The moment I saw you, I knew you were the one. Your voice was like a song. Mosquito, I loved you from day one. But now, we are in bed. Your spindly legs caress my arms. I start moaning. Suck my bloood, I squeal, longing for you to get closer to me. To touch me in all the places I can't reach.
I wish you were bigger. I wish I could be in your arms.
Your legs rub together manically as you touch me in all the right spots, with all six sexy, fuzzy arms.
As your abdomen fills with blood, my blood, I think happily, I know that I'm making it possible for your future children to be born. I am, in essence, your children's parent.
Suck me harder. suck me harder. It feels so good as your thin needle-like mouth inches into my bloodstream
You crawl across my skin, creating goosebumps where you touch. I whisper your name, getting fidgety and almost squishing you.
Your large eyes stare me down as I writhe at your touch, feeling the departure of each drop from my bloodstream and living for every second. "Oh, Mosquito," I whisper as you continue. "You do Know how to turn me on."
Oh, Mosquito. Your spindly arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. I feel the blood leaving me, as I become one with you. You gently touch me, sucking harder- harder- The best feeling in the world, I think as your fuzzy limbs caress me, gently tickling my skin. I moan softly as you fly away. But I know you will return, and make me whole again. Someday I will meet our kids, and we will make a family together. Just you, me, and the reminders of our love.
The next time I see you, you seem weaker. Though it has only been a week, I see new wrinkles on your abdomen, where before there was only a smooth exoskeleton. Something is wrong, but when I ask you about it you just smile and shake your head. Nothing is the matter, you say. I'm fine, you say. But you arent. in bed, your proboscis is so weak that it no longer draws blood. I wait for the gratifying sucking sensation, but instead, you're still stuck in my body when the wound starts to itch. I love the feeling. It reminds me of you. But now, I'm worried about it. You haven't moved in an hour.
I cried as you lay motionless in my hands, your life just leaving your fragile body."Why must you have to do this to me" I mourn my love, my partner, my friend, large droplets of water splashing their body.
ok ya know what this was a bad idea from the moment i thought of it just leave the rest up for the imagination
credit is important ofc: it wasnt just me who made this (it was on discord so i will only add names for ppls privacy)
thanks to Adrian, Goop, Alfa, Pidge, and anyone else who contributed
and a special thanks to Adrian who without this nothing would have been possible
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