Midnight snack

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Word count: 418
Halloween imagine special
Trigger warning: blood and death

You were walking down the streets of New Orleans. You had just left a party and were quite buzzed with alcohol and were reminiscing the events that had occurred earlier that evening. How this mysterious man had kept flirting with you while dancing on the dance floor. A small giggle escaped your lips as your drunken mind remembered the man's little smirk.
He was a tall, rangy man with eager ruby eyes and long sandy hair he kept back with a leather thong. And it was apparent immediately that he was an adventurer. Exactly the type of guy you longed for. You longed for someone like him to take you away from your boring, little life and have amazing adventures with.

Soon, you were pulled out of your little daydream abruptly, as that same man pulled you into a dark alley, pushing you against the wall. That same smirk was still present as he gently placed his hands on your lips, pushing his own body closer to yours.
"And where are you going, darling? I believe we weren't done yet." He whispered. His voice deliciously dark. A small shudder ran up your spine.
"And what did you have in mind then." You mumbled, trying your best to sound sober and seductive. A small chuckle escaped his throat.
"A little bit of this." He whispered as he gently pecked your lips. "And this." He said as he continued kissing down your neck. You threw your head back against the wall of the alley, letting this man explore your neck with his lips.

"And finally, a lot of this." He said as he sunk his razor sharp teeth into your neck slowly, cutting your arterial blood vessel, but leaving your windpipe intact. You gasped as the pain hit you.
"Ow! Please stop!" you whimpered, but the man never stopped. He pulled your body closer to his, his iron grip keeping you in place. His sucking soon became more violent and your breathing started to stagger. Your heart fought against the sudden loss of blood, but to no avail.
Your heart beat one last time before stopping altogether, forever.

The vampire dropped your body on the cold floor,his ruby eyes even brighter now. He licked his lips, your sweet blood stilllingering in his mouth. A content sigh left his lips before standing up. Hisheightened sense had picked up on his next midnight snack, your body completelyforgotten in his task to still his ever growing hunger for blood.

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