Clouded Feelings

Her skin, usually cold and untouchable, was now warm and inviting. The metallic taste of her blood was also addicting, and he found himself unable to resist the urge to get more.

The thrill of kissing her was unlike anything he'd ever felt. He knew he needed to maintain a cool head, but the intoxicating taste of her saliva was too much. 

'I can feel my senses coming back,' he muttered to himself.

His muscles tensed as his heightened sensitivity kicked in. Every touch, every movement around him, became crystal clear. 

At the same time, she now looked more enticing, more pleasing to the eye. He found himself wanting to embrace her.

'Is this feeling because I also love her? ' He wondered,

He couldn't tell if this was his real emotion or a natural, male reaction.

And he was right to doubt. Whether his feelings were genuine or not, any man who saw her face would want to screw her and enjoy her body.