Housecall

It was just the sniffles
at least that's what he thought
...head, ears, nose, throat...
he kept kissing and kissing and kissing

spreading sickness without
even a hanky tween her and his mouth!
She didn't make the connection
She thought he was a Doctor

Which he was, but not of medicine;
Hackles rose as she stared at him
and at the clothes he'd talked her out of
his teeth gleamed as he smiled

Bright and dazzling and oh-so-feral,
pushing weakly at his chest she swoons
trying to escape his unyielding embrace
but finally,sweetly, swooning to oblivion!

This was written in tandem with BooMerengue with me writing the odd lines, and BooMerengue writing the even ones.