“I’ve fucked plenty of humans,” he whispered. “Does that surprise you?” “Yes. Seeing as how you… seem to hate us… so much.” His mouth. Gods, his fucking mouth. I needed to look away. I had to. “I don’t hate your kind. I’m just disappointed by how breakable you are. If I held you down and fucked you the way I’m imagining fucking you right now, I doubt that you’d survive it.”
OOOOOHKAY consider me charmed i'm BLUSHING
