Skyler15

I smell her before I taste her — that warm, metallic scent laced with fear.

It clings to her skin like perfume. Intoxicating.

I take her hand slowly, reverently, like one might pluck a rose already weeping red.

I close my eyes.

The first bite is always the most divine.

She tenses… resists… and then — she gives.

They all do.

And I? I savor it. Every tremble. Every whimper. Every heartbeat against my lips like a drum calling me home.

My gaze drifts upward, to the vaulted ceiling above.

No guilt. No shame. Only clarity.

I am what they whisper about in trembling prayers.

What they flee from in their dreams.

Hunger made flesh. The night in silk.

And when it’s over —

when all that remains is a fading warmth and a smear on my skin —

I laugh.

—

Not to mock her.

No.

I laugh because it was exquisite.

Because, for one glorious moment... the world had a taste.

/!\ fake Blood /!\

📷 Cosplay inspired by Lady Dimitrescu

"I can hear your heartbeat echoing through the walls. Such a fragile rhythm… so easy to stop."

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(Pix : Romain_photographer on IG)

Photoshoot - Lady Dimitrescu

« The frantic beating of your heart echoes like a symphony in my ears... Go on, I savor every note »

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A good pupper getting make-up done on the set of Resident Evil

im also working on a full fic involving detective alci x femreader

(i tried and failed to draw the roses on her chest :>)