Page 74Crimson hint

It took me a while to walk to the little hidden place that Esmeralda showed me. Though I could remember how we'd walked, I needed to go to the waterside first and follow it from there. When I got close I thought I heard sounds of people speaking, but it wasn't there. As I actually got there, I realized it was just voices carried over the water, as the wind was just perfect for it.

The ground was a little damp, which was weird as I don't remember it having rained. Maybe it was closer to high tide now. No matter, a tree stump allowed my perky bottom to rest in relative safety. Did ants move this late?

It was one of the few things I didn't like about nature. Insects. Not because I was afraid of them but because them walking over my skin itched annoyingly. Especially ants. They were so small that it was difficult to feel if one was actually walking over your arms or legs, or if it was just a branch or something. Not that it stopped me from climbing trees and all, but it was in the back of my mind at times.

But here, no ants. Just the soft sounds of the city being carried over the water by a gentle breeze. Rustling of leaves, but not too much. There were a few nice scents in the air as well. Mostly light, subtle fragrances of flowers and plants that coloured the air. But from further away there were people, dogs, cars carried on top of the odd smell of the sea.

Feeling peckish and lonely.

And a funny thought entered my mind that could possibly solve both.

Once upon a time, when I was still a little girl, I sometimes bit my wrist if I was nervous or pensive. My parents didn't like it much, they were happy to see me climb trees instead, but I still remembered how it felt to bite my wrist and suck on it gently.

I could try that.

And I did.

My arms were mostly bare, as I was wearing a simple t-shirt, so holding up my right wrist and sucking on it was easy. I felt the teeth pierce my skin ever so gently, bringing a shiver though my body. It was very, very erotic. When my own blood started flowing on my tongue like hot honey fresh from the beehive, it was incredible.

It wasn't full of memories or sensations, but it was a piece of pure lust itself. Almost like masturbating, vibrations all over my spine as my tongue flicked over the drops of blood inside my mouth. And it didn't even flow fast.

Why didn't anyone ever tell me about this.

It was just very very gentle sucking on my wrist. The bottom piercing teeth just touching my veins, and the top ones grating gently along my muscles. Every heartbeat, every elegant minute movement was another shiver to add to the stack.

"I didn't expect you here."

A cheerful voice almost caused me to rip my arm open in fright. I was lucky to open my mouth so my arm could escape unscathed. I could feel the small holes healing, tingling on the top and bottom of my wrist, while I turned around.

Esmeralda.

I smiled. "Hey, just needed a place to be for a while, to get some peace and quiet."

"And play with yourself?"

I blushed. "What?"

She giggled. "I'm teasing, but you were sucking on your arm and moaning a little."

"Moaning, really?

She nodded. "It looked like fun though, can you do me?"

She pulled the sleeve of her shirt back and exposed her right wrist to me. A glance upward and a nod of her downward was enough to verify she really did want to feel it. There was something surreal about all of this, almost dream-like. I bit a little softer than I did my own arm this time. Taking care not to hurt her skin any more than needed.

She gave little squeals as I did so, the muscles in her arm tensing up when my teeth pierced her skin on both sides. Her arms were a little bigger than mine, but I could still reach both sides as I wanted to. This time I was focused more on what she was feeling rather than my own sensations. And it was fascinating.

A moan, ever so softly, escaped her beautiful lips. Soon after I closed my eyes and just kept my attention on the blood and the contractions of her muscles. It was amazing that she kept on standing while all of this happened. Her legs were just about ready to give out when I stopped and opened my mouth. Her skin wasn't all that sweet though, a bit sweaty even. I hadn't really sucked enough blood or payed attention to it to see if she'd done anything naughty that caused that.

Something made me look at my phone. At first I thought it was someone calling me, but it didn't actually go off. But as I looked at it, and the time displayed on it, I realized how much time had passed. It wasn't too late yet, but I should already start to go to Seriph's location. But there was time enough to say goodbye properly.

"How was that?"

Esmeralda smiled. "Very interesting, I wouldn't have expected to enjoy it like that."

"Did you enjoy it?"

A nod. "Yes, it was nice."

I got up and smiled at her. "Here, sit down."

She looked at me. "Are you going?"

"Yes, someone is waiting for me. Be safe." I gave her a quick hug and a smile.

She smiled back. "Have fun, you naughty girl." A small wink to tease me even more.

I blushed just a little, unseen in the darkness here. "Thanks."

Rustling of leaves as I left her behind there, sitting down on the same stump. She looked pleasant and warm though, slightly in thought but not bothered. The streets were a less crowded now, maybe because most people were actually inside bars and clubs rather than standing outside of them. It took me a while to find the place that the Voice had send to me, but the descriptions were as good as they could have been for someone who could walk on the roofs.

Just before I jumped down to street level to Seriph's front door, I sucked on my index finger for a bit. It brought a gentle tingle through my body that helped me relax a little. It was difficult keep everything in mind, organized enough to not take horrible risks here. I had a few questions for her before I'd do what I had decided, but part of me knew that her answers would change very little. I had to satisfy my curiosity though. The blood was subtle but sweet.

I had to be careful though, it was almost addictive.

Almost?