His eyes swallowed me in and spat me out on the bed. A marionette, that I am, and my strings are being pulled by him. Like we're dancing, falling into rhythm. Slowly swaying to the night's silent melody. Just my vampire lad and me, the only thing that matters in this world. Everything else is just a blur. A kaleidoscope of colors. A train of soft kisses slowly makes its pace up my collarbone. Lost track of time and came to a nibbling halt at my earlobe. Caught up in the moment I forgot all about my troubles. Allowing him to take me to the stars, close enough for the moon to invite us over, for an adult only party. His my dose of haroin. My illegal hobby, that I just have to do again and again; hoping to not get caught in the moment. In an orgy of emotion, our clothes scattered the room lik
