Part 4
The streets were slick with rain and mud, slopping beneath his shoes and coating them thinly. The moon shone down on him, full and round it's stoic face following his every move. Watching. Waiting. His hair was damp from the moist air as he whistled throughout the dark streets. Up ahead his apartment loomed into view, the gray paint contrasting with the deep purple sky. It was coming. Stepping into the building he stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking up at the glaring light that peered down at him from the florescent lamp above.
The door creaked open to reveal his empty room, the bed unmade and strewn with clothes. Tossing the pile on the floor he stretched out full length and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. Balancing it between his lips he stared over at the corner, which was awash in darkness. Flicking open his light he lit the cigarette and took a deep draw before taking it out of his mouth and clearing his throat.
"Why don't you come out," he said staring at the figure as she moved out of the shadows. Her short cut black hair curled slightly around her shoulders, her large brown eyes narrowing at the site of him.
"Ah," he said with a laugh, "Jenny. How good of you to join me. Heard you were coming by."
"You," she spat defensively, her eyes going black as her voice splurged forth in a force of power, "You were to kill the girl."
He shrugged indifferently. Taking another drag on the cigarette he looked up at her with a sardonic smile on his face, "Yea, well ... fucking her was much better."
Jenny's gaze narrowed further as she approached him, sake poised," I should have done this-"
"Done what?" Smashing out his cigarette, he grabbed the arm holding the stake and forced it behind her back, pinning her thin frame against his. Sniffing her hair, he kissed down her chin to the pulse point over the jugular, " I can feel you Jenny. How much you want me. How much you want this." Bending down he vamped down and brought his mouth against her neck, kissing the jugular point lightly before biting.
She moaned against him, her hand dropping the stake as she clutched for his head, bringing him closer, deepening the bite. She could feel the cool trail of her blood down her back, the hard imprints of his fingers as he undid her skirt, the harder feeling of his body pressed up against her. She felt his teeth withdraw as he hastily pulled up her top, exposing her naked breasts to the cold air. She shivered slightly as he took one in his mouth, biting hard enough to draw blood before pulling away and pushing her down onto the bed. Growling he crawled on top of her, his shirt half open as she unzipped his pants and pulled him down for a brutal kiss.
The streets were slick with rain and mud, slopping beneath his shoes and coating them thinly. The moon shone down on him, full and round it's stoic face following his every move. Watching. Waiting. His hair was damp from the moist air as he whistled throughout the dark streets. Up ahead his apartment loomed into view, the gray paint contrasting with the deep purple sky. It was coming. Stepping into the building he stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking up at the glaring light that peered down at him from the florescent lamp above.
The door creaked open to reveal his empty room, the bed unmade and strewn with clothes. Tossing the pile on the floor he stretched out full length and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. Balancing it between his lips he stared over at the corner, which was awash in darkness. Flicking open his light he lit the cigarette and took a deep draw before taking it out of his mouth and clearing his throat.
"Why don't you come out," he said staring at the figure as she moved out of the shadows. Her short cut black hair curled slightly around her shoulders, her large brown eyes narrowing at the site of him.
"Ah," he said with a laugh, "Jenny. How good of you to join me. Heard you were coming by."
"You," she spat defensively, her eyes going black as her voice splurged forth in a force of power, "You were to kill the girl."
He shrugged indifferently. Taking another drag on the cigarette he looked up at her with a sardonic smile on his face, "Yea, well ... fucking her was much better."
Jenny's gaze narrowed further as she approached him, sake poised," I should have done this-"
"Done what?" Smashing out his cigarette, he grabbed the arm holding the stake and forced it behind her back, pinning her thin frame against his. Sniffing her hair, he kissed down her chin to the pulse point over the jugular, " I can feel you Jenny. How much you want me. How much you want this." Bending down he vamped down and brought his mouth against her neck, kissing the jugular point lightly before biting.
She moaned against him, her hand dropping the stake as she clutched for his head, bringing him closer, deepening the bite. She could feel the cool trail of her blood down her back, the hard imprints of his fingers as he undid her skirt, the harder feeling of his body pressed up against her. She felt his teeth withdraw as he hastily pulled up her top, exposing her naked breasts to the cold air. She shivered slightly as he took one in his mouth, biting hard enough to draw blood before pulling away and pushing her down onto the bed. Growling he crawled on top of her, his shirt half open as she unzipped his pants and pulled him down for a brutal kiss.
