[the savage]

My hand delicately closes arounf yor throat. It woulf be so easy to snap it. A bare flivk of motion and you would be dead. Of course the blood doesn't taste as good from dead things, so you get a reprieve. I dont want to, but I briefly lift my head from the feeding bite. Your blood staining my lipd as I lock eyes with you. Glowing like twin coals, boring on yours. "Silence. " a simple, irresitible command. Until I release you you could not force more than a grunt past your lips. I grin, teeth bared and return. Hips slamming forward at a brutal pace at the same time.