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10. Polaroid, Mugshots and Emotions

"Come on, open up" I persisted him, while he looked at me confused but followed my command anyways. Good doggy. He opened up his mouth, and fuck! Even his teeth were beautiful like him. White and perfect. Is there any part of him that is not bootiful? After gawking at his teeth, I searched for fangs, however, my view wasn't very clear so I took it upon myself to unveil his true personality. 

I cupped his jaw with one hand and placing my other hand on his cheek for support. Ignoring the freaking tingles I felt all over my hand and stomach, I searched deeper into his mouth. Nope, noo fangs, dang it.

Was I disappointed he wasn't a vampire? Yes. It would be so cool if he were to be one.

My eyes immediately widen and I got off him like he was on fire. Fuck! What the actual fuck was I doing? Omg. Can somebody kill me please? He probably thinks I'm a psycho now. I can't even imagine how weird that must have made me lo

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