Are you lost little boy? I can’t imagine what you’re doing out so late at night. It is beginning to rain and you look cold. Come home with me, I will take such good care of you. You wonder why I’m not afraid to be out so late, in the dark on such a terrible end of town. I laugh and tell you I am fearless.
We get to my loft and I open the door. You wonder why it isn’t locked. I tell you I am indestructible. You look around and my decor confuses you. You ask if all the coffins are my Halloween decorations. I smile and you think you see fangs.
I fix you a snack. I am not hungry, not for what you’re eating anyway. I can smell you and I am lusting for what runs in your veins. You wander around my loft, as you are getting comfortable. You begin to feel dizzy so I help you to my bed. You make a cute joke about my antique four poster bed. I am not sure why you find it funny. You ask why I am so pale and hardly ever smile. You fall asleep.
You wake up to find me naked and in bed with you. You can’t believe your luck. I straddle you and begin to ride you. My soft but oddly strong hands are around your neck. You look into my glowing eyes and beg me to bite you. The smell of your blood is intoxicating. Young blood is the most potent. You beg me to turn you. It’s tempting but, way too much responsibility for me. Good night sweet boy. I laugh at my own kindness and toss you to the rats.
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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
