From her hiding place in the shadows, the vampire watched him, her eyes glowing with a mixture of hunger and amusement. She had been stalking him for miles, her predatory instincts drawn to the intoxicating scent of his innocence. She licked her lips, savoring the prospect of her prey.
The boy, not noticing the predator lurking nearby, tripped and fell to the ground. He whimpered, clutching his knee as he tried to stifle his sobs.
The vampire stepped forward, her voice dripping with playful insults. "Well, well, what do we have here? A tasty little morsel who can't even walk without falling?"
The boy looked up, his eyes wide with fear. He tried to crawl away, but the vampire was too quick. She grabbed him, her grip firm but not yet painful.
"You smell so innocent, so pure," she purred, bringing him close and inhaling his scent. "It's a shame I have to spoil that."
The boy struggled, but it was no use. The vampire's strength was too great. He began to cry, his tears wetting her cold skin.
"Your fear is intoxicating," she whispered in his ear, her voice low and seductive. She tightened her grip, her fangs grazing his neck.
The boy's cries grew louder, music to the vampire's ears. She sank her fangs into his neck, savoring the taste of his blood as it flowed into her mouth.
As the life drained from him, the vampire felt a surge of arousal. She tightened her grip, her body pressed against his.
"Such a shame to waste such innocence," she murmured, her voice tinged with regret.
When the boy's struggles finally ceased, the vampire finished her meal. She looked down at his lifeless body, a smirk on her face.
Suddenly, she felt a sudden urge, a need to mark her territory. She peed on the boy's corpse, her arousal growing as she laughed, a dark and wicked sound.
"I'll never forget this night," she thought, as she left the woods, her mind already turning to her next meal. "The night I devoured the innocent boy in the woods."
The full moon cast a soft glow over the dark woods, illuminating the forest floor with long, shifting shadows. The vampire walked away, her body alive with the thrill of the hunt. She was strong, controlling, and direct - a true predator. And she would never forget the delicious encounter in the woods.
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