It's hard to recall
that dark, dark night
when I fled to my room
that seemed so hardly bright.I was dizzy, dizzy...
So, so dizzy.
I could not see.
It was hard to stand,
hard to walk...
I don't think I even breathed.But I fled to my room.
My room, my room...
I remember my room.
I ran to my bed,
and I fell upon it
with a despair that led.I fell upon my bed.
My body was heavy.
My head swelled, swelled, swelled.
I was running too fast--
I was running so long!
I needed a break
to put my mind at ease,
to rest my poor head.I lay there for a while.
Quite a long while.
Forgetting why I ran,
why my heart beat like it had,
I lay there to rest
with my thoughts loud and sad.When all of a sudden,
I heard footsteps coming nearer
from those hard wood halls.
I no longer forgot
why I had ran and ran
until all out of air,
I quietly lay there.
I remembered then.
I remembered, I remembered.
I remembered it was too late.And, then, I heard him.
Much sooner than I would have liked.
His voice behind me,
killing me in the night.I think I heard him smiling,
if you can hear that at all.
I think I heard him glowering,
if you could see that at all.And I know I felt him approaching.
I know what I felt,
know his hands
unclasped his own belt.
I
know
what
I
felt
I know his hands
went to my waist
and down my skirt.Either this or death,
I sucked in a deep breath,
acquiesced what was to come,
for my body was too weak to run.Green eyes
to bear deep into my soul.
Auburn hair
to brush gently onto my skin.
Sweet voice
to force my consent.And he went hard.
And
he
went
hard.
Biting, touching, grinding, winding.
And despite my initial distress,
I can't remember
if I truly hated it.

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Laito Sakamaki x Yui Komori (Diabolik Lovers)
FanfictionA collection of stories between a vital vampire and a delicate girl... ...tales of bad things that, together, make a peculiar love story.