Thursday - Exertion
Tonight, 100 words on exertion.
Eric collapsed with a heavy thud onto the dampened mattress. Eyes closed, breathing jagged and desperate, fangs exposed and glistening with blood. The prostitute collapsed beside him sprawled on her back, her well-rounded breasts gleaming, nipples staring at the ceiling. The two puncture marks on her neck were crusted with dried blood, residual tributaries caked down towards her shoulder. Eric reached over and licked the red streaks clean, a quiet, subdued moan coming through her lips.
“What time is it?” she murmured, cooed.
“Half-past seven.”
“Ten hours? We’ve been going for ten hours?”
“Time certainly flies when you’re having fun.”
Eric collapsed with a heavy thud onto the dampened mattress. Eyes closed, breathing jagged and desperate, fangs exposed and glistening with blood. The prostitute collapsed beside him sprawled on her back, her well-rounded breasts gleaming, nipples staring at the ceiling. The two puncture marks on her neck were crusted with dried blood, residual tributaries caked down towards her shoulder. Eric reached over and licked the red streaks clean, a quiet, subdued moan coming through her lips.
“What time is it?” she murmured, cooed.
“Half-past seven.”
“Ten hours? We’ve been going for ten hours?”
“Time certainly flies when you’re having fun.”