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She;



You licking the blood from my lips reignited my growing passion for you. Is this your way of telling me to take you? I want to change you desperately. I have watched you for weeks now and know there is something special about you. Not only do I want to taste your life force, but oh so much more. Normally when hungry I swoop in and take what I need with little or no concern for the carnage I leave behind, ripping and tearing at my prey to get what I need. The first time I saw you that was my mission: to feed. But I couldn't. There was a stirring in my cold dead heart when my gaze came upon you. Never before have I wanted to change a person in order to have a companion. Never before did a person's wants or desires count with me. I was a vicious killer, bent on pain, destruction, and satisfying my blood lust. Now, finally, after all this time, here with you locked in a pasionate embrace, feeling your body close to mine, your skin hot and full of passion, I realize you are the one I have been waiting for. I want you to be mine, in every way for all eternity. As I am here with you kissing you, undressing you, exploring your body I feel almost human again, a feeling I had almost forgotten. I want to transform you into the undead as I am, forever young and handsome, forever mine. How badly I want to take you, not caring what you want, but I won't. It must, be your choice, a choice you will eventually have to make. But as you carry me up the stairs and gently lay me on the bed all I can think of is being close to you and getting lost in the passion we are feeling. I want to touch you, hold you, kiss you and taste you. I sit on the edge of the bed, as you stand before me. I gaze upon you and feel such excitement and wanton lust. I begin caressing your body. The passion in me is welling up wanting more. I want to feel you close to me. All of you so close that we are almost one. I look up at you to beg you to take me when something outside the window catches my eye. Oh no, dawn approaches and I must leave you, my lover. I don't want to be apart from you, but I must get to sanctuary or turn to dust. I raise up kiss you once more, and whisper, "we will be together again soon." I grab whatever is close to cover my naked body and flee your home and the warmth of your embrace. I reach home just as the sun appears above the horizon. My sleep of the dead will not be peaceful this day. Thoughts of you, our encounter and my determination to have you for eternity cause rest to elude me. My passion for you burns deeply and will. . . .

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Azrielrose
23:08 Jul 05 2010

great

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OrionPax
06:24 Jul 28 2010

wow.well done.:)

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GRTR1
04:32 Dec 21 2019

that's nice

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I am both elated and startled when you return my kiss. The feel of your lips against mine is a merging of hot and cold, the living and the undead. I feel the softness of your kiss, nothing in it but desire and passion. My fears dissolve when I feel, through your kiss, that we both want and desire the same thing...I think... I want to experience everything there is about you. I feel a harnessed fury and passion in you that is straining to be set free. Your kiss becomes more urgent and I can feel that you want more. Your fangsare bared and I can feel them on my lips, if your heart was beating I know it would be racing. You break away from our kiss and my pulse races...what is next...am I safe...is the fury about to be released? Your lips make their way across my cheek sliiding down to my neck. i feel a tightnesss in my chest...I exhale deeply...is this my first night of the rest of my life? Will I ever see the sun again? You must feel what I am thinking because yo

u stop and pull away. Looking deeply into my eyes you confirm what I thought to be true...you want me forever but are restraining yourself, uncommon for your ilk. "I want you." The statement is as welcome as it is startling. Not because of the words, for that is what Vampires do...feed on humans....but that the message being conveyed is one not of a feeding vampire but one in search of a companion for eternity. You draw close, I feel your fangs against my throat and then the exquisite pain as you feed gently. The feeling of you feeding is so exhilarating...I want to give you permission to start "The Change" but cannot stop what you are doing. You pause and draw away from me, our eyes meet and I notice blood on you lips. I cannot help myself, I must experience, in a way, what you are experiencing. I lean in and lick the blood of your lips...the metallic taste sending my heart racing. We embrace in a passionate kiss, our bodies pressed close, two lovers in the prelud

e to passionately devouring each other. I feel you start to unbutton my shirt and having been emboldened, I start unzipping the zipper down the back of the bodice of your gown., all the while wondering how far this encounter will go. Is it just the prelude to "The Change",ending abruptly and unexpectedly, or will we consumate in the traditional sense. Is this the melding of two unlikely lovers for the rest of eternity or a pairing of convenience for a being in need of lifegiving blood? I do not know but I do know what I want. As we disrobe each other we become more frantic and impatient. I cover every inch of your ever increasing amount of bare skin with kisses as I fumble with your gown which, as arousing as it was before, is a hindrance to my desires! Finally, as our clothing lies on the floor in a sea of fabric, I sweep you up in my arms and move toward the sweeping circular staircase leading up to the bedroom .....

She:



Suddenly the door swings open and there you are standing there in front of me. A passion and desire like I have never felt before stirs in me. I want to take you and make you mine right now, but I resist the temptation. You take my hand and I feel your mixed emotions. I lock my gaze with yours trying to communicate my intentions are to give you pleasure beyond your wildest imagination, and possibly make you mine for eternity. And any pain you may experience will only be through the natural course of our passion. You lead me to the couch and we sit. The closeness of you ignites a longing in me. I WANT YOU NOW. You lean in for a kiss. I return your kiss sweetly and tenderly at first, probing your mouth with my tongue. Caressing your lips with my fangs. I feel your body react to my actions. I can feel your life force coursing through your veins. I have to taste you. I leave your mouth and make my way to your neck. You anticipate my thoughts and sigh deeply. I pull back and gaze

deeply into your eyes. I whisper, "I want you". You nod, unable to speak. I return to your neck, kiss you sweetly and then penetrate your skin with my fangs. As I experience your life force draining into my mouth you sigh in erotic excitement and pull me closer. You taste so good, I could easily drain you, but not yet. It must be what you want. I long for you to join me in eternity, but the choice is yours. As I drink my hands explore your body. I pull away from you and blood is trickling from my mouth. You move in and lick it from my lips. I pull you close in to a passionate kiss. As I do this my hands move to begin unbuttoning your shirt. . . . .

He:



I was watching as you approached, anticipation building. My desire is almost palpable. As you ascend the stairs, I go to the door, I disengage the bolt and the door swings open....There you are in all your majestic glory. Alabaster skin, jet black hair and the most piercing eyes that are simultaneously emanating such power and sensuality that I am both drawn to gaze into your eyes and compelled to avert my gaze. This is the moment we have both been drawn to, both desiring and at the same time cautious of the wisdom of consummating our connection. I reach down and take your hand, drawing you into the foyer feeling only the slightest resistance which, if you did not desire you could snap my arm like a stick and throw me to the floor like a ragdoll. Sensing that you are at ease, I close the door behind you and lead you into the front room offering you a place to sit in front of the fire. Easing down next to you on the couch, I take your hands in mine and looking into your

eyes, lean forward to kiss you...

She:

I stand in the shadows watching you as I do every night, wanting you, hungering to taste you and feel your skin close to mine. I wonder, as I do each night, is this the night you will invite me in? Is this the night you will become mine completely. Our previous encounters have been erotic, exciting yet fleeting. I can't seem to get enough of you. But, we both know the risks of you inviting me in. Grant me entrance and you are lost to me. Lost, mind, body and sould to me forever into eternity. My body burns with the possibility. Suddenly, I feel your eyes on me. Without thinking, I have moved out of the shadows enough for you to see me. Our eyes lock, our passion for each other engulfs us pulling us closer. As if in a trance I make my way to your door, feeling the draw of your body and the hunger for your life force. I ascend the steps and reach the door. I feel you on the other side. I put my hand on the door and inhale deeply becoming intoxicated by the scent of you so close, yet

so far away. Every fiber of my being wants you. Our coupling tonight, should it happen will be passionate and animalistic and like nothing we have experienced together ever before. I reach for the door knob. . . .

He:



I am sitting here in front of my laptop, suddenly something has changed. Is a window open? It is as if the air has gotten cooler...unlikely on this hot muggy summer evening. Nonetheless I feel as if a chill has come upon me...The sweat coating my body suddenly becoming a chilling film on my body. As I check the windows I see a mysterious sensuous form step from the shadow of a large oak in the yard...it is you...my dark Princess...instantly the chill brought on by the mysterious breeze evaporates....replaced by my racing pulse and a flush of heat enveloping my body. I try to recover my composure but all I want is to have you close...the feel of your body against me....the scrape of your fangs against my skin....