There for the Taking
At first I repulse you. You spit me out – gagging and choking. You hate yourself. You loathe how much you need me. Your heart is filled with contempt – (and desire) hardened by your new transformation (afire with your need).
Soon, you realize just how important it was for you to have me. I cloud your thoughts and reign over your desires. You still hate me, but you finally understand – you need me to survive.
You still want to be normal – to be human. You want to love her, cherish her, care for her. But there is only one thing that you care about – survival – and surviving means embracing what you truly are – embracing me.
So as you lean in to kiss her neck, you're stricken. My scent overpowers you – sending every primeval instinct into overdrive. And as you move closer, my scent grows stronger – and I run faster. Pounding. Pulsating.
Soon it is unbearable for you. You have to have me and as your fangs pierce her skin – soft as silk; white as porcelain, you find euphoria.
Before you even realize what you have done, you are holding her lifeless body in your arms.
You finally accept what you are.
You finally see what you are capable of.
You killed your one true love (only a monster could do that).
And you finally understand that I will forever rule your life. You finally realize how much you need me – how much you love me
The way I look, smell, taste.
You live for me.
I am your everything.
And I'm there for the taking.
an. this is for Cheeky Slytherin Lass's All Sorts of Love Competiton: Crack Paring. Sanguini/Blood. Reviews would be lovely = )