Raising his arm he began to lick.
Not like when a dog licks their own wounds clean.
More like a addict's fixation.
The wet, that now covered his tongue almost made him purr...
...shuddering at the taste of it. It may not be fresh anymore, but it still tasted fucking delicious.
Relishing the moment while he could, he dug a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.
Drawing in a deep breath, and then sighing out euphorically.
He looked down at it, and smirked at the red-ish hue colour that now covered the end he had just tasted.
Breathing in the fumes, he was soon up on that high again...
He had been too distracted to notice, a mist now covered the ground around him causing him to shiver from the cold of it.
And then, it started to rain.
Scowling, he watched as the rain washed the rest of the blood off.
As the rain landed on his lashes, he blinked to rid himself of the droplets and looked up upon that sky.
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DEMONS Of Drakewater
Teen FictionA Demon girl, a Monster Hunter, and a down-right nut-job, pair up together. ( The 2 of them are acquaintances, well, I guess you could give it a bit of a stretch. Friends? maybe? ). She needs their help, whether she likes it or not. She's more power...
