Her black glove grasped a man's hand as she waltzed out of the club into the alley. Amongst the garbage and the darkness, Jessica's eyes glowed like rubies, and she whispered, "I can make you feel amazing." Her hand grabbed her victim's chin with an elegance like no other. Liquid affection pooled from her lips, and her hands roamed over, exploring every curve and crevice. Deep moans filled the silence as a smile grew on her lips. The buttons on his shirt were undone, and his rather lackluster body stood out for her to see. Her long, sharp, black nails slid over his stomach and nipples before she cupped his head and sank her fangs into his neck. Her nails dug into his back, and a scream erupted from his throat. She shut him up with a kiss, her mouth filled with the taste of his sweet blood. "Oh, your blood is just perfect. Sweet with a bite of bitterness to balance everything out. Just how I like it." Her hands undid his belt, and both his pants and underwear came down. She rubbed his penis, and moaning once again filled the air. She bit his shoulder. Blood oozed out, and a stronger moan escaped his lips. Some time passed, and though she was full of blood, she was far from satisfied. Her fingers traced the wounds she inflicted. As the man flinched from the pain, she kissed him passionately. His cock hardened, and her lips wrapped around it as easily as a lollipop. Her tongue licked and rubbed his penis until his semen exploded in her mouth, sliding down her throat. The warmth and saltiness of cum complimented the sweetness of blood, in her opinion. After the moan of ecstasy, his knees buckled, and weakness spread through his body as his mind scrambled to understand anything that just happened to him. As he laid on the concrete, she kissed his head and dressed him up. "Don't tell anyone what happened, okay?" Her lips met his, and she stood up, readjusting her hair and removing any blood with a handkerchief.
