How Will You Enjoy The Present If You Only Worry?

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Look at me, baby," he whispered into my ear in his husky voice. His voice was gentle. 

"No…"

"Go on."

I felt the tears fresh on my cheek. The pleasure, the pain- all of that could not make me feel less miserable. 

I raised my head and slowly, looked at him. His fangs were bloody and I could still feel his claws on my waist and bottom. 

He looked deep into my eyes and rubbed his thumb on my lips. He pressed it between my lips and I opened them gently. Pushing it inside, he touched my fangs. I licked his finger with my tongue, my forked tongue. 

"You are beautiful," he said. 

"Don't lie."

"You are gorgeous," he said and gave me a kiss on the forehead. The touch was very gentle. "But that doesn't mean I am going easy on you."