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Dangerous Stranger
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,202
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Hyper Liquid Pleasure
Chapter 2
Hyper Liquid Pleasure
\"It has been too long.\" Donavan was greeted by his old friend, Lucas. \"What brings you out tonight?\"
\"I grow lonely,\" he answered honestly. \"I wish to find someone tonight.\" Lucas guided his guest up a set of stairs and into his office. Once inside he offered Donavan a glass. The deep red it contained smelt all too familiar.
\"It has only been 300 years for you now my friend, you are still young. What do you need with a companion at your age? You should be enjoying what the night has to offer.\" he smirked, not taking his violent purple eyes from Donavan. Smiling, Donavan walked over to the large glass window that over-looked the dancing mobb of excited \"night crawlers\" as Lucas referred to them.
\"Lucas, you know as well as I that the walls of a manor could drive a man mad.... I need a lover,\" Donavan sipped from his glass and smiled once again, turning back to Lucas \"And I see that you are still making a \'killing\' here. This taste has not changed in the last 200 years,\" he lifted his glass. \"fresh-from-the-bar-on-the-way-to-her-car?\"
Lucas laughed lightly shaking his head. \"No, fresh-from-the-dance-floor-on-the-way-to-the-bar.\"
\"Ahh,\" he nodded then drained the crystal of the rest of the blood. \"Then this is adrenaline that I taste.\"
When finished, Lucas took both glasses and set them on the bar of his office. Returning to his close friend, whom he placed an arm around. \"Let us go find you a mate.\" The two exited the office and made their way to a table that was concealed in darkness a few feet from the dance floor.
\"The place looks great. So what is the name that you have chosen for this space?\" He asked observing the life that littered the hard wood floors under the bright brilliantly excitable lights. The base of the beat provoking Donavan to tap his foot.
\"Today she is known as \'Hyper Pleasures\'.\" Lucas spoke, gazing at the lively mass of young blood. Their entire fates resting in his hands.
\"How genius of you to open a club so that you would never have to hunt for survival.\" Genius indeed, Donavan thought moving his eyes towards the bar. \"Yet I still enjoy the thrill of an actual adventure. It adds the taste of fear that I love so much.\"
\"I didn\'t say anything about running this club being easy. You try to own a night spot that is the last place people remember seeing before their last breath and not be shut down for \'strange activities\' or \'disappearances\'.\" The two laughed heartedly for a moment before turning their attention back to the occupants of the nightclub.
\"So, dear Donavan, Do you see anything that catches the eye?\" He smirked.
\"What about... her?\" He moved his gaze to a tall dark haired beauty that danced alone by the speaker of the D.J.\'s boothe. She swayed, an enticing groove that was open and meant to attract a partner.
\"No, not her.\" Lucas motioned to get the attention of the waitress walking by their table. \"She is a whore. Completely unworthy of such a gift.\"
\"A gift?\" Donavan questioned. What gift? There was only one time in which eternal life was considered a gift, when life seemed close to an end.
\"You\'ve walked this earth for thousands of years and you still believe this existence of ours to be a gift?\"
\"I\'ve accepted my death many centuries ago. When will you come to your being?\" he stated flatly after asking the girl to bring them two glasses of his \'usual\'. She smiled revealing her sharp teeth and turned to obey his order.
\"Don\'t get me wrong, I do accept this life... well existence. But understanding it when the one who took my life and gave me an eternity has no explanation for me...\" he let his sentence trail off as his eyes captured someone on the dance floor. \"What about her?\" he leaned forward, to examine the woman’s body, her movements. They were cat-like and seductive.
\"Mmm... I adore her.\" Lucas took a sip from the glass the girl had finally returned with and nodded his approval allowing her to leave. \"She comes here every other night. Truly she is charismatic and will be very... entertaining.\" he laughed lightly.
\"But will she be worth the work?\" Donavan asked.
\"She will be a challenge.\" he smirked. \"I\'ve watched her and she is unlike others. I would say she is a little bit more advanced.\"
\"Then its settled.\" Donavan stood draining the rest of his drink. \"I\'m always up for a challenge.\" Eyeing his prey he straightend his clothes, preparing to approach the unsuspecting girl. \"And her name... Do you know it?\"
\"Evana\"
\"Evana\" He whispered just to hear the way it flowed from his lips. \"Its time to play...\"
Hyper Liquid Pleasure
\"It has been too long.\" Donavan was greeted by his old friend, Lucas. \"What brings you out tonight?\"
\"I grow lonely,\" he answered honestly. \"I wish to find someone tonight.\" Lucas guided his guest up a set of stairs and into his office. Once inside he offered Donavan a glass. The deep red it contained smelt all too familiar.
\"It has only been 300 years for you now my friend, you are still young. What do you need with a companion at your age? You should be enjoying what the night has to offer.\" he smirked, not taking his violent purple eyes from Donavan. Smiling, Donavan walked over to the large glass window that over-looked the dancing mobb of excited \"night crawlers\" as Lucas referred to them.
\"Lucas, you know as well as I that the walls of a manor could drive a man mad.... I need a lover,\" Donavan sipped from his glass and smiled once again, turning back to Lucas \"And I see that you are still making a \'killing\' here. This taste has not changed in the last 200 years,\" he lifted his glass. \"fresh-from-the-bar-on-the-way-to-her-car?\"
Lucas laughed lightly shaking his head. \"No, fresh-from-the-dance-floor-on-the-way-to-the-bar.\"
\"Ahh,\" he nodded then drained the crystal of the rest of the blood. \"Then this is adrenaline that I taste.\"
When finished, Lucas took both glasses and set them on the bar of his office. Returning to his close friend, whom he placed an arm around. \"Let us go find you a mate.\" The two exited the office and made their way to a table that was concealed in darkness a few feet from the dance floor.
\"The place looks great. So what is the name that you have chosen for this space?\" He asked observing the life that littered the hard wood floors under the bright brilliantly excitable lights. The base of the beat provoking Donavan to tap his foot.
\"Today she is known as \'Hyper Pleasures\'.\" Lucas spoke, gazing at the lively mass of young blood. Their entire fates resting in his hands.
\"How genius of you to open a club so that you would never have to hunt for survival.\" Genius indeed, Donavan thought moving his eyes towards the bar. \"Yet I still enjoy the thrill of an actual adventure. It adds the taste of fear that I love so much.\"
\"I didn\'t say anything about running this club being easy. You try to own a night spot that is the last place people remember seeing before their last breath and not be shut down for \'strange activities\' or \'disappearances\'.\" The two laughed heartedly for a moment before turning their attention back to the occupants of the nightclub.
\"So, dear Donavan, Do you see anything that catches the eye?\" He smirked.
\"What about... her?\" He moved his gaze to a tall dark haired beauty that danced alone by the speaker of the D.J.\'s boothe. She swayed, an enticing groove that was open and meant to attract a partner.
\"No, not her.\" Lucas motioned to get the attention of the waitress walking by their table. \"She is a whore. Completely unworthy of such a gift.\"
\"A gift?\" Donavan questioned. What gift? There was only one time in which eternal life was considered a gift, when life seemed close to an end.
\"You\'ve walked this earth for thousands of years and you still believe this existence of ours to be a gift?\"
\"I\'ve accepted my death many centuries ago. When will you come to your being?\" he stated flatly after asking the girl to bring them two glasses of his \'usual\'. She smiled revealing her sharp teeth and turned to obey his order.
\"Don\'t get me wrong, I do accept this life... well existence. But understanding it when the one who took my life and gave me an eternity has no explanation for me...\" he let his sentence trail off as his eyes captured someone on the dance floor. \"What about her?\" he leaned forward, to examine the woman’s body, her movements. They were cat-like and seductive.
\"Mmm... I adore her.\" Lucas took a sip from the glass the girl had finally returned with and nodded his approval allowing her to leave. \"She comes here every other night. Truly she is charismatic and will be very... entertaining.\" he laughed lightly.
\"But will she be worth the work?\" Donavan asked.
\"She will be a challenge.\" he smirked. \"I\'ve watched her and she is unlike others. I would say she is a little bit more advanced.\"
\"Then its settled.\" Donavan stood draining the rest of his drink. \"I\'m always up for a challenge.\" Eyeing his prey he straightend his clothes, preparing to approach the unsuspecting girl. \"And her name... Do you know it?\"
\"Evana\"
\"Evana\" He whispered just to hear the way it flowed from his lips. \"Its time to play...\"