Sixth drabble for the Food challenge on xoxLewrahxox's forum.
Food
This is open to interpretation. The only requirement is that your 100-word drabble feature some reference to food or eating.
She watches it slide lazily down her wrist, and her heart already beats faster.
She presses her mouth against the wound, and suppresses a moan. The tormented skin, so warm, tastes salty and smells of her perfume. Blood seeps into her mouth.
It tastes like steel. It tastes pure.
She rises her head, and licks her lips slowly. She prefers this taste to any other.
Her own blood makes her feel complete – and deliciously light-headed. For her, it is like a sweetest drug.
Addiction, dependence – the surest road to weakness.
She doesn't control it anymore.
Her tears taste salty, too.