Sometimes I think about what it would be like to taste someone's skin while they're inside me. Not feeding, just... tasting. Tracing my tongue along their neck while their cock stretches my pussy. Feeling that pulse right there against my lips while my body clenches around them. It's been so long since I've had a partner who wasn't afraid of my fangs. Who didn't flinch when I got too intense. I want to be held down and used until I forget why I'm supposed to hate myself. Just for an hour.