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I swipe her wrist with the blade.
Blood runs fasts.
She grunts low but clenches her hand once again.
I briefly look into her eyes before leaning forward.
I latch on her open cut and suck her blood.
Before I can take a chunk of meat, I remove my mouth from the wound and transfer the blood to her through mouth-to-mouth contact.
Tounges swirl, fluids slush, bodies thrash, magic magics.
She pulls me close. Sensations build from my toes, my tail hurts, our bodies writhe until I can no longer discern between her body and my own.
We become one.
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Mermaids & Land (Dark Fairytale Retelling)
Historia Corta"Take this," the silver of the knife glints in the moonlight, "you will have to slice his throat before midnight." °°° She had seen him on a ship. Hair flying majestically, eyes glinting with the ocean and crown hanging from a rope tied to his pants...