Drabble 123 - Prompt 05 - Burn
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As a rule fire was not a vampire’s friend, so Henry avoided it. But the ‘fire’ he couldn’t resist was the one that Vicki bestowed on him. Every touch burned; each breath upon his skin scorched him.
The first time he sank his cock into her he likened it to sinking into molten lava and Henry half expected the bed to burst into flames. And the more they moved, the harder and faster the thrusts got the hotter his body felt… he could practically see the blood boiling beneath Vicki’s skin with the heat. And he wanted to be consumed.
As a rule fire was not a vampire’s friend, so Henry avoided it. But the ‘fire’ he couldn’t resist was the one that Vicki bestowed on him. Every touch burned; each breath upon his skin scorched him.
The first time he sank his cock into her he likened it to sinking into molten lava and Henry half expected the bed to burst into flames. And the more they moved, the harder and faster the thrusts got the hotter his body felt… he could practically see the blood boiling beneath Vicki’s skin with the heat. And he wanted to be consumed.