Demonblood

I'd like to say that right then, I looked into his eyes. His perfect, blue eyes, that only showed my love and care. But then I would be lying. Not that I'd mind much, not in just that moment. I didn't dare look into his eyes, wich were blood red, not blue, cause I knew they'd be cold. They wouldn't show me any of the feelings I felt right then. If I looked into those eyes, I wouldn't be able to fool myself anymore. His cold hands caressed my thighs shamelessly and demanding. He then tore my bra of me in a fast, rough movement. ,,Look at me," he then whispered in a hoarse voice. And I did. I looked into those evil, but incredible beautiful, red eyes, and became numb for a second. I then did all I could do - I kneed him right where the sun doesn't shine.