" Beloved sanguineous pearls. "
Blood ; the sight of it was arousing, the taste of it was stimulating, and the scent of it drove him into a drunken bliss. Far younger, less of a consummate professional and taken into the haze that each bead of crimson had to offer him. To grow out of what was natural came with conditioning, but what's to say that he doesn't indulge every so often?
Halloween themes of course! Complete with stolen borrowed clothes to fit the theme! As my friend said -
[23:54 PM]Enki Mamba: All that cherry sauce.
[23:54 PM]Enki Mamba: No wonder his butt is so big.
I'unno how it's relevant either-
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