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IilaStarfire -> RE: Erotic tales (1/17/2008 8:47:25 PM)
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Walking down the path in the park, the sky that luscious color that comes just after the sun’s edge has completely fallen below the horizon, the trees tall and fading fast into midnight-tinted hues, a cool breeze against your back feels delicious after the heat of the day.
You pause for a moment, staring up at the sky, the stars slowly beginning to twinkle and shine vibrantly against the velvet darkness. A sigh escapes your lips. It had been a peaceful day, and you had no set plans for this night. It looked to be a most beautiful of nights.
For a moment, you close your eyes, letting yourself be lost in the simple beauty of the night. All the rest of the world melts away for you until it is comprised of nothing beyond the caress of a breeze on your skin, tender and cool, and the sound of crickets chirping. A faint change in the patterns of the air causes you to come back to yourself, eyes opening, shimmering with the light of the stars above.
You are no longer alone here.
“Good evening,” a voice says from beside you, rich, husky, sending a shiver down your spine.
You slowly turn, eyes catching on to the figure. This is no one you recognize, yet so familiar the form, the voice, as if out of a dream or distant memory.
“Do I know you? You seem familiar to me, yet I cannot place you,” you say, voice soft, hiding the trembling.
“I am, and I am not,” a throaty laugh punctuates the simple statement, as the figure draws nearer.
You back away, heartbeat increasing slightly, yet surprisingly not out of fear. The figure draws nearer, then proffers a hand. “Shall we sit on one of the benches? I am certain you would rather sit, then fall…”
Without any reluctance you take the hand, following, as you are led to one of the park’s many benches, hidden from prying eyes. Together you sit, facing each other.
“I do know you… I thought it was a dream,” you say, fingers gently tracing the inside of your throat, near the collarbone.
A smile plays across the lips of the other, teeth shining in the light of the stars. “The dreaming was to make certain you would not fear me, when I came to you…”
Shivers runs down your spine, your eyes locked on those teeth, refusing to look anywhere else. Fingers gently caress your cheek, as gently as the breeze had, forcing you to look up, into the eyes across from you.
Such eyes, you think before you tilt your head to the side, a silent offering.
Softly, you hear the sound of pleased chuckling. “I had not imagined you so ready for my kiss, but you offer so sincerely and innocently what I need, how can I deny your offer?”
You close your eyes, the fingers slowly moving to cup the back of your head, lips pressing against your skin. Shivering, teeth pressed against your skin, softly, yet not piercing, as if making certain of your desire to give this gift. Your fingers reach up to grasp the wrist behind your head.
“Please,” you whisper.
A sharp pain as the teeth pierce your skin, then shivers of ecstasy as you feel the sweet pull of life being drained from you. Each pull sends waves of pleasure shooting through your body. The teeth are pulled away, lips and tongue making short work of any blood that escapes.
You heave a happy sigh, looking at the other dreamily. A smile lingers on the lips, which then meet yours softly, allowing you to taste your surrender. The hand pulls away slowly, caressing your cheek. You catch the hand, pressing it against your cheek adoringly.
“Let us get you someplace safe to sleep, you have given much tonight.”
A note:
I left the characters unformed on purpose, that the reader may insert the dream vampire of their choice for their own greater enjoyment. Let me know what you think... Please?
*edited so it would show paragraphs. grrrr*
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