:dramatic music: yay! 3rd chapter! there's only one more, and then this is done. i'm really proud of myself for actually finishing something. this is the first chaptered story, original or otherwise, that i've finished. yay! anyway...
Smiling Shyly
chapter 3
You arrive at your rehearsal
just in time;
you slightly overslept.
But your bandmates forgive you,
also following your schedule
of sleeping during the day
and hunting by night.
As you're warming up,
the guitarist brags
about his post-performance catch,
a pretty brunette he met the other day.
The keyboardist is looking on,
smirking slightly
and double checking his music.
And soon you start,
easily drawing everyone to the dance floor
with raging beats
that beg to be danced to.
It's this that reminds you
of why you still keep this job,
even when it no longer thrills you like it used to.
But you are disappointed
when you can't find the blonde head
you so wanted to see.
And as much as it hurts,
you don't let your disappointment show.
The performance goes by fast,
and soon your break comes.
And then you see the man
quietly slinking in,
trying to remain unnoticed.
He goes to the bar,
and instead of following him,
you whisper excitedly to the guitarist
that your catch is here
and that he's better than his girl.
He smirks at you,
then leaves to find her
for a little snack.
It is then that you approach the man,
sliding your arms around his neck
and affectionately nipping his ear.
He stiffens, trying to ignore you,
but you know it's hard;
his slight trembling tells you
he can't get enough of your touch
no matter what he says.
He glares at your shyly smiling face,
grumbling at your affection.
All too soon your break is over,
and you return to the stage.
But now you have the audience you craved before;
he can't take his eyes off you
and it's like you're only singing for him.
He stays until the end,
waiting for you,
though he denies the fact
when you ask him.
The band is packed up,
and you pull him out the back.
And you can barely keep your lips off him,
and you are kissing fiercely.
And soon you stray to the large vein in his neck,
carefully piercing the skin
and drinking deeply;
he closes his eyes in ecstacy,
moaning softly at your touch.
And you draw away when he begins to sag against you,
his sounds of protest echoing softly.
Then you leave him,
knowing if you stay
things could get out of hand
and you would be held responsible.
But you know you'll
meet him again,
whether you seek one another out
(which is more than likely),
or meet by chance like before.
Just as long as you see him again,
nothing matters.
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and that's all she wrote...