&quot;I swear to God,&quot; I whispered, &quot;Please, stop.&quot; He was so unbearably sweet, I could only kiss him for so long before I had to bite him and then I wouldn't be able to stop drinking. I wouldn't kill him, I couldn't. I could hear his confusion in the daylight's fading darkness. TIme stopped for us. My throat closed up, and I tried to form words. Choking on my own confusion and saliva, it hadn't been this hard in awhile. &quot;Awh, fuck.&quot; I said, and pressed myself back against him, kissing hard. I'd never been good at staying away. 2008-05-13T00:39:15Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/30125 <p>Sequelled</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/30125?basename=61946 2008-05-13T00:39:15Z Never Explain http://ficlets.com/authors/user_4153