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His very essence seemed overwhelming.
The sight of him, overwhelming,
His touch, overwhelming
His husky and dark voice, overwhelming.

He kept his wild gaze glued to my weak body, two women draped like rag dolls on either side of him, their heads rolled back to rest on his arms, their lifeless eyes staring up at the ceiling. His lips were ruby red; Dark, almost maroon blood smeared his chin and nearly every article of clothing below his mouth, his cravat dyed red. His smile was more of a smirk, wide, showing off the pink tint on his pointy teeth, taunting me.
“Care to join us?” He purred, chuckling a bit after he spoke.
He leaned over to the girl on his right, nuzzling her neck until sinking his pearly-whites into her flesh in order to drain her of any liquid left, never breaking eye contact with me. I gave his words no reaction, yet allowed my eyes to fall to his once white button-up shirt beneath his over-coat he hadn’t bothered taking off.
The veins beneath his eyes popped up prominently, to reveal themselves even more, the whites of his cold silver eyes now black, his irises two glowing roses; He tore himself from the poor thing, eyes fading to normal, tongue poking out to rid his lips of his victim’s blood.
He beckoned me over, his face going back to its normal blank expression, with a hint of impatience.
My feet were rooted in place, and I had no original intention on moving even another inch closer to that demon. He inhaled sharply, violently shoving the two girls to the side, slamming the heels of his boots onto the wooden floor, their clacking echoing throughout the room. He stopped abruptly in front of me, reaching out and taking ahold of my chin with his fingers, gripping it harshly. I winced in pain,
“Open. Your. Eyes,” He growled. I squeezed them tighter. He tugged my face upwards in a snap,
“Cadet.” I felt my bottom lip quiver weakly, “Open them.” When I had refused to obey him once again, he pulled away, yet there was no sound of movement.
In a second, the air was knocked out of my lungs, a sharp pain in my side as my eyes opened in shock. The tip of his boot dug into my side, and forcibly shoved me down until my body collided with the cold ground. My cheek was pressed against one of the floor-boards as I coughed up a small stream of a mix between saliva and blood. I shakily turned my head to look up at him. He stood over me, studying if whether or not I had the strength to continue protesting. Yet once he knew that I wouldn’t move a muscle, he bent down, balancing his body weight on the front half of his feet, while tilting his head to look me in the eyes. I cringed when I felt his icy fingertips brush against my cheek, moving a lock of hair behind my ear. He moved closer, putting his hand out to reach towards my head, sifting his fingers through my hair, the palm of his hand and pads of his fingers chilling to the touch on my scalp. Surprisingly, I relaxed my head against the support of his hand, and allowed him to guide me closer to where he could then put an arm up under my back, arching me, while bringing his face closer,
“L-Levi,” I mumbled,
“Silence,” He growled lightly, still letting a hint of kinderness to shine through. The tip of his nose burried itself slightly into the skin of my neck, his lips dragging back and forth smoothly on one small spot. He pulled back a bit, and I braced myself for what was to come.
But instead, swift and tender pressure was applied onto my mouth as he took my bottom lip and massaged it with his tongue.

His very essence was overwhelming.
The sight of him, overwhelming,
His touch, overwhelming,
His husky and dark voice, overwhelming.

But for me,
His love,
Everlasting.