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He stood in front of the mirror applying the shaving gel. Holding the Gillette razor against his chin, he grinned to himself thinking about the previous night sensual encounter with her at the party.
It was already late. She was standing alone in the corner of her street in that icy cold night waiting for him. Since it was her first night out with him, she was bit anxious about it. She rubbed her palm and pulled her thick cloak and held it tightly against her body. Adjusting her hood, she lifted her head up slowly and glared at the moon that was shining brilliantly at her pale face making her glow in the spotlight. She could sense nothing but her racing heartbeat in search of him. Suddenly in the darkness, she spotted a tall figure rushing towards her wearing a black over coat. Her heart missed a beat as he came near. He flashed a smile with his sparkling white teeth.
He took her hands and pulled her closer to feel his cold breath, ‘Sorry honey, I am late’. He pecked on her cheeks. He looked super hot but his touch sent the chill through her spine. She shivered and then gradually melted in his embrace. She gazed at his deep red eyes and caressed his smooth glowing face with her slender fingers. His clean shaven look bowled her over, once again. Had she not seduced by his killer look then, she wouldn't be here at this hour with him now. They both stood in each others arms under the moonlight kissing passionately. She pulled back and huskily whispered in his ears, ‘I am thirsty’. ‘Come let's grab a drink’, he winked. They both grinned showing off their sharp fangs, now waiting to bury them in their prey’s neck.
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