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Vampiric

© Kate-Aimee Conrick. All rights reserved!


She felt the heavy press of flesh in the darkened theatre.
A tiny smile played at the corners of her mouth, smug, her tongue danced along the edges of her teeth.
Dark. Bodies. Blood. Hot. Sweat. Blood. Fear.
No, it was not true fear. The stupid cattle did not believe in true fear anymore, they had forgotten all in such a lax and opulent age. It made things so easy.
She watched the colours play across the screen, watched as the stupid boy who had stuttered his way into bringing her here moved his paw closer to her.
Tongue between her teeth she smiled in the dark, and stretched provocatively against him. A small curdled male gasp from him, and she turned, grinning. Light glittered over her incisors but she knew that he only saw the sheen on her lips, the curve of her hip lying against him. All skin looks pale in a cinema glow.
HOT. SWEAT. FEAR. BLOOD. NERVOUS.
Her eyes flickered wider for a second, as a rush of instinctive compulsions grabbed her. “Whaddya say we get outa here Matteo?” She purred in the ear of her nervous boy victim, tongue playing between her teeth again, trying to stay in control.
He looked at her tongue and gulped, sure it was for him in his stupid cow arrogance. Eager, he stood and stumbled to the aisle, forcing his way past sneakers and knees.
Silently she glided along in his path, the beginnings of a grin teasing her mouth, and her eyes met other dark ones, glittering throughout the crowd.
Oh, he’d get her tongue, her mouth. Maybe she’d even catch the end of the movie.

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