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I came on to him in the dead of night,
Like a ghost, I came out of nowhere,
He was mesmerized by my hypnotic eyes,
While his mind was saying, “don’t go there”.
But he couldn’t break the erotic spell,
I cast in his direction,
He looked all around, but couldn’t find help,
It was left to his own discretion,
To make his choice and take his chance,
And give into my desires,
And join in my erotic dance,
And become as one with the vampyre.
And we danced until his heart was content,
Beneath the stars we danced through the night,
The erotic dance of a lover’s lament,
So haunting and spiritual, it set his soul alight.
My beauty cast it’s shadow upon him,
As it softly and gently touched my skin,
And filled him with a longing to concede,
My body and my soul to the wind.
The wind on which I traveled with ease,
Would take him to where his heart desired,
And tonight his heart desired me,
And he became as one with the vampyre.
Locked in my wondrous spell of seduction,
He dared not run, he could not flee,
He watched the disappearance of my reflection,
As I drank his blood and fed off him,
His horror soon gave way to the realisation,
Of the immortality bestowed on him,
And the wondrously erotic sensation,
Known only to the vampyre’s creed.
He owes it all to this huntress of the night,
This gentleman known only as name,
The one who granted him eternal life,
And made him as one with the vampyre.
It was I who introduced him,
I brought the virgin to my lair,
He was easy prey to my seduction,
It did not take me long to allay his fears.
I held him in my arms and gently stroked his neck,
Feeling the precious blood pumping through the vein,
A crimson nectar from which I would soon feed,
I licked my lips at the thought of my gain.
I charmed him as we danced through the night,
Our shadows flickering by the light of the fire,
I kissed his virgin neck, his neck to bite,
To make him as one with the vampyre.
He quivered nervously in my arms,
As his fears gave way to excitement,
I felt his heart beat, rhythmically, next to mine,
As he gave in, fully, to his predicament.
I knew then that it was time to feed,
I bent my head forward to taste his flesh,
He tasted sweet, as I bared my teeth,
And with them, pierced his neck.
With a moan of ecstasy he gave himself to me,
Offering his body with a wanton desire,
I savored a moment of powerful lust,
As I made him as one with the vampyre.
I lay him on the floor to die,
To leave his mortal body behind,
To be reborn into the realm of the immortals,
To be welcomed into the pleasures of the night.
A look of wonder on his ashen face,
Told me he knew what I had done,
And the smile of thanks that he then gave me,
Said he was elated by what he had become.
He was my first, and he was precious,
This gentleman known only as name,
And his loyalty is now mine to treasure forever,
For ’tis I who made him as one with the vampyre!
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