Bite Me - George

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"Babe?" George asks whilst we're sitting in my bedroom.

I was sitting quietly reading a magazine and George was watching the tv.

"Yes?" I reply, turning my face to be met with George's dark brown orbs and devilish grin.

"Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?" He spills, crawling up to hover above me.

"Yes I think you have" I laugh while he pushes me back on the bed.

"Well have I ever told you how amazingly beautiful you look with your hair like that?" He comes closer to my face, his hot breath resting on my neck, sending shivers down me.

"Hmm I don't think so" I smile, he pushes a loose strand of hair from my face and we stare at each other.

"Well you are, you're so beautiful, so gorgeous.." he slowly leans down and kisses my lips passionately.

His lips feel warm and smooth, he smells musky and homely as he moves his hand to my thigh.

"I love you so much" he coos as he goes to kiss my neck fiercely, making me whimper.

"I love you too" I whisper as he continues to kiss my neck.

I ripple my fingers through his hair as he makes out with my throat when suddenly I feel a sharp pain near my shoulder.

"What was that?" I squeal in slight discomfort.

"I Ugh, I bit you" I look to my side to see a few marks on my skin.

"I'm sorry I just wanted to" George said regretfully.

"No don't apologise, I rather liked it" I smile.

"Really?" He says shocked.

"Do it again" I say gripping his neck.

He gives me a reassuring look and goes back to my neck, biting down harshly, his sharp fangs pierce into my malty skin, there's an initial pain but soon an euphoric feeling washes over me, the pain feels intoxicating.

"Georgie" I moan as he continues to bite into me, it's surprisingly amazing.

"Is it alright?" He asks, pausing briefly.

"It's more than alright, don't stop" he goes back to my neck, leaving marks and bruises everywhere.

I moan as I feel George's sharp canines leave scratches all over, nearly drawing blood.

"Oh my god" I cry as he continues leisurely.

He slowly pushes away as his eyes meet mine once more.

His smooth hand grazing my face as he leans in to kiss my lips once more.

"I hope that wasn't too rough" he giggles shyly.

"Oh George, it wasn't rough enough" I smirk.

We're definitely doing this more often.

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Not very descriptive but I just wanted to talk about George's teeth
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