Disclaimer: Really? C'mon, no. Again? Ok, I don't own Vampire Knight.
An: This is my first attempt at VK fiction so be gentle with me!
Sakki: Japanese: Can either mean some time ago or thirst for blood.
Sakki
It was in moments like these that he liked her best.
Hair undone, flowing freely all around her.
Lips swollen, coated in a light tint of what they might jokingly refer to as rouge. A delicious pink tongue poked out from in-between her plump lips, flicking, licking at the reminder of rouge.
He couldn't hold himself back any longer.
Pushing her down he glided his lips over hers. "Shiki," She breathed out his name, it was barley audible over the Italian opera playing in the background but it still set shivers down his spine.
Shiki's red tongue pressed up against his fang until the copper tasting sweetness filled his mouth before he opened his mouth to her, darting his tongue inside her smaller mouth. Teasingly. Giving her a taste.
As he separated from her he dipped down towards her neck, licking at his perfect spot, "Rima." He whispered before hungrily digging his fangs into the delicate skin of her throat.
Rima gasped upon penetration then sighed, content.
As his mouth filled with her sweet nectar he couldn't help but close his eyes, hugging her body against his. She was most certainly like a fine work of art or a wine that he most certainly was going to enjoy till his end of days.
Each day becoming a little more sweet and refined.
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An: I was going for more of a true drabble but it got away from me by 122 words. Eh, I tried.
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