You were walking down your street. You had just gone to the local supermarket to purchase some Halloween cookies and other fun holiday stuff. As you walked along you admired the Halloween decorations. The silk ghost sung in the breeze and the pumpkins glowed. You hadn't liked Halloween, but Romania was coming to pick you up for some party or another.
"Hmm?" you turned and looked behind you. You could have sworn someone was behind you. You smiled as some young kids ran along the streets in brightly colored costumes. Still smiling you proceed to unlock your door, but it was already unlocked. Frowning you opened the door. It was dark, even though you had left the lights on. You glanced around trying to locate the light switch.
When you found you flipped it and turned to find Romania right in your face. You screamed and almost fell backwards. He caught you laughing and stood you up right. "Roma that's not funny! You almost gave me a heart attack." you scolded as you placed your bags on a near by table.
Still laugh Romania looked up, "Sorry. I wanted to surprise you, it is Halloween after all."
"Yeah, but I still didn't appreciated it." you said grumpily. "Besides I thought you were coming over later."
"I was, but I found a cute T-shirt and and I brought it for you. Here." he handed you a neatly folded black shirt made of soft cotton.
"Oh Thank-" you stopped as you unfolded the shirt and looked at the front. It bore the words 'Bite Me'. you looked up at him. "Really? Roma."
"What?" he asked innocently "I thought it was perfect for my princess."
You sighed "yeah alright. Thank you, it is sort of cute. I suppose."
"Now you have to give me a present." he said getting off from the coffee table were he had been sitting.
"What kind of present?" you asked as you unpacked the bags you had brought in. Your back was turned to him and you put a box of pumpkin shaped cookies on the counter.
"That depends on what I want." he whispered in your ear and then he gently licked your bare neck.
Shivers ran up you spine an you tried to turn around. "Roma." you protested, but he had gone to kissing you gently in the neck instead. "Roma." you repeated but less insistent.
"hmmmm?" he asked from his position from behind you.
"Is this really a good time for this?" you asked, your checks were bright red. Instead of answering you he turned you around and kissed you on the lips.
Then he whispered, "I told you when you became my girlfriend that I wanted a relationship I could sink my teeth into."
"Well then..." you said quietly, "You'll have to bite me."
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