8 ✖ The Vampire Journals (text)
She moaned loudly as he trailed his tongue along her neck, his body pressed against hers on top of the bed. "We can not," she cried. "You and I are different. It's forbidden!"
But her words did not cease him, only encouraged him further. Damian let his fingers danced over her corset, toying with her tied bow that rest at the center of her chest. "I care none," he murmured. "You are the one I desire. I wish to mate with you, regardless if I am immortal." It is then Adrastea met his icy emerald eyes, and she too, began not to care of the laws that are against them.
She wished to have him, kiss him, touch him, feel him inside of her. He tugged the ribbon of her corset, exposing her enormous breasts voluptuous bosoms and immediately gained an arousal. Damian pinched his fangs on the skin of her neck, drawing a bit of blood from her as it dripped down between her cleavage.|
k, thats the preview of my story. thoughts?
[ooc; many tears were shed when i wrote this.]