His eyes smouldered like black fire, the flames licking at the whites of his eyes, which provided a stark contrast. He was holding me close to him, and I could feel the coldness of his porcelain skin against my warm body. His mouth was open, his white teeth almost shining in my state of delirium.
I closed my eyes, and took my last breath of air. I felt his teeth sink into me and shivers tingled down my spine as the icy venom spread through my body, reaching every extremity.
I opened my eyes slightly, looking up at his face, which still looked like the most beautiful thing in the world, despite the small droplets of blood in the corners of his mouth. I smiled weakly at him, and then felt everything go black…