AN ENTRY IN RESPECT TO
“ALL HALLOWS EVE“
It’s funny how the horns almost mimic themselves into the wood of the ceiling. The wooden planks depicted shapes like would a cloud. Like with clouds I day dream at them, as I wait for him to awaken.
Green everywhere outside. Now that the morning shone in, a small pond sits to the north of the cabin. It’s quiet and I’m sighing. Listening to myself sighing.
Looking at the pond.
Looking at the ceiling.
“G’Morning.” He says. I snap my head to him. Big🐗Bear🌵🌟 is so cute. I look at him, in the same instant I’m smiling.
“G’Morning.” I say and snuggle onto my shoulder. Face to face now. I listen to him breathing while he takes me in. He’s eyeing every feature. I can feel it.
I feel myself smiling. I smile.
Look in his eyes.
Look at his lips.
His neck. His neck. Neck.
I have to kiss it. I do. I’m kissing him.
I grab under his jaw and turn his head. Mmm, peach skin. I kiss it. Close my eyes. Mmmmm, his skin is so soft. Open them. I see that blue there. You see it?
Close. His heartbeat, I hear it, it’s faster.
Open. Oh man. His skin is so thin there, so thin.
I smell it.
His neck. I’m alive right now. I’m fighting myself.
I have my mouth around his neck now. I am in mid orgasm. Every nerve under my skin is alight. I have my teeth bared and around his neck. I’m crouched on top of him. I am sitting in his lap, I feel him hard under me.
His neck is under my teeth now. I notice it. A split second realization. That was all it took to send me over the edge.
I bite. Hard.
His eyes slam open when my fangs, both upper and lower plunge into him. Big🐗Bear🌵🌟 reacted now. He is strong. I reacted too.
My crouching position pinned him to the bed and he fights me. I suck and suck. There is blood ALL OVER the bed now. I suck and he yells. He isn’t yelling at me. He’s yelling at death.
Death doesn’t listen.
I suck and feel my fingers digging into his biceps. Blood is so hot, so thick. It drags over my teeth as I draw more. I pin him at the neck, he gurgles.
This is the end. I let Big🐗Bear🌵🌟 go.
I gape at him. I am the only sound. I look at the pond.
I look at him. His muscled, hairy chest has blood all over it. He stares off immobile.
I breathe and fall over his side to my back. This bed is so warm. I have blood all over my arms.
I look at the ceiling. “Mmm,” I sigh.
I look at the ceiling as if it were clouds.