February 17 - Pulse
I reveal my neck
Where a pulse throbs, begging him
As his fangs sink in
Have had this fantasy so many times ππ I love itπ€
Dark. He snores lightly.
A knife looses red. So red.
Cleanup is less fun.
I love this! Very nicely set scene. π€
I think you meant "prey", right?
π€¦ββοΈIt's fixed. Somehow it always turns out that I'm scheduling these at 2AM, I think that's called the typo hour in occult circles. π§
I reveal my neck
Where a pulse throbs, begging him
As his fangs sink in
Have had this fantasy so many times ππ I love itπ€
Dark. He snores lightly.
A knife looses red. So red.
Cleanup is less fun.
I love this! Very nicely set scene. π€
I love this! Very nicely set scene. π€
I think you meant "prey", right?
π€¦ββοΈIt's fixed. Somehow it always turns out that I'm scheduling these at 2AM, I think that's called the typo hour in occult circles. π§