Fire and Ice
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
864
Reviews:
1
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.
Fire and Ice
She lay on her bed, thinking and dreaming of her newfound friend. Staring at the ceiling, she sighed and rolled over, wiping a tear from her silver eyes. It felt like liquid fire falling down her icy cheek; her pale skin resembling the ice she died in last night after staying outside crying for far too long. As her last breath leaked out of her, her savior came and rescued her, stirring her failing heart and breathing a stale, undead breath into her frozen lungs.
She had fallen asleep and now woke with a start. Her visions from the night before came to her vividly: the snow, the cold, her tears freezing to her still warm cheeks. When she awoke this morning, that warmth had left her...she had been turned. It was what she always wanted, but not like this...not with her savior gone and her life with him. Another hot tear fell from her intriguing eyes as she stood and dressed, a hunger in her belly that seemed to never be sated.
Walking out the door into the frozen winter air, the girl with the silver eyes breathed a sigh of relief; the winter air was far too cold to let her fiery tears fall. She walked down the street in nothing but a long red corset dress; she had no need for a coat. The frigid air around her felt like a warm summer day compared to her skin; she didn't mind the cold. Her breath was too cold to crystallize in the air before her and she didn't even notice the dark man following her as she walked towards the club four blocks from her unsympathetic apartment.
She walked through the door before the man could call her name and nudged close to the nearest mortal with a sober pulse.
She flirted and seduced until the young man followed her to the back room, where she laid him on the couch and pet his soft hair and kissed his sweet lips. As she smiled, he gasped in horror as he realized what was in store for him. Before he could scramble up and run out the door, the girl with the silver eyes had pinned him down with immense strength and drank his blood. With his last breath, she kissed him, cutting his lip and draining the last of his rich warm blood from his luscious lips. She kissed him one last time on the forehead, leaving a bloody smear behind as she walked calmly and silently from the room. Sated for the moment, the girl with the silver eyes sat in the corner and watched the intoxicated humans seduce each other. When the dark man came and sat beside her, she didn't even flinch, she simply moved closer to him and let him wrap his arms around her. She stared lovingly into his crimson eyes and kissed his sweet, fiery lips—such a contrast to her own. She pressed her form into his strong body and deepened the kiss as he sucked on the wounded lip she had bitten earlier, nervous about her first meal. The blood seeped from the wound into his waiting, wanting mouth. He pulled her onto his lap and held her tight against his chest, running his hands through her pale hair and while she inhaled his stale, undead, hot breath into her frozen lungs. In turn, she caressed his scalding face with her frozen hands, cooling his fevered, sweating brow.
He broke the kiss first; asking the girl with the silver eyes how she managed to live. She smiled, showing her ice white fangs and pulled him out of the club. Snagging a mortal away from her friends, they fed and talked over steaming blood. Leaving the girl's almost dead body in the alley, they strolled back to the girl with the silver eyes' apartment. She smiled as she let herself and her lover in, pulling him to her bed for the night.
They moaned in time with each other, her cold body soothing his fevered one. He entered her slowly at first, not wanting to cause too much pain to his beautiful virgin ice princess. She yelped in pain as his length slid completely into her but let out a moan as he kept pumping, slowly gaining speed. She wrapped her small, fragile hands around the back of his neck, pulling him close to kiss his fiery lips. They made love for a long time, nipping and sucking on each other wherever they could find the flesh to do so. They fell in love then and there, making love in their passionate embrace. When neither could hold out any longer, he collapsed beside her; his crimson eyes closing, he held her lovingly as they fell asleep...
"Angel, no more tears..." said the man with the crimson eyes.
"Never again Luc," Angel said as she drifted to sleep in her lover's arms.
She had fallen asleep and now woke with a start. Her visions from the night before came to her vividly: the snow, the cold, her tears freezing to her still warm cheeks. When she awoke this morning, that warmth had left her...she had been turned. It was what she always wanted, but not like this...not with her savior gone and her life with him. Another hot tear fell from her intriguing eyes as she stood and dressed, a hunger in her belly that seemed to never be sated.
Walking out the door into the frozen winter air, the girl with the silver eyes breathed a sigh of relief; the winter air was far too cold to let her fiery tears fall. She walked down the street in nothing but a long red corset dress; she had no need for a coat. The frigid air around her felt like a warm summer day compared to her skin; she didn't mind the cold. Her breath was too cold to crystallize in the air before her and she didn't even notice the dark man following her as she walked towards the club four blocks from her unsympathetic apartment.
She walked through the door before the man could call her name and nudged close to the nearest mortal with a sober pulse.
She flirted and seduced until the young man followed her to the back room, where she laid him on the couch and pet his soft hair and kissed his sweet lips. As she smiled, he gasped in horror as he realized what was in store for him. Before he could scramble up and run out the door, the girl with the silver eyes had pinned him down with immense strength and drank his blood. With his last breath, she kissed him, cutting his lip and draining the last of his rich warm blood from his luscious lips. She kissed him one last time on the forehead, leaving a bloody smear behind as she walked calmly and silently from the room. Sated for the moment, the girl with the silver eyes sat in the corner and watched the intoxicated humans seduce each other. When the dark man came and sat beside her, she didn't even flinch, she simply moved closer to him and let him wrap his arms around her. She stared lovingly into his crimson eyes and kissed his sweet, fiery lips—such a contrast to her own. She pressed her form into his strong body and deepened the kiss as he sucked on the wounded lip she had bitten earlier, nervous about her first meal. The blood seeped from the wound into his waiting, wanting mouth. He pulled her onto his lap and held her tight against his chest, running his hands through her pale hair and while she inhaled his stale, undead, hot breath into her frozen lungs. In turn, she caressed his scalding face with her frozen hands, cooling his fevered, sweating brow.
He broke the kiss first; asking the girl with the silver eyes how she managed to live. She smiled, showing her ice white fangs and pulled him out of the club. Snagging a mortal away from her friends, they fed and talked over steaming blood. Leaving the girl's almost dead body in the alley, they strolled back to the girl with the silver eyes' apartment. She smiled as she let herself and her lover in, pulling him to her bed for the night.
They moaned in time with each other, her cold body soothing his fevered one. He entered her slowly at first, not wanting to cause too much pain to his beautiful virgin ice princess. She yelped in pain as his length slid completely into her but let out a moan as he kept pumping, slowly gaining speed. She wrapped her small, fragile hands around the back of his neck, pulling him close to kiss his fiery lips. They made love for a long time, nipping and sucking on each other wherever they could find the flesh to do so. They fell in love then and there, making love in their passionate embrace. When neither could hold out any longer, he collapsed beside her; his crimson eyes closing, he held her lovingly as they fell asleep...
"Angel, no more tears..." said the man with the crimson eyes.
"Never again Luc," Angel said as she drifted to sleep in her lover's arms.