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With his eyes shut, Alastor loosened the leash on his mind. Immediately he thought of Charlie's blood. Of taking that finger for himself, licking the wound clean, and then biting into it further. The skin splitting—breaking before his teeth. Taking her wrist and holding it fast. The taste, the whimper, the mouth-feel.
Alastor had drunk just enough for his thoughts to progress past their usual barriers.
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- Part 1 of What The Darkness Does
Bookmarked by FuryofTwilight
30 Mar 2026
