[[Crimson Bloom'x]]
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I need some opinions on this...thank you Do not mention twilight, please </3 Anyway, the Vampire [Rachel] has just walked into the kitchen to see her human friend [Eddie] with a gash in his hand, and lots of blood. May I add, [the last time I asked this, someone mentioned it] just because a vampire and human of different genders are in a relationship, it doesn't always mean love. Keep that in mind. [also, the 'Rachel,' parts are meant to be in italics.]
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It would be very quick. Painless.
Within half a second, she could pin him to the ground, her legs sprawled over his chest. He would’t be able to move. Before he could question, scream or shriek…her mouth would already be dipped into his neck. She would feel the insane pulsate of his neck as her ice cold finger traced it, only spurring her on.
Rachel,
The woman knew he would start to speak because she hadn’t bitten him yet, so quickly she would clap her hand over his mouth, and also moving his head away in the process. This would’ve allowed a lot more access for her fangs to sink into. Rachel would’ve felt the hammer of his heart under her, racking his body. Lightly, she would’ve pressed her lips against his neck, her mouth subtly watering.
Rachel,
Her mouth would open, and she would bite down into his neck, cutting though his skin like hot butter. It did feel like it was burning under her freezing body. The taste would be exquisite. It would be thick, rich. Rachel would’ve tasted the alcohol running though his veins from the night before. But that would only add a soothing kick to the taste–
“Rachel!”
Her head snapped up at the ring of his husky tone. She started at him for a few seconds, her nails digging deeper into the wooden interior of the door frame. He stared at her too, wondering why she wasn’t helping. And he was bewildered at the sound of her nails grinding against the wood, as if it was an act of…restrain? He wasn’t sure. Whatever it was, he couldn’t make sense of her behaviour. But Eddie needed someone to help him.
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Any feedback is greatly appreciated, thank you for reading xxx
If you don't like it, don't read it or answer guys. Your just wasting your pathetic life. Jeezus. Get a bloody life.
I need some opinions on this...thank you Do not mention twilight, please </3 Anyway, the Vampire [Rachel] has just walked into the kitchen to see her human friend [Eddie] with a gash in his hand, and lots of blood. May I add, [the last time I asked this, someone mentioned it] just because a vampire and human of different genders are in a relationship, it doesn't always mean love. Keep that in mind. [also, the 'Rachel,' parts are meant to be in italics.]***
It would be very quick. Painless.
Within half a second, she could pin him to the ground, her legs sprawled over his chest. He would’t be able to move. Before he could question, scream or shriek…her mouth would already be dipped into his neck. She would feel the insane pulsate of his neck as her ice cold finger traced it, only spurring her on.
Rachel,
The woman knew he would start to speak because she hadn’t bitten him yet, so quickly she would clap her hand over his mouth, and also moving his head away in the process. This would’ve allowed a lot more access for her fangs to sink into. Rachel would’ve felt the hammer of his heart under her, racking his body. Lightly, she would’ve pressed her lips against his neck, her mouth subtly watering.
Rachel,
Her mouth would open, and she would bite down into his neck, cutting though his skin like hot butter. It did feel like it was burning under her freezing body. The taste would be exquisite. It would be thick, rich. Rachel would’ve tasted the alcohol running though his veins from the night before. But that would only add a soothing kick to the taste–
“Rachel!”
Her head snapped up at the ring of his husky tone. She started at him for a few seconds, her nails digging deeper into the wooden interior of the door frame. He stared at her too, wondering why she wasn’t helping. And he was bewildered at the sound of her nails grinding against the wood, as if it was an act of…restrain? He wasn’t sure. Whatever it was, he couldn’t make sense of her behaviour. But Eddie needed someone to help him.
****
Any feedback is greatly appreciated, thank you for reading
xxxIf you don't like it, don't read it or answer guys. Your just wasting your pathetic life. Jeezus. Get a bloody life.