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baroqueangel) wrote2013-08-25 11:53 pm
baroqueangel) wrote2013-08-25 11:53 pm
Drabble - Just one bite
Title: Just one bite
Chars/Pairs: Charley
Warnings: not a freaking clue
Word Count: 179
Summary: Charles was hungry, really hungry
A.N: I was going to post this at the Hentai contest but someone beat me to it with a fab Vassalord fic so I thought I’d just post this here instead. It kind follows the Lust series I’ve sort of created Lust 1, Lust 2. I can’t get the ending right so you’ll have to make do with this.
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He was starving, he hadn’t fed in weeks. He was too afraid to even try.
That lust he had been feeling was getting worse and he wasn’t sure he could control it any more. He couldn’t go on like this, if he didn’t feed soon he was going to collapse and then Johnny would take away any choice he may have had by forcing him to feed, but maybe that would be better. After all, he would be too drained to do anything more than drink, he wouldn’t be able to…
No! He must banish those thoughts. He couldn’t give in. He had the feeling that if he did, Johnny would let him. He would let him do all those sinful things that were bouncing around his brain and he was already enough of a sinful creature, he couldn’t make it worse.
He had to be strong, be an instrument of God.
But that didn’t make him any less hungry.
And all it would take to quench that thirst, to slake his hunger, both hungers, was just one bite.
Chars/Pairs: Charley
Warnings: not a freaking clue
Word Count: 179
Summary: Charles was hungry, really hungry
A.N: I was going to post this at the Hentai contest but someone beat me to it with a fab Vassalord fic so I thought I’d just post this here instead. It kind follows the Lust series I’ve sort of created Lust 1, Lust 2. I can’t get the ending right so you’ll have to make do with this.
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He was starving, he hadn’t fed in weeks. He was too afraid to even try.
That lust he had been feeling was getting worse and he wasn’t sure he could control it any more. He couldn’t go on like this, if he didn’t feed soon he was going to collapse and then Johnny would take away any choice he may have had by forcing him to feed, but maybe that would be better. After all, he would be too drained to do anything more than drink, he wouldn’t be able to…
No! He must banish those thoughts. He couldn’t give in. He had the feeling that if he did, Johnny would let him. He would let him do all those sinful things that were bouncing around his brain and he was already enough of a sinful creature, he couldn’t make it worse.
He had to be strong, be an instrument of God.
But that didn’t make him any less hungry.
And all it would take to quench that thirst, to slake his hunger, both hungers, was just one bite.
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