Demons_hearts1234
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2009
"Hmm...." He let out a little sigh of pleasure as under him was a girl, now utterly drained, blood spilling from her neck and from his mouth as it flowed around on his tongue and mostly down his throat. "Sooo fucking good. Good to be awake again." He said with a sweet little groan as he bucked, his dick still within her and limping. While feeding from her, like the sick bastard that he is he was fucking her. It was something that he often did with his targets, fuck them and feed at the same time. It made the person's death at least a tiny bit sweeter and more pleasurable.
He pulled out of her and stood up, throwing the body aside and onto the floor. Dumb bitch, he thought, looking down at her almost in pity. He sighed and reached for his pants were on the floor, tugging the jeans on and fixing his belt so that it hung firmly upon his hips. His pants lightly showing off his package that was rather...large, clearly something his father had genetically put into. He got his mothers eyes though and her hair, if maybe a little whiter her her own.
He had white blond hair and a pair of pure, icy blue eyes that, when extremely turned on or blood hungry could turn to a dark or bright red. He let out a little sigh, running fingers through his messy hair. He was well muscled, not some scrapy little twig as most vampires were thought to be, not at all.
He invited himself into the girl's apartment's shower and took a quick one before he finally left her little apartment, leaving the girl on the floor and left to rot. Though of course people would eventually find her. He gently fixed his jeans and he wore a dark blue button up shirt with a small jacket over it. "There we go." He said thoughtfully as he brushed his surfer boy hair back lightly, grinning happily as he was finally free. He had been asleep for the last hundred years. But after drinking from that girl, he knew her memories and about everything that she knew. Like what the hell the monsters were that went on the weird black roads, cars.
He pulled out of her and stood up, throwing the body aside and onto the floor. Dumb bitch, he thought, looking down at her almost in pity. He sighed and reached for his pants were on the floor, tugging the jeans on and fixing his belt so that it hung firmly upon his hips. His pants lightly showing off his package that was rather...large, clearly something his father had genetically put into. He got his mothers eyes though and her hair, if maybe a little whiter her her own.
He had white blond hair and a pair of pure, icy blue eyes that, when extremely turned on or blood hungry could turn to a dark or bright red. He let out a little sigh, running fingers through his messy hair. He was well muscled, not some scrapy little twig as most vampires were thought to be, not at all.
He invited himself into the girl's apartment's shower and took a quick one before he finally left her little apartment, leaving the girl on the floor and left to rot. Though of course people would eventually find her. He gently fixed his jeans and he wore a dark blue button up shirt with a small jacket over it. "There we go." He said thoughtfully as he brushed his surfer boy hair back lightly, grinning happily as he was finally free. He had been asleep for the last hundred years. But after drinking from that girl, he knew her memories and about everything that she knew. Like what the hell the monsters were that went on the weird black roads, cars.