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sharpen , and along with an exhale of winters shards shared the air .
“ the meal I need is running through you , do this for me and I’ll be eternally grateful . ”
Pulsing , his blood twinged at the sight of porcelain that could hopefully turn red .
A slight guttural escaped with his words , a plea that he wished for her acceptance .
“ I need some energy , I appreciate the food but . . ” His pupils started to &&
more questions only entered her mind at his words 、 a hint of skepticism seen within pale visage. ʻ that ... depends on what is asked. but i try to help with what i can. ’
what was it that he could possibly ask for .ᐣ
From her act of ignorance , a revelation in the form of shock overtook his frame .
Embarrassed , mainly from the outcome of this encounter .
“ You do know I’m not a good person , even for this outing like this , right ? ”
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swirled with the desire of the scarlet that ran plump in her .
A decent bite — chewing and swallowing hastily before a deep exhale from his nose .
“ I do need help … Though how much do you trust in the common person ? ”
His mouth opened , and out sung his lullaby of disease — fangs pronged ever so slightly as he placed his lips amongst the succulent and neutral delight .
He feigned ignorance into its taste , eyes launched and locked upon the others . A standstill of desperation &&
his words were met with confusion and worry — the latter most of all as gaze would immediately dart over the man.
trying to see if he was hurt. mind thinking of his wellness 、was he alright 、does he need something more — does he need water etc.
The excitement made him smile internally , yet his face remained slightly bewildered .
The naivety made his instincts yell to claim the other — but not yet at least .
“ I guess so , ha . ” Park let out a single chuckle .
“ I’ll leave the sweets to you . ”
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features , eyes glaring at the ‘ gift ’ .
“ . . . . sure . ”
Park’s visage softened , tilting his head to look to the other .
“ Can you feed it to me , I can’t seem to function right now . . ” The blonde asked inquisitively .
The season of giving — a custom that was practiced more than any other .
Castile was begrudgingly waiting for the bus , after his failure to bring himself for another feast . . His hunger struck sharper than any knife could .
A second of arrogance claimed his &&
His finger tapped along his chin , pondering .
“ Steakhouse would be sufficient , though . . What’s in it for you ? ”
Eyebrows arch in anticipation upon her answer , he was wary of this being a trap unbeknownst of her naivety .
The sudden grip along his dexterity , followed with the intensity of her inquiry made him recoil in disbelief :
“ Cannibal — ? I — nonono . ”
Nonchalantly , he responded after such .
“ I’m a vampire , not a monster . I just 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 blood . ”
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pupils become dilated in awe .
her face becoming flourished with
a pink bright tint .
‘ someone .ᐣ —— a. . are you a
cannibal .ᐣ.ᐟ ‘
she focused on only one recall that
slightly spooked her . grasping his
wrist that explored her features .
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His pointer finger laid solemnly into her chin – blue pools stared intently into her amber hues .
“ Hopefully someone tonight , but I had some fish with rice – some leftovers for you beloved if you want any . ”
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continuous purring became louder
with each stroke ; subconsciously
leaning farther into said hand .
‘ not much 𓂃 just a chicken
bone & strawberries . .
how about you. .ᐣ ‘
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