Close to Midnight | Johnny Depp \\ Michael Jackson ✔

[5] t h i r s t y

"are u thirsty?" i repeated.

"what do u mean, darling?" he looked confused at me wonder if i asked him to kill me.

"you said you love warm blood" i said playing with the bottom of the sweater, feeling so hot cant wait to rip it off.

"just straight to the point baby" he said move on the top of me.

"i want..."

i move my hand to his perfect cheekbones and stare into his eyes.

he giggle seems to know what i mean.

he get off me making me wanting him more.

"just locking the door" he said throw himself at me.

"feeling so damn turn on aint ya?" he smirk.

he pull me closer to him and bent to my neck.

"sorry baby" he said.

"i can't" he said. get off me.

"don't you thirsty?" i said.

"i am. but i dont want to hurt you anymore" he stare at me.

"johnny,. hug me" i said

he bent down and i put my hands around his neck.

he get off the hug and kiss me on the lips.

"i dont want to hurt you. i will never do that. not again" he said and hug me tight.