Purposes of hunting

by Soqquadro04

Little Drabble , about. Damon in a moment of weakness. I apologize for any errors, but I'm Italian and I do not know the language very well D: Hope you like it, Soqquadro

Purposes of hunting

While politely you open a bag of plasma, bringing it to you lips and making to a grimace when the blood too cold caresses you the palate, you remember for the umpteenth time – with a nostalgia dictated probably by the unrestricted freedom that you possessed then – the irrepressible excitement of the hunt.

How long you does not sink your teeth into a pulsating vein, Damon?

Weeks, or months, even.

The temptation to throw the rest of the canned food and go out becomes much stronger.

You feel the tingle canines for the lust, and the desire is almost irresistible.

Then her face appears in front of you, frowning. Disappointed.

So you give up, finishing with fury to drink and crumpling the plastic stained red.

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