Draining You

The ease in which it takes to seduce you is a little too easy for me. You shouldn't have followed me home. But how could you resist? One glimpse of my crimson lips, glossy and shining like fresh spilled vino, and you were already mine. I saw the way you stared — helpless little thing — as I smiled and let you watch me lick them slowly. That's all it takes. That's all it ever takes.

Come closer, darling. Don't be shy. You've been dreaming about these lips every night since you first saw me. You want to feel them. You want to taste them. And I want you to.

But sweet thing... you have no idea what you're walking into.

My kind doesn't kiss. My kind feeds. And tonight, you're going to give yourself to me willingly — every last drop. I'll pull you in with a whisper, hold you with a glance, and by the time you realize what's happening, you won't even fight. You'll thank me. You'll offer your throat like a good boy and beg me to take what's mine.

You see, I don't just want your body. I want everything. Your strength, your will, your life essence — drained slowly, savored, swallowed. I want to feel you weaken under my lips as I taste you in, savoring the taste of your devotion.

Sacrifice yourself for me. It's what you were made for. And when I'm finished, when I've devoured every drop of you... I'll lick my lips, smile at what's left of you, and go hunting for the next one.

Sweet dreams, my delicious little meal.