Love Hurts

It’s Friday night - and I’ve taken a walk into town like I would every Friday night. I just wanted to see her again, this girl that had me hypnotised with the way she moved. Her stance, her essence - the way her body brought sexual excitement to my mind in ways I never thought it could. Even for something like my kind. Just another taste, another taste of danger and excitement. It’s all I needed. Just one more time.
I continue to walk down near the docks - The air is humid - slight moisture in the air, I’m walking. Walking along with my patternized hand in one of my front jean pockets - A cigarette in my other hand - The sweet smell of death as I breathe out the once inhaled smoke that evaporates into the air and blends in with it’s surroundings. I’m not afraid - Not even as I walk among these mysterious and abandoned docks. Boats that are no longer in use floating on the deathly looking water, it’s almost as if that in contact with it, it just might be the last thing you do. But then again - that wouldn’t be a problem for me.
The only sound I can hear is my shoes clicking against the damp, rotten wooden panels of the pier that I walk on. I have the same image in my mind with it’s very own sound effects as I get closer to my desired place - my senses are increasing as I get closer, The smell of the musky sea water, the sound of the boats clashing with the water that’s flowing at the same repetitive rate. The taste of my hunger increasing for lust and desire with another. For I’m not your normal twenty something year old from Seattle, Washington - No. I’m a creature of the night. A Predator, I drink blood and I desire lust from those of my very own kind. I guess you could say we’re more of the Erotic kind.
I’m almost there now, the sky’s more blinding and all that there is to guide a wandering human is the light from a nearby lamp post but even that shows the dangers of the night - The amber light flickers - warning danger for them or for the more stubborn of humans a major electricity fault. I grin, my lips curling over the top of my canines - so sharp they could pierce the toughest of skin - My prey.
The Squawk of the seagulls as they surround the area pierces my ears, but there’s nothing that can be done. I’m almost there - just another turn. I can hear them. Screaming and moaning - Oh it drives me wild. Only my kind can hear the moan of another vampire in this way. The creatures here are beautiful and mesmerizing - their passion is to be given as much sexual torture till they can no longer hold in the pressure. And every Friday - I along with the others in my clan fulfil their destinies.
I approach the steel door - the lowest area of these docks. I throw my cigarette into a puddle in the corner of the doorway - My reflection looking back at me. Pale hair, dark eyes with extremely dark black circles perfectly airbrushed above them. I pushed my hair back with my smoking hand - making sure it was in place. I didn’t want to look under dressed well not for first impressions at least.
There was a descriptive slot where I would have to push in my coven’s crest to open the door - If a human ever did find this place it would only appear as a wooden wall with stone behind it. A dead end - Pardon the pun. I lifted up my sleeve showing more of the artistic patterns on my pale body - I wore a band that I wore around my wrist with the crest upon it and I pressed it into the door as carefully as possible. The sharp noise of the door unlocking hurt my ears slightly - but you get used to it over time - No longer would I wince at simple sounds like this.
The door opened and the lamp post behind me no longer flickered as it was silenced by the awakening of the underground hide out. The cries became louder, the cursing as the females couldn’t hold it in anymore - I was aroused - My blood was boiling not from anger but from pure adrenaline. I walked through the door and stood there, turning around on my heals as the door slammed shut and locked itself again. I ripped off my jacket and left it next to the door. My body now revealed a black button up shirt with my jeans on my lower body. Perfect.
My environment now was completely different - the walls, cold and wet just like the creatures that lusted for more of our kind in this enclave. Their bodies screamed out for us to relieve them of pleasure and pain. The thought was always striking and the deed was always inviting - I could feel myself getting warm in places that only she could make me feel. But that would change after tonight. I started to make my way down the hall - the over head lamps flickering on and off, swaying from the commotion in the overhead rooms - the occasional raindrop falling from the plastic covering of the lights. As I continued to walk the wall to my right shook and a large banging noise was coming from it. I stopped in my tracks - hearing the faint erotic cries from them, the dripping of the raindrops from above hitting the pipes that ran along the damp walls. The banging resumed and I couldn’t help but grin. I walked over to the wall and put my hands on the wall - feeling the cold sensations run up both arms - it was pleasurable. I leant forward and pressed my ear to the wall. I listened and another bang happened - the screams of a distressed creature - someone was giving it to her good. Real good. So good that even the walls couldn’t take it anymore. I moved my face and saw the cracks appearing in the wall - the plaster was chipping away - dust developing on the floor. I looked down and laughed to myself before regaining my posture and I continued to walk along the maze till I got to the room that had my very own desire awaiting for me.
Another corner, and the scattering of sewer rats could be heard scattering along the underground pipes. The noise of erotic females was going to make my sensations be released - The door was just ahead now. I reached the door handle and let out my hand and turned it anti-clockwise. The door opened and my ears were filled with sound even louder than before. Behind this door was a stone room, the moonlight shining in from a certain part of the room, but only by a little. All around the room were female vampires teasing the males of my coven - wearing nothing but petite leather outfits with boots laced all the way up to their caress able thighs. Whips and chains were being used by some of the dominatrix like creatures - The echo as the whip hit the flesh of a vampire was a pleasuring sound, the actual feel of it would be more sensual and if only that was me being whipped to the bone. I would take it gladly.
But something drew me, it was her scent - the sound of her blood pulsing in her throat. I could feel it - and I knew exactly where to look. I turned and there she was sat in the middle of the room her legs spread wide - a slight piece of material covering up the tightness she felt - I could sense it - her desires her wants. I sniffed the air as discreetly as I could - I wanted more of her, but it was going to come soon. We were both going to come soon. She was a sight. She wore stockings that went above her knees - her legs the perfect shape any man would desire to grab whilst thrusting, black stilettos that looked painful to walk in but arousing none the less. Her skirt didn’t appear to be there any longer. It was pushed up - her corset was tightly wrapped around her body - her nipples erect. I wanted to bite them hard, Whip her breasts - hard. So hard infact that I wanted to make her bleed. Bleed like the victims that fall to us in the night.
“Well hello William - I was expecting you.” I smirked, resting my fingers on my chin -I could smell her perfectly. I told her that I came for her tonight - she grinned and shut her legs together - the speed of a mouse falling into a trap due to a piece of desirable cheese. For she was the mouse tonight. She walked towards me, the clicking of her heels making a lump in my throat appear. Her scent was too distracting - I couldn’t hold this in for much longer. I had to have her - for this was the last time. I had to make sure it would be as enjoyable as I had imagined every night this week, even while I tore limbs off male rapists lurking on the street corners - even as a pierced the neck of the girl that would thank me for saving them later on. She had to be mine. I was going to give it to her. And she was going to get it good.
I grabbed her hand which made her hiss in a seductive way. I told her that I wanted her, and that I wanted her now. Her dark hair falling into her face as she looked at me with her seductive pale blue eyes - she looked behind her at the two females lying on her seat, topless caressing each others breasts - their tongues locking together whilst their feet rubbed each other’s leg - These were her assistants. She was the leader of this coven. We were meant to be with each other in this sense. I had to have her now. My pants would rip from this revelation soon.
She decided to circle me as she looked away from the other mistresses lost in their own moments - she rested her chin on my right shoulder, I could feel her breath on my neck. So piercing and warm I groaned slightly. She smiled - and teased me further by dragging her teeth up and down my neck lightly - I could feel the sharpness of her fangs, I could feel it as my flesh was cutting. The blood trickling down my neck, down my chest. Staining my skin with my contrasting blood - I pulled away and pushed her towards the wall - she hissed in that way again that teased my mind with a thousand words. My legs were pressed up against hers - our lower torso’s rubbing together as she struggled slightly under my touch. I could feel the tingling - the pleasuring effects from this place - It would drive a human male to the point of madness. It was like our bodies were moving together as one already. I could feel the pleasuring sensations but not physically - Mentally.
“Let’s go somewhere more private.” She moved from underneath me, and walked to the other end of the room - her derriere moving swiftly side to side as one foot went in front of the other. My lips curled over my lips once more - the sounds of Whips and chains could be heard as I followed her - more creatures being given their fantasies - some of the creatures stared, looking at the blood that rolled down my body. They wanted to taste it - I could feel their wants, they wanted to see if my blood was really the gift of life. But I wasn’t here to see them - She opened another stone cold door which led to the most teasing room I had ever seen.
A Metal chair - A Bed, handcuffs, Whips, Toys, Chains - so much more - I grinned and shut the door behind me and watched as she slowly got onto the bed - her arm resting against her thigh whilst her other hand propped up her head.
“What are you waiting for handsome?” Her eyes were giving out seductive vibes and I could feel myself being drawn in. As I moved towards the bed she moved herself - Lying down on the bed purring almost. I climbed on to the dark purple sheets - moving till my face was level with hers - my hands, either sides of her breasts and my legs were shaping hers. She pulled me down by my shirt so our bodies were pressed together I couldn’t take it any longer. My lips locked with hers - I could taste her, the single second we joined together my veins pulsed and the adrenaline rush started to get faster. My hands began to caress her bare thigh - her hand was in my hair, tugging it - things were getting passionate as I heard her small moans into my mouth as my hands touched her in places that were sensitive to her. Her legs, waist, breasts, arms. All were soft to touch and rub. She was shaking slightly, Female vampires after taking such pleasure snap - they become the sexiest creatures known to the world. And that time was now.
In a split second she rolled me over, her legs either side of my waist - sitting up on my pelvis. She was purring - her luscious red lips smudged by being in contact with mine - no doubt there would be a trace of this on my skin. I Smiled.
“I’m going to give it to you bad boy.” The words rolled off of her tongue with no effort of being seductive at all - it was natural - I could feel my member hard now, she noticed too and grinned. She got up and walked over to her station - teasing me with her objects that lay on the steel table. Lifting them up and rolling her tongue on them or touching them how my member would be touched if she had control over it. It was like a torture chamber in here - I rested my arms behind my head, watching her cautiously as she chose my sexual fate.
She chose the Handcuffs - Obviously handcuffs for a vampire had to be extra strong - we had unexplained, powerful strength. Original handcuffs wouldn’t keep anyone under control of their own body whilst having pleasure come to them like an avalanche of snow hurling towards the innocent nature. Destroying it in a single crush.
She teased me, holding the handcuffs on her fingertip - her long black nails gleaming in the light. She stood with her curves calling out to me. I wanted to run my hands along her skin - Pull her close to me and kiss every square inch of her luxurious body.
I told her to get the fuck over here - I wanted her that badly. And she did, she climbed back onto the bed - her knees either side of my waist. She grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them to the bed in a split second. I looked up at what she had done. I laughed and watched as she lowered her head once more - unzipping my jeans and ripping them off me, and now the boxers came off - I watched as her lips parted and wrapped themselves around my member. I groaned, I groaned so bad that the chandelier above me was shaking - If I moaned anymore as she ran her tongue around my member as if it was a piece of candy, the chandelier would snap and all the glass would shatter into a million pieces. She licked the tip of my member in a nice circular motion that was oh so pleasuring before thrusting her warm, wet mouth around it - I grabbed the bed covers, ripping the material. The sounds of her lips moving up and down, up and down. It would make a man explode right here, right now. I could feel that particular feeling in my lower torso - it was piling up, my hands gripping onto the sheets more and my legs were starting to shake. I was reaching my climax.
With a loud moan I released and I looked up as she swallowed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Smudging her lipstick even further, her porcelain face ruined by the red pasted onto her right cheek. I let my head drop backwards into the now moist pillow that had been covered with my sweat as she worked her magic on my very own wand. The handcuffs were starting to burn at my wrists - I could feel them scraping against the bone - Constantly rubbing, I was helpless.
“You taste wonderful.” She said, her voice soft and delicate.
I told her to unlock me - and that if she did I’d make it worth her while. She listened and took the handcuffs off - her breasts in my face as she leaned over to untie them. I decided to be cheeky. I raised my head and bit into her breast - massaging my tongue against it. She let out a cry of pleasure - I could feel the blood in the back of my throat. I let go - my teeth marks imprinted. She pulled back and purred with one hand around my neck.
My hands were free. And she was going to get it - I was sure of it.
I grabbed her arms and pushed forward so she was lying down on the bed and I was on top of her. Her scent was sensual, intoxicating with a mixture of her sweet blood. I wanted more of this. I moved further down so her breasts were pressed up against my chest and I began to kiss her neck, gently nipping - piercing it. She began to arch her back slightly as I did so. The feeling must be causing her pleasure as her moans were piercing my ears. I couldn’t help but grin to myself.
I let my hand run down her body as If I was shaping her, her waist, her upper thigh. I love how her neck stretched revealing her pulsing throat as I ripped open her suit to get an entrance of my own. And slowly I began to pleasure her with my murderous tools - My fingers. She was wet, she was enjoying this so much, I carried on moving my fingers - exploring her in such ways I hadn’t before - seeing where she was sensitive and where she wasn’t.
Don’t stop - She told me - Keep going.
And so I obeyed - I continued to going - Feeling her moist neck, the paleness of her skin covered in a new layer of sweat - Her eyes closed, her eyelashes so long and mesmerising patting her cheek like a butterfly would pound at the air to take flight. She was beautiful.
You have no Idea how good this feels - She told me. The more she spoke the more I could feel myself losing control - Her moans where making my eyes roll to the back of my head with enjoyment. I was almost there, as was she.
There. Don’t stop - Faster you fuck.
I laughed at the back of my mind. She wanted it more than ever, So I ran my fingers across her insides faster and harder as I could. Her moaning was louder than ever and her legs began to shake slightly as she was reaching her climax. I was there, it was almost time. I bit into her neck harder and let the blood stain my fangs as she gave in to my ways.
And before I knew it - She grabbed the bed - Pulling hard, bending the metal as she came. I laughed and moved my hand and wiped away her natural juices on the sheets. She started to breathe faster than before, I could feel her heart beating. I could hear it - sense it. I licked the blood from my own fangs - she tasted great and I wanted more. I had to enjoy this as much as possible it was almost over.
I began to kiss her again, biting her again - she was losing control over this now. I was in control over her - it was like a game and I was winning. This mere love game that she had challenged me to was almost won. Then she pulled out a whip. I was going to love this.
She sat up, pushing me backwards slightly - and ripped off my shirt and threw it to the floor. She grabbed the whip in her right hand and hit me right in the chest. The pain was fascinating, immediate and it aroused me even further. I pushed her down again - keeping her shoulders there with my hands. I kicked off my jeans and snarled at her.
I told her that she was gonna get it now. All she could do was grin and she ripped off my boxers. I was naked now, and she still had her suit on partly. Well it had to be even. I ripped off her bodes revealing her pale breasts, she was stained slightly. The blood sparkling on her shimmering body as the moon fall hit her.
I entered her, and she let out a huge cry. I began to move slow on top of her, She grabbed the whip and hit my thigh with it hard making me shout out.
Faster! Faster! Obey me!
With Pleasure - I began moving faster, our hips grinding together as we moved in rhythm. I started feeling sensations once again in my lower torso. I could feel the bed moving, scraping the stone floor as we moved hard and in a fast motion. She began to claw at my shoulder blades ripping the skin into the shapes of her blood red nails. I leant down and pierced her neck once more and she cried. She shouted and whipped at my thigh more. We were almost there, I could feel it now. I was loosing control - my teeth dug into her neck more. For this would be the last time.
A few more thrusts later and I released - we both moaned hard, and I pulled away. She stared at me with her huge eyes with a smile. For she didn’t know what I would do next. I grinned and took my deathly bite. Colliding with her neck, I bit hard. This time I planned to kill. She shrieked, I tasted her blood - feeling her arms becoming limb in my touch. The whip hit the ground - I moved away - wiping the blood from my mouth and watching the light go from her eyes. Her head fell limb to one side.
Naked she lay there lifeless - no more was she one of the creatures that I set out to hunt. I was a vampire yes - but by force. She chose for me to be this way, and for that she paid the consequences. Death. I got to my feet and pulled my clothes back on and took another look at my prey. My hunted. I stared at her perfect figure and how it was a shame that things had to end like this. I opened the door and made my way back through the room that contained the moaning vampires, lesbian whores - male vampires becoming prey to these erotic creatures. I went out into the hall, pipes running down the walls. I heard the cry of the female vampires as they noticed my crime. I hurried my pace and picked up my jacket and left this place of torture.
My three brothers were stood there. Smoking the human drug that we could never become a goner to. I smiled at them, letting them know all was at peace and for we had to continue our ways in hope rather than revenge. We walked away into the atmosphere no longer a slave to these creatures. We were free men, turned into a creature of the night all by one bite. A bite that brought us together - and together, forever we would be - Free, bound from solitude by one vampire that planned to outlive us all.