A Nightly Guest (satinandyyrkoons)
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				Title: <strong>A Nightly Guest (satinandyyrkoons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starkweather</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 03:32:18</strong>
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				It was a cold, crisp November evening. The sun had just fallen behind a dark horizon, leaving the area dark, though not desolate, as the nighttime world was just about to come to life. Both of the natural and supernatural varieties. A man, falling under the latter, stood, perched, upon a handrail high above a city street. Staring down at the world around him. Scanning the faces of all the oblivious mortals for that of one, specific person.<br><br>His pet. The woman whom he had grown an unheathly obsession for. For her body, and her blood. For every part of her. <br><br>It was Friday night. She typically had the following two nights free, and that was when they would be together. He cherished this time they spent together, as he truly adored this female, and once he finally spotted her a grin would spread across his face, and he turned. He faced a large, dark window. Behind it was a room, dark and spacious. This woman would appear in this room in a short time and let him in. Already thoughts of how he would ravage her played across his conciousness, spreading his smile further. <br><br>Anxiousness twisted in his gut. His bottom lip curled inward, and his teeth bit into it. Not hard enough to break the skin, but with notable pressure that made his need to have this woman quite obvious. He dropped down from the railing and moved closer to the pane glass door. He wanted her now. Right now. He knew she would come through that door any second, but he could not even wait that long. He had waited all week. This man was tired of waiting. So very, very tired. Already his manhood was erect, if he breathed he would be panting, and if his heart beated it would be racing. There was a lustful look in his eyes. He was also quite hungry. Starving, even. He could not possibly wait another minute..<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Nightly Guest (satinandyyrkoons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>satinanddaggers</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 04:35:36</strong>
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				She had been counting the hours, the minutes, the seconds until sun down. Hell she had been counting down to Friday. It was then that she was able to see Him. Her heart pounded in her ears, pushing adrenaline through her system. She tugged her coat closer to her slim figure, wondering if he were watching somewhere in the darkness. That caused a smile to ease over her lips, pulling the full pieces of flesh into an engaging smile. <br><br>The very thought of him had her nipples standing erect against the silk dress she had chosen for the occasion. There had been no need for a bra, he would just rip it to shreds in his pursuit of her breasts. A shiver of longing eased through her as she quickened her pace to get across the street. Already she could feel the wetness between her thighs, soaking the black panties. She bit down on her lower lip as she entered the building and made her way to the elevator. Already she was antsy, fidgeting with the buttons on the front of her coat.<br><br>Her pace was so quick that she was nearly running now. Her hand fumbled with the key in the lock, missing more than once. Finally got the door unlocked and slipped in, closing the door firmly behind her. She locked it as well, making sure it was secure behind her. Then she turned, her gaze toward the balcony and it's double doors. Her breath caught at the sight of him, as it had the first time she'd seen him. Biting her lip, she moved toward the door, pulling it open. Her breath caught, waiting for him to embrace her..for the whirlwind of their time together to begin. Her heart was pounding so hard, she wondered if he could hear. She licked full pink lips, trying to slow her heartrate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Nightly Guest (satinandyyrkoons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starkweather</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 05:11:12</strong>
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				The door opened. Behind the lit backdrop of the hall behind her, he saw his lover's form. The man watched as she rushed forth and threw aside the glass barrier that lay between them. The very last thing standing imbetween the two of them and the weekend they would spend together, and the passionate sex that was to encompass this time entirely. It was hard to believe that the wait was over. In fact, it was a full second before the vampire would move into the room. As if his mind had not caught up to her rapid actions until then.<br><br>Once he had, however, he moved with just a heightened pace. His cloak was thrown away, revealing his casually dressed form. Wear that one would not normally expect to see on the body of someone self-absorbed enough to actually wear a cloak. This man threw his arms around his woman, pulling their bodies together as their lips met forcefully. Grinding together in what could barely be called a kiss. His fully erect cock pressed into her front. Again, the perfect word to use was grinding, as that was just what it did. Which caused it to throb and buck with this stimulation. <br><br>Already he was pulling up that dress she wore. He needed her bare. Immediately. These clothes she wore only served to bar him from feeling that pale, smoothe flesh of hers. Once they were gone he could begin to explore his fantasies, and her body. He would dive into every nook, prod every niche. Leave no part of her body untouched. This is what he wanted to do to her. This is what he going to do to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Nightly Guest (satinandyyrkoons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>satinanddaggers</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 17:52:11</strong>
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				He paused at the door, longer than she had anticipated. It was long enough for her to wonder if something was wrong. And then he was moving across the threshold, hands finding her body. She let out a groan of sheer pleasure, body shuddering under his hands. "Oh god." Slipped past her lips as well, and she wanted to weep for the exquisite feel of him.<br><br>When his mouth crushed her own lips, she met him with as much power and force as he exuded. Her hands were hesitate over his body, as if afraid he would disappear at any moment. Her dreams had been like this..passionate interludes of pleasure where he disappeared abruptly as the sun rose. But that was not now though, no not at all. This was real, and so was the thick cock that rubbed against her thigh, throbbing and bucking against it's fabric prison.<br><br>She pulled away from his kiss with a gasp, feeling the rawness already forming. She would be very sore by the end of this encounter, but in truth, she didn't care. The feeling of the pain he caused was exquisite and brought her to the peak of pleasure every time she thought on it. She moved to allow him to pull the dress off, and instantly set about tugging at his shirt. "You have to many layers on." Her voice was a bare whisper, urgent and longing. She wanted to feel his flesh as well..but mostly she wanted to feel him ram himself into her, fill her to the brim.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Nightly Guest (satinandyyrkoons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starkweather</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 11:56:42</strong>
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				His shirt was removed in one quick motion. The man stepped back to undo his pant and slip out of them. They would be kicked aside after being dropped down around the man's ankles. Once he had done this it was clear that he had not been wearing underwear beneath those pants. He had no reason to, as they would simply by cast aside once this moment came. <br><br>He came forward quickly, taking her in his arms. Their naked bodies would be pressed flush against one another, skin to skin. His cool, void of life flesh against the hot, flushed flesh of his woman. The two of them would seem almost conjoined by the way they were smushed together, making it hard to see where one person began and the other ended. The kiss they shared once more was just as heated and fierce as it ever was. A slobbery, messy, nasty kiss that conveyed sexual need over passion of any sort. However, that isn't to say there wasn't passion.. <br><br>More on that later.<br><br>
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