✨Loosin it Man✨

The hunger never truly stops.

It’s a never ending ache that could render you frozen. Doubled over in pain, irritated with even the faintest of sounds beating down on your brain.

But those spider like fingers find you, grip your chin in an almost delicate touch that rivals any lover.

It’s his smile.

You can’t forget how his cheeks spread, teeth show and sharpen and look upon you like the prey you are. It’s inhuman how his mouth opens, the stuff of nightmares but you’re mesmerized.

God, you’re smitten.

His teeth connect with your neck, puncture the flesh with an ease that leaves your skin gooseflesh ridden. It hurts, it always initially hurts, the sound of skin breaking, tendons yanking and that deafening gush of blood that bathes him. He looks like a God like this, illuminated by the moon and dressed in your blood, the white of his gloves becoming stained, ruined by your essence.

It turns you on.

It turns you on so much you reach for his flowing black locks and yank.

Yank enough that skin leaves and clings to his canines.

How can somebody hold so much blood? How can his eyes hold hunger that hasn’t been satisfied with this bounty?

You ache more, you yank his head backwards to the tune of his psychotic laughter and sink your own teeth onto his neck. It’s sloppy, desperate and unpracticed but it flows down your throat like a cold glass of water.

How could he taste this good?

The blood splatters as he continues to laugh, ruins your clothes and stains your chin and he opens the wound of your neck furthermore.

“Silly, silly, little thing you are” His voices bounces in your brain, startles you enough to let go of his neck. The quick inhales makes your choke and blood goes up into your nose. You cough, blinded by tears and red visions.

Alucard, he had said his name was Alucard.

He grabs you again, a hand around your waist and another on your palm in what looked like a dance stance. “What a delightful creature you could be, but greed gets you nowhere” His smiling faces drops, somehow his serious gaze makes you shake more than his jaw nearly unhinging to feed upon you.

But the, “Ache…it hurts so much” You almost sob out, voice gargled and eyes wild.

“You have so much to learn, darling” He swings you both around in expert motions, mostly dragging you. You watch in excitement as the wound you had created starts to close up, neatly connecting with his flesh as if it had never happened.

Seamlessly as he dips you, he smiles once more. Slowly he brings you back up close to him, as close as you could get to such a towering figure such as himself.

He kisses you.

Pushes his tongue inside.

His laughter echoes in your brain.