SOOOOO sorry for the long wait between updates. Life have been a proverbial shit hole for me these last months, but things are looking up. I think I am going to end the story here, its strong enough to stand on its own and open for interpretation, I just don't think I can go any further with it. Thank you all for the reviews and messages. Please enjoy this chapter.
Don't own em, wish I did.
Tamela forever...Fuck season 6 lol
Tara found herself in a dimly lit room, it smelled damp and Tara made the unconscious assumption that she was in the basement of the establishment she probably should have never entered. The force that had taken her to this place was long out of view, and more than likely lingering in the shadows, she felt eyes on her. Letting her eyes adjust to the darkness Tara was able to make out certain objects that aligned the walls.
"The fuck?" Tara voiced while squinting harder, "Are those fucking chains?"
Tara's blood ran cold and her body shivered; she franticly started searching for an escape route when a voice broke from the shadows.
"Why have you come here?" The sentence was not rushed nor was it malicious.
Tara knew from the southern drawl exactly who belonged to the voice.
"Pam." Tara sighed with relief but still laced with a bit of worry.
"Why have you come here?" Pam asked again her voice this time letting a hint of hurt and disbelief edge through.
Tara paused for a moment, she didn't know what to say, she hadn't exactly made it this far in her plan. Really, she lost all thought of a plan once she opened the door to Fangtasta.
"I came to see you." Tara finally answered.
Pam finally stepped out of the shadows and Tara breath caught in her throat. Pam was simply stunning in her red leather dress that clung to all the right places.
"Now why," Pam clasped her long slender fingers together in front of her, "Would you go and do something like that? I believe you made it abundantly clear that I wasn't required nor desired to be in your presence."
Tara lowered her head forgetting all fear and scuffed the toe of her sneaker across the cement floor. "Yeah about that." Tara started, "I wanted to-."
Tara's thought process was hindered when she felt Pam's breath play on her cheek "Tsk, tsk, tsk." Pam clicked her tongue. For a moment Tara was overcome with fear that Pam had moved so quickly across the room and was now standing so close she could pick up her perfume. Pam's essence invaded Tara senses without prejudice and momentarily caused her eyes to roll back into her head. Tara was quickly released from her temporary bliss when Pam stepped back.
Pam extended her hand and let her finger run under Tara's chin. She Lowered her voice and spoke, "I don't want to hear your sorry justifications, they mean nothing to me darlin'."
Pam then gave a Tara's chin a tab for good measure and turned to exit the room. Tara was stunned not only in disbelief but with arousal as well, but soon her anger got the best of her and when Pam was only an arms length away Tara shot out her hand and ceased Pam by the elbow effectively turning her back round.
"Too fucking bad Barbie, you're gonna hear it."
To say Pam was shocked with Tara's actions would be a severe understatement. She simply raised her brow and let her eyes fall to Tara's hand, which was attached forcefully to her elbow.
With a malicious smirk Pam spoke, "If you plan on keeping that hand, which I am pretty such could be put to better use at a later date, I would highly suggest you letting me go."
What Tara did next was nothing short of insanity; she yanked the blonde vampire with a little more force than necessary and latched their lips together.
Lips and teeth clashed together with ferocity a constant battle of push and pull and neither woman was willing to relinquish dominance. They were lost in tastes, scents and unseemly passion. It was only when Pam's back meet the wall of the basement did reality come crashing backing to the room. Pam's eyes shot open and she pushed Tara with such violence it almost caused the brunette backside to meet the concrete. With chest heaving fiercely and her eyes wild with passion and rage Pam spoke in a deadly whisper.
"You think you can come waltzing into my domain like you own the place." Pam took an unnecessary labored breath "Try and force me to hear your repugnant efforts at an apology and when I blatantly tell I don't want to hear it you have the audacity to kiss me?"
Tara leaned up against the cool damp wall and tried to gather her wits and take in stock of Pam's words. At that moment all she could do was raise her eyes to Pam's and hope for some understanding. Tara ran her nervous palms along her thighs, Pam's eyes followed Tara's moments and she absentmindedly stuck out her tongue and wet her lips. That act alone sent Tara in a dimension of pissed off she hasn't been in a very long time. "We were just kissing and you violently pushed me away as if I was nothing. Now you are undressing me with your eyes.' Tara thought angrily to herself.
She took a stilled breath, "I will give you that my apology was lame and does not compare to what I had planned. So I went with a language only you would understand, a forceful kiss. I can only assume you were a lady of the night because your tendency to dress like a whore." Tara finished with a snide smile.
For a moment Tara thought again she had gone too far when Pam's eyebrows shot upward, but Pam surprised her. Pam threw back her head and gave a throaty laugh and shook her head. Pam's smoky laugh sent a volt of sexual desire coursing threw Tara's whole body and she shivered from the pure force of it.
"Ouch, your words wound me." Pam brought her hand to her chest and paused for a moment then a mischievous glint enters her eyes, as she began again, "No, on second thought they don't, I admire the fact you think you are a bad ass with your words, but sweetheart you are nothing more than a little fish playing in a shark pool."
Tara pushed herself from and ran her fingers threw her hair.
"Look, I'm sorry, that's all what I came here to say. I may or may not have taken it too far by kissing you and I may or may not have taken it way too far by insulting you, but I don't regret it."
Pam's brow rose.
"Shit, kissing you." Tara stammered, "I don't regret kissing you."
"Hmm." Pam hummed, "What a perplexing predicament we find ourselves in?"
"You can say that again." Tara mumbles then sighs, "I'll show myself out," Tara starts for the stairs but turns around before she gets to the bottom step. "I don't apologize to many people so for what its worth again, I am sorry."
Tara the begins her assent up the stair case, Pam considers for a moment just letting her walk out, but quickly decides against it. In a blind of an eye Pam is now standing in front of Tara halting her next step.
"Something you should know about me too darlin' I don't let people walk out of this basement unscathed, so consider yourself lucky." Pam smirks seductively.
Without miss a beat Tara speaks, "hmm, luck has nothing to do with it."
"You sure do have a smart mouth," Pam leans forward and lightly touches her lips to Tara's ear, "I'm sure I can find a better use for it."
Tara's body shivers from the contact and she smiles, "I've got nothing but time."
"As do I." Pam simply states before crashing her lips into Tara's.
fin
Well? Was its as good for you as it was for me?
How bout letting me know..Id appreciate it.
~Athenades87