Reaching up I glided my hands throughout her hair, Pulling her head to the side and taking her offering. My lips connecting with her neck before my fangs broke the skin and letting her blood pour into me. Tasting her scent and letting her will enter me.. Pulling away after but a taste I grin. " Well now.. Arn't you just the show stopper? Look what you've done little one.. This whole crowd has stopped and is staring at us. Just what are you going to do to get yourself out of this perdicament?" And with that I leap up gripping a rafter and vaulting myself from it out the glass window The shards of which falling to the heads of the occupants scratching and stabbing their shoulders and face. Nearly unresistable ammounts of warm fleshy blood drip from them to the floor.

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Fantasy is only as as fake as your body wants it to be.