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Everyone
wants
to
feel
safe
in
the
dark...
♥
Everyone
wants
to
feel
safe
in
the
dark...
♥♥
Forces
unseen
pulling
strings
in
your
heart...
♥♥♥
Everyone wants to feel safe in the dark...
wants
to
feel
safe
in
the
dark...
♥
Everyone
wants
to
feel
safe
in
the
dark...
♥♥
Forces
unseen
pulling
strings
in
your
heart...
♥♥♥
Everyone wants to feel safe in the dark...
Taylor...Hated his job sometimes...
This was one of those times. Familiar, oh so familiar, pain burned his neck and he felt that poison flood his veins. How had he been so caught off guard? It was his fault...Stupid, stupid mistake. Thinking he was better then he was...'Never get cocky, Tay. It always bites you in the a**.' ...Or neck...He had thought the bloodsucker wouldn't see his attack coming, would've been knocked out. But no, the b*****d was faster then he thought. And now he was on his ******** back with this sarcastic jackass nibbling at his neck like he was a creampuff.
"I'm cute as a god damn button, bloodsucker. Doesn't mean you're allowed to take a ********..." he growled, feeling those sharp canines break his skin and suck. He could tell it wasn't a killing bite...He still struggled, feet kicking, hands fighting, looking for any opportunity to escape with his life. Fear tried to get to him but he shoved it back. If he wasn't afraid, he'd be crazy, but that didn't mean he had to let it overwhelm him...
He huffed at the lucky part and repressed a shiver as that filthy tongue ran over the holes. It was going to be such a b***h to hide those during work tonight...Taylor gave the bloodsucker a disgruntled look. Better? Relaxed? How could he relax while some ******** bloodsucker spit currently went through his bloodstream? What was it going to do to him? He tried to focus as the bloodsucker took his gun, continuing to squirm and struggle.
Trying to calm himself, he took stock of his body. His temperature was rising, heart rate was increasing, muscles were tightening...And...A loud, frustrated groan was released and he cursed everything that had ever been made that made it so this ******** b*****d was making him hard. "You jackass!" he spat angrily, bristling like a wet cat and felt himself becoming horny...Like he had never had sex before...Or like he had been denied for years...God damn it. He ******** hated bloodsuckers.
He glared and arched reluctantly when that fang pierced his bottom lip and he felt blood drip before being captured and sucked on. b*****d bloodsucker...Bastardbastardbastard...He didn't pause in his struggling, but he did see that gleam of hope. The bloodsucker's arms were shaking...He wasn't very strong...For a bloodsucker, anyway. Taylor blinked slowly s the bloodsucker pulled back, feeling his mind already getting a little hazy, a little dizzy.
With a growl, he broke the bloodsucker's grip on hands and clutched the bloodsucker's shoulders, throwing him off of him. He didn't let the bloodsucker get his bearings, instead pouncing on him. Now it was his turn to pin him down , feeling a line of blood drip its way down his neck and into his already stained shirt.
"Morals, huh? You wanna talk about morals with the guy that you just ********]?" he shook his head and put a let shaky
This was one of those times. Familiar, oh so familiar, pain burned his neck and he felt that poison flood his veins. How had he been so caught off guard? It was his fault...Stupid, stupid mistake. Thinking he was better then he was...'Never get cocky, Tay. It always bites you in the a**.' ...Or neck...He had thought the bloodsucker wouldn't see his attack coming, would've been knocked out. But no, the b*****d was faster then he thought. And now he was on his ******** back with this sarcastic jackass nibbling at his neck like he was a creampuff.
"I'm cute as a god damn button, bloodsucker. Doesn't mean you're allowed to take a ********..." he growled, feeling those sharp canines break his skin and suck. He could tell it wasn't a killing bite...He still struggled, feet kicking, hands fighting, looking for any opportunity to escape with his life. Fear tried to get to him but he shoved it back. If he wasn't afraid, he'd be crazy, but that didn't mean he had to let it overwhelm him...
He huffed at the lucky part and repressed a shiver as that filthy tongue ran over the holes. It was going to be such a b***h to hide those during work tonight...Taylor gave the bloodsucker a disgruntled look. Better? Relaxed? How could he relax while some ******** bloodsucker spit currently went through his bloodstream? What was it going to do to him? He tried to focus as the bloodsucker took his gun, continuing to squirm and struggle.
Trying to calm himself, he took stock of his body. His temperature was rising, heart rate was increasing, muscles were tightening...And...A loud, frustrated groan was released and he cursed everything that had ever been made that made it so this ******** b*****d was making him hard. "You jackass!" he spat angrily, bristling like a wet cat and felt himself becoming horny...Like he had never had sex before...Or like he had been denied for years...God damn it. He ******** hated bloodsuckers.
He glared and arched reluctantly when that fang pierced his bottom lip and he felt blood drip before being captured and sucked on. b*****d bloodsucker...Bastardbastardbastard...He didn't pause in his struggling, but he did see that gleam of hope. The bloodsucker's arms were shaking...He wasn't very strong...For a bloodsucker, anyway. Taylor blinked slowly s the bloodsucker pulled back, feeling his mind already getting a little hazy, a little dizzy.
With a growl, he broke the bloodsucker's grip on hands and clutched the bloodsucker's shoulders, throwing him off of him. He didn't let the bloodsucker get his bearings, instead pouncing on him. Now it was his turn to pin him down , feeling a line of blood drip its way down his neck and into his already stained shirt.
"Morals, huh? You wanna talk about morals with the guy that you just ********]?" he shook his head and put a let shaky
