When the Sun Goes 'Round the Moon
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Author's Note: Hi everyone! I just want to say that I am beyond sorry for the delay in this sequel. I never forgot about the first story or this one. This has just been a rough year, I haven't actually written anything in about four or more months. Anyway, I'm back and so is the story. I sincerely hope that this story can be just as popular as the other, if not more. For now, here's a little teaser to get you going. It's a little racy. I'll try and have more for you tomorrow or maybe even today after classes!
Prologue
I
don't know but I think I maybe Fallin' for you
Dropping so
quickly Maybe I should Keep this to myself
Waiting 'til I Know
you better (Fallin' For You by Colbie Caillat)
The sun had set hours before and the only light that illuminated the darkened forest was that provided by the full moon. The vampire watched, his golden eyes scanning the forest floor, as the moonlight bounced and danced on the different surfaces, creating a sort of light show. For a moment the dancing lights reminded him of his pixie-like younger sister, but his comparisons were cut short as his ears perked up as the lightest of twigs snapped. His muscles tensed, but before he could prepare himself for the attack, the large wolf barreled out of some nearby bushes, tackling the stone-line creature.
The two immortals wrestled across the forest floor; however, it was the wolf that ended up on top. With no hesitation the wolf began to tear and rip, his claws and sharp-as-knives teeth went to work. Only, they did not tear at the pale skin of the vampire. Instead the wolf worked each piece of clothing from the vampire's body, until all that was left were his shoes and socks.
For a moment the vampire could have sworn the wolf was grinning and before his eyes, he changed. The wolf was no longer present, yet in his place was a boy. He looked more like a man, with his size and the way his bulging muscles protruded from his body, but there was a kind of youthfulness and an innocence that rested in his face and behind his eyes that spoke to who he really was. The vampire also notice that the "wolf" had not been grinning, but a deep, triumphant smirk rested on the boy's face. His full lips were turned up, to reveal a perfect set of flawlessly white teeth; that offset the deep russet color of his skin.
The vampire went to speak but the boy; still resting on the vampire's mid-section, his thighs on either side of the vampire's hips didn't not provide him the chance. Before the vampire could even release a syllable the young boy had crashed his lips down on to the vampires. Instinctively the vampire returned the kiss, meeting it with just as much as passion. In response to the vampire's returned passion the boy began to grind his hips down onto the vampire's lap and began to "bring him to life".
Soon heavy clouds rolled in and some of the light from the moon disappeared as rain began to fall in light drops, but what was left began to reflect off of the soaked bodies of the immortals as they went through the forest, taming each other; a collision of fire and ice that echoed off the emptiness of the darkened woods.
