Dark Beauty | By : rileycharlotte Category: S through Z > Van Helsing Views: 6485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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And here we are with another one… what will happen? Oh I
have no idea! Will I spell everything wrong? Will you flame me? The suspense
kills, man… it kills…
Disclaimer: After knocking three lawyers out with my bare
hands, I triple somersaulted into the movie vault only to find that there was a
cute little kitty in there. So I took the kitty home instead of getting the
rights to this film. So sue me.
Proceed with Caution: Bad grammar, spelling, and other such
ahead! Also there is a little steamy bit of Dracy/Anna … after the party… rawr…
(As for the yaoi… I will save it foxt cxt chapter)
The mirror remained like untouched water, free of movement,
despite the girl who sat right in front of it, brushing the chestnut locks of
her hair, humming softly, the songs played for the ball all rolled into one
melody in her head.
Strange how content she was to sit there when she had this
deeply rooted urge to do something. Something important that she had meant to
do in a dream and never finished.
She had been feeling that a lot lately, or at least as far
back as she could remember. When she made love to Dracula the first time. That
first night of her life had been the epitome of her existence. Before then, she
only saw vague shadows of a life laid to waste by the compelling touch of her
lover.
Still, it would have been nice to remember something before
that night. Then maybe she could be sure there wasn’t something she had to do.
“Darling, did you enjoy your first party?” cold hands pressed
onto her neck and for a moment she was frightened. Then she caught the subtle
grain of the voice and knew who it was.
“Dracula, you startled me! And for that… you shall have to be
punished…” she dropped the brush and through her arms around the prince,
gnawing gingerly at his collar bone.
“Don’t yet draw blood, my dear,” he moaned, petting the
girl’s silky hair to soothe her fiery passion.
“What not?” she grinned, lovingly stroking his cheek.
“Because you haven’t released the eggs yet,” a shrill speaker
chimed in.
Anna looked over the shoulder of her lover to spy a young
woman with reddish blonde hair, pretty in more of a much used rag doll way than
Anna’s fresh splendor.
“Anna, sweetie, don’t tell me that Dracula hasn’t told you,”
her little pink lips curled sickeningly upwards as though forced.
“Told me what?” the newly created vampire’s voice was firm
and unforgiving as she stood and walked towards the girl.
“You have to lay the eggs first Anna,” her voice was ice
cold, her gaze meant to kill.
“And who are you to tell me this?” the princess returned, her
own fire starting up as she neared the other vampire woman.
“Aleera, your competition I suppose. The only other bride
left, thanks to that slaying bastard,” she shrieked the last part, closing in
on Anna.
“You don’t look like very good competition to me,” snarled
the princess. “You look like a spoiled whore.”
“Ladies, please,” Dracula got between them, preventing Aleera’s
hand from striking across Anna’s cheek. “Aleera, you have other duties. You
know my obligation to Anna…”
“Obligation?” she sneered, grabbing his collar and leering in
his face.
“YES!” the man’s jaws stretched like a snake’s his fangs
extending as his eyes grew ice blue.
She cowered slightly, but didn’t loose the glaze of defiance
coating her eyes.
“Better be careful how much you… obligate yourself towards
your cause,” she murmured for his ears only as she sashayed out of the room.
“You wouldn’t want to fall in love with it. It would be a real shame,” she
sighed and walked out the doorway, then poked her head back in as though an
afterthought “after you’ve already failed to kill Anna Valerious to suddenly
find yourself in love with the bitch.”
Briefly,consconsidered chasing her down and making her take
that statement back. The beating of her inhuman heart was starting to twitter
in a way that he wanted to crush these days.
“Dracula, dearest, what was that all about?” Anna leaned
against a bedpost, her hair streaming in waves that caressed the curves of her
body, almost visible beneath the white nightdress she wore. “Something tells me
she had nothing to do with this egg business, and the greasy little whore just
wanted a chance to taunt me.”
“She has rights to me too, you know. I hate to admit… she did
have a point,” he had to look away from her. The moonlight had lit through her
gown completely and he felt himself grow restless with lust.
“Do you think I care if she is a wife of yoursnot!not! She is
a vile thing. I will make her suffer,” Anna clenched her fists and scowled,
contorting her angelic face with intensity.
“Later,” it was the scowl that got him. He couldn’t resist a
feisty maiden; she needed a good fucking to keep her down. “Now we play, my
love.”
“One question first.”
The vampire narrowed his eyes, but
nodded in agreement.
“Will I really have to lay eggs?”
He smiledrklyrkly, placing a hand on her slim waist.
“Eventually. But you will know when you need to, when you’re
pregnant. You can’t catch it the first time, you know,” he captured her lips,
pushing her head against the pole, nearly driving his tongue down her throat.
She mewled in response, her fingers running upward, combing
out his hair.
All too soon she broke the kiss.
“You’re being too gentle,” she growled, her brown eyes
boiling with desire. Anna wrapped her legs around the back of the vampire’s.
“It is not my first time.”
The invitation was so enticing he grabbed her bottom lip as
she finished talking, running a greedy fang back and forth across it with a mad
pace. At the same time, he tore her skirt from the waistband, tossing it aside
as he clenched the insides of her milky thighs, hoisting her up. The further up
she went, the lower his mouth traveled, until he has nibbled and cleaned up
several small wounds on the way to her bodice. Sharp fangs sliced the strings
of the garment, and soon the girl’s bosoms were adorned with red splotches,
erotically scattered. Yet he kept on going lower.
Past a succulent stomach all the way down to the curled hair,
and then beyond. Her thick moans rolled over him, threading through the veins
in his ears. What music.
Anna enjoyed this thoroughly, but, at the same time, felt she
should be playing back with an equal fervor. So, she moved her right hand from
Dracula’s left shoulder to his right and pulled herself to the side until she
was leaning precariously to the right. In one more spin and flip she had turned
herself upside down, her legs wrapped boa-like around the man’s neck, pressing
his tongue further into her.
She wreathed in pleasure, splitting open her lover’s pants
and releasing the man’s throbbing erection. The air hitting him as his pants
clattered to the floor made him hiss and cease his ministrations for an
instant. Then he began them once more with even more intense vigor.
The count held the woman round the waist, and she held onto
his as they both pleasured each other into a blood-splattered cloud of bliss.
Anna didn’t mess around, she took immediately to sucking on the head, swirling
her tongue around and around in the same mad rhythm that Dracula teased her
little nub, sticking up into the hole as far as he dared. Tasting each other’s
fluids and mingling them with fang born blood droplets only fueled their
passion.
Dracula went absolutely mad with the fire building up in him
as he tormented and was tormented. It was almost too much to bear, he immersed
his mouth in the girl’s flesh, every moan she made echoed through her mouth,
the vibrations adding to the suction of his own organ. He found himself walking
up the bedpost and onto the ceiling, until his feet hooked onto the chandelier
and he fell backwards.
The movement caused both of
them to stick single fangs up slits. Their twin cries of prickling flashes of
anguish twisted with a seraphim serenity until they were one potent emotion
deep enough to drown in. Dracula’s orgasm released blood tainted seed into an
open mouth and was swallowed as though it possessed healing properties, while
Anna’s yielded a bit of blood and clear juice.
After the effects faded away, the two vampires hung as they
did, spent and mystified at the force of their play, the sheer magnitude of it
was enough to kill a human.
“Now let’s get to work on those eggs…” Dracula breathed into
her, giving her chills.
He righted her with incredible speed and they fell into the
large bed for a second round.
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Woot! That’s a finished fourth chapter! And more straight
porn… rather pointless it seems, but… Anna needs the eggs for the plot and… the
position displayed was something I thought up a long time ago and I thought I’d
try it out… originally I’d planned it to be with two dudes, but… well, it
worked for a mixed gender couple too… I don’t plan on stopping this ficcy… I
actually have a really long-standing, complex, and hard to explain plot in
mind… you’ll like it, I think… and next chapy comes the yaoi! WOOT! So… if you
are in it for the yaoi be happy, and if you are in it for the straight… read it
anyway it has important plot stuff… you can skip the dirty stuff… *rawr* … k…
well… I gotta write it then… bye!
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