loses too much blood.

"Phili, I'm sorry." I supported him, a little at a loss, "I don't know why this happened, I..." I became very strange, as if I wasn't myself.

"I don't blame you..." He leaned on me and winked at me, "I think it must be because my blood is so delicious."

"I think... yes." I thought for a while, smacked my lips, and nodded emphatically.

After we got back to the apartment, I went to his room with my pillow in my arms because I was worried.

He was leaning on the bed, looking like he was going to sleep, and seemed surprised to see me.

"You...why are you here?"

"I'm here to sleep with you!" I shook the things in my hand towards him.

"Sleeping together?" He grabbed the quilt nervously, his face slowly flushed.

"Yeah!" I kicked off my shoes, climbed into bed, and put pillows on his stomach and around his neck.

He stared at me blankly, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

I grabbed his collar and deliberately tore off all the buttons, exposing a large part of his chest, "Fortunately, although it took a while, it finally healed." I patted his chest with a smile, and then took Pull the quilt over the pillow and lie down.

"Um... do you want to have a drink first before going to bed?" After being stupefied for a long time, he finally said hesitantly, but his eyes still didn't dare to look at me.

"What are you doing drinking?" I shrunk my neck and pulled up the quilt with only one head outside.

"Drink some wine, maybe...you can..." He didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Philip, do you know what you look like now?" I pulled up the quilt a little bit, leaving only my eyes to look at him.

"Wh...what?" He was finally willing to put his gaze on me, his blue eyes widened.

"Like an innocent little virgin." I said so quickly, I almost bit off my tongue.

His eyes widened and he said angrily, "You're laughing at me!"

"I didn't!" I coughed lightly, with an ignorant look on my face.

"You have it!"

"I do not have."

"You have it!" He yelled and rushed over, pressing me down.I struggled a few times, but his hands were held tightly by him.

I couldn't help twisting a few times, but he suddenly stopped moving, just looked straight at me, his eyes were very gentle.

Embarrassed to be seen by him, I called his name in a low voice, and shrunk my neck down again.

He hummed, arched his eyebrows, grinned, and kissed.

His kiss was also very gentle, kissing my forehead, eyes, nose like a feather, and then staying on my lips.

He kept his eyes closed and kissed very seriously.The tip of the tongue outlines the shape of my lips, but it has not entered for a long time.

"Phili... um..." She couldn't help but call out to him, but the sound was swallowed by his kiss.As if stimulated by my voice, his kiss suddenly became frenzied, the tip of his tongue swept around my mouth as if attacking a city, and then entangled my tongue and sucked hard.

The tips of the tongues are entangled with each other, and the breaths of each other are intertwined. It is very warm and quiet, which makes me have the illusion of continuing to kiss like this.

After a long time, he finally let me go.

Looking at me deeply for a while, he kissed my forehead, pulled up the quilt to cover the two of them, lay down beside me, then leaned over, hugged me tightly in his arms, resting his chin on my chest Over the head, the legs sandwiched mine so that it was as if I was wrapped in him.

After doing this, he smiled at me again, with a smug expression on his face, "Now you won't be able to escape."

"That's it?" Now it's my turn to be puzzled.

"Yes."

"What about this?" I reached out and touched his underside, but there was no response.

"'He' went out to play with me all day today, and he is also tired, and now he is sleeping." He pursed his lips and smiled, and kissed me again on the neck.

"..."

"Sleep, good boy!" He patted me on the back a few times like coaxing a child, and he closed his eyes.

It was the first time I slept in a bed with a man and did nothing.

His whole body was surrounded by his aura, and his shallow breathing was heard next to his ears. It should be a cold body, but it seemed that he could feel a warmth coming from the touching skin.

This is also the first time I feel that I am cherished by others.

Very happy, like a dream.

I hugged his waist back and saw his long eyelashes tremble a few times.

I kissed his eyelashes.

"Good night, Philly dear," I said.

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These two are so childish...