Nachtgestalts - Sweet Company

I'd just like to say that although my pen-name is Sera and I am a female, that the Sera depicted here is very much a male, and not based upon me.

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He woke just after the street lamps had been turned on, casting their eerie glow upon the sidewalks and the party goers who were dressed to the nines.

Giving a light yawn he removed himself from the bed and used his fingers to brush out the silken locks of his hair, pushing them into place until it looked almost perfect again. After this he dressed, including his blazer and jacket, slipping on his shoes and leaving the room after making the bed.

Tonight he would go home and retrieve some of his belongings, some clothes and books and other such things that he would need in his time spent here. In a way it felt like he was on a vacation.

He made his way down the stairs, passing the young ones and sparing a dry look in their direction, irritating as they were he would not say anything. With a sigh of breath he opened the doors and exited, closing them softly behind him as he made his way back to his own home on the outskirts. His movements were quick, another gift he had attained through age, and within 30 minutes he was back inside of the house, a large suitcase in hand and carrying it as if it were nothing.

He placed it inside of his room, changed to something more suited for a night out; A black silk shirt which was loose on his form and let a considerable amount of neck and collar bone show, and a pair of white jeans which hugged his figure.

Sera returned downstairs after that, leaving again in a quiet shift of movement toward a small, classy night club and bar that he often frequented in the quieter part of town, away from the drunken teens and young people who went out to get drunk and fucked in bushes. He wasn't in the mood for that this eve, no, he wanted something classy.

Sera was mildly aware of the fact that he had been followed by his gracious host, but as his walk continued his mind drifted to other things and the distance of the other male made it so that even though subconsciously he knew he was there, Sera did not think of him at all.

He came to a stop outside of a classy looking bar with cursive script lighting spelling out the word 'Ciel'. The windows were large but they were one way glass, passers by only able to see their reflections while the revelers could see all that was going on outside, if they wished.

Sera made his way in, paying at the door where a desk stood just inside of a small lobby area before disappearing into the double swinging doors just to one side. The room was filled with all kinds of chatter, smooth music playing in the background and people dressed elegantly as opposed to trashy.

The silver haired vampire made his way over to the bar and sat, ordering himself a rich red wine to sip on for effect. he didn't need it of course, and if he had too much it disagreed with him even though he was old but it would be strange of him to come to such a place and not have a drink in hand.

It wasn't long before a curvy woman sat at his side, ordering her own wine and sending him a side ward glance. Her eyes were a pale green, outlined in complementing shades of brown, her hair a lush strawberry blond falling in waves over her delicate shoulders. Her dress was black satin, fitted at the waist but flaring out as it neared her knees where it cut off to show just the right amount of calve and ankle. Her slender feet clad in strapped stiletto heeled shoes, held on by ribbons tied around her ankles.

They started to talk, holding conversation well and for once Sera wasn't utterly bored by the lack of human knowledge. It seemed this woman was quite well educated.

The night wore on and at around 2am when the bar closed he offered Cher, the woman, his arm and they took a leisurely stroll back to the house in which he was a guest. He told her that it was a hotel of sorts, but quite select in the guests that would be staying there.

After they arrived it didn't take long for Sera to have her in his room, the door closed and the woman laying prone on the bed, fully clothed though that made it all the more charming as he crawled over her figure and leaned down to press a kiss to her jaw.

Sera was grazing his lips along her cheek now, caressing her soft skin with them and not caring if anyone were to find them in such a position, in a way he wished he left the door open, it was so wonderful to have the thrill of being caught, of being watched, looming over one's shoulder. But alas he had closed it to make the human feel more at ease, oh well.

She arched beneath him and the silver haired vampire couldn't help but let a bold smile grace his lips, his hand sliding down her side and coming to rest on her hip as his other gently pulled a strap down and off of her shoulder, exposing only a slight bit more skin as his lips followed the trail his finger made.

The small shivers that the woman was emitting were spurring him on, the scent of her blood so close and yet he would not bite her, not yet. He pulled back and looked down upon her as he pulled the strap upon her other shoulder down, slipping the tips of his fingers underneath the neckline of her satin dress and letting them gently glide across the upper curve of her breasts, just enough to tease, not enough to satisfy.

He could feel himself becoming aroused now, and could tell by the very real and dainty flush on her features that she too was turned on by his actions, and they hadn't even done anything!

Leaning down again he pressed a short kiss to the corner of her mouth, refusing to kiss her fully because of his own set of rules when it came to things like this he again let his lips send a trail of butterfly kisses over her jaw and down her neck to her collar bones, where he stopped to lick and suck on the delicate bones.

By now Sera's body was pressed to hers, the hand that had been on her hip was up and underneath her dress, fingers pressed against the warm and now rather moist panties that she was sporting underneath, lace as it were, quite lovely.

Not only could he smell her blood but now he could also smell the distinct scent of her sex, intoxicating him with the need to make her his.

Sera's erection was hard and painful in the tight jeans, his expression no longer passive and blank but holding the soft frown of need as he slowly used his hand to pull her legs apart, pressing his clothed cock against her groin and moving his hips in slow, languid motions. Both hands now working on the clasps of her lace bra as his teeth pulled the top of her dress down enough to expose the lace covered breasts, heaving with each breath she was taking.

The bra came undone and with a satisfied sigh he leaned back and slipped it from her shapely bust, her nipples already hardened from the foreplay so far. He cupped one firm tit in his hand and leaned down scraping his teeth over the mound of flesh and gaining a pleased groan from the strawberry haired female. His other hand slipped down to grasp her thigh, pulling it to wrap around his hip as he continued to rock against her, feeling his own underwear becoming damp from the pre-cum which was starting to collect at the tip of his shaft.

It was as if he were in a daze, seeming completely composed even in such a situation and yet seeming human enough to at least show an expression of mild need. He was indeed getting off on these activities and his blood-lust was becoming as impatient as his cock.

Nipping at the peak of a nipple as he groped her opposing bosom Sera let her gasps and pants wash over him, her hands lifted to slip beneath his silk shirt and scrap her nails along his spine, leaving angry red lines although he hardly noticed. The garment pushed up to expose the skin of his torso up to the mid point of his shoulder-blades, where then the black fabric covered the back of his neck and his arms down to his working hands.

Using the hand which had guided her leg around him he groped her rear for a moment before slipping his fingers underneath the hem of her panties a pulling, yanking them down enough to expose her without compromising their position, and yet he was still fully clothed, completely in control of himself and the situation at hand. *“Dites-moi que vous me voulez.” He purred against her flesh as he pressed his face to her cleavage the whisper becoming muffled but still audible.

She seemed to like that, sending out a shuddered pant and a *“Oui, je vous veux. Faites avec moi ce que vous souhaitez.” in reply.

That was all the encouragement he needed and without any further prompting his index and middle fingers slid into her wet cunt. As she let out a loud moan and arched her form against him he leaned back and looked down upon her, with skin glistening in the evening light from the covering of perspiration that had come to being upon her flesh she looked delicious and Sera was done playing.

He leaned down, nipping and biting at her neck but not breaking the skin, seeming to change his mind at the last moment and as he shoved his fingers inside of her ever harder he sank his teeth into he left breast and began to drink, the smell of blood becoming strong enough to make even him dizzy as it mixed with the lust.

His fingers curled and as the woman gasped and started to claw at his back more violently, obviously fighting the lusty spell he had cast upon her, he forcefully scraped his nails against her inner walls, ripping her flesh and making her bleed from below, the precious red fluid seeping out onto the sheets lazily as most of her life-blood had already been consumed by his greedy lips.

He leaned back and licked his lips, pulled his fingers from within the womans body and lapped at them, licking the blood and feminine juices from the slender digits. He looked down upon the strawberry blond, his jeans tented as much as they would allow, painfully pressing against his erection which he was rather masterfully ignoring.

Her chest was rising and falling in slow, shallow waves and Sera's eyes lidded even more, watching the red trickles of blood dribbling from the wound on her breast, bright and lively in the room, full of the life that he was about to extinguish.

Leaning down he let the palm of his hand rest upon a pale cheek as he licked along the length of her jaw languidly, his hips still making idle and slow rocking motions though now as they pressed against her groin his jeans became smeared with blood, seeming to mark his erection as if to draw attention there though now there was no-one to see.

"It was nice." He purred thickly into the unconscious womans ear. "To taste the finer things in life once in a while." Then his teeth sank into her neck and he groaned as the arterial blood gushed into his mouth without any need to put any effort into sucking, and then Sera pulled away the moment her delicate human heart stopped beating.

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Uhm... I'm a bit embarrassed, this is my first heterosexual writing.

Translations:
*Say to me that you want me.
*Yes, I want you. Do with me what you wish.