What A Perv

The music was blaring, intoxicating, and blocking out all other senses even with my paranormal design. I was sitting at the bar studying my surroundings looking for the perfect prey. I watched as waves and waves of people came in and out so absorbed in their own drama and lives to ever wonder what my foul motives were. My eyes then became bored of those that were migrating to and fro and my attention wandered to the dance floor. I chuckled to myself observing the latest fashions of the so-called occult followers of the time. They were undeniably campy and yet wonderfully delicious to the eye. With their flashy, plastic and leather changing colors with the light show above them as they swayed to the bass of the fast passed drowning music as if they were all in a sea of ecstasy. I suppose that’s why they call this type of music trance? Yes it seems a fit full name for such a drug in the form of sound. Suddenly I saw him, my prey. He was within a group of men and women swaying close together, I could make out his slender features, very feminine and lithe and yet built and undoubtedly strong. He body movements mesmerized me as if he somehow was a part of the music itself. And his hair, oh what a beautiful mane of dark hair delicately flowing about his form. I could easily see this man had a very magnetic personality and he smile I could see clearly from my spot far from where he was currently dancing. One of his arms was around a beautiful young specimen of female who I could clearly see was too young to be in such a club, her hands in turn were running up and down his black nylon shirt and her fingers entangled in various bands tying the see through piece of cloth to his figure. I had to make my move. I slowly got up to maneuver my way through the writhing sea of bodies. Finally I found myself behind him tempted to run my hands through his hair without a second thought. I got my emotions to settle down and I decided to take a more seductive attempt. Gently I placed my pale hand upon his shoulder and bent my head to whisper into his ear in a low yet luxurious French tinted accent, “ Why do you waste your time with those too foolish and young to value your exquisiteness.” He turned around, a bit started by my closeness. I could see the surprise in his face when he looked upon my own. I then saw my immaculate face within his dark brown eyes. I chuckled to myself thinking, if he didn’t know any better he would have probably though he was looking upon the face of an angel. He seemed at a loss of words so I spoke one again reaching my hand up to touch his cheek. “Please I must be given the privilege of dancing with you.” He lifted his hand to touch my own, and looked as if he were in a daze, a typical reaction to my appearance. Before he was able to orient himself I whisked him to a less crowded area of the dance floor. His date was left baffled at finding him missing from his spot and frowned reluctantly when she could not spot him in the mass. Meanwhile, my new prey was flowing even more in tuned with the music then before, our bodies tight together, moving in an identical rhythm. Oh his whole being filled me with such lust and it seemed it was the same with him. Our bodies so close together with fabric brushing together, it was just so beautiful. He became braver as he began running his hands over my body, over my broad chest, that was almost as muscular as his if not more. I seemed thinner than he but then I was a bit taller. His eyes seemed to become braver as well as he began shamelessly roaming over my nether features. I laughed to myself knowing my choice of pants left little for the imagination. He looked up at me as if he could hear me laughing and began blushing when I grinned with a knowing smile. He knew I had caught him, but I was not going to punish him, instead, I took his head in my hands and brought his tempting lips to mine in a rough kiss. He pulled back at once blushing at the sudden attack but with a coaxing smile I brought him back to my lips for a more sensuous kiss. I could feel his lips quiver on mine as I gently pushed them apart with my tongue. Oh delicious! His mouth tasted of honey and sweets. My tongue hungrily probed his mouth before melding with his own. He broke the kiss panting slightly and blushing worse then ever. I knew it was time to move further. I urged him towards a more secluded part of the club to a dimly lit booth. I sat close to him with my hand now at his waist. When I gestured towards the bar asking if he would like a drink. He nodded nervously which made me laugh out loud, such a man built, as he seemed positively hilarious with such a timid look on his face.

“Please relax, you have no need to be nervous in my presence.” I said assuring him in my most persuasive voice. Hah, sowing the same lie I always have. He looked up at me with timid trust in his eyes and I felt his body relax underneath my grasp. I brought myself closer to kiss his exposed neck. ‘That’s better.” I said as I spotted a waitress coming towards us.

“What can I get you too love birds” She said with a big overly chipper grin.

I looked over at my prey to see him blushing once again, stuttering that they had just met as if he was trying to deny his emotions. I chuckled.

“I’m sorry that my partner is so timid when expressing his feeling, maybe he needs something to loosen him up, how bout it?” I said, half to the waitress and half to him as I gave him another seductive look.

“ OH! I know the perfect drink for him, I’ll be back in a sec, oh wait, would you like something sir?”

“Oh yes a Fallen Angel please.”

“Alrighty, I’ll be right back!”

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I shivered unconsciously as the chirpy waitress left their table. The sight of that level of happiness had always had that impression on me. But my thoughts were disturbed when my prey moved in his spot beside me. I turned to him to see an uncomfortable look on his face.

“What’s wrong my dear? Don’t you find my presence-” I placed my hand over the crotch of his pants where a bulge had begun to grow, “ – pleasing?” I finished with a crafty smile as I nudged myself closer to him bringing my lips for a highly anticipated kiss. Addictive. My tongue fed on his bottom lips as his tongue savored the taste of mine. Passion erupted inside my body sending shock waves down my spine, I could sense I was having the same affect on him, for his breath began to labor as we kissed more passionately. My hand still at his crotch could easily feel the member beneath growing harder. Carefully I moved my hand to the waist of his tight but very flexible vinyl pants and slipped my hand beneath them.

“Ah-!” he let out a soft panting cry as my hand wrapped around his hard member caressing it tenderly. I had him, he softened as my grip softened and turned into gentle stroking. I could feel my primal instinct in me grow, my eyes began to burn that comforting glow of heat and I knew at that moment they were glowing a bright red. I would have to take him soon.

My lips traveled to his neck where I gently brushed a few long strands of chocolate brown hair out of the way. I let out a soft growl that my prey could have never heard over his labored breath and light moans and my hand began to work more vigorously. I could see his blood coursing under his skin like tiny streams of liquid pleasure. I needed it. My fangs had begun to grow to their actual size, a half an inch, smaller than average. But as they say, “it’s not the size that counts; it’s how you use it.”

My teeth were millimeters away from breaking the tender skin flesh of his neck as well as his awaiting orgasm when my anticipating thoughts were broken by a loud annoying giggle followed by, “Boy, boys be have yourselves. Your drinks are ready.” I looked up at her with a glare just as my eyes faded back to their usual icy violet tone. She is defiantly testing my patients, I will have to deal with her soon if she keeps interrupting me; I thought to myself.

My prey seemed relieved at her presence but a look of worry spread across his face as she handed him his drink. An odd colored drink in a small double old fashioned. She then handed my drink which I intended to let sit there for the rest of the night. I looked back at my preys drink, then up at the waitress. She gave me an overly crafty wink and left. My prey looked intimidated by the odd mixture. “ You don’t drink much do you?” I asked him calmly as I lifted the drink to examine it. A heavy whiff of alcohol hit my nostrils and I was forced to keep from wincing as I set it back down. That bitch was loaded.

“N-no I don’t drink much honestly.” I looked at him with a warm smile, “ Well there’s a first time for everything now isn’t there.” He blushed as he picked up the glass hastily and took a long sip. He set it down shaking his head trying to hide his wincing face. I laughed, “ You’ll get used to it by the end of the night.” And by the end of the night he did, he actually had 4 more and was giggling like a little schoolgirl as I cooed into his ear.

He loosened up quite a bit, and I realized what a sexy one I had on my hands, every movement he made sent chills through me. I had better take him soon or I might take him here in front of everyone, I thought through clenched teeth as he smothered my neck in drunken kisses one of his legs nestled between mine, his knee nudging against my own throbbing hardness.

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