|Vampire: Descent from HumanityAscent to Godhood?
Author: Jongluer PM
Chronicles of my Vampire fics, starting with the sweetest of embraces and moving forward, Vampires are truly an interesting bunch and they wrestle wiht so much, are the kings among men, or are the leeches on the world? Only time can tell...Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,347 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-19-05 - id: 1839002
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The Sweetest Embrace
It's the best gift a person can give you, well they're not really people at that point, and it's always the same, through the centuries they've always given the gift the same way, through the sweetest of all embraces.
It starts on a dark night, you might notice that the shadows are longer this night, darker, and the light is almost choked out by something, but you pay no attention to it, there is only one thing on your mind and it doesn't involve observing the world, it's about its inhabitants. Normally, someone introduces you to someone they refer to as a "night owl" or a "lady of the night" you probably think that the person is an insomniac, or at least that is what you tell yourself when you notice the sallow skin that almost seems at home in the dim lighting of the night club.
Within little time they have you where they want you. In a bed, caught between the sheets, murmuring to you so gently, meanwhile they normally are not. It starts as something very little, they seem preoccupied, out of it, it is quite bothersome to see them almost watching you for something, waiting, you become frustrated but before you can do it, you lose yourself in the moment. That glorious moment you were searching for that night, oh if you only knew how such thoughts can set such events in motion.
As you revel in those few seconds, most likely letting out a low pleasure filled groan, they bestow upon you the gift, which is also a curse. Normally they flip you over, and get truly close, you wonder why they are getting so hot after the moment, but shrug it off still caught up by the pleasure of it all, they whisper something in your ear as they nuzzle your neck searching for the spot, the whisper is lost by you as they pierce the skin. Your last moment left alive is spent wondering what you're doing with such a person, then it all goes black.
It takes you a long time to come to grips with it all, you know what you are, you're not a person, you're more than that, you have the gift, or perhaps the curse, depends upon how you look at it, all you know is that now you're one of those people, that person who can give out the most precious gift, better than virginity, oh yes…
It truly is the sweetest of embraces…