Twisted Kisses

White and sharp.
So sharp that I can't feel pain,
But that's when the ecstacy kicks in anyway.
I can feel the warmth as it flows down my skin.
I can smell my scent that drives them crazy.
I feel weak, but I don't care.
I start to blackout from the pleasure of his arcinistic kiss.
He pulls away and his perfect mouth forms a smile.
His fangs glisten with my blood.
I'm petrified fromthe growing desire in his eyes,
But as quickly as it appeared,
It's replaced with reassurance.
That's when I start to feel the need growing in me as well.

I'm hungry.