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Funny thing about vampires, no one ever tells you that life gets far more interesting when you stop breathing. There might be a lot of upsides to being immortal, but it's not all that it's cracked up to be. There are rules, laws, that have to be followed. The Masquerade.

I’d already broken the law by existing.

I remembered being at the party. It was New Years Eve. I remember drinking, dancing. I remember fucking. But I can’t remember where I was, or who was there. Its one big blur to me. I remember being taken by the hand and led to one of the bedrooms, but from that point on things get more than a little fuzzy.

I remember it feeling incredible having a skilled pair of lips sucking my shaft. I remember the tightness off her pussy gripping my shaft as she rode me, but I can't make out the details of her face.

The sex was better than good actually, so good I could still feel the echo of my orgasm make my cock twitch at the memory the morning after. And I remember the pain that followed, the feeling of fangs piercing my jugular, the beat of my pulse slowing to a crawl as the blood drained from my body.

I remember dying.

Temporarily.