.Deadly Affections.

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© Amber Kalkes 2014

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"Diamond Eyes" By Deftones

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Iris moans deeply at the taste of Abel on her tongue. It’s sweet with a hint of bitterness, like a cranberry. As she swallows the heavenly taste she can’t help but shudder against him in pleasure. His hands on her behind tighten as she hears him distantly groan. Iris begins pulling harder at his neck and her tongue scrapes across his skin to catch any other spilt blood drops making the salty tang of his sweat mix into it.

Abel begins to weaken a bit and his legs shake as Iris keeps feeding. She doesn’t detach herself from him as he collapses to the floor but instead straddles his lap so she can get to his neck easier. Abel’s arms go limp and slide uselessly off her body to hit the floor below him with a slight thud when his knuckles hit.

Iris knows she should stop. She knows that she should but she just can’t. He tastes too good. He smells too perfect. He wants her too much. Finally, when she registers how slow his heart is becoming she wrenches herself from his neck. Panting she sits back on his lap as she feels the blood course through her body.

This must be what bliss is.

Then reality hits her.

What had she done?

Abel’s once tanned skin seemed a bit paler and his breathing deep as he lay passed out on her living room floor. His neck is mangled with a bite mark, blood is stained into the shoulder of his gray t-shirt and some has even made it onto her carpet. She herself is covered in blood as well. Her white tank top, her upper chest and her chin is slathered in his blood and still the urge to lick it off herself pops into her head.

Shocked by her own thought she scrambles off him and she crawls backwards until she hits a corner. Pulling her legs against her chest she digs her hands into her hair as warm red tears fall down her face to stain the white cotton of her top even more.

She’s a monster, she thinks in agony as she stares at Abel’s form in shock.

Xavier had warned her not to make messes and this is a huge mess.

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Abel groans as he comes to consciousness. What the hell happened? He was having this amazing dream where he was kissing Iris and then all the sudden he felt this sharp pain. It only lasted for a minute before he lost his mind in the sensation of her on top of him kissing his neck. Was it kissing?

Abel frowns as he blinks open his eyes, squinting at the brightness of the overhead light. Letting out another groan he sits up and hisses at a tight pain in his neck. Lifting a hand up to it he swears lowly at the sting of it before pulling his hand back to see red flakes on his hands. Bringing it to his nose he scrunches it as he recognizes it as blood.

Why the hell is there blood on his neck?

“I warned you.” A soft whisper carries to him. “I warned you but you didn’t listen.”

Frowning he begins looking around trying to find who that was only to see Iris in the far corner with her knees pulled up to her chin. Only her eyes, much brighter than he remembered them ever being were visible over her knees. He made a move to get closer to her but she shook her head moving farther into the corner.

“Please don’t.” She begs him. “I don’t want to hurt you again.”

“Iris, what’s going on?”