I was taken with her from the very first moment I laid eyes on her. Long, silky black hair that reached almost to her slim waist and deep blue eyes, porcelain skin that shone gloriously, and red sensuous lips. An angelic face with a devil's smile. She was in a red sleeveless dress that hugged her curvy, perfectly proportioned body; she was flat out sexy as hell.
I had gone to this new club 'Inferno' that just opened more out of curiosity than anything else. It was a dimly lit place; the only light seemed to come from the red neon lights in the shape of flames covering the walls. The scents of cigarette smoke mixed with cologne and perfume and the sweat of the men and women going to great lengths to hide their various imperfections from each other. The music thrummed through my brain, making my head throb and giving me a headache. I could barely see the couples dimly outlined in the low light sitting at the tables lined up on the other side of the vast room, the bodies of the dancers out on the floor interfering with my view. It didn't matter; I wasn't really interested in looking anyway.
Usually I went out with my girlfriends Stacey and Tamika so we had mutual protection from any obnoxious guys, but I decided to go by myself tonight. A decision I was regretting, since I realized shortly after I arrived this didn't appear to be my kind of place. I had been there only a short time, but even five more minutes would be too long. At least no guys were hassling me. In fact, none had even so much as approached me, something I wasn't used to. I usually drew at least one or two, even somewhere like this.
I was getting ready to leave when I saw her looking over at me across the bar. Everything else ceased to exist at that moment. There were only the two of us gazing at each other. She smiled at me sexily, hungrily. The pace of my breathing quickened, as did my pulse.
What was happening to me? I'd never, ever been attracted to another woman. She gracefully stood and sauntered over to where I was sitting at the bar. She stood by my stool, smiling at me. I couldn't move. It wasn't like I made any effort to anyway. She had me and she knew it. "Hello," she said in a tantalizingly suggestive voice. Her voice was husky with desire and I sensed it immediately. Her soft English accent sent chills up my spine.
"Uh - oh - hi," I managed to stammer.
"I'm Lily," she offered, "What's your name, my beautiful young lady?"
"I - uh - Lakesha," I replied as my cheeks turned pink. I never thought of myself that way. I was good-looking, but beautiful? "My n-name is Lakesha Cooper."
She took my hand in hers. Her hand felt cool, almost cold, but her touch was electrifying. "Well, Lakesha, it's nice to meet you. Why don't we dance?"
I wanted to say no. Something was wrong with this whole thing. Instead, a 'yes' came out of my mouth before I even realized I spoke.
We went out onto to the floor, Lily leading me by the hand amongst the throng. A slow song played, and she turned and took me in her arms. We began slowly moving to the music, embracing each other. Her arms were cold too, but she seemed so warm and loving with every movement. I rested my head on her shoulder as the music echoed through my mind. This felt so good, like she was there just to hold me forever. It was like we were alone out there. The glitter balls cast thousands of sparkles around the room and Lily held me close, her other hand softly caressing my back.
"You're a very beautiful woman, dear," Lily purred in my ear. God that was doing things to me; I was giddy and warm, my desire growing with each passing moment.
"I especially love your wonderful coffee-colored skin," Lily continued as she looked into my eyes; they seemed endless like a deep sea of desire. "So smooth and soft, like the soft fur of a kitten. Mmmm, I like that. My own little brown kitten." I blushed again.
I don't really remember how long we danced, but suddenly it was over. Lily held me gently by the shoulders and said, "Did you enjoy that?"
"Y-yes."
"Why don't we get a booth? For some privacy."
"Uh - okay."
Lily led me to a booth off in the corner secluded from the others. I sat down and she sat next to me, cuddling close to me and putting her arm around my shoulder.
"Uh - um, look," I began, "I'm - I'm not - you know, a - a -."
"You're not a lesbian," Lily finished for me.
"No. I'm not."
"But you are attracted to me."
"No! I mean...well-you're pretty-but, I-uh, I mean-"
"Yes you are, Lakesha," she fairly purred and drew even closer to me. Her index finger traced the outline of my ear - oh God that felt so good. A waitress approached our table and I was relieved at the prospect of escape, but Lily waved her off and she walked away.
I tried again. "Really, I -"
"You are," she quietly insisted. Lily leaned in and gently kissed my lips. A thrill went through my entire body. I couldn't help it. Just her merest touch made me shiver.
"You don't understand what's happening to you, do you, my love?" she calmly questioned.
"N-no." I began to grow afraid.
"You're becoming mine," she answered with a knowing smile, "And you'll stay mine, my love. Forever."
"What do you m-mean?"
"Come to this address tomorrow night and I'll show you," she responded, pulling a piece of paper from her waistband and handing it to me. "Seven o'clock. I'll see you then."
She leaned over and gently kissed me again, sending another wave of pleasure through me, then rose and left the table. I watched her leave, fascinated. Whatever she was doing to me, I couldn't take my eyes off her until she was completely out of view. I strained my neck for one last glance. She was gone. I looked down at the paper. It was an address. 728 Hunter.
I stood up somewhat shakily and left. I don't know how exactly, but somehow I got home. When I got inside, I found that I still had the paper in my hand. I stood looking at it inside the door. Suddenly I decided to throw it away, but my hand wouldn't crumple it. I walked over to the table in the tiny dining area, and slowly put it down. I knew I wasn't going to throw it away. I knew I was going to her house tomorrow night.
I went right to bed. It was a long day and I was tired. I didn't even bother to put pajamas on; I just undressed and fell into the bed. I fell asleep right away. I dreamt of Lily all night long, sensuous crimson dreams of her holding me, kissing me, touching me. Dreams that made me feel so warm, so loved.
I went through the motions at work the next day, dazed and distracted the whole morning. I felt out of sync, like everything was hazy. Only Lily was real, nothing else.
I told Stacey I had to go home mid-afternoon and did. I began getting ready for my meeting - I couldn't bring myself to call it a 'date' - with Lily. It took a while, but I finally felt I looked acceptable in a slinky black dress I last wore for an old boyfriend, somehow wanting to look as sexy as possible for the new woman in my life. There was some small part of me trying to fight going, but it wasn't winning. I got in my car and drove to the house; I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel the entire time.
I arrived a little late, delayed by traffic. I parked and looked at the house. It was a normal house in an everyday neighborhood, a brick front with white painted shutters, flowered curtains hanging in the windows. I found myself surprised by the normalcy. The landscaping was spare but nice enough, the lawn neatly manicured and the forsythia bushes already blooming their yellow flowers. I could smell them as I walked up to the door; my hand reached for the doorbell and stopped. I stood like a bronze statue for several moments, then the door opened. Lily stood there, gorgeous and radiant. I looked at her with a nervous smile as I realized I was falling for her.
"Hello, Lakesha," she greeted me with a smile of her own, dazzling me. "Come in." I went in the door into the living room. It seemed to be a normal, everyday run-of-the-mill house. The room was tastefully decorated with country-style furniture in rose tones with dark green accents, without all the clutter that sort of décor seemed to generate. To my relief there were no little statues of farmers, cows, pigs or other farm animals anywhere. The only smell was a slightly musty odor, like an old book in the reference section of the library.
"Here," she said, indicating the sofa, "Have a seat, my love."
I sat on the edge, hands clasped in my lap.
"You don't need to be nervous, Lakesha, dear."
"I'm sorry," I blurted, "I'm - I'm just not sure what to expect. I don't even know what made me come here."
"I called you here."
"Wh-what does that mean?"
"I told you last night," Lily answered as she sat next to me, "You belong to me, my little kitten. For always." She leaned in and kissed me, as gently as she had the night before.
"Dinner can wait a bit, don't you think, love?" she asked.
"Uh - I - I suppose," I answered as my hands shook. The dining room table was bare anyway and I didn't smell anything cooking.
Lily placed her hand on top of mine. When she touched me, I became calmer, more relaxed. She leaned in and tenderly kissed me yet again. She stood up and reached her other hand out to mine. I stood up and took it. I gazed at our hands clasped together, then up at Lily. She smiled at me, a loving but predatory smile. I knew exactly what was going to happen.
Lily led me into the bedroom. She slipped the straps off my shoulders, first one, then the other, kissing them as she did so. "Have you ever been with another woman?" she asked quietly.
"N-no. I haven't."
"Don't be afraid, my little kitten. I'll be very gentle with you. I promise." She smiled a sultry smile and let the dress fall off me. She kissed my shoulders again, working her way down my body. I was in rapturous delight. Every touch from her chilly lips and fingers sent me into an orbit of pleasure. She took off my bra and began touching my breasts. I was in heaven as she kissed and licked my nipples over and over.
The next thing I knew we were in bed, both naked, Lily on top of me. She was kissing me all over and stroking me. Her hand found its way between my legs and I shuddered with her contact.
She worked her way back up my body, running her lips along my skin as she did. Her breasts appeared in front of me and she softly ordered, "Kiss them, my love."
I obeyed. Her skin was soft and flawless, like fine china. I kissed her again and again, enraptured as I made love to her body. I have no idea how much time passed, but then I found her kissing my neck. She sat up and smiled at me, and I saw her fangs. I understood now what she meant when she said I belonged to her.
She ran her fingernail in a straight line above her right breast, leaving a cut that trickled her luscious blood. I looked at it hungrily as it bled and licked my lips. Lily placed her hand behind my head, drawing me towards the cut. I did nothing to resist; I was thirsty and her beautiful red blood was just what I needed to satisfy it.
I licked the blood off her skin, put my mouth to the cut and began to drink, reveling in the delicious taste.
Lily pulled me away far too soon and kissed me again, a kiss I happily returned.
I smiled at her as we broke it and asked, "Am I a vampire now?"
"Not quite, my love," she said, "Now it's time for my dinner." She pushed back my hair, leaned down as I willingly turned my head, and bit my neck. I couldn't stand the insane jolt of delight. My world exploded in rainbow colors of ecstasy and I fainted.
I awoke to Lily lying beside me, smiling in contentment.
We lay on the bed, holding and stroking each other as we talked. Lily told me how her previous lover left her after almost two centuries; Lily became a vampire early in the nineteenth century and Elizabeth, who sired her, was her lover from the beginning.
"I miss her so sometimes," Lily admitted tearfully.
"Where is she now?"
"Somewhere in Europe. She hasn't kept in touch with me although I've tried."
"What happened?"
"I presume she grew tired of me. She left me almost ten years ago now. I begged her to stay but she wouldn't." Lily began to cry openly now, the tears running down her face.
"So I'm your choice out of desperation and loneliness?" I protested to my new lover.
Lily smiled through her tears as she reached out to me. "Oh no, not at all, my love. I've searched for the right lover for years till I found you, Lakesha. I knew you were the one as soon as I laid eyes on you. Elizabeth is in the past. Now I've found you, kitten. And we'll be together for eternity. I love you."
She meant every word, and I knew it. Besides, there was no way I could stay angry at my lovely sire. I couldn't deny how I felt.
"I love you too," I replied as I tenderly kissed her.
She got up and reached down for me; I took her hand and she led me to another bedroom. It was empty except for two coffins lying on the floor.
Lily led me to my resting place for eternity. She opened the lid; I climbed in and lay down. Lily leaned down and kissed me again. I pulled her to me to keep the kiss lingering as long as possible, feeling her beautiful fangs against my tongue. She reluctantly broke it and smiled down at me. "I know you're tired, my love. Rest. It's time to sleep," she said.
I smiled up at her, stroked her sleek black hair and replied, "Whatever you wish, love."
I closed my eyes as she closed the lid. I ran my tongue over my teeth and felt my new fangs. How I wished I could sleep in Lily's arms, but we had each other forever now; there would be time for all of that. I smiled again and slowly drifted off to sleep in my new home.
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