MsTempestRaven
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Joined: 6/17/2005 From: Texas Status: offline
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The sound of loud music vibrated through the darkness. Inside the club, people danced themselves into exhaustion or drank themselves into a stupor. Strobe lights illuminated faces and bodies slamming against one another. From my office on the second floor, I watched them with a growing distaste. Their unsuspecting nature disturbed me. They are sometimes unaware even as death comes to claim them. They think they are invincible. So many will fall even tonight.I saw her walk in from the corner of my eye. She looked so out of place. I sniffed at the air, desperately wanting to smell her fear, but it was not there. I licked my lips, my tongue stroking my fangs, as I made my way down the stairs toward her. The mass of tangled, sweaty bodies moved aside as I walked through, knowing to defy me would be disastrous. I watched her taking in her surroundings, still so unaware of my presence. Look at me… She turned, looking directly at me, as I grew closer to her. I stood before her, silent, as I took in her beauty. She absorbed me with strong, brown eyes, her heart pounding, as I took her hand, bringing it to my lips for a gentle kiss. Her smile was brilliant as I welcomed her to Hades. Taking her hand, I lead her onto the dance floor, our bodies moving together, our eyes locked. The heat between us was intense and I wanted her as I hadn’t wanted another creature in centuries. I led her through the crowd and upstairs where we entered my office. The door shut behind her and suddenly I was against her, pressing her hard against the door, our kiss deep and passionate. I fought off my urge to taste her, wanting more to feel her now. It had been so long, and how I have craved love. She followed me through another door. I closed the door, locked it and stood behind her before I embraced her. How I wanted to sink my fangs deep into her beautiful throat and taste the gift of her life. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, feeling her melt back into me. Soft candlelight danced across the stone wall, illuminating the bed. I gently kissed her neck, pulling away from her, my breath quickening. I slowly began removing her clothes, drunk by the sight of her. She moved with me, removing my clothes as we gave each other gentle kisses. She stood before me, naked, her skin and hair so dark, contrasted against my blonde hair and pale skin. We merged in an embrace, falling hard onto the bed, our kiss deepening. I felt so alive. I felt her heart beating inside me. I felt the rush of her mouth as she moved between my legs, bringing me to intense convulsions. I pulled her up and kissed her deeply, my tongue finding her jugular, my fangs slightly raking over it. I slid under her and pulled her down to my face. Her moans drove me insane as I slide my tongue deep inside, her hips grinding against my face. Her body shivered against me as I tasted her sweet juices. She rolled over, lying next to me, breathing heavily. She gently stroked my face then pulled me on top of her. She knew what I wanted as she pressed my face into her neck, her thigh sliding between mine. I kissed her neck so gently, feeling her pulse against my tongue, her firm thigh pressing against my wet pussy as I sank my fangs into her. She let out a soft moan as I sucked greedily at her wound, grinding against her thigh. She pushed my head back as my body shivered uncontrollably. I felt her move over me, sick from my high. I heard her slide to the floor as my body screamed and throbbed with pleasure, her heart pounding in my skull. Take my gift and be with me for eternity… She hesitated at first, afraid of death. She looked at me, touched my skin, her blood streaming from her wound, weakening before me. I kissed her lips tenderly as she faded out, then bit hard into my wrist bringing forth my fountain of life, and placing it before her lips. Soon I felt her sucking harder, growing stronger in her rebirth, more beautiful in death than in life.
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And out of the darkness, the Zombie did call True pain and suffering he brought to them all Away ran the children to hide in their beds, for fear that the devil would chop off their heads.
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