Sensual Seductions
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Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,715
Reviews:
3
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.
Club
Okay, I was rummaging around on one of my hard drives and found this little story sitting by itself all alone with no one to read. Albeit that it's only the first chapter but hopefully I'll get this one rolling along. Here's the discussion page: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php?showtopic=13910
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He wasn't much of a clubber and having a couple friends that did, didn't help him much in that case since most of the time he's spent with them AT the club wasn't one he dared to repeat. It wasn't the drinking that he had a problem with, it was the dancing with a partner part that really puts him on edge. If he was listening to a song and learned the lyrics and melody within half an hour, then there wasn't a problem singing since he had acquired it growing up. Dancing on the other hand, wasn't something that he can boast about even if he can sway to and from with a beat. So, here he was at the bar with his cup of Corona looking at the dance floor where his friends were busy dancing away with the first prettiest thing on two legs.
He couldn't help but look on in horror as his two friends dodged the dancing bodies towards his direction with three giggling girls tailing behind them. Schooling his face as much as he could, he took one more look at the girls as his friends approached him.
"'Sup B!" Greeted Randy.
"Yo." was all he could reply back. Man, those girls look like sticks with cloths on, he thought to himself when they were in front of him. That's when he saw Taylor grab the hands of the brunette. Randy, catching onto the idea, quickly grabbed onto the blond, leaving the red head.
"Maro," Taylor called out over the booming of the bass. "This is Jen." He continued motioning to the brunette. Randy followed suit and introduced the blond head, Dawn, and the red head, Rulett. Then they quickly excused themselves and pulled their giggling partners back onto the dance floor. That left him with Rulett.
"Well, Rulett," Maro said with a half smile. "I'd rather stay here and enjoy my alcoholic beverage. If you want to find someone else to dance with, don't hold back on my account." He continued honestly.
Rulett gave him a smile and with a quiet 'thank you' turned and walked right up to a young man at the edge of the dancing crowd. The young man was waiting for her as he confirmed it with a bright smile and a big hug. Sighing, Maro tipped his cup again only to find it empty. The night had only just started and he was already on his fifth glass. Shaking his head, he turned around to go back to the bar. With it replenished Maro turned around and leaned against the bar, tipping his head back to take the first gulp of his new beverage. A freezing chill ran down the middle of his back as Maro's body froze.
Oh no, he thought, not THIS again. His eyes scanned the crowd around him and found nothing out of the ordinary. He scanned the dancing crowd and found nothing else out of the ordinary. Then he scanned the VIP floor. His eyes caught onto a young woman's when he felt the chill again. Great. This is just wonderful. This has happened before and since he came from a family with high sensibility towards the strange and supernatural, it wasn't surprising that those strange and supernatural went clubbing once in a blue moon.
Just as Maro blinked, the woman over looking the balcony was gone. {Out. NOW!} Maro's better thinking brain cells yelled at him and just when he was half way to the exit closest to him, he felt a thud on his chest as he was pressed flush against the wall that seem to have appeared out of no where. {Oh shit!} Which ever one that grabbed him first (if there was one there, there was bound to be more) made sure that in his panic filled mind he was close to the walls. {I'm done for!}
[Well, aren't you in a hurry.] The statement emptied Maro's frantic assessment as those words caressed his thoughts. A cool breeze was uttered against his neck followed by the cold trail of a wet tongue. Shit! A vampire. It was a vampire that had him pinned to the wall. Maro felt the voice in his head chuckle as the tongue repeated the process of accosting his neck. [Indeed. You are in a pinch.] The 'pinch' changed to down right 'dead' when he felt the crotch that was steadily firming push against his leather clad ass. It was a MALE vampire. He is so dead.
{Hell no. No-no-no-no-no-no-no!} Not only did this blood sucking perp want his blood but his ass too! He wasn't gay and he doesn't even swing that way! He didn't want a hot dog in his bun!
"You sure have a strange way of words." The laughter behind those words brought Maro back to saving his own ass before he was sucked and fucked over.
"P-Please. Let me go." Of course this wasn't going to work, but Maro had to try something! He squawked in humiliated misery as the vampire behind him moaned against his neck and thrust against his buttocks. [Oh yeah. That's it. Beg me.] He only made it worse!
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He wasn't much of a clubber and having a couple friends that did, didn't help him much in that case since most of the time he's spent with them AT the club wasn't one he dared to repeat. It wasn't the drinking that he had a problem with, it was the dancing with a partner part that really puts him on edge. If he was listening to a song and learned the lyrics and melody within half an hour, then there wasn't a problem singing since he had acquired it growing up. Dancing on the other hand, wasn't something that he can boast about even if he can sway to and from with a beat. So, here he was at the bar with his cup of Corona looking at the dance floor where his friends were busy dancing away with the first prettiest thing on two legs.
He couldn't help but look on in horror as his two friends dodged the dancing bodies towards his direction with three giggling girls tailing behind them. Schooling his face as much as he could, he took one more look at the girls as his friends approached him.
"'Sup B!" Greeted Randy.
"Yo." was all he could reply back. Man, those girls look like sticks with cloths on, he thought to himself when they were in front of him. That's when he saw Taylor grab the hands of the brunette. Randy, catching onto the idea, quickly grabbed onto the blond, leaving the red head.
"Maro," Taylor called out over the booming of the bass. "This is Jen." He continued motioning to the brunette. Randy followed suit and introduced the blond head, Dawn, and the red head, Rulett. Then they quickly excused themselves and pulled their giggling partners back onto the dance floor. That left him with Rulett.
"Well, Rulett," Maro said with a half smile. "I'd rather stay here and enjoy my alcoholic beverage. If you want to find someone else to dance with, don't hold back on my account." He continued honestly.
Rulett gave him a smile and with a quiet 'thank you' turned and walked right up to a young man at the edge of the dancing crowd. The young man was waiting for her as he confirmed it with a bright smile and a big hug. Sighing, Maro tipped his cup again only to find it empty. The night had only just started and he was already on his fifth glass. Shaking his head, he turned around to go back to the bar. With it replenished Maro turned around and leaned against the bar, tipping his head back to take the first gulp of his new beverage. A freezing chill ran down the middle of his back as Maro's body froze.
Oh no, he thought, not THIS again. His eyes scanned the crowd around him and found nothing out of the ordinary. He scanned the dancing crowd and found nothing else out of the ordinary. Then he scanned the VIP floor. His eyes caught onto a young woman's when he felt the chill again. Great. This is just wonderful. This has happened before and since he came from a family with high sensibility towards the strange and supernatural, it wasn't surprising that those strange and supernatural went clubbing once in a blue moon.
Just as Maro blinked, the woman over looking the balcony was gone. {Out. NOW!} Maro's better thinking brain cells yelled at him and just when he was half way to the exit closest to him, he felt a thud on his chest as he was pressed flush against the wall that seem to have appeared out of no where. {Oh shit!} Which ever one that grabbed him first (if there was one there, there was bound to be more) made sure that in his panic filled mind he was close to the walls. {I'm done for!}
[Well, aren't you in a hurry.] The statement emptied Maro's frantic assessment as those words caressed his thoughts. A cool breeze was uttered against his neck followed by the cold trail of a wet tongue. Shit! A vampire. It was a vampire that had him pinned to the wall. Maro felt the voice in his head chuckle as the tongue repeated the process of accosting his neck. [Indeed. You are in a pinch.] The 'pinch' changed to down right 'dead' when he felt the crotch that was steadily firming push against his leather clad ass. It was a MALE vampire. He is so dead.
{Hell no. No-no-no-no-no-no-no!} Not only did this blood sucking perp want his blood but his ass too! He wasn't gay and he doesn't even swing that way! He didn't want a hot dog in his bun!
"You sure have a strange way of words." The laughter behind those words brought Maro back to saving his own ass before he was sucked and fucked over.
"P-Please. Let me go." Of course this wasn't going to work, but Maro had to try something! He squawked in humiliated misery as the vampire behind him moaned against his neck and thrust against his buttocks. [Oh yeah. That's it. Beg me.] He only made it worse!