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{Adult Fiction, Contains graphic scenes} ×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+×+ Her scent was nothing short of dangerous. She could easily become a drug to me. A drug so powerful that I need extreme self control to not go overboard. Sometimes I don't want to stop. Sometimes I wonder how I would feel if I had every ounce of that dark liquid in me. Extraordinary, nonetheless, but even after a few gulps I can feel the power coursing through my veins. I feel on top of the world yet when shes around I can't help but feel like a teddy bear. "Siera?" I ask still having her head in my hands with my face tucked in the nape of her neck no longer feeding, just smelling and watching the blood drip down her collar bone. "Hm?" Pulling my head back I meet her gaze. Her eyes were a brilliant green, brighter than I've ever seen them before. "You're my White Rose."
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