I don't own any of the characters from Darkstalkers.
I wrote this when I was bored. It's a rating of very borderline mature. You are warned.
Here I was, sitting alone at a counter of the bar, hands grasping desperately on the cool glass of alcoholic liquid. Slowly, I brought it up to my lips, allowing the delicate blue liquid to flow into my mouth. What first came to me was the sweetness in the drink, followed by the soft explosion of alcohol. Soon enough, my chest started to feel warm. Longing for the sweet taste again, I took another sip. Finally, I set the glass down on the table, crossing my fingers together. I had a long day.
It was full of obstacles. One by one, I overcame them, and tried to win the favour of my client, but it was to no avail. I am going to lose my company. It was due to the cause of my rival. We had a competition on writing a proposal for an important company, which took part in a huge part in my sales. Losing this deal was all that it took for my company to be closed down. Going down along with it would be me, my friends and my employees.
My rival had used despicable means. Using bribery, he had turned some of my employees against myself, with promises of a better work space in the company of his own. I couldn't blame my employees. All they wanted was to get a good job and survive, and to feed their families. If there was a chance to do better, who wouldn't go for it?
Heaving out a huge sigh, I lifted the glass and finished the drink in a gulp. A sudden overwhelming heat shot into my chest. Holding my breath, I waited for it to ease, before ordering a second helping. The bartender nodded softly. It was as if he knew of my troubles.
Then, someone came over to me.
Many people had said that I was a handsome man. My dark brown hair was combed downwards, letting them float freely at my shoulders. My eyes had the same colour as my hair. This was what most women find me attractive, other than the build that I have. However, even the most beautiful woman would be humbled by her.
She had long, silky, green hair that flowed like the current in the river. They were let loose reaching so far down, that it just stopped below her breasts. Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, with a mild seductive aura of her own. The colour of her mesmerizing eyes was emerald green. It was so gentle, and yet so fierce. Her lips were pink and tender. At that moment, I wanted to press those lips against my own.
Her bodily features were so amazing. Her curves were perfectly shaped. It was a perfect, hourglass figure.
She wore a black tube which clung on dearly to her body. The clothing curved downwards near the middle portions of her clothing, displaying a daring amount of cleavage. Small amounts of red lace could be spotted protruding out of the black cloth. It only added to her seductive feature.
As for her lower body, she had put on a short black mini skirt. The absence of cloth revealed the curves of her legs. More was revealed as she sat down beside me.
If not for the events that had passed earlier in the day, I would have initiated a conversation. Now, I hardly have the heart to do so.
However, she spoke.
"Hello." Her voice could only complement her gorgeous body. It sounded so alluring, like a force pulling me towards her. Silently, I shook off the thoughts that I had. It was terribly rude and embarrassing.
"Hi."
"It's my first time here, actually. Is there any nice drinks?" she asked. She laid her hands across the counter table, leaning forward. It squeezed her body so tightly, that her breasts look as if they may drop out of her clothing.
I could feel might face heat up. I pointed to my drink.
"You could try Blue Lagoon; it's sweet, and a little strong. You could ask the bartender to strengthen it for you, of course, if you want to." I said, forcefully choking the words out of myself.
She looked at the clear, light blue liquid for a moment, biting her lower lip. Then, she looked back at me.
"Well, if you don't mind, could I… just have a sip?"
With a small nod, I passed her the glass. I watched as she pressed the mouth of the glass against her lips. The blue fluid entered her mouth quickly and invitingly. For a moment, I was jealous of the drink itself… What am I thinking?
As she placed the glass back on the table, she licked the edges of the mouth, wiping them dry. My heart skipped a beat, as her tongue traveled across her upper lip. I could almost feel it on my own.
"This is… good."
"If you don't mind, let me buy you a drink."
"Thank you so much, darling."
If I was stunned, I wouldn't know. All I could feel was the fluttering in my heart. Gradually, my heart started to beat faster and faster. How much, oh how much, I ached to taste her lips.
I slid a few dollars to the bartender, and ordered another glass of the drink. However, he was busy staring at the busty woman. It seens that I was not the only one attracted to her.
"What's your name?"
"Levan Gunwell. Just call me Levan."
"I am Morrigan Aensland, nice to meet you, Levan."
Morrigan Aensland, such a beautiful name. The name was as attractive as the lady herself. That night, we conversed, and drank several glasses of alcohol. On her urging, I had mentioned to her of the incident of the proposal. She was silent, as I told her the story. I didn't tell her about the things which my rival did, however, only that I was in a great deal of trouble. She had no need to know of those truths that happened. They only reflected the cruelty of mankind.
Finally, I reached to the end of my story. Looking into her eyes, I could see that she sympathize with me. There was a sad, depressing feeling in her eyes. It hurt for me to see her that way, but she was the one that consoled me. She placed her hand on top of mine, stroking it affectionately.
"Don't worry about it, Levan. I'm sure everything would turn out nicely."
"It's all over, Morrigan, and I understand. I'll… try to find some way to help my employees." It was only when I finished untying the knot in my heart when I realized that she was holding my hand. I blushed heavily, and my heart thumped harder with the second.
Late into that night, the both of us chatted . It was nice to be beside a beautiful woman like her, and to have someone to talk to. Finally, it was time for her to leave.
"It's nice talking to you, Levan, but its getting late, and I have to get back to my hotel. Why don't you join me, so we could talk more?"
My body longed to say yes. My heart was saying no. However, before I knew what I was doing, I accepted her offer. It was an impluse, an urge…
Smiling, she got off her seat, and slid her hand under my arm holding on to it lightly. I stood up in kind, leading her to the door, and eventually, my car.
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Her lips were soft and tender. Desperately, I leaned forwards, urging to feel the sweet flesh on to mine, swallowing it into my body. My hands caressed her back, while my lips remained firmly against hers, an escatsy of need and desire. With her hands on my waist, she led me deeper into the room. Soon enough, we fell on her bed, and she broke the kiss for a short while, staring into my deep brown eyes.
Her lips opened, and she spoke, though I could hear nothing but the desperate pleas of my body, of how much it ached for her touch. Gently, I laid my hands on her hips, feeling the curves on her legs. Slowly, I drew them open. I allowed my hands to explore.
As if being guided by her eyes, I laid on my back, pulling her over myself. I watched as she kissed the base of my neck, trailing kisses down my chest, unbuttoning my shirt as she went lower, and lower. My eyes peered down at her cleavage, instinctively, and I could feel, blooding rushing through my veins.
Grasping her tightly at her hips, I pulled her up, desperately planting kisses neck, while my hands sought the buttons of her shirt. I could feel myself getting tired with each kiss, but passion and lust drove me on and eventually, her shirt came off.
xxxx
I moaned softly, as he kissed my body, trailing kisses everywhere around my breasts. He is a good man, unlike most of the ravaging wolves which I have taken as my prey for the night.
I cried out with pleasure, as he nibbled on my flesh. My body arched in response, hands desperately reaching for something to hold.
Slowly, I took him, allowing his energies to fill myself, sating my desire of a man, and sating my hunger for energy to survive. It was easier to take other men home, to quench my hunger. If I did not have my abilities, he would probably not end up here in bed with me right now. This man, he has a pride.
Giggling lightly, I watched as he continued playing with my lower regions. It was not easy to suppress other man from approaching while I tried to convince him to be my meal. I almost pity that poor guy. Hopefully, he will be freed of his troubles for now, and worry later.
Heh.
It sounds like I getting kinder by the instant…