The Hunter and the Hunted (closed for jc199123)

[scarlettnuit]

Leandra walked the cold streets of the city, darkness painting over her form. She had always enjoyed the night. While most people feared what they could not see, she loved way it wrapped itself around her like a cloak and embraced her. Of course it had been many centuries since she had seen anything but darkness, but then again, she had never really been a morning person.

She wore black leather boots came up to the knees of her skin tight leather pants. She was wrapped in leather, her torso encased in a leather corset that had a strap that went around her neck to help keep her ample breasts from spilling out of their encasement. She was tall and slender, some might even say statuesque, with long midnight black hair that swung down to her ass and full pouty lips that begged to be kissed. Behind those beautiful lips and sharp green eyes hid death. It could be a pleasurable death or painful depending on her mood. She had long ago closed herself off to others having found that it always led to pain in the end. When her last lover died almost two centuries ago, she knew she could not and would not suffer that crippling pain again. She decided to entertain herself with others, but would never allow them in, no matter how much they begged.

Her high heels echoed in the alley way as she walked towards the warm glowing neon light of a bar. She walked towards it and went inside. It was a weeknight so it wasn’t overly busy, mainly regulars and few stragglers. She ran her own intimate bar deep in the city that catered to a very specific clientele, so much so that only it’s members knew of it’s existence. However, she liked to come to these little dive bars, to watch it’s patrons. People watching was one of her favorite past times, not to mention a great way to spot a meal.

She settled down in a booth that sat in a darkened corner and ordered a glass of wine. She wouldn’t drink it of course, but she had to keep up appearances. As she waited someone caught her eye. She watched him with the eyes of a predator, curious to see what she may learn about him from his actions.

 

[jc199123]

Richard was tired of his dry spell with women he tried to date some of them but they would either be interested in money or use him to get back at their boyfriends or other lovers. He loved some of the sex he was getting form them but he wanted something more something with substance he wanted a girl to love him for him and not for money or pretend so that they could get back at someone. He couldn’t help but to see the couples around town and feel a little sad when he sees them because he wants to have someone to love him and to have someone to love.

Tonight one of his friends gave Richard an address to a dive bar in town but unfortunately for him he didn’t really drink but on occasion he would but never alone he prefer to drink with a woman. He debated on going or not but after a few minutes he decides to go to see if he could find any girls that he could talk to and maybe get a date from. He gets dressed in a black shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He wears a pair of Chuck Taylors High tops; they are black canvas with white soles. He walked out of his house and was greeted by the night and a little bit of the cold. He didn’t mind the cold so he left his jacket at home and continued to make his way to the bar.

He makes it to the bar and doesn’t see any women that catch his eye. A couple of hours pass by when he finally sees a woman he finds interesting as well as sexy. He noticed at first how much leather she was wearing but she did the amount justice seeing how she wore it so tight that it showcased her body off perfectly. After a little bit of deciding what to do he notices that she was eyeing him so he decides to walk over to her and calmly say something to her. He wanted to look calm on the outside but on the inside he was nervous to be going over to talk to her seeing how she was so stunning that she could have any man in the bar if she wanted to. “Hello you look very beautiful my name is Richard what is yours?”

 

[scarlettnuit]

Leandra smiled like a cat who got the cream at the handsome young man who approached her. Of course, just about every man was a young man compared to her own years. She watched him with all the interest that a cat gives a mouse as he moved toward her table. She leaned back in the booth and crossed her legs as he approached, holding her glass of wine in her right hand, taking in the boquet.

“Why thank you.” She said in a throaty voice. It was a cute compliment and a simple come on line. She smiled at the innocence of it. “I’m Leandra.” She replied and motioned to the seat across from her in the booth. “Would you care to have a seat?” she asked him.

She let her eyes rove over him for a moment. One could tell so very much from a person’s dress. She supposed she looked like something in between a Dominatrix and a prostitute, and on some levels, she supposed a little of both were true. She normally intimidated men, and it was because of this that Richard’s approached evoked a curiosity in her.

“Tell me, Richard, what is it that brings you to my table this eve?”

 

[jc199123]

When Leandra asked him to sit down with her he smiled at her and said “Sure if you’re ok with that.” He sat in front of her admiring her beauty some more he couldn’t believe that a woman like her is letting him sit with her. “I was walking around the club and seen you here alone so I thought I would come over and introduce myself to you and maybe have a conversation with you because you look like and interesting woman.” He answered when she asked “Tell me, Richard, what is it that brings you to my table this eve?”

He didn’t know what but something told him that this woman was special but he couldn’t tell what it was just yet. For some reason he couldn’t even take his eyes off of her like she was trying to draw him in and he didn’t mind it either. In fact he loved the fact that she had an allure to her and an air of mystery to her. “What brings you to a bar like this?” he asks her in curiosity because this wasn’t the greatest looking bar in town plus from the time he was here there hadn’t been many women come to the bar.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She smiled softly at the simple chit chat. She supposed it wasn’t good to get close to one’s prey but then again, she did like to play with her food.

“I’d rather be here than in some stuffy club,” she began, slightly humored with herself given that she owned one, “I prefer to be around real people, you know? Real people and a jukebox.” She pretended to drink her wine for a moment and then laughed a little.

“Besides, women don’t take to me very well, so a masculine place like this saves me the trouble of having to deal with catty women.” She added. “What about you? Are you on the prowl tonight?” she asked him. From her estimation he seemed a bit too nervous to be a Don Juan-ing Cassanova, but then again, there was that saying about book covers.

“I thought I saw you come in with some friends.”

 

[jc199123]

Richard looked at her then said "yes I'm on the prowl so to speak my friends told me that this bar was a good spot to find a woman who knows what she wants. I hate playing games like some of the women out there are willing to play just to get a free drink and some attention from men or women or both dependant on the woman.


"As for friends no I didn't come here with friends I learned along time ago no to bring my friends when I am trying to talk to women they tend to make fun of me because I tend to get nervous around the fairer sex." he said truthfully because he didn't want her to think of him as some pick up artist.

 

[scarlettnuit]

"Then perhaps they are not really your friends." she said with a raised eyebrow. "Are you new to this area?" she asked. It had been her experience that the bar they were in was not known to be entirely safe. More because of the bumps in the night that frequented it, but the mortals were not aware of that fact. They simply knew that it was not unusual for a human to be found in an alley or missing all together here.

She looked around the room and the more the yellow tinged lights flickered, the more she got bored with the scene, and she was starving.

"Want to get out of here?" she asked with a purr.

 

[jc199123]

Richard looked over at Leandra and said "no I'm not new in town I just work to much to get out to do anything." He couldn't take his eyes off of the beauty before him and he didn't mind looking at her either. He was shocked to hear that the woman wanted to leave with him. "Sure we can leave where did you want to go?" He asked somewhat puzzled at what she asked him.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She grinned and grabbed his hand and lead him outside and down the dark alley near the bar. She grinned wickedly, shaking her leather clad ass deliciously until she had him deep into the alley, in between two dumpsters.

Her smile suddenly disappeared as she pushed him against the wall, her unbelievably strong hand against his chest pinning him there. She looked up at him as her pupils dilated and her fangs grew.

"Thanks for dinner." she said in a tone that might have been sexy were she not about to kill him.

In an action too quick for him to fully see, she sunk her teeth into his neck. She moaned immediately as her nipples hardened and she felt her clit begin to throb. She had always reacted this way to feeding, she never really understood why. She did know that at times these feelings could transmit to her prey. She moaned again as another hot spurt of blood flowed into her mouth as her hand moved down to his cock and stroked it.

 

[jc199123]

He was stunned a bit when she grabbed his hand and lead him around. He didn't know what they were going to do with him at the time but thought if they had sex it was going to be electric because of her dominate nature would clash with his and explode into intense sex.

He was a bit surprised when she led him into the alley because he had never had sex in public most of the time he liked to have it in private. He was took off guard on how strong she was but didn't try to struggle against her because he didn't feel like there was a point. Before he could react to her fangs she had already sunk them into him.

He could feel her lust as if it was transmitting from her fangs into him. He didn't need her fangs to give him her feeling of hornyness to turn him on because for some reason the pain of her fangs plus the act seemed more sexual to him and he began to get hard himself. He let out a moan as her hand moved to his crotch and his hands moved to her leather clad ass and firmly gripped both cheeks.