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The liquid, rushing in willingly, dulling my ever present hunger. Never truly satisfied, lingering on the outskirts of my mind ready to pounce at the easiest option. Digging my nails into his hips with my other hand tangled in his hair, pulling harshly. I lick my lips, savouring the taste and smell. More flows into my open mouth, delicious saltiness. He was a rather attractive boy. Too bad, he must die. Warnings: Blood, violence, death (no major character), smut, probs little angst, supernatural, BDSM. I'm really excited for this one guys and if you have any comments or tips for my writing. It would be great appreciated. Send me prompts, for one shots!:)