Meetings - Part 1
Disclaimer - Not mine, I wish. Songs belong to artists, Majandra Delfino, Meryl Cassie. Ved belongs to Cloud 9 () and of course the actor, Dan Weekes, ().
I got this feeling that I can't explain,
Outside myself inside I'm the same,
It's all a drag life's re-arranged,
I'm just hanging out...
- Meryl Cassie
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Smoke coiled in the air, music blared echoing of the dimly lit tables. People sat around drinking, laughing, dancing.
Everyone stopped, turned and looked at him as he walked. His lips curled into a slight smile, confidence radiating of his pale complexion. He went over to the bar and sat down.
"Oi," he shouted, "get the drinks."
"Is this seat taken," came a voice from behind him. He looked up and rolled his eyes.
"Where is everyone?" he asked the guy behind the bar.
"Look mate, I came here looking for some..." he trailed off his eyes fixated on a petite figure sitting alone in a corner.
"Action," he finished, getting up and walking towards her.
She looked up at him.
"Hey," she smiled.
He looked at her confused, girls weren't usually so upfront around him, shrugging he sat down.
"I must say you are truly beautiful, sexy even."
"Thank-you," said the girl.
"May I ask your name?"
"Sara," leaning closer to him she whispered in his ear, "and you're Ved."
Ved tilted his head looking at her, no one had known him by name before by face maybe but never name.
"Well," said Sara, "am I right?"
"Yeah," Ved said, "how did you know?"
"Come with me," she said.
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They came to a metal door with a small hole in the centre of it. Sara stepped forwards and murmured a few words. There was a loud click and the door swung open. They entered the room together and Sara flicked the light on. Ved glanced round and noticed that the whole room was black, floor walls and ceiling.
Ved finally allowed himself to look at Sara and he liked what he saw. She had short mouse coloured hair with a few red streaks woven through it, but what he noticed most were her eyes. They were the deepest brown; you could look into them and see nothing, no emotion, just darkness.
"Wow," he breathed.
"So," said Ved running his finger down her bare arm letting his hand slip under her black tank top.
"What do we do now?"
He placed a feather-soft kiss on the tip of her nose before allowing himself to taste her full red lips with his own.
She deepened the kiss backing him into a cold surface. She took his hand off her back and raised it above his head handcuffing it to the wall behind him. She slowly repeated the process with his other hand.
Ved pulled away his lips swollen from her kisses.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Ssshhh..." murmured Sara placing a finger to his lips, he took it into his mouth and sucked gently releasing it after a few seconds.
"Uuumm," he hummed.
"Do you understand yet?"
"No," replied Ved shaking his head.
"Guess what..." began Sara; she ran her fingernail hard across the black and red `T' which adorned his forehead.
"I don't like Technos babe, so you're in for a world of pain," she smiled.
-*-*-*-*-
My psychotic vengeance is on a killing spree,
My neurotic tendency is just about to set me free,
I think of little excuses of how I can get to you,
I conjure up things that abusive and how I'll be doing them to you,
Just cause we can't pull through.
- Majandra Delfino
-*-*-*-*-
Disclaimer - Not mine, I wish. Songs belong to artists, Majandra Delfino, Meryl Cassie. Ved belongs to Cloud 9 () and of course the actor, Dan Weekes, ().
I got this feeling that I can't explain,
Outside myself inside I'm the same,
It's all a drag life's re-arranged,
I'm just hanging out...
- Meryl Cassie
-*-*-*-*-
Smoke coiled in the air, music blared echoing of the dimly lit tables. People sat around drinking, laughing, dancing.
Everyone stopped, turned and looked at him as he walked. His lips curled into a slight smile, confidence radiating of his pale complexion. He went over to the bar and sat down.
"Oi," he shouted, "get the drinks."
"Is this seat taken," came a voice from behind him. He looked up and rolled his eyes.
"Where is everyone?" he asked the guy behind the bar.
"Look mate, I came here looking for some..." he trailed off his eyes fixated on a petite figure sitting alone in a corner.
"Action," he finished, getting up and walking towards her.
She looked up at him.
"Hey," she smiled.
He looked at her confused, girls weren't usually so upfront around him, shrugging he sat down.
"I must say you are truly beautiful, sexy even."
"Thank-you," said the girl.
"May I ask your name?"
"Sara," leaning closer to him she whispered in his ear, "and you're Ved."
Ved tilted his head looking at her, no one had known him by name before by face maybe but never name.
"Well," said Sara, "am I right?"
"Yeah," Ved said, "how did you know?"
"Come with me," she said.
-*-*-*-*-
They came to a metal door with a small hole in the centre of it. Sara stepped forwards and murmured a few words. There was a loud click and the door swung open. They entered the room together and Sara flicked the light on. Ved glanced round and noticed that the whole room was black, floor walls and ceiling.
Ved finally allowed himself to look at Sara and he liked what he saw. She had short mouse coloured hair with a few red streaks woven through it, but what he noticed most were her eyes. They were the deepest brown; you could look into them and see nothing, no emotion, just darkness.
"Wow," he breathed.
"So," said Ved running his finger down her bare arm letting his hand slip under her black tank top.
"What do we do now?"
He placed a feather-soft kiss on the tip of her nose before allowing himself to taste her full red lips with his own.
She deepened the kiss backing him into a cold surface. She took his hand off her back and raised it above his head handcuffing it to the wall behind him. She slowly repeated the process with his other hand.
Ved pulled away his lips swollen from her kisses.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Ssshhh..." murmured Sara placing a finger to his lips, he took it into his mouth and sucked gently releasing it after a few seconds.
"Uuumm," he hummed.
"Do you understand yet?"
"No," replied Ved shaking his head.
"Guess what..." began Sara; she ran her fingernail hard across the black and red `T' which adorned his forehead.
"I don't like Technos babe, so you're in for a world of pain," she smiled.
-*-*-*-*-
My psychotic vengeance is on a killing spree,
My neurotic tendency is just about to set me free,
I think of little excuses of how I can get to you,
I conjure up things that abusive and how I'll be doing them to you,
Just cause we can't pull through.
- Majandra Delfino
-*-*-*-*-