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He grunted when he pushed him. "Oh, I am not snaking on you. I'm going to feast on you. I haven't had good blood in such a long time. Since I bumped into you. I can already tell that your blood smelt so goo." he said. Moving his hand out of the way. Placing both his hands on his shoulder. "You might feel a light sting, but it would be the last thing you feel." he said and presses his fangs into his neck.
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