His fingertips trail down my cheek and along the curve of my neck. I know what he is here for. I loosen the strap of my dress so that my shoulders are bare. I can feel his breath on my back as his lips brush over my neck. His grip sends shivers down my spine and memories of a time when I felt alive came back. How ironic to feel alive when death is looming behind me. He faces me with his blazing eyes filled with intensity and passion. He whispers to me,
"I can smell your fear."
And yet, I reply,
"But I have nothing left."
He embraces me for a kiss, the kind I used to dream about when I was but a girl. I can feel the sharpness of his mouth as his tongue searches for mine. I revel in the moment as familiar feelings fill me with the desire and burning that I had become numb to. He breaks away, slightly panting. I can see the hunger in his eyes. It shouldn't be long before he makes his final move. How could someone so loving and intimate prefer to be alone? I could relate well on this issue, although with myself it wasn't a choice. He put his hands on my waist to draw me closer. I loved being in his arms as it felt safe, almost familiar. He lead a trail of kisses like raindrops on my jaw and down my neck, each sending fire to my stomach. He began to lightly nick the curve of my shoulder and back up to my neck. I felt trickles of my own blood running down my chest and onto the ground. I wiped the smudges of blood from the corners of his mouth lovingly. I knew that now was the time for it to begin. He bent down once again holding the small of my back with one hand, my head with the other.
"There's no turning back," he panted, with urgency in his voice. I did not respond as I already knew the consequences of my decision. His mouth encompassed my neck as he bit deep into the whole of my flesh. I let out a cry and the fear I have always felt flooded me. As my life was leaving the gaping hole in my neck and into his mouth, I thanked him. I thanked him for allowing me to revisit emotions in a body and mind that had been without for so long. I had to experience this beginning to see that there was an end. I collapsed to the ground slowly as he guided my way. It was then that I died. He had done what I had asked him. When I am born again from the trickle of his blood that he feeds me, I will see to it that this life is filled with something.
