Hello all its me! Finally! I know you guys wanted a sex scene, but I have some bad news, I regret to inform you all that due to the lack of imagination in that area, I cant…… ok I'm lying I have lots of imagination in that area, I just can't organize it into this kind of genre and/or story and time period without making it sound…well…dumb. So in general, I don't do sex scenes, graphic sex scenes, for the genre…yet. I'm working at it. Well I guess I could if I really wanted to, but… you know…any ways I'm really sorry... Don't hate me ok.
Note: sorry this one is so short, too short for my taste. But I worked really hard on so enjoy. dont hate me if its not to your likeing mmk?
Disclaimer: I don't anything famous.
Anna sat on a red velvet couch in front of a large window in one of the larger chambers of Dracula's castle. She stared into the sky, thoughit was heavily clouded, some of the moon's light still shone through and slightly lit a small part of the room, castingfaint shadows. Her eyes scanned the rest of the dark interior behind her; there wasn't much to look at. It just looked like a big dark cave. She then closed her eyes as thoughts began to leave her head slowly. This place probably would have terrified her years earlier, but right now she didn't really feel anything.
Almost every human trait Anna had, emotional feelings along with what she had considered important thoughts, were starting to dissipate. She didn't feel guilty about leaving. She didn't mind the cold of the snow anymore; she could vaguely remember emotions: she couldn't remember what crying felt like. Or even how to cry. She was also forgetting things so simple like names and faces of people she knew very well, including her brother; what was her brother's name? And what happened to him?
After a few seconds, he was in the room. His sudden presents made her eyes instantly snap open, but instead of the usual instinct to look behind her, she just smiled and stared back out the frosted window. She could feel him slowly coming up behind her. Every time he inched closer, without making any sound whatsoever, her heart would beat faster, leaving her in the sate of complete suspense. Her heart practically stopped at the sudden touch of the back of his fingers skimming down the left side of her face. She couldn't even remember why she hated Dracula in the first place. He was being so good to her. Then her mind instantly went blank when Dracula slid his arms around her waist. Running her palms along the soft velvety surface of the couch, Anna closed her eyes and took a deep breath as he went for his apparent favorite part of her, her neck.
This valerious girl was absolutely delicious, was the exact thought that past through Dracula's mind. For a couple reasons, one, she was still a little bit human, so her skin was still warm, well warm to his standards. He always enjoyed when his brides were still human, it gave him a sense of control, and two she was quiet. He not only got rid of an enemy he gained an ally and a new bride. It was such a great idea turn her instead of kill her, but then again, all his ideas were great.
She sharply gasped as he sank his teeth into the bare skin on her neck, he then began to kiss her once more. she could feel the warmth of her blood dripping down her collar bone, and soaking into the chest of her shirt. This wasn't like the last time he kissed her at all, it was completely different, this time she wasn't afraid, this time she completely forgot what a monster he was, and this time she wanted him too. She lay down on her back as she gave in and returned his kiss.
Aleera angrily bit her fingernail as she jealously watched them from afar. she could remember when he used to kiss her that way.Aleera knew from the start that she wouldn't like Anna here. It reminded her of when he turned marishka. She wasn't so perfectly happy sharing with Verona but when the young blond came into the mix, three seemed somewhat of a crowd for her taste. Of course she felt sorrow for her sisters when they were killed, but that also meant more attention for her, but with this gypsy brat stealing her master away, she wanted her gone even more than before. It was up to her to dispose of her, and of course she would be perfectly glad to do it too, but how? 'Since the monster hunter doesn't have the nerve to do it himself... or maybe...Her mind stopped short. 'maybe he does' if she played her cards right, 'He will'
And with her usual smile she shrank back into the shadows.
Thus ends another very short but informative chapter, I know it was way too short. the reason I didn't put van Helsing into the chapter because I wanted to focus on ann/drac like you guys so strategically asked for, and to focus of how aleera gets jealous. Mm k? Read and review.