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Post by Stirling on Sept 11, 2006 4:48:35 GMT 1
(CASSANDRA)
Cassandra came to a sudden halt in her red corvette. She got out of the car and handed the keys to the valet driver then made her way inside the Country Club. Cassandra's eyes searched the room. She stopped a minute to listen to the orchestra that played. The dance floor was huge. Many people sitting at the tables dinning and talking to one another. Practiced laughter and fake smiles all around. People with huge bank accounts and boring life. Money couldn't buy happiness she thought.
They were serving champagne and caviar. Cassandra snatched a glass of champagne off a tray from a passing by waiter. She walked over to the bar and leaned up against it with her champagne in her hand watching the orchestra as it played. Stirling had brought her here once before. They had held a big charity event for the local orphanage. Good cause.
She smiled to herself wondering why she came here tonight.
(EUDORUS)
Eudorus had arrived at the Country Club dressed in his tuxedo which was a must at this place. He stood near the back wall, watching people enjoy themselves. He knew that his skin was dark enough not to draw attention to himself. He had long ago stood in the mist of the sun . He would probly do it again if he needed to. He had clipped his fingernails and rubbed a bit of ash on them to dull the shine. Of, course he wore a pair of sunglasses so the light would not reflect off his eyes. He knew people wondered why he wore them and when asked he told them a simple lie. He said it was due to a medical problem and that the light hurt his eyes.
Eudorus knew Cassandra would be arriving at any moment. He always knew what Cassandra was doing, where she was or what she was thinking about. He couldn't keep himself from it. He wanted her.......in everyway.Working the Drak Trick upon her is unthinkable and also she would not have it. If he had to watch her grow old and die so be it. He couldn't think of that right now. He looked towards the doorway and saw Cassandra walk in. Eudorus watched her through half closed eyes. Miles of slinder strong legs led up to her heartshaped ass. Tiny waist. The curve of her shoulder. Blonde hair spilling down her back. She had the most beautiful swan neck he love to......
Eudorus caught Cassandra's gaze across the room. "She doesn't know it's me. Well, she'll soon find out,"he thought. He almost glided across the room. Muscles rippling under his tux as he closed the space between them. He took off his sunglasses and slipped them inside his pocket as he stood infront of Cassandra now. He inhaled her scent as well as her beauty. He loved the way her dress hugged her body and the way her heels made her legs all the more seductive. He smiled and took her hand and kissed it, then asked her,"Can I have this dance?"
(CASSANDRA)
She gave him a warm smile looking at him from behind her long lashes when he took her hand. She didn't mind that he had followed her here. Cassandra rather enjoyed the fact that he had. Was she crazy to think so?
She let Eudorus lead her to the dance floor and there they began to dance. There dance movements became faster and vigorous. Challenging. Her heart beat like thunder. She was overly excited and loving every minute of it. Every twist and turn, every lift and movement was perfection. He was perfect.
Suddenly the music stopped and then began on a slower note. That's when Cassandra relaxed her body and melted into Eudorus's arms. She felt his arms come around her as they began the slow dance. He was so handsome and strong. He had a body of steel. All his muscles perfectly sculpted. Icy blue eyes that seem to penetrate her. Full kissable lips. Dark thick wavy hair she wanted to run her hands through. The attraction for him was strong.
What they were doing was not normal. What SHE was doing was not normal. She didn't care at the moment.They continued to dance in a slow manner, just letting the music fill there ears as they were silent. She smiled.
(STIRLING)
The limo pulled in front of the Country Club. Stirling told the driver to stay put and that he would soon be back. He made his way inside. Stirling closed his mind as to keep his presence undected from the vampire.There was no telling what the vampire would do if he was alerted. Couldn't take that chance. He did not see Cassandra nor the vampire that was said to be around. He knew Cassandra would be angry when she saw him but he didn't give a damn. Better safe then sorry. And he would be sorry if she came up dead. He began to mingle with the crowd, making small talk.
Stirling excused himself after being frustrated over not finding her and went over to the bar and ordered a drink. He gazed out across the crowd and then, that's when he saw her. He put his drink down on the bar and began to make his way towards the dance floor. His heart jumped into his throat when he saw the vampire that held Cassandra in his arms.
Stirling knew the vampire wouldn't make an advance on him in front of this large crowd of people if he tried to take Cassandra. Stirling then reached out and grabbed Cassandra by the wrist. She was surprised by this and she turned to face him. "You are coming with me, back to Oak Haven." He said through gritted teeth in a low murmur.
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Post by Stirling on Sept 11, 2006 4:50:56 GMT 1
(CASSANDRA)
Cassandra gasped when she felt the sudden pull on her wrist."Excuse me!" She let go of Eudorus and turned to face Stirling which had caught her off guard. She looked around her to see all the eyes upon them. He was talking to her as if she were a child. She had had enough. Cassandra looked back and saw Eudorus was gone. She turned her gaze to Stirling, squinting her eyes a bit. She then jerked her wrist away from him.
"Stirling your going to have to stop treating me like a child. I can take care of myself." She said in a low pissed off voice.
She saw him shake his head. He was determined but so was she.
"Oh, I know you don't think I know what I'm doing. I know you know about the person I was dancing with. Don't worry...I'm taking care of it though. And soon you won't have to worry about him coming around me anymore."
The tears were standing in her eyes which made her all the more angry because, Stirling had seen them. They both tried to be quiet with there conversation as not to draw attention or make a scene. Cassandra glared at Stirling as she contiued.
"By the way...you are embarrassing the hell out of me. How dare you....."
Cassandra turned to go and she felt him tug her arm. She jerked away from him again and faced him.
"Leave me alone! You are not my father! I want to be by myself right now!"
She walked quickly to the doors. She knew Stirling was behind her. She didn't have time to wait on the valet driver to bring her car around. She took off her heels and began to run down the sidewalk in the darkness. She didn't care that it was pouring down rain.
Cassandra didn't want to be around Stirling at the moment. She could hear his faint voice calling to her from behind. It was raining so hard that Cassandra could hardly see but, she kept running. Suddenly, her body slammed into something. Eudorus.....
She felt his arms come around her and they stood there embracing each other looking into each others eyes. He kissed her full on the lips hard. She then felt his grip tighten on her and heard him whisper in her ear,"Hold on."
Within a blink of an eye they were gone.
(STIRLING)
Her words had stung him. Stirling had to reason with Cassandra. He had to fix what was wrong between them. He dashed out of the doors of the Country Club. It was raining very hard. He called to Cassandra who had took off in a dead run down the sidewalk. He headed towards her stumbling over her heels she took off on the sidewalk. A loud crack of thunder followed by a flash of lightning took place. Stirling put his hand to his forehead to shield the rain from his eyes. He could hardly see Cassandra's tiny figure in front of him. With every flash of lightning he could hardly see her.
"Cassandra! Come back! We must talk! Cassandraaaa!!!"
Stirling knew it was no use. He knew Cassandra was nowhere around now, he could sence it. He stopped in his tracks knowing Cassandra was with the vampire. He bowed his head thinking he had failed.
Stirling was soaked head to toe in his tuxedo. He turned on his heel to make his way back to the limo. When suddenly, Stirling knew he was being followed. He could sence there was three men. Stirling hurried his pace but he wasn't quick enough.
Stirling was hit on the back of the head with a blunt object. He went down on his knees, then fell onto his stomach, almost knocked unconscious. He could hardly bare the pounding pain in his head. He felt a foot come on to the back of his neck pinning him to the ground. He heard the men whispering to each other to hurry up and take the money.
Stirling slowly opened his eyes. He saw in the distance a female figure standing there with every flash of lightning." Was she wearing black leather? Who is she?" he thought.
He couldn't really make out what she looked like. Something about her. He wanted to warn her to get away, that it was dangerous and she might get hurt. Stirling felt it hard to breath with the pressure of the man's foot on his neck. He felt he might slip into unconsciousness.
Continued from 1127 Rue Royale...Gabs thread.
Quick Recap:
After a quick shower and a change of clothes. I was feeling very playful this evening and donned one of my sexiest outfits. A little black leather number from Chanel. With an extremely tight bodice that pulled my heaving breasts closely together and was cut high at the waist revealing my tiny waist. And an extremely tight pair of matching black leather short pants that tightly hugged my slender yet very full hips and revealed my sensuous and yes, sexy thighs.
Oh so tight they were, they let nothing to the imagination showing off every sensuous curve of my perfect body. And lastly my boots. Shiny patent leather boots that rode high up above and past my knee, ending with a sharp little point at the tip.
Slipping on a tiny leather jacket to cover my bare white shoulders, I put on a sparking silver necklace and matching hoop earrings. Then applied bright red glossy lipstick and thick eyeliner all around my eyes, and a hint of ash gray shadow on my perfect eyelids. Finishing off the look with thick mascara. I turned to leave.
Ah, but wait...I had responsibilities now, didn't I. But my fledgling was nowhere in the house, she must be off seeking her own adventures. WONDERFUL!!! Pleased that my young one had taken the initiative to leave our new home on her own. I walked over to the balcony and stepped out through the already opened doors.
Seconds later, I found myself on a livelier part of town. Swank bars and hip clubs on either side of the brightly lit neon street. Although my preternatural hunger was now bursting within me. I decided to take my time. Loving the feel of this new era. The wonderful modernization of the new people. Mortals, who had no idea what it was like to be held prisoner and isolated in the midst of nowhere. Ah, yes I absolutely LOVED IT!!!
As I continued to walk down the lively street, I passed by an especially prestigious club. A club for the wealthy and elite. Modern day aristocrats perhaps. My curiousity was beginning to pique, and I was wondering if I should not go home and change my attire to something just a bit less revealing so that I could enter this prestigious club without being gawked at. When the sounds of mortals shouting, and running out of said club interrupted my thoughts.
A vampire had exited the club only moments before. He was much to busy to notice me, seeming as he was to be in a hurry to "get the hell out of there" And a beautiful young mortal girl was chasing hopelessly after him. I did not know this vampire. And he seemed to be an ancient as I could not clearly read his thoughts. All I could acertain from them was that he had fallen drastically in love with this poor little mortal girl, beauty that she was. And behind her. A handsome mortal man in full tux and bow tie. Ah now this was something I could indeed feast my eyes upon. And hopefully...nothing else.
And now the story continues...
As I watched from a distance. The handsome mortal man in the tuxedo seemed to be very concerned for his beautiful young friend. But reading her thoughts clearly, she would have none of his insistent demands of "behaving herself" Far much too independent to be held in anyones tight grasp. Ah yes, this young one did impress me.
As the beautiful young mortal lady disappeared into the night, off to find her immortal lover perhaps. A group of mortal thugs came upon my most handsome mortal one. Their intentions to rob him and perhaps even kill him should their evil plans deem so necessary.
Ah but I have such little patience for such idiocy. To rob a man of a few dollars and spare change in exchange for his life. Simply seemed to petty to me. But ah well...who am I to judge.
But then again, I thought to myself grinning evilly. 'Who am I to judge indeed. I who would just as soon rip out their hearts and drink directly from that fount as easily as sinking my sharp fangs into their throat. 'Who am I to judge indeed.'
As I stood there waiting for these hapless mortal thugs to commit their heinous crime. A loud thunderclap came from the skies. And with it followed the heavy rains and numerous lightings.
I despised weather such as this. I hated it entirely! My beautiful blonde hair, now quickly laying heavily upon my shoulders soaked entirely by the horrid rain water, a good thing my mascara is waterproof.
Startled as I was by the horrid and loud thunderclap from up above.
My vampiric ears have become accustomed to many things multiplied a thousandfold, unfortunately...the sound of thunder, is not one of them.
I did not notice that the three mortal thugs had attacked, clubbed over the head their intended victim. Suddenly, an intense rage and with it an even more intense hunger overcame me as every savage memory of the wild beasts of the jungle feeding from each other flashed through my mind. And without even thinking, my body automatically and with practiced speed of two hundred centuries. Brutally attacked the three moral thugs, draining them so quickly, they never knew what hit them.
As their soaking wet bodies lay on the wet ground, all signs of my attack completely gone, having bit my tongue and licked each of their two piecing wounds to relieve all evidence of my vampiric attack.
I stood there still trapped within the swoon. My whole body enlivening deliciously as the wonderful blood of three mortal evil-doers seemingly danced throughout my body, leaving me wonderfully warm and toasty.
Smiling brightly as I glanced down at my most handsome gentleman friend, his sharp looking tux becoming horribly soaked. I learned forward and gently whispered in his ear.
"Fear not chere, It is I. The sweet queen of your dreams come to rescue the handsome King."
Then briskly and carefully whisking him into my now warm and toasty embrace. I lifted us both up into the night air. His warm mortals breath ticking my sensitive ear as he in turn whispered.
"Who are you?"
Smiling brightly against his deliciously rough chin, I flew us far and away from the horrid rains than fell upon this wonderful city. Not sure of where to take my precious mortal gentleman friend, I decided to fly us to a little unknown island I had discovered centuries ago.
And so we soon found ourselves, under the brightly lit full moonlight and clear warm night of this little unknown Island that I often visited when perchance I had come bored with a modern city or yes, even the savage jungles of my little Africa.
As I gently lay him on the warm sand. My thick hair dripping hopelessly and awakening him as he clutched his head with his hands uttering wonderful moans that enchanted my vampiric hearing.
'Oh how sweet and tender it was to be so close to a beautiful warm mortal man, and how many centuries had it been since I had done such a thing.'
As my mind danced with memories of so long ago and past. Memories I thought long forgotten. I gently placed a tender kiss on his soft yet strong lips. Loving the feel of his lips on mine as they pulled forward and sweetly returned the kiss. Not knowing he lay in the embrace of a monster. Oh well...who am I to tell him. I thought smiling wickedly against his kiss. Then pulling back every so slightly as I felt his warm soft tongue slip between my lips and past my sharp fangs.
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Post by Stirling on Sept 11, 2006 4:52:37 GMT 1
(STIRLING)
Stirling suddenly felt the pressure of the man's foot come off him. He rolled over quickly filling his lungs with air. He still felt faint and the pain was still in his head but, he knew something was happening around him. Everything seemed like a blur to him at the moment. Stirling blinked trying to focus and he dimly saw the bodies of the men on the ground and they were not moving. He layed his head back on the wet ground and then heard the sweetest voice whispering in his ear.
"Fear not chere, It is I. The sweet queen of your dreams come to rescue the handsome King."
Yes, he thought, this is the female figure he saw moments ago. She had helped him, perhaps even saved his life. He looked up at her and was amazed at how beautiful she was. He then felt her pick him up and then he whispered,"Who are you?"
Stirling must have passed out because he woke up laying on the sand. He held his head very aware of the pain. And then he saw the beautiful woman who had saved him from the three men who had attacked him.They were both lying on the sand together. With amazement he felt her lips on his. He had'nt felt this kind of intimacy in a very long time. He looked up into her hypnotic gaze and her eyes seem to sparkle in the moonlight. He embraced her and let his tongue slip into her mouth and he closed his eyes.
In his mind he still asked,"Who are you?"
It was silent all around them except for the crashing of the waves from the ocean. The moonlight shone brightly down upon them. There bodies were tangled up into each other as they rolled back and forth on the sand. He was lost in this moment, he let himself go and he gave into this with his whole heart. He became heated and his body began to tremble with passion for this woman.
He began to take off her garments and when he finally did he kissed her deeply. He then ran his hands all over body and then made his way to the place between her legs and let his tongue bring her to her climax.
GABRIELLE)
As I lay in his tender and warm embrace. The soft sand following our movements as he leaned forward and gently rolled me over pressing himself into the curves of my voluptuous and perfect body. His mind questioning my name, asking me oh so sweetly.
"Who are you?"
Ah but how to answer that question and utterly ruin this moment at the very same time. I couldn't do it. I would not do it. No not now...perhaps...not ever.
As the sound of the gentle waves of the vast ocean beyond us gently licked out toes. I continued to enjoy his tender sweet warm kisses, the rough stubble of his chin reminding me of a long forgotten and sweet romance when I still but a tender young and unmarried maiden.
Truly I did not know what to do next. I had not had *any* as they say in over 245 years. And now I was experiencing things as I never had before. My husband, the Marquise, was never a tender lover. And indeed the entire experience had been more of a chore, a mundane errand to be tolerated every six months, or whenever my adventurous husband felt the need to come home in our isolated little village.
But now, this was different. This mortal man was truly taking me over, the warm and tender heat of his body intensifying as I felt his heart beating to the rhythm of his desires. And as he continued to ravish me with the sweetest and tenderest of kisses I have ever experienced. I suddenly gasped in delight as his kisses traveled down my body, my clothing having been taken from me by his strong hot hands as he fought his way for that which he so desired.
Arching my back, my long blonde curly hair buried deep in the sand, as I felt him open my long legs and then felt his tender wet tongue delve deeply into me. Penetrating me in such a way I had never thought possible. True I was no virgin, having had 7 plus children. But my husband only performed the most basic of acts with me. As in those days, men only indulged in varied performances with their mistresses. As I am sure my husband must have had many. But to me, no this is not what we did.
Biting my glassy thumbnail to keep from screaming out a preternatural wail as I thrashed wildly underneath him. His tongue continuing to explore me in every which way possible. I finally felt him release me and his kisses continued back up my slender full hips past my tiny waist and then to his next destination.
His hot and ravenous mouth attacked my now thoroughly aroused nipples as his other hand squeezed and and pinched my other nipple, forcing me to gasp uncontrollably as my body delighted in his tender, yet oh so rough touches. Sending ripples of indescribable pleasure coursing all through my body. Pleasures no mortal woman could ever have sustained as his hot rough touches multiplied for me a thousandfold.
Feeling the need for just a little bit of ambiance. I remembered that I had candles spread out all over the little Island. I often liked to do this in my more melancholy of times. When the whole world felt to vast, too much for me to handle. And I would light these thousands of candles spread out in the thick sands of the beach and then simply sit there the entire night. Watching the ocean, the stars and my thousands of little points of light, flickering gently in the warm tropical breeze.
Smiling mischievously, as he continued to enjoy sucking on my nipple, I looked around me to the left and to the right. And as I did this, one by one each candle lit. Until we were utterly surrounded by my little thousand points of light, all flickering delightfully as the sounds of the ocean encouraged us in our oh so adventurous intimacies and yet forbidden intimacies.
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Post by Stirling on Sept 11, 2006 4:55:19 GMT 1
(STIRLING)
Stirling loved the way she moved under him as he sucked and piched her nipples. He was suddenly distracted when he saw the light of candles flickering all around them. He looked into her eyes and saw the sly grin on her face and knew she had done it. He smiled and gently brushed her hair from her face and, began to plant light kisses to her neck and, then he found her lips kissing her hard and deeply.
Even though they just met,no other woman had ever stolen his heart so quickly as this woman. He knew she was different and had spectacular abilities but, he was in no shape right now to search her mind. He would not do that to her anyway out of respect for her. He would question her no further. This was a night he would remember forever.
He had forgotten about the throbbing pain inside his head as he began to take off his soaked jacket. She saw that he was frustrated with it and to his surprize quickly rolled over on top of him. She took his jacket off and then his tie. She then ripped his shirt open revealing his naked chest. Like whispers, he felt her fingers glide over his arms then ,down his chest sending ripples of chills up his spine and up to the roots of his hair.
He kicked his shoes off and she took his pants off with a snap. Then his socks were gone and lastly his underware, leaving him totally exposed in front of her. He grinned at her as she slowly crawled back towards him. Her hair like a veil covering half her face as she looked up at him. Stirling could wait no longer. He planted her under him and he slowly entered his hard cock inside her. He heard her moan with pleasure which made him all the more excited.
He put his arm around her tiny waist holding her close to him feeling her breast push up against him. He kissed and sucked on her neck and then found her mouth putting his tongue inside. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as a deep moan escaped him.
(GABRIELLE)
As he continued his intense and passionate love making, I noticed that he still wore the soaked Tuxedo which was now ridiculously covered in sand. Laughing gleefully as I smiled brightly up at him. I sat up and hastily took the jacket off of him, the shirt and bow tie quickly followed. The sight of his muscular and warm chest sent shivers coursing all through my body, my nipples tightening at the sight of his manly chest and I longed to press myself oh so tightly up against him once again. But there were other things I somewhat vaguely recalled. Things located below the waist and between his muscular legs. Oh yes, I may have not had any in over 245 years, but indeed....I do....remember.
Giggling lightly as I gently pressed him down, my heaving large breasts bouncing happily against his chest. The blood from my 3 victims earlier than night causing me to be nice and warm against his oh so hot chest.
I quickly stripped him of his pants, boxers, shoes and socks, and now we both lay upon each other in wonderful naked bliss our warm bodies melting together, and I honestly could have simply laid in his tender and warm embrace for the rest of eternity. But my mortal lover....had other plans.
Rolling me gently over, he began his tender sucking kisses to my face, my cheeks my neck, trailing them further down, causing my eyelashes to flutter hopelessly in wonderful delight. Then gasping in surprise. I felt him enter me, penetrating me deeply with his male arousal.
I could tell his was enjoying my supposed virginal tightness around his large and hot member. Throbbing oh so deliciously inside of me, heating me up like a wonderful furnace. Never in my immortal or mortal life, had I ever felt such a delicious intimacy.
Wrapping my legs tightly around his muscular backside. As I felt his strong warm arms wrap tightly under my shoulders and around my back. Bringing us oh so closer and wonderfully tight together.
Moaning deeply under his tender touches, his male hardness pumping me harder and harder as he thrust in and out of me as only a mortal man can do. A vampire lover, would have already attached his fangs to my throat and tried to suck me dry. Not a bad experience really. But the after affects. The fatigue following the loss of blood can be quite...unpleasant. Not to mention the ravenous hunger that followed.
But this was oh so different. Indeed this had an almost innocent pleasure to it. A tender and sweet innocence that I found quite exhilarating. And most definitely sensuously pleasurable. My whole body trembling in delight to his constant ravishing attentions. His mouth kissing me as I have never been kissed before.
And the wonderful sounds of the oceans waves called out to us, and the flickering candlelight illuminated our naked and intertwined bodies, encouraging us to enjoy our most forbidden pleasures, as the stars up above us twinkled brightly in the vast night sky.
(STIRLING)
He felt her long legs wrap around him as he continued. He plunged himself deeper into her digging his fingers into her skin. He felt her arch her back and heard the moans that came from her lips. He nuzzled his face into her neck letting a final deep moan escape as he came to the finish.
Stirling's body went limp onto her as he kissed her face tenderly. He was trying to catch his breath resting his head on her heaving chest. He held her close to him as there was nothing but, silence between them. He opened his mouth to speak and then felt her fingers come to his lips to stop him.
They continued to gaze into each others eyes as all kinds of questions raced through his head. Most of all he wanted to thank her for helping him. She had came to his aid in the nick of time. She had been like his guardian angel sent down from heaven. He began to memorize her every feature as his hand glided up her slinder waist. That had been Stirling's custom as he was taught to do in the Talamasca.
He then saw the startled look on her face. Had she read his mind? Stirling would have to be more careful. He had felt so comfortable with her that he had left his mind open. As her face relaxed she smiled at him much to his relief. Then she stood up taking his hands and led him to the water. They moved further into the water and it felt cool to Stirling's skin but, he didn't care. They went deeper into the water together until the water came up to there waist line. He dipped his hands in the water and began to wash the sand off her skin.
(GABRIELLE)
As my mortal lover finally exhausted himself, gasping deeply in my embrace as his mortal love making secretions spent themselves deeply within me. I smiled up at him, and kissed him lightly. This was an experience I had not had for centuries, and my last memory of it was shall we say...less than pleasant. I felt a deep debt of gratitude for this handsome mortal man. His mortal heat still enflaming me as he laid down heavily upon me in his exhaustion. His sweet and strong lips gently brushing tender sweet kisses across my preternaturally sensitive skin sending delicious little shivers coursing all through me.
We lay there for a few moments more simply enjoying the feel of what was left of our shared intimacy. And then suddenly his thoughts crept through my mind. Oh how horrid this intrusion.
How bittersweet to have such tender and sweet touches given to me by a mortal man that in comparison to me lived his mortal life at deaths door. And the day would come, as it always does for us immortals. When my most handsome mortal lover would be but a faint and pleasant memory. Something to think about as I lay back on this same patch of sand and gaze upon the same set of sparkling, twinkling stars as I await the turn of the clock. The new year that would bring in that next century. Or the century after. Or the century after that.
I smiled brightly into his handsome face. He was thinking how he wanted to thank me, how sweetly grateful he was that I had assisted in saving his life tonight, and he was thinking how I was his guardian angel, sent down from heaven up above.
An angel indeed. "A dark angel." As my son oft liked to call me. A beautiful angel with the capability, desire and need to kill every night for eternity. As the little imp once put it so bitterly. "If I am an angel, then paint me with black wings."
Turning to look away as a horrible bout of melancholia suddenly swept all through me. I suddenly found I could no longer stand his warm mortals embrace. I was a killer through and through. Practiced the art to perfection I did. A seducer and a siren of the night. Luring unsuspecting men such as he to their deaths simply to satisfy my horrid yet necessary desires. Dracula's death bride in the flesh.
And then another thought of his swept into my mind.
"Talamasca!!!"
This man was from the Talamasca! The order of physic detectives that hunted those of my kind down. Stalked them liked silent vultures in the sky, never daring to approach us due to their supposed honor and respect for my kind.
Oh how horrid a thought! To think this wonderful night could have been but an experiment to this most handsome mortal man. How dreadful and bitter to think I gave into his desires simply to have then written about in some BOOK!!! Some horrid little journal compiling dust on a lonely shelf. The horrible headline on next months copy of the latest tabloid magazine. "The night I Spent in the Arms of a Vampire." Like some wayward celebrity who let his lustful desires rule the world in which he lived in.
Smiling brightly as the thought of the handsome face of "Jude Law" shell shocked to find he had been discovered for his midnight rendezvous with his children's nanny.
No, what do I care for such things. I who flew on the breast of the wind and could at any given moment slip and disappear for a century or two into my beloved African jungles. These trivial thoughts were of no concern to me. Let my mortal lover do what he will with his lustful experiences tonight. What is it to me? Indeed, perhaps I might visit this most handsome one in future nights to come. Slip through his window and give him a little reminder of our wonderful encounter tonight.
Sure, why not. What an absolutely perfect idea!
Standing in one quick swift movement. I giggled delightfully as I took his hand in mind and then running like two school children out to play, we took to the ocean water, letting the cold strong waves spash us and rinse the sand from our naked bodies.
Then overcome by the beauty of the night, the nearness. The sublime mortal warmth of his strong manly naked body against my cold womanly preternatural body overwhelming me to the extreme. We pressed ourselves oh so closely together, and kissed tenderly and passionately. Under the starlit night and the full moon illuminating us like two forgotten lovers in the night.
Letting myself melt into his tender embrace. I sighed deeply as he held me oh so tightly, the waves of the dark ocean lapping our naked thighs. And then I remembered I had to return him for whence I had plucked him.
I pressed myself ever so closer to him, loving this feel of mortal intimacy, an intimacy I had not felt in more years than anyone could possibly count. And whispered sweetly into his ear.
"My darling one, mon ange. I must return you now. We are on an isolated Island in the middle of nowhere. Tisn't right for you to stay the day here without your required food and water. Come my darling. We shall quickly get dressed and then I shall fly you back to wherever you would like."
As we bent down on the sandy beach, I could not help but to notice that he was once more aroused. His large member once again heated and tightly gorged.
Smiling wickedly I looked naughtily into his beautiful warm mortal eyes and....
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Post by Stirling on Sept 11, 2006 4:56:26 GMT 1
(STIRLING)
As the sound of the waves crashed they embraced each other. He heard her whisper into his ear which sent a pleasent shiver through him.
"My darling one, mon ange. I must return you now. We are on an isolated Island in the middle of nowhere. Tisn't right for you to stay the day here without your required food and water. Come my darling. We shall quickly get dressed and then I shall fly you back to wherever you would like."
"The day?" he thought. This puzzled Stirling some what. He held her tightly letting a sigh come from him as he looked up at the stars. He didn't want this to end. Then, they made there way back to the sand where they bent down. The site of her wet naked body caused him once more to become aroused.
He lent in and kissed her lips after seeing the wicked grin on her face. He stood up and bent down and picked her up. He carried her over by the thousands of candles that were still flickering and shining brightly all around them. They sunk back down on the sand, both of them on there knees facing each other kissing.
He then felt the sudden push on his shoulders! Sending him landing flat on his back. His eyes wide and full of excitment as she straddled him, putting his hard and thick cock inside her. "Oh,GOD!" he said as he bit his bottom lip. She was like a smoking gun, hot to the touch as he entered her. He placed his hands on her large full breast and began squeezing and piching her nipples. She arched her back as she rocked back and forth. And as she let out a moan.....Stirling had to look twice. Was that?... Was that a pair of fangs he saw? Yes,he thought it was and it confirmed it for him that she was indeed a vampire.
Stirling was not afraid he was shocked some what. Oh, he knew he was breaking the rules but, what the Elders didn't know wouldn't hurt them. He closed his mind not letting her know he knew. The pleasure over rode his thoughts anyway.
Placing his hands upon her hips pushing her all the more faster as she rode him hard. He gritted his teeth with his eyes shut tight pushing his head back further into the sand. His toes began to curl as his body trembled. It was finished. Stirling was dizzy and breathless. She layed down on top of him resting her head on his shoulder. They would have to leave soon Stirling thought. He found his self dreading it.
*Thread Continued At Oak Haven*
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