Seduced by a Vampire

[SugarDeSpice]

Leena Carides
Long wavy black hair
green eyes
34-30-36d
long legs

Leena leaned against her front door, her green eyes gazing at her date for the evening, her blind date.

She had let her friend Cara, whom she had met nights she worked out at Gold's, set her up...she was glad she had.

He had made her laugh and feel comfortable, as comfortable as one could be when one look at him and she had wanted to take him upstairs to her room and have him rip your clothes off and take you over and over, something she would NEVER do on a first date.

"Thank you for a wonderful dinner." She smiled. She never let a first date into house, and she didn't know why, but found herself asking "Would you like to come in for some coffee?" She asked just staring into his hypnotic eyes

ooc- need the male vampire

 

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Jonathan had lived for many centuries yet adapted well to his environment. He thanked so much Mr. Edison, for when electricity was invented, so was mankind's foray into the night. Nightclubs and the gym were excellent hunting grounds, for there, he could most easily find the healthiest meals. Becoming "friends" with Cara gave him access to those she knew. One of them was a lovely woman, with long wavy black hair and beautiful green eyes. A thought was nagging him -- had he known her before? But this would make her all the more intriguing.

"Yes," he smiled. "I would love to have some coffee."

OOC: Kalif sounds interesting too.


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As Leena stared at him for many minutes, her eyes unable to look away, it took her brain some time to figure out that he had answered her.

She blushed and opened her front door, finally turning from him to lead him inside, she flipped on a few lights as she made her way into the kitchen and started the coffee maker.

As the coffee began to perculate, she felt his eyes on her, making her body hum, "How do you like it?"

 

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He touched her wavy black hair... stroked her delicate chin... looked into her beautiful green eyes... his finger to her lips. His dark black eyes peered deeply into her soul. Victim... lover... which was she in his past? The coffee maker blew its last of its inky dark liquid.

"I like it very much," he breathed. His voice echoed of many years. Deep thoughts rising from years long by.


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Leena blushed again, what was it about this man? He had her feeling, thinking, acting, like she never had before.

"Um...I meant, how do you like your coffee?" She stared at him.

 

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"Coffee? I like it black." As she turned towards the coffee maker, he touched her hair resting on her shoulder. His fingers slowly massaged her neck, her delicious neck. "Forgive me, my sweet. I find you irresistable. I trust you will find my company most enjoyable."


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Leena felt her body shake at his touch, "I do...I don't know why...but I feel as if...as if we have this connection already." She blushed again, embarrassed at having admitted that, she handed him his coffee.

 

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"Indeed we do, my sweet." Johnathan sipped from the coffee cup, placed it on the counter, then touched her cheek. He touched her hand as he helped her put her cup down. He then drew her face to his, kissed her lightly, sharing the dark bitter taste of coffee between their lips.


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Hesitantly Leena kissed him back, something she'd never do on a first date, let alone a blind one.

She pulled back a bit, staring yet again into those hypnotic eyes, she licked her lips and found herself whispering, "Take me to bed Jonathan"

 

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Johnathan gave her another kiss. His mouth tasted of bitter coffee, mixed with a heady almost soporific flavor. He deeply kissed the woman, holding her in his arms as she fell back. He lifted her up in his arms, and rose up the staircase, taking them to her bed. Laying her back, he gazed into her eyes, brushing her wavy hair aside. He then touched her dress, his hand tracing the cutaway V that exposed the top of her breasts.


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Leena felt as if she were in a haze as pleasure and excitement washed over her at his touch.

she lifted her hands and began to unbutton his shirt, saying nothing, feeling as if she didn't need to.

 

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Johnathan smiled as he watched the woman underneath him unbutton his shirt. He accomodated her, by placing his belt within reach of her hands. Meanwhile, he gripped the top of her dress and tore it down the middle, exposing her lacy black bra. His hips began grinding against her waist, his throbbing cock ready to be touched and felt by her hands.


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Leena moaned as he ground himself against her, completely unphased by the ruin of her dress, as she undid his belt and worked on his pants using her legs to push them down his legs.

 

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Johnathan's manhood appeared to her, in its red and purple glory. Thick veins bulged from his cock, a drop of precome oozing from his slit. He straddled her stomach, pressing his tool into her skin and letting the clear liquid from his cock dribble on her stomach. He then pulled down the cups of her bra, allowing him to pinch and fondle her breasts and nipples. "Tell me, my sweet. Where shall we begin? Will you suck my tool and lick my oozing juices? Will I fuck your breasts and let your lips touch me? Will I eat your luscious pussy? Or shall I fuck you... fuck you as you've never been fucked before?


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Her mind was swimming with pleasure, a bit of confusion, and heat, lots and lots of heat. All she knew is that she needed this strange man that held so much power over her


Leena moaned, "Oh Jonathan, take me, make me yours"

 

[scribe_m]

"Indeed. Indeed, you are", he hissed.

He pulled up Leena and kissed her again. He turned and sat on the side of the bed. Supporting her back with one hand, he sat her on his lap, his cock bobbing just outside of her pussy. The other hand felt her cunt through her panties, the wetness seeping through and coating his fingers. He licked his fingers and offered them to her own lips. Then he pulled the panties aside and sat her on top of his cock, pumping in and out of her like an old lover who had just returned.


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Leena gasped as his fingers pleasured her her body humming, "Oh Jonathan" She murmured burying her face in his neck. She felt a new but familar feeling inside of her.

 

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Johnathan felt her tight walls grip his cock. He bent her over backwards, seeing her arch as she fucked him. His hands traversed her smooth belly, and reached for her beautiful breasts, fondling them, pinching her nipples. The ancient blood within his body continued to flow into his ever-hardening cock.


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Leena moaned over and over as his thick tool pierced her body again and again, "Oh...ohhhh Jonathan."

She reached up and took ahold of his shoulders grippig them tightly.

 

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Johnathan felt her grip and kissed her full on the mouth. His cock continued pumping and thrusting into her pussy, his balls slapping on her pussy lips. As his tongue danced with hers, he realized it would not be long before he would come inside of her and feast on her blood.


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As she moaned and gasped in pleasure as they frantically moved together, his cock deep inside her, a memory or a dream began to bubble up in the back of her mind. There was something familiar about this feeling, the way he felt inside of her...but she had never met him before in this lifetime...had she.

 

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Johnathan pumped harder into the woman, slamming his cock into her pussy as his balls slapped her ass. Memories of her flooded his mind as his tool continued to stretch her wet vaginal walls. But past passions followed memories, as his lust for her mingled with his lust for blood. As he continued pistoning her pussy, he clamped down on her neck with his teeth, sending sharp pain and pleasure into her simultaneously. He began to feed, drinking her blood, sending it to his cock, and fucking her as hard as he could.


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Leena cried out in pain, even as he continued to pleasure her with his cock, her vaginal walls contracting around his growing cock.

Her eyes began to glaze over as she felt him drink from her and a memory, not her own, returned to her as she murmured, "Jonathan, mon amoureux de démon"

 

[scribe_m]

"Ah, oui! Oui! Ma cherie!" Johnathan came as he remembered. His cock thrust into her, filling her deeply with his manhood and his come. White semen spurt within her walls, leaking and oozing from her tight pussy. He had remembered when his wife was taken away from him, centuries ago, when his house was invaded by the rabble of the streets of France. He had made the foolish indecision of not granting her immortality, and for years paid for it with his aching heart. But tonight, she had been brought back to him. She had been born again, a new body, wrapped by his arms, holding her tight. Reunited at last.

OOC: Shall we continue?


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[SugarDeSpice]

OC: Yes please lets

IC:

Leena, now completely flooded by the memories of the late Giselle, responded as her walls tightened around him, even as she slipped slowly away, "Je vous ai trouvé encore enfin"