Blind

Guessing the distance to the porch, she closed her eyes, and began to walk. She almost stumbled when she stepped in a small hole. She opened her eyes slightly to get her bearings, and saw there was a clear path in front of her. She closed her eyes again, and walked ahead a few steps. Suddenly, she ran into something. She felt it with her hands, as if she were truly blind, and touched the softness of a warm leather jacket. She felt further down, and touched a pair of jeans. She held out her hand to this stranger, and he took it. He led her to a dark corner and sat down. She sat next to him and leaned on his chest. He gently touched her hair, caressing her sensitive neck and running his fingers through her soft strands. He moved closer to her, and she felt the light touch of his fangs as he kissed her cheek gently. He moved down to her neck and planted light kisses all over her. She moaned in ecstasy as he began to run his tongue over her skin. She felt its warmth, and longed for his kiss on her lips. He read her mind and took her face in his hands. He delicately touched his lips to hers and held her in a kiss. She ran her tongue along his lips and inside his mouth and touched the tip of his tongue. Their tongues softly tangled as the kiss drew her deeper. She felt his teeth, gliding over his molars.... before hitting his fangs. The canines were long and pointed. She felt the ends. They were quite sharp. He withdrew his tongue and closed his mouth. He once again began to kiss a trail to her neck. She yearned for him to bite her, to bring her into his world. He opened his mouth with a hiss and sank his fangs into her vein. She gasped as she felt the pain enter her body. It only lasted for a second, and then she knew only pleasure. As he drank from her, she began to feel lightheaded. Her head began to droop and she leaned on him more. He held her tighter as he neared the end of his meal. She fell to the ground limply as he let her go. He wiped a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth with his finger. Then he moved to his wrist and bit into it. She was offered the dripping blood and she took it. The metallic taste filled her mouth and she swallowed it down. It was so soothing to her stomach, she drank more. She drank until he could stand the ache no longer. He ripped his wrist from her grip and held it to his chest as the wound began to heal. She laid there on the ground next to him, and felt relief shoot through her body; as if she was finally getting a long awaited rest. He moved near her head and kissed her lips gently. She opened her eyes, and looked at the world as if it were new. She felt as if she had been blind all her life, and was now seeing everything for the first time. And for the first time, she felt more real than ever. She looked up at him and smiled. She was finally home.