Rouge Sang
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,235
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
rouge sang
Bastien walked outside and looked up at the building again,The girl was gone but his
memory was still fresh...
He walked across the dirty street and knocked on the creaky door.
He looked around the stoop,noticing a creaky rusted sign hanging sideways on the wall,
"Facheux De Mort"Dead unwelcome....Fierce hate boiled in his gut.
He swiftly kicked the rotted red door.
He jumped up,grabbing hold of the rusted shrapnelle balcony above him and climbed up
the fire escape to the balcony where he had seen the girl.
As he climbed over the bent railing he noticed a light on in the room,through the pink
sheer,holey curtains...He slowly stalked to the french doors,kneeling down he picked up
a cigarette butt,blood red lipstick stained it.
He could see through the torn bottoms of the curtains that someone,with long legs was
inside,pacing about...He kneeled down further,he could see the hem of a black knit skirt
and those long long legs.
Bastien watched her legs walk back and forth across the thick white stone floor,she was
wearing a pair of emerald green high heels,with locked chains around her ankles,and large
pink flowers attached,with nude stockings with black seams up the back.
He watched as the legs walked closer and closer to him...Suddenly he realised she was
walking to the door,With lightening speed he jumped up,Grabbing hold of the twisted
metal railing above him,just as the doors flew open and she walked out,cursing.
Bastien wrapped his leg over the edge of the terrace and pulled himself up,Sitting down
on the edge.
He watched as she walked to the railing,tossing her cigarette to the ground below.
She turned,facing the doors,her body resting on the unsteady metal rail.
She slowly tilted her head to the left,Raising her right hand she pulled her hair away from '
her neck,exposing her throat,and the nape of her neck...Her colar bone shadowed in the
moons light.
Bastien watched in awe as she ran her fingers across her throat,closing her eyes
momentarally..
He lost himself in her vanity,staring as she pulled the burgundy jacket around her body
tightly.A slight chill danced through through the air,nipping at her exposed legs.
She dropped her hands down to her side,turning her eyes to the street,bearing her throat
to him.
Bastien almost felt like she knew he was there...Teasing him,playing on his condition..But
how could she know?
Suddenly Bastien's foot slipped and he started to fall,He grabbed hold of the thin wires
of railing.
Below him he heard a sharp intake of breath,and her heart beat faster...
Bastien jumped down to her balcony,landing just feet from where she stood.
She began to scream,but Bastien quickly covered her mouth.
"Shh....Please?"He asked,stepping back.
She quieted,her heart soaring with adrenaline..Bastien could almost feel her blood pumping
in her veins...Her large green eyes fat full with fear.
memory was still fresh...
He walked across the dirty street and knocked on the creaky door.
He looked around the stoop,noticing a creaky rusted sign hanging sideways on the wall,
"Facheux De Mort"Dead unwelcome....Fierce hate boiled in his gut.
He swiftly kicked the rotted red door.
He jumped up,grabbing hold of the rusted shrapnelle balcony above him and climbed up
the fire escape to the balcony where he had seen the girl.
As he climbed over the bent railing he noticed a light on in the room,through the pink
sheer,holey curtains...He slowly stalked to the french doors,kneeling down he picked up
a cigarette butt,blood red lipstick stained it.
He could see through the torn bottoms of the curtains that someone,with long legs was
inside,pacing about...He kneeled down further,he could see the hem of a black knit skirt
and those long long legs.
Bastien watched her legs walk back and forth across the thick white stone floor,she was
wearing a pair of emerald green high heels,with locked chains around her ankles,and large
pink flowers attached,with nude stockings with black seams up the back.
He watched as the legs walked closer and closer to him...Suddenly he realised she was
walking to the door,With lightening speed he jumped up,Grabbing hold of the twisted
metal railing above him,just as the doors flew open and she walked out,cursing.
Bastien wrapped his leg over the edge of the terrace and pulled himself up,Sitting down
on the edge.
He watched as she walked to the railing,tossing her cigarette to the ground below.
She turned,facing the doors,her body resting on the unsteady metal rail.
She slowly tilted her head to the left,Raising her right hand she pulled her hair away from '
her neck,exposing her throat,and the nape of her neck...Her colar bone shadowed in the
moons light.
Bastien watched in awe as she ran her fingers across her throat,closing her eyes
momentarally..
He lost himself in her vanity,staring as she pulled the burgundy jacket around her body
tightly.A slight chill danced through through the air,nipping at her exposed legs.
She dropped her hands down to her side,turning her eyes to the street,bearing her throat
to him.
Bastien almost felt like she knew he was there...Teasing him,playing on his condition..But
how could she know?
Suddenly Bastien's foot slipped and he started to fall,He grabbed hold of the thin wires
of railing.
Below him he heard a sharp intake of breath,and her heart beat faster...
Bastien jumped down to her balcony,landing just feet from where she stood.
She began to scream,but Bastien quickly covered her mouth.
"Shh....Please?"He asked,stepping back.
She quieted,her heart soaring with adrenaline..Bastien could almost feel her blood pumping
in her veins...Her large green eyes fat full with fear.