Contra

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I watch as he stands letting go of her hand, a frown etched on his face. He touches her forehead and then her pulse and let's out a few curses before leaving the room completely.

I step from the shadows and watch as the essence of her soul dribbles out into the air. I lick my lips and dip my fingers in tasting the golden syrup. The sweet tang hits my taste buds, the sour and sweetness of her innocences is enough to make me horny all over again. Pulling back the hood I let out a groan as I see the work of another eating away at my new toy.

I jab my nail into her arm and pull the sickness from her dying corpse and into the bed post making the bed rot and mold over. Before the last of her soul is out of her body I take her lips and take her as mine. She'll do fine with the girls, surely get along with the others. As I look as the darkness slowly seeps into her body, I smile as it surrounds the last piece of her innocent soul.

I may have found a new favorite toy. A deep chuckle passes my lips as I step back into the shadows leave the corpse to pick up later. This will be fun.