The sharp, icy blade sank lightly into his tender skin as he whimpered softly, terrified. She licked her lips in anticipation, looking into his frightened eyes. She knew she could crush him as easily as a wolf could crush a lamb. Adrenaline rushed through her pulse and she smiled widely at herself just at the thought of that.

"W...what do you want...fro...from me?" he whispered and choked on his words in fear of the reply. Her eyebrows furrowed in wonderment.

"Hmm...what do you think?" She smirked at him, unable to refrain from teasing the prey right in front of her eyes. The man trembled in front of her, unable to speak. She sighed heavily and took the blade off his neck. Then, she placed her index finger on his lips and slowly moved it down his body, touching his neck, his chest, his stomach, then stopping right above his crotch. The man twitched heavily against her touch, attempting to suppress his cries. She pressed her body against him and groaned softly as their bodies scraped against each other. Her chest heaved as she panted deeply. Then, she purred softly into his ears.

"I want your eyes...your lips...your body..." she drew a deep breath and blew softly into his ears. "...you, honey...your very soul."

At that very second, she took her dagger and stabbed it up his chin in one smooth movement. She watched in absolute pleasure as his eyes rolled back in his head and he gurgled silently, before falling limp. She then pulled the dagger out of his chin and proceeded to disconnect his head from his body calmly, ignoring the blood spewing all over her body. The man's head broke off from his body after a couple of minutes, dripping crimson red drops all over the pearlescent floor that was not already flooded by the blood pouring from his torn neck attached to his body. She raised his head up to face hers, and smiled endearing at it.

"Honey, you look really lovely today..." she broke off her sentence with an aggressive kiss, forcing his unmoving lips open and tasting the blood that was flowing from his mouth into hers. She then bit off his lips and spitted it onto the floor, dropping the detached head in the process.

"Mmm...not bad," she licked the blood clean off her lips and stared at the mess on the floor accomplishingly. Then, she turned and strodded out of the room into the empty streets.

"So long, my beloved..."