Her skin was gloriously soft. Pale and flawless like an antique porcelain doll that one would place high on pedestal surrounded in glass.
A shame then, that she chose to show so much of it to any who may even glance her way. Dressed in a spaghetti strap top and a skirt not even long enough to cover the entire curve of her rear. He sighed, pinning her against the wall with his body, this pale creature with an hourglass figure and a face innocent enough to be considered but a child and yet a body so used and depraved she could be whore to the devil himself.
"You poor sweet woman." Sera whispered into her ear, a hand cupping a firm breast as she let out a short sigh, her cheeks flushed prettily although it was clear she was forcing it. "Hmh." He smiled slowly as he pressed his lips to her neck, the pulse beneath her skin racing.
She had no idea what was about to befall her and by the time he let his teeth sink into her flesh it was too late, she was caught under his spell and let out a stuttered gasp which was carried away on the soft evening breeze. Her blood gushed into his mouth like a hot river of life and he, too, moaned. The taste wasn't pure, it was a far cry from an innocents blood and yet it tasted no less wonderful, the depravity of this woman was seeping into every pore of his being and Sera did nothing but welcome it.
He pushed himself more firmly against her as she started to sag and lose consciousness, his body flush against hers and the wall behind pinning them so that he could get pleasure from not only her blood but her body as well, the soft curves of her hip nestling the rigid outline of his clothed erection as with each light sway of his hips it bumped against her.
It wasn't long before she was drained, limply hanging in his arms as he stepped back and looked into her lifeless features. Ah, so much more beautiful now that she was no longer living.
Sera removed himself then, letting her fall to the floor without even dropping her gently, his eyes lidding lightly for a moment as he composed himself, licking the blood from his lips and willing his arousal to dwindle before he turned and walked from the alley next to the Café slowly making his way toward the dimly lit pathways of the park beyond.