1Missy The Vampire, Part 4: Trust
"I-I'm not upset at you..." She stuttered over her words, trying to hide her tears.
He nuzzled his head against her back, "Missy.. I know I act mean to you sometime, but it's because I don't want to get close to you until you trust me." Brett then got closer to her, and whispered in her ear softly. "Do you trust me?.."
Missy blinked as her blush darkened. She wasn't used to him or anyone else acting this way.
His hot breath ran along her neck, making her shiver slightly before answering.
"Yes.."
Brett sat up a little, turning her over onto her back. He then leaned down and kissed her neck gently as he kept tempting her with his words. "If you trust me.. You won't stop me..." He continued to kiss on her neck, his knees stood on both sides of her waist. His body laid upon hers to pin her down. Brett started to such on her neck, giving her a light hickey.
Things were moving too fast for her. Just earlier that day when she tried to take his hand, he stopped her, and now he was all over her?
Her gaze fell to his neck, there lied two little scars, teeth marks.
She then noticed his hair wasn't the same blonde, there was a patch of white in the back.
He sensed discomfort instead of pleasure, assuming that she realized it wasn't Brett.
Brett forced his body down on her more as she began to struggle.
"Your not Brett.." Her voice came out in a gasp as his lips returned to kiss her neck tenderly.
"Shh.." He cooed to calm her down.
Missy enjoyed it, that she couldn't deny, but she couldn't help but struggle away from his grasp. She shoved him off violently. "No!"
Brett's eyes flashed red, "Just because I'm not my brother, doesn't mean I can't have you." His eyes then faded to a full red; his hair changing to white. His pale skin was shown against the moonlight as he was sitting up over her body.
Missy stared up at him, she seemed a little confused and scared at the same time.
He showed his true form, him growing a little bigger also.
Her eyes narrowed at him. "Who are you?"
The man closed the blinds so it was darker in the room, then reaching down over her again.
"You'll find out.."
His hands found hers, taking them and raising them over her head, pinning them down above her. His tongue traced alone her neck, letting the saliva run down it, making her shiver again from his touch.
"W-what are you doing?... Get off!" She began to struggle again under his grasp.
"Stop struggling.. Why can't you love me like you love Brett?!"He yelled at her, momentarily angry.
Missy flinched from him saying that. "I.. I don't love him... Not anymore at least."
This made a grin smear across his face as he kissed her lips gently, talking through his repeated kisses. "Good, then you can fall for me."
