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"I know it might sound weird but can you hold me?" I asked him, once more surprised with myself, just like my dream. Not so daring now but I needed a hug, I felt like I wouldn't be able to sleep otherwise, the night sky was too heavy simply existing above me while my thoughts scared me, the possibilities of more dreams with him in them even more so.

A Love Made Of Blood

Fantasy · Yaminoyosei

He looked as if he was finally going to kiss me, unite us in what I had been expecting for so long. My eyes were stuck on his lips, hungrily anticipating when once more he turned for my neck, lingering over my skin. I waited, the drumming sound of my heart the only thing I could hear. He stood still, making me shiver from need when he finally dove into my neck. I expected to be kissed, showered with that sweet seductiveness he had shown me from the start but nothing like that happened.

A Love Made Of Blood

Fantasy · Yaminoyosei

I could feel his hands touching me, his fingertips tracing gentle trails on my skin, right above my belly button. He was cold, like ice but my body was burning up. With every little touch I would shiver, my breaths short as I watched him get closer and closer. He had a grin on his face, his green eyes glowing like a mischievous demon as he hovered above me.

A Love Made Of Blood

Fantasy · Yaminoyosei

Tempted by what had happened I couldn't stop myself, every bit of reason had slowly disappeared from within me and it was as if something was calling me, whispering my name, telling me to get closer. Looking like a moth enchanted from the bright light I left my hiding spot and stepped under the light, being bathed by the warmth of the sun. I had never felt that way before. The warmth was caressing my skin, sleeping my senses and with every step I took deeper into the little clearing I felt light headed, exposed but I did not mind. My thoughts at the moment were only telling me to see, my body needing to know who was laid there.

A Love Made Of Blood

Fantasy · Yaminoyosei

Sighing I sat down, feeling the branches and leaves break underneath me. My head touched the trunk of the tree while my eyes looked up, searching for a piece of the sky. Sometimes I wish I could fly away, find a way to disappear, become someone without a name, without the anger in me. Find a version of myself that had peace. Such wishes though were fruitless, hopeless rants in the walls of my mind keeping me back from what was really important.

A Love Made Of Blood

Fantasy · Yaminoyosei

Sylia was right. I would only slow him down. Going back there, in my current state, would only make him weaker.

A Love Made Of Blood

Fantasy · Yaminoyosei