B for Blood

He was bathed from head to toe in that warm viscous liquid, his lungs cried out for oxygen and yet he could not breathe.

She waited with bated breath for any sound to escape his lips.

Slap. The shock of it made his natural reflexes kick in and he inhaled a lungful of air before emanating a forceful scream.

She sighed with relief, after all, it was her blood coursing through his veins. 

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A for Apple ( Five Sentence Fiction Challenge )

It had firmly ensconced itself in the depths of the sticky warmth.

Thriving on the nectar and feeding on the sweet flesh of its host, it had grown from strength to strength.

"Swish" came the end, abrupt and out of the blue, leaving its twitching body in the throes of a cadaveric spasm .

"Tsk, Tsk", exclaimed the lady looking at the rotten halves of the apple.

"It is tough to fathom that something so exquisite on the outside can harbor such decay inside."

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