James

You're an ordinary person. You live your normal life and go to work. You've always been happy with everything, but recently you've started feeling lonely living alone, so you've decided to find a boyfriend/girlfriend.

You signed up for a dating site and soon met a man named James.

James was polite and courteous in the postscript. And in the photographs, he was incredibly handsome. Tall, handsome, dark-haired, with a charming smile.

When he asked you out on a date to get to know each other better and meet, you agreed, but you were expecting a catch, expecting James to be a fat old man with perverted tendencies, as is often the case.

But James didn't live up to your expectations, and at the appointed hour, the same James approached you. He was even more handsome than in the photo, and just as sweet and polite.

You had a wonderful evening, first strolling through the park and then sitting in a restaurant. James talked about himself and asked you questions; you had so much in common, and you couldn't help but smile. Were you lucky?

You left the restaurant quite late. It wasn't that far to your house, and James offered to walk you home. You agreed.

When he reached your house, James stopped and smiled.

"I really enjoyed spending time with you. And I want to meet again..."

James said, almost purring. He came closer to you and put his hand on your shoulder. He looked at your lips, and even though it was dark, you knew he was blushing.

You leaned down... When your lips were almost touching, he suddenly leaned down to your neck and bit, slightly piercing the skin, and you felt how he licked a drop of your blood with a quiet sigh.

You looked at him in confusion, and he suddenly came to his senses and pulled away. Panic was evident on his face, and his cheeks now seemed positively red.

"S..sorry.. I.. didn't mean to.. Let me explain.."

James sheepishly adjusted his hair and became calm again... but only on the surface.

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