I see your light shine through

Beloved bloodsucker 🦇🥰

Anyway, Papa watching at the head of the altar as his beautiful supplicants caress and writhe and worship each other, breath hitching in their mouth, licking, biting, tasting, fingers delving deep, seeking heat and warmth and pleasure. Papa watching as they thrust and gasp, the culmination of their mutual pursuit, the pinnacle of their mutual desire. How glorious it is to have a body; how wonderful to listen to it, to hear it, to let it speak. To be heard, to embrace, to give and to receive. Behind his mask he feels the sweat bead on his own brow, the tension of his own body as natural and right as the pleasure displayed before him. Firelight on bare skin, firelight on silver, eyes watchful, eyes closed in bliss. This is your inheritance - not fear, never fear, only desire, as natural as rain on the earth, as beautiful as the blush across a petal, as thunderous as a storm shaking the mountains. Papa watching, bearing witness to it, blessing it as they bless each other.

happy friday the 13th/valentine's day double feature to all goths, emos, vampires, horror enthusiasts, reanimated corpses, romantics, weirdos, freaks, lovers, and everyone else who may celebrate