Predator and Prey
She trembled as he grew closer to her neck. He once kissed her there, now he would kill. She was in the predators grasp and there was no escape. She begged him to let go, to let her free. No matter how many pleas and scenarios she came up with, she wasn't going to be free, his craving was too strong.
Her blood was the only thing on his mind; he could hear it running through her veins. He craved it; he had craved it ever since he first smelled her. Since the fist sight of her he had planned this moment. Everything was going as planned, but he didn't know how the piercing of the skin would go. He'd seen it in his head but the feeling was undecided.
Tears filled her eyes, because of the cold breath on her neck.
The sound of the irregular breath startled him, he hesitated.
She noticed and strived for freedom. Using all her might was just a waist of energy. He noticed and grabbed her tighter, although he didn't have to.
She made the last plea for her life and barley breathed out, "Please," another tear spilled from her eye and down her cheek. "Please don't."
That was it he couldn't talk it anymore, it was bite or let go. Silence the craving for her blood or never see her again. How the hell could he decide against love and the animal inside? The proper time to make this diction would take years, maybe an eternity, but he only had a few minuets.
