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A/N thanks for all the reviews. That's why I write and for my own sadistic pleasure of course. Please keep them coming.
Ch 6 Lestat
Fred didn't know what to do. Lestat had been standing right behind her and she was now facing him. She wished she had listened to Bob and the mob, they had been right, a monster did live in the castle and now she was stood right next to it and she didn't know what to do. She thought about turning and running but she guessed that the door was locked.
Lestat looked deep into her eyes as if searching for something, she wanted to pull away but there was something so attractive about him that she just had to stare at him. She had heard of monsters putting spells on innocent people but she didn't think this was magic. Despite the fact that he was pale with almost no colour to his face at all she could see past all that. To her his eyes told a story, one that she longed to know but was afraid to ask about.
She drank in everything about him, his dark but powerful eyes, his pale, smooth skin, his strong but vulnerable stature. He was so intoxicating that she wanted to stay that way forever and she no longer feared him. There was something almost hypnotic about him and she couldn't explain it.
Even though he was wearing all black clothes there seemed to be a light coming from him even though she knew he wasn't pure. She wanted to reach out and touch him, just to see what he felt like.
While she was staring at him with longing eyes he was also trying to analyze her, he looked into her eyes and saw innocence and purity but also a well-concealed evil streak that he guessed she showed to few people. He also wanted to touch her but in a different way. He had found what he had been looking for, his mate. All this time she had been there and he hadn't even noticed.
Lestat stood still and looked at her from top to bottom just in case he had missed something. There was nothing. He could have drank her right there where she stood but he didn't he wanted to know that she wanted him, he wanted a challenge.
Finally he broke the stare and she too seemed to snap out of her trance. She looked frightened once more, no longer enchanted but afraid. She took a step back and found that she had stepped into the door. She gasped but quickly regained her composure. She took another look at Lestat and marvelled once again that she was inside the Creature's house.
He walked gracefully over to a small counter where he picked up a bottle of liqid which she guessed was wine. He poured himself a glass then turned and held the bottle in Fred's direction. She shook her head gently but he poured her a glass anyway. She was too scared to argue with him and would not be impolite.
He returned to her and offered her the glass she took it with a streched arm and took it from him politely. She thanked him quickly without saying anything to him. He smiled at her and once again looked at her, she no longer felt that need to touch him but wanted to run.
'What are you doing here ?' He finally said.
Fred noticed that he had a very soft accent that she couldn't quite place.
'I came to warn you. There are people coming, they will storm your house. I did not know who lived here and I wanted to make sure you were safe.' She blurted out.
He smiled and looked at her once again with amazement. 'You came to warn me ? How thoughtful of you.Fred.'
At the mention of her name Fred looked sharply up. 'How did you.'
He was in front of her in a second and put his finger against her lips to halt her question.
'Now is not the time for such pointless questions. Why did you come here ?'
'To warn you about the mob. They will try and storm the castle.'
'Do not worry they cannot enter here. My castle will protect me. Do you know why I think you came here ? I think you came because you wanted me.'
She shook her head more violently this time, 'No.'
She stopped and looked down at her drink. It looked like normal red wine. She thought that maybe a little alcohol in her body would do her good. She took a drink and immediately spat it out when she realised what it really was. It tasted like blood. She didn't know what to do, she wanted to run but she knew there was no way she could find her way out without either getting lost or caught.
Lestat seemed to read her mind and said 'There is no where for you to go. You cannot leave the castle knowing my secret.'
He moved closer to her and ran a soft finger down her cheek. When he reached her neck he pushed harder and his finger left a trail of blood on her neck which she knew was her own. She screamed and tried to open the door but she couldn't. She was trapped with the Creature.
He grabbed her and held her tightly. 'Do not worry Fred. You will feel better when this is over.' His mouth went to her neck and he began to suck, she knew there was no escape.
A/N thanks for all the reviews. That's why I write and for my own sadistic pleasure of course. Please keep them coming.
Ch 6 Lestat
Fred didn't know what to do. Lestat had been standing right behind her and she was now facing him. She wished she had listened to Bob and the mob, they had been right, a monster did live in the castle and now she was stood right next to it and she didn't know what to do. She thought about turning and running but she guessed that the door was locked.
Lestat looked deep into her eyes as if searching for something, she wanted to pull away but there was something so attractive about him that she just had to stare at him. She had heard of monsters putting spells on innocent people but she didn't think this was magic. Despite the fact that he was pale with almost no colour to his face at all she could see past all that. To her his eyes told a story, one that she longed to know but was afraid to ask about.
She drank in everything about him, his dark but powerful eyes, his pale, smooth skin, his strong but vulnerable stature. He was so intoxicating that she wanted to stay that way forever and she no longer feared him. There was something almost hypnotic about him and she couldn't explain it.
Even though he was wearing all black clothes there seemed to be a light coming from him even though she knew he wasn't pure. She wanted to reach out and touch him, just to see what he felt like.
While she was staring at him with longing eyes he was also trying to analyze her, he looked into her eyes and saw innocence and purity but also a well-concealed evil streak that he guessed she showed to few people. He also wanted to touch her but in a different way. He had found what he had been looking for, his mate. All this time she had been there and he hadn't even noticed.
Lestat stood still and looked at her from top to bottom just in case he had missed something. There was nothing. He could have drank her right there where she stood but he didn't he wanted to know that she wanted him, he wanted a challenge.
Finally he broke the stare and she too seemed to snap out of her trance. She looked frightened once more, no longer enchanted but afraid. She took a step back and found that she had stepped into the door. She gasped but quickly regained her composure. She took another look at Lestat and marvelled once again that she was inside the Creature's house.
He walked gracefully over to a small counter where he picked up a bottle of liqid which she guessed was wine. He poured himself a glass then turned and held the bottle in Fred's direction. She shook her head gently but he poured her a glass anyway. She was too scared to argue with him and would not be impolite.
He returned to her and offered her the glass she took it with a streched arm and took it from him politely. She thanked him quickly without saying anything to him. He smiled at her and once again looked at her, she no longer felt that need to touch him but wanted to run.
'What are you doing here ?' He finally said.
Fred noticed that he had a very soft accent that she couldn't quite place.
'I came to warn you. There are people coming, they will storm your house. I did not know who lived here and I wanted to make sure you were safe.' She blurted out.
He smiled and looked at her once again with amazement. 'You came to warn me ? How thoughtful of you.Fred.'
At the mention of her name Fred looked sharply up. 'How did you.'
He was in front of her in a second and put his finger against her lips to halt her question.
'Now is not the time for such pointless questions. Why did you come here ?'
'To warn you about the mob. They will try and storm the castle.'
'Do not worry they cannot enter here. My castle will protect me. Do you know why I think you came here ? I think you came because you wanted me.'
She shook her head more violently this time, 'No.'
She stopped and looked down at her drink. It looked like normal red wine. She thought that maybe a little alcohol in her body would do her good. She took a drink and immediately spat it out when she realised what it really was. It tasted like blood. She didn't know what to do, she wanted to run but she knew there was no way she could find her way out without either getting lost or caught.
Lestat seemed to read her mind and said 'There is no where for you to go. You cannot leave the castle knowing my secret.'
He moved closer to her and ran a soft finger down her cheek. When he reached her neck he pushed harder and his finger left a trail of blood on her neck which she knew was her own. She screamed and tried to open the door but she couldn't. She was trapped with the Creature.
He grabbed her and held her tightly. 'Do not worry Fred. You will feel better when this is over.' His mouth went to her neck and he began to suck, she knew there was no escape.
