Sometimes i swap into characters that are just figments of my imagination. Tonight my vampire self surfaced - probably the sight of the full moon from my rooftop or the eerie atmosphere or just the desire for a new experience.

I bit harder into his neck. I wasn't really wanting to taste blood but i surely wanted to see how he would react. A soft moan. Strange, i thought. Wasn't pain supposed to be a turn off? If i bit a bit harder he might just move away from me. I tried that, but all he did was moan louder and pull me closer to him, as if wanting more. I continued teething his neck while his hand moved down my bare back, crushing me against him. My teeth moved from his neck to his shoulders, biting harder. The more pain i gave him the more he seemed to want me. The more he ground me against him. The pain seemed to be accentuating his pleasure. The more pleasure he seemed to want to give me.

A strange rhythmic flow of pain and pleasure started. I pulled his hair, while his tongue explored every mounts and valleys of my body. I bit and bruised while he sucked and licked. I pushed away and he pulled closer. I dug my nails into his flesh and he dug his flesh into me. And then i realised how much pleasure pain could bring.

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