A Kiss in the Night
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A body fell to the ground with a light thud. The wet pavement, caused by torrents of Nature's tears, was now mixed with crystal clear blue and crimson red. It was something nauseating to look at, but 'twas better than to have a body unconscious rather than dead. How so? The body, to which it belonged to a woman for the breasts played their part in the female anatomy, was breathing slowly. Slowly, but surely it was breathing.
The skin underneath her ear was pierced barely a centimeter yet the blood continued to flow. A smile appeared on the lips of the mysterious man who stood next to the female body, a black cape around its athletic and masculine stature.
He whisked himself away into the dark abyss, leaving the body there. He knew that he had not been too gruesome with his food. In fact, he pitied the poor thing and decided not to drink all its blood. He smiled as he recalled earlier events where she could not even let out the slightest shriek of terror. It had all gone by too fast. He wondered why he even let the disgusting piece of meat go. Disgusting, yet satisfying.
As he walked down a trail so familiar to him, he began to think upon the coming days.
Should he rather hunt down more food for pleasure to eat or to play with a single girl whom he found stunning and attractive the first time he saw her?
He did not go for the latter, which remained the last of his options.
He knew he would have fun as he bared his fangs in guile.