A: N I had fun making a vampire Erwin
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QUICKLY, you fell into a deep slumber, brain depicting vivid images of dark and cloudy skies. You were dressed in a thin white dress that was torn from different angles. Your feet were bare, digging into the burning grass beneath you. Your hands were covered in blood, your eyes darting towards the flame-engulfed church in front of you and the mysterious man standing near, staring directly at you in the large field of quietness. When he smiled at you, it triggered your feet to move closer, the man urging himself to you as well.
Eyes locked with one another, it was like you could see into his soul with just the touch of his hand, the other grazing the side of your face gently once you came face to face. This man was angelic and devilish all in one. Slanted crystal blue eyes, bushy eyebrows, pouty lips, and silk blonde hair, An entrancing patch of a scar leading from his right ear down to the side of his neck. Grabbing your small hand in his, you gasped at the interaction, a powerful spark igniting between you.
And then, you murmured out, "Erwin."
"My beautiful lover," Erwin hums with complacency, a sense of remembrance whisking over the two of you. You had no clue how you knew his name, and why he seemed so familiar to you, vice versa. "It's been too long. Your death had been painful enough, but you have been given the gift of reincarnation and found your way back to me. You let me in again."
Again? You glared at the small astrology talisman dangling from his neck shaped like a cylinder and for some reason this piece of jewelry he had, you recognized before. You didn't know where and how, but you knew you saw it before. Your lips were sealed shut, his hand trailing down from your face, past your chest and to the wet clad dress you wore, your dainty fingers pulling the zipper to his black jeans down and sliding your hand down his pants, wrapping it around the prominent erection he had, causing him to gasp. His tongue flicked out to skid across your neck, shutting your eyes and groaning as your wrist jerked and you laid your other hand atop of his head to tug at his straight hair.
"Let me show you how much I've missed you." His deep voice smooth like honey and setting you in a trance, biting your lip as he held you in his hands and pulled you up against him, wrapping your legs around his toned hips, letting Erwin align his tip with your entrance before gliding your hips down, pulling all of him into you with a shuddery whine. Erwin hissed and laid his forehead amongst yours, breathing in your delicious scent.
Before pursuing anything else, you found yourself leaping up out of your sleep, forehead doused in sweat as your chest heaved, frantically looking around your room with quick pants of breath, observing the morning light that shunned through your bedroom curtains. You became aware that it was in fact all a dream, rubbing your eyes and sighing you fell back on your pillows, reminiscing about the odd dream that had just occurred and trying your best to leech onto it before your brain decided to let the memory disappear. You had to get ready for work, and that's what you did.
Its been an entire week and you still had constant loops of dreams about this mysterious man named Erwin. Each and every night it had been the same man, but always a different scenario. Every time, you were left with a million questions when you awoke. Why have you been dreaming about the same nonexistent man every night? What did it mean? What did he want? Who was he? Every dream so far felt like a nightmare but at the same time—you liked them. You liked seeing him, hearing his voice, touching him, coming to the point of making love to him. And that was another thing—love. You could tell this man loved you to pieces, but he was confusing. All of these dreams about him were repetitive and confusing. It was like he knew you, like you had a past together. He always called you 'lover' and would refer to you as an 'reincarnated gift.' It scared the shit out of you.
