One of Those Knights
Ok, I'm really really sorry, but I couldn't resist the urge to write this little piece of fluff. I was listening to Hungry Eyes from Dirty Dancing and this scenario just popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it. It hasn't been beta read, so read at your own risk. Anyhoo, here. Enjoy :)
She walked up to the doors of the Raven. She shivered, the cold biting the exposed skin of her face. Damn, but it was freezing. Why had he asked her to come here of all places. She didn't understand. Nick was dense... but she thought he would have at least noticed her jealousy over Janette. She knew that he went to her when his desires for her grew too intense for him to control... And although she did partially understand, he didn't need to remind her like this...
The Raven. Of all the places he could've picked... But her curiosity was burning in the pit of her chest. Why? She noticed that the normal throbbing of the bass was absent as she stood there in front of the door, contemplating. In fact... there was no bouncer there either. Nobody. What on earth?
She hesitantly threw the door open and was greeted with a dance floor packed with people. Not people, she corrected when she saw several pairs of fangs peeking out over a few sets of lips. Vampires. All vampires. Not moving. Silent.
"Uh..." she said, but she was cut off by a blast of bass. Steady and throbbing, knocking on her chest as she stood there mortified. The vampires on the dance floor parted slowly as the music came in above the bass. Revealing him. Standing there silently in all his angelic glory. His tight blue jeans hugged his body, his masculine triangular torso accentuated by a black silk shirt. God, but he was gorgeous.
He stared at her with ice blue eyes, and his hips began to sway back and forth to the beat of the music. The colored lights reflected off pale skin as his bare feet touched the ground in carefully planned steps. Was it hot in here or was it just her? She stared at him with wide eyes as he slowly approached her.
/I've been meaning to tell you
/I've got this feelin' that won't subside
/I look at you and I fantasize
/You're mine tonight
/Now I've got you in my sights
She blinked, watching his muscular figure suddenly stop about ten feet in front of the stairs. He pointed to her and gestured for her to come to him. She gulped, looking around nervously. Everyone was staring at her.
He gestured again and she flew into his arms without hesitation. He held her there and slowly began to sway again to the music. She followed his lead.
/With these hungry eyes
/One look at you and I can't disguise
/I've got hungry eyes
/I feel the magic between you and I
She was in heaven. She inhaled deeply as he began to kiss her neck. His hands ravished her back as his lips moved up her neck and stopped at her ear long enough to whisper, "Natalie, I almost didn't think you'd come..."
She was in a complete daze. "Nick..." For some reason, she couldn't seem to find her breath and her heart was beating faster than she thought possible. Air... she needed AIR. He kissed her again, very not chastely. Her knees gave out and she almost collapsed right there, but he caught her with his strong arms.
/I want to hold you so hear me out
/I want to show you what love's all about
/Darlin' tonight
/Now I've got you in my sights
He gazed softly into her eyes as they flew across the dance floor. The various patrons around the room had completely cleared the floor and were all staring at them in wonder. They were one. A pair that made a single unit, perfectly in time. "I love you, Nat," he said simply, the passion emanating from his voice.
Her legs almost gave out again, but she caught herself this time. "Nick..." she said mushily, the pure sensation of the moment putting her into a lethargic giddiness. She ran her hands loosely through his mop of blond hair. The lights were almost dizzying as they spun around the floor.
/With these hungry eyes
/One look at you and I can't disguise
/I've got hungry eyes
/I feel the magic between you and I
Finally she found her voice. "I love you too, Nick..." He smiled sensuously, and she gasped when she saw his fangs. She raised a finger up and pricked it on them, letting a few drops of blood fall onto his tongue. He breathed in sharply as he tasted it.
He harshly grabbed her finger and ran it back along his tongue, sucking every last available drop of her life ambrosia into his mouth. Closing his eyes, he growled lightly and kissed her again.
/Now I've got you in my sights
/With these hungry eyes
/Now did I take you by surprise
/I need you to see
/This love was meant to be
They melded together on the dance floor. She felt her body crash into his tight embrace as they continued to twirl around. She felt his fangs graze her neck softly and she tilted her head to the side. Nat. She wanted him to take her and have his wicked way with her right there, spectators be damned. Nat. She sighed and vaguely noticed the sheen of bloodsweat on his brow as he moved back up to kiss her lips. NAT.
She nearly fell off her chair. "Ack!" she screamed as a pair of very familiar arms caught her before she hit the cold, hard floor.
"Jeez, Nat. If you don't want to watch Dirty Dancing with me, it's ok. We can rent something else..." Nick's voice penetrated into the fog that currently inhabited her mind.
"Huh?" the sound was muddled as it escaped her lips, almost as if she were so intoxicated she couldn't get her tongue to behave.
"Nat, are you alright?" Nick said, his voice filling with concern. She vaguely saw his bright blue eyes peering into hers, innocent and unsuspecting.
"Uh, yeah Nick. That's fine. Meet you at the loft at seven?" she questioned, finally gaining control of herself.
He smiled and kissed her cheek. "See you then," he whispered into her ear. And then he was gone. Just like that.
Natalie sighed as she sat back down at her desk and placed her head in her hands. Damn.
THE END
