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Poem for Haegun
Knowing it would excite me, she called forth her fangs, her face also transforming into the predator she was. While most might find this ugly, or even hideous, I found it beautiful, perhaps due to the pleasure I knew would soon follow.
“Give me your dark kiss, my love,” I said as I offered my neck to her, my erection showing my desire. Usually, this would follow a bout of traditional sex, hence our mutual nudity, but tonight my craving for her fangs made me impatient.
I knew that I had risked much, the first time I offered myself to her, my life in her hands. I had no hopes of taming her, only hoping that these feedings might continue on and on, and even now wanting to join her in her life.
“Aaahh,” escaped my lips as she bit. I relished the twin pin pricks that preceded the feeling as she drank. Indeed the sound of gulp after gulp was arousing, until she had taken enough to quell my erection. I now knew this was her signal to stop, even though I wanted her to continue.
After licking her lips, she asked, “Is it true? Am I your love?”
”Yes, truly.”
”Enough to join me in my life?”
My face showed my joy at this.
”Yes, I can see that it is true. Then let us start your journey tonight.“
She cut a curved scratch around a nipple and drew my head to her. I lovingly licked her there, tasting her blood for the first, but not the last time. I sucked on her nipple, and the adjacent wound, glad that she had accepted me as her partner, her husband.
Each swallow gave me an increasing warmth as my body sought to absorb her vampire essence. I lost track of time as I savored her blood, until I felt her firm hands pulling my head away.
“Don’t be sad, my husband to be. This is only the first of many feedings.”
We kissed, and now rejuvenated as I was by her blood, we diminished my erection in the more traditional way as we made love.