A/N: Tek is their new operator. Link retired four years ago.
Pushing past Morpheus, Anastasia moved towards the elevator.
"Do you want to tell me what she said?" a dark voice behind her asked.
Anastasia turned, removed her sunglasses and stared at him.
"I guess not." Morpheus said to thin air.
Anastasia curled her lips upward, a smirk at the most and moved into the graffiti marked elevator. She leaned back against the wall, mimicking Morpheus' lucid pose.
"Back to the ship?" Anastasia asked.
"Yeah. Unless you have something to do?" Morpheus replied.
The elevator doors opened, as they stepped onto the street. Anastasia turned, "Actually I do."
Streaking down the street, she disappeared into the mass of humans.
Morpheus tamped down an urge to go after her. She's young, rebellious and has a need to experiment. Pulling out his cell phone, he dialed Tek for an exit.
Midnight
Anastasia eased her way into the smoke filled club, its atmosphere tense with humane urges to find a mate and ease their inward cravings.
Her black tube top clung to high perky breasts, a short black miniskirt framed her thighs. Knee high boots outlined strong sleek calves. Sinuously, she stalked through the smoky air.
Milky white skin beckoned to many sex starved males. A single glacial glare from her icy orbs deterred them.
His scent flew to her flaring nostrils, she closed her eyes to inhale. Letting it float around her, caressing her skin.
Her eyes saw him, sitting in the corner, alone in the shadows.
Her hands glided over the smooth surface, her eyes sought his out. He opened his mouth to speak, her fingers slid over his soft lips. Silencing his questions, urging him to embrace the unusual.
Taking his hand, she led him out to the crowded dance floor. Where others moved their bodies in the mimicry of sensual cadence.
Anastasia moved into the center of a group and plastered herself to his body. Hard met soft.
She linked her arms behind his neck as his circled her waist. Softly, she nuzzled his neck. Her tongue slipped out and nibbled gently on his ear.
His leg slid between hers, so that she was riding his thigh. His arm held her still as she rode his thigh.
She leaned back, sighing in ecstasy. Shiny lights floated around her. Opening her eyes, she gazed into liquid brown. Her mind clicked on an image of Sebastian underneath her at her will to do with as she pleased.
With one hand at her waist, moving her slowly. His other hand slid leisurely up her silky tube top, until it reached the cleft of her breasts.
His eyes spoke of so many things that he wanted to do to her. Taking his hand, she led him off the dance floor.
Her eyes flashed, this time it's going to be different.
This time around, the story is going to be different than the loyal version that the movie portrayed!!!!!
Next update: Within the week