I knew she would get me in trouble, her aura is so intoxicating.
One look in her eyes and I knew she was evil, her red hair, the way her Hazel eyes darken at the sight of something she wants. And her name... Camilla.. I didn't think she would go so far as to hold a knife to my throat, though.
I'm not as scared as I thought I would be when my life is threatened. I am more nervous, and aroused.
Her eyes darken with anger as she hold the knife firmer on my neck, I can feel a cut form, and blood trickle. She watches it slide down my throat, then uses her free hand to wipe it clean. My blood coats her finger as she looks at me, then sticks it in her mouth. Tasting my blood, making me shiver.
I don't know what's more attractive, the eye contact, or her licking her finger clean of my blood.
"Your blood tastes so sweet," She purrs, "Too bad you're too pretty to kill."
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Don't you love it when you get a story idea with no plot? New story coming soon I guess, since I already started writing this.
Arlo♡
