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Vampire Friends
Akasha comes into the picture
"Again with this brooding, Corey Feldman."
The Felddog spun around. It was her....
Akasha.
Corey touched golden brown skin. "There's something I've always wondered about. Marius cared for you all those years. He said you never moved. Why?"
Akasha thought for a moment, kissing his hands. "Well, for one thing, his demeanor is not of a king. He thinks, and appreciates everything. I have no patience for analysis."
Corey was incredulous. "You think he's weak?"
Akasha replied,
"I said nothing of weakness. He isn't suitable to rule at my side. But you are different. Brash, bold and fearless. I like that greatly."
I see.
"Akasha," Corey purred, " I have a better idea."
"Oh, I love new ideas," said Akasha. That was true. She had always, even as a mortal, loved listening to her people come up with ideas they saw as original and refreshing, such as a new plot twist for a story or something along those lines. "What is it?"
"Just be patient," Corey replied. Then, he lunged, biting Akasha above a nipple. She swooned in pleasure as he suckled, sipping her blood. A warning sounded in her mind, but she didn't listen. It was the Felddog, only the Felddog...
His blood, the original fire. Akasha sank low with the Prince, unable to think. Teeth grazed her body everywhere, giving pain and delight. In her mind, she watched as he danced for her, Michael Jackson style. Nude and glowing, his body lit in dark flame and shadow. She embraced the heat. Dizzy and spinning, a vertigo of sensation...
Low moans rolled in her throat as she arched into the hot mouth engulfing her. Akasha lost it seconds later, coming into the welcoming warmth. Corey then licked her womanhood dry. Tongue trailing up her belly, dissolving into more kisses over her nipples. Moaning, Akasha clutched at the body over hers, feeling smoothness and rippling muscle. Short hair slipped through her fingers, soft to the touch.
Corey then said, after rising from her breast, "Dance with fire, and get burned, child. Do you understand me?"
Akasha whimpered, then replied,
"Yes."
He smirked. "Good."
The Felddog spun around. It was her....
Akasha.
Corey touched golden brown skin. "There's something I've always wondered about. Marius cared for you all those years. He said you never moved. Why?"
Akasha thought for a moment, kissing his hands. "Well, for one thing, his demeanor is not of a king. He thinks, and appreciates everything. I have no patience for analysis."
Corey was incredulous. "You think he's weak?"
Akasha replied,
"I said nothing of weakness. He isn't suitable to rule at my side. But you are different. Brash, bold and fearless. I like that greatly."
I see.
"Akasha," Corey purred, " I have a better idea."
"Oh, I love new ideas," said Akasha. That was true. She had always, even as a mortal, loved listening to her people come up with ideas they saw as original and refreshing, such as a new plot twist for a story or something along those lines. "What is it?"
"Just be patient," Corey replied. Then, he lunged, biting Akasha above a nipple. She swooned in pleasure as he suckled, sipping her blood. A warning sounded in her mind, but she didn't listen. It was the Felddog, only the Felddog...
His blood, the original fire. Akasha sank low with the Prince, unable to think. Teeth grazed her body everywhere, giving pain and delight. In her mind, she watched as he danced for her, Michael Jackson style. Nude and glowing, his body lit in dark flame and shadow. She embraced the heat. Dizzy and spinning, a vertigo of sensation...
Low moans rolled in her throat as she arched into the hot mouth engulfing her. Akasha lost it seconds later, coming into the welcoming warmth. Corey then licked her womanhood dry. Tongue trailing up her belly, dissolving into more kisses over her nipples. Moaning, Akasha clutched at the body over hers, feeling smoothness and rippling muscle. Short hair slipped through her fingers, soft to the touch.
Corey then said, after rising from her breast, "Dance with fire, and get burned, child. Do you understand me?"
Akasha whimpered, then replied,
"Yes."
He smirked. "Good."
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Well, any thoughts? I send my thanks to Karla, aka coreyhaim, for her nice comment on the first chapter! :)