Heretic #5: The Thirst

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Good evening, pet. I didn't intend for you to meet me in this state, but it seems the coven did not take too kindly to my informing them of my departure. I only just escaped imprisonment.

No, no, they don't know about this place yet, yet. But we can't stay here for long. My name is Altor.

I was a coven leader of the Vampire Collective before I denounced them about an hour ago. One doesn't just leave after four hundred years. Four hundred years.

Four hundred years I've been lost, searching for something to numb the pain of the thirst. The thirst for lifeblood. What a hell of a life lived in moonlight.

I don't know how bad the wound is. Vampire weapons are rarely used against other vampires, but when they are, I usually do not leave survivors. I'm sure I'm cursed.

Curses upon curses upon curses. My life is damned if you only knew, if you only knew the lives I've taken just to be by your side. Oh, pet, there is a way that you may be able to help me.

That power you hold, I don't know what it would do. Your blood, it scares me. It brought me peace that I had not felt in centuries.

What is it when you find peace after so long? After you've grown comfortable with the madness? I can still, even in this state, taste you on my lips.

I will leave it up to you, however. I don't believe my life is worth risking yours. Help me up to the bed.

Let me see your eyes. There are a few things I want you to understand. This is a point of no return for us.

I'm giving you one last chance. Let me go, let me die, and you will be free. But you choose to do this, and nothing will ever be the same again.

You could easily go back to your life by walking out that door. Your blood is like nothing I've ever experienced. What is this cotton rag you're wearing? It will have to go.

Nothing but travel silks for my love, from now on. Let me taste you. Let me feel your life flow into my mouth.

Don't worry about the effect, you'll feel a little bit light-headed. Your body is addictive beyond anything I've ever known. Bring me that nipple.

The sweet pain. Pulling blood out of all the places in your body. Spread your legs, pet.

Spread. Feel these claws. Oh, what I wouldn't give to taste you there.

I'm here for you. Oh, you feel still so fucking warm. Feel the wound.

It's closing. I want to be inside you. I want to feel your beating heart squeezing my cock.

I'm here for you. Oh, your lips. Soft and supple.

They feel alive. I have not kissed anyone in so long. My love.

Feel my skin. Do I feel warm to the touch? What is happening? We are covered in blood and yet.

I can't feel it. Pet, I cannot feel it. The thirst.

It's gone. How? How has this happened? I thought you were powerful, but I had no idea this could be even a possibility.

Get up. Get up. I must have you.

Oh, you awaken me in ways I cannot express. I fucking want to devour you, but not in the same way. Turn around.

Put your face against the wall. Yes. I'm going to kiss your spine.

This scrumptious rear end of yours. Oh, that way you spread your legs as I slip my fingers in. Bend over, pet.

This time I'm going to fucking claim you. Oh, that feels so fucking good. Oh, like the fucking prey you are and will always be to me.