She licked her lips in a sensual manner. His blood suddenly began to boil and he felt an unbearable urge to grasp that woman in his arms and trash her disgracefully.
"Oh, don't worry," she waved her hand, letting him know that whatever was happening was all right. "All infants feel that desire towards their masters, wether they are of the same gender or not. Lucky me you're a fine looking man otherwise I would have killed you. You see, if the masters don't give the infants what they wish for, then the little brats will turn against them, driven by their hot new blood."
Rui gulped, thinking about his mistress back in the Crimson Land. He could not betray her. He backed away, slowly, shyly, confused. Rui could barely control his body and the woman coming closer to him didn't make things any better. "Come on, don't hold back." She pinned him to the ground, straddling his waist. "But tell me your name first."
"Rui...," he whispered, overwhelmed by his primary instincts.
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How did he kill her? When did he become so strong? Was his desire so powerful that it boosted his strength? He couldn't tell. All he knew was that, driven by lust, as soon as his nose touched the woman's neck, he bit down on it. He satisfied his needs, including hunger and after he was done, that woman, 'his master', was lying lifeless on the cold stone.
Rui had to go back to his mistress. He promised he would. But will he be able to keep himself from killing her in this new state? 'At least, we will die together,' he swore to himself.
He found his way back easily. His senses were more accurate than ever, besides, he had the woman's most recent memories. On the lawn before the manor, he found the corpse of what once used to be Kyona's gardener. Rui walked past him and entered the house.
Up in Kyona's room, the door was cracked open. He crawled on the red carpet, his nostrils invaded by her sweet perfume. He got to his feet and looked in the mirror. Some sort of spider webs grew on it and the silver shine turned into pitch black. He couldn't see any reflections in it anymore.
Less interested by this phenomenon, he sat on the bed, embracing his lover. Kyona opened her eyes, her forehead rested against his now bare chest--his shirt couldn't endure all that violence.
"Oh, don't worry," she waved her hand, letting him know that whatever was happening was all right. "All infants feel that desire towards their masters, wether they are of the same gender or not. Lucky me you're a fine looking man otherwise I would have killed you. You see, if the masters don't give the infants what they wish for, then the little brats will turn against them, driven by their hot new blood."
Rui gulped, thinking about his mistress back in the Crimson Land. He could not betray her. He backed away, slowly, shyly, confused. Rui could barely control his body and the woman coming closer to him didn't make things any better. "Come on, don't hold back." She pinned him to the ground, straddling his waist. "But tell me your name first."
"Rui...," he whispered, overwhelmed by his primary instincts.
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How did he kill her? When did he become so strong? Was his desire so powerful that it boosted his strength? He couldn't tell. All he knew was that, driven by lust, as soon as his nose touched the woman's neck, he bit down on it. He satisfied his needs, including hunger and after he was done, that woman, 'his master', was lying lifeless on the cold stone.
Rui had to go back to his mistress. He promised he would. But will he be able to keep himself from killing her in this new state? 'At least, we will die together,' he swore to himself.
He found his way back easily. His senses were more accurate than ever, besides, he had the woman's most recent memories. On the lawn before the manor, he found the corpse of what once used to be Kyona's gardener. Rui walked past him and entered the house.
Up in Kyona's room, the door was cracked open. He crawled on the red carpet, his nostrils invaded by her sweet perfume. He got to his feet and looked in the mirror. Some sort of spider webs grew on it and the silver shine turned into pitch black. He couldn't see any reflections in it anymore.
Less interested by this phenomenon, he sat on the bed, embracing his lover. Kyona opened her eyes, her forehead rested against his now bare chest--his shirt couldn't endure all that violence.
