Vampires at nightclubs...( Editing )

Angelus was focused on two things blood and sex. The two could mix deliciously if the situation was perfect. The victim fresh of fear and horny anticipation, it was the perfect recipe for mind blowing animalistic sex. 1

He had been following her for months, her black hair twisted in crazy designs, cat eyes intense with emotion. That body, sleek and slender, she moved like a panther. Effortlessly. She was the perfect victim, or potential mate.Angelus wanted her, lusted after her...he was going to have her at any cost. The delicious black beauty's name was Dahlia after the actress Beth Short. However, Dahlia Louise Thomason had no ambition to be an actress she was a writer of graphic novels. 2

Angelus watched her from the rooftop, the building directly acrossed from hers had the perfect view of her apartment. Watching as she sat intensely writing, sitting perched on her office chair. He often wondered why she was facing the window...3

'He bit her neck, and as the crimson fluid passed through thin lips his manic mind twisted into another thought.' Her long fingers typed at a rapid speed. The incessent clicking drowning out thoughts of lonliness and sorrow. Dahlia sighed. Her career was going nowhere, after selling three best sellers, the public had lost interest in rippling muscles and vampire teeth. It disgusted her. She glanced up looking at the window, she noticed a shadowy figure across the way...her spine tingled and her loins quivered. Intense.4

He made up his mind to take her the very next night, masquerading as a human of course. She frequented a coffee house, and she'd be there most definately. Her schedule was painfully strict. His long fingers traced the picture of her chocolate skin and his lips twisted into a sick smile. 5

Angelus got up and crossed the room and went into the room that he had made up for the two of them. There on the bed lay a beautiful victorian nightgown that she would wear on the night they were to consumate. Angelus groaned as his member twitched, he thoughtfully rubbed it aching for a release. He hadn't fed in several hours so it was impossible...it was his mind playing dirty tricks. 6

" Tomorrow my love" He breathed. He crawled onto the bed and laid down to sleep away the dawn and day.7

" Percy, I have a show to do tonight. At Java the hut. Yes. No. Uh huh. Ok. See you then." Dahlia slammed down the phone and exhaled annoyed at her handler. He didn't understand that she liked doing shows for free, she had enough money...but he wanted her to do another best seller. Dahlia's new thing was poetry, it wasn't sappy, but it was angsty; a different angle from her usual. The crowd at Java seemed to be growing every time she made an apperance so she was content. She got up and went to the shower, tying up her braids into a big bun she undressed and got under the warm rain shower.8

She enjoyed shower time, it was peaceful with her suds and the water. It cleared her head. Right now, she thought she needed a boyfriend. Dahlia was sexually frusturated. She needed sex and she needed it badly. Dahlia's last romance was to a guy named Rob. That should have been her first clue but she tried not to dwell. Instead Rob met the worst fates known to man her drabbles and books. Karma's a bitch she thought as she rinsed off and shut off the water valves.9

Grabbing a black towel she rubbed off the droplets and applied her make up. Then she chose a black ensemble for her stage performance.10

Sighing she headed out the door.11

At percisely 9:00 Dahlia's performance had begun. Angelus smiled as his Goddess graced the stage, she was flawless. As she spoke, He noticed her lips, how they curved and her teeth, perfectly white. Mmmm. He thought to himself. After three hard hitting poems and thunderous applause Dahlia sexily sauntered off the stage. Angelus rose and headed towards backstage.12

" You were wonderful tonight." He said quietly. Angelus was six two, one hundred and eighty pounds. Fit and devilishly handsome.13

Dahlia eyed him. "Thank you."14

" Can I buy you a drink?"15

Dahlia thought. He was cute, and these offers didn't come up very often. She nodded and grabbed her bag. They headed to the bar in the far left corner of the building.16

" What'll it be" Craig the burly bartender said.17

" Jim Bean" Angelus murmured.18

Craig had already made Dahlia's cosmo and slid it to the two.19

"On the house."20

Dahlia nodded turning back to the mischevious stranger. " So, who are you."21

" Angelus." He said matter of factly.22

" Hm. Interesting. Religious connotations." Dahlia played with the ring on her finger as she examined the stranger.23

" Yes. My parents were both huge history buffs."
They were of course now part of history. When he was sired he had killed his parents...it was a sort of ha ha in your face kind of thing. " You're a very talented writer Dahlia. I've read all of your work. It's beautiful and stoic, with just the right amount of horror." He hoped flattering her would get her into bed quicker.24

" Thank you." Dahlia smiled, her perfect white teeth curling into a genuine thank you. She was oddly turned on by this handsome man. She wanted him, he was dangerous and beautiful. She wanted to pull him onto the table or shove him against the wall and have her way with him. She chuckled to herself and took another sip of her drink.25

" What." He said. He was being rather gentlemanly like for wanting this woman so badly.26

" I was just thinking about how much I want you right now. I don't even know you and...you're just so...inviting." She squirmed. Damnit. This man was really getting to her.27

" Well lets go take a walk." Angelus said standing up.28

Dahlia nodded hiding her excitement. She walked out of the club saying her thank you's to the patrons that appreciated her performance.
They hit the crips night air, which froze her lungs. She coughed. " Damnit" She reached into her bag and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, she light one and inhaled a puff. Hmmmm bliss. Angelus smiled as the moon shiloutted her face, she was beautiful.
They walked in silence for awhile before Angelus grabbed her hand and pulled her into the enterance to the community park. He kissed her hard and deep. His tongue exploring her mouth, she fought back intensely. They were into each other. The emotion Dahlia felt was exploding through her body. They pulled apart and panted then she slid off her jacket.29

" Right here?" Angelus said smiling to himself. She had balls.
"Hmmm mmm" She continued to strip until she was barenaked. The moon light accented her body beautifully. They began to make passionate love, as the passion heightened Angelus felt the animalistic nature begin to take hold. He kissed her lightly scented neck gently nipping, the passion building. In and out in and out, screaming, moaning, hands exploring, tongues swirling; until He groaned into her neck and bit down.30

She couldn't remember anything but everything was heightened, her taste, sense of smell, her touch. She even felt stronger...it was amazing. It felt like she had been on drugs...but she didn't take any...to her knowledge. She looked around and saw that Angelus lay sleeping next to her, she inhaled. Everything she wrote about, the demons, the bumps in the night...they were real? 31

She was a ruthless killer, she was an exceptional pupil, she tore into human flesh with such fervor. Dahlia spared no one, kids, mothers, fathers but her particular favorite were priests. 'Children of God' she always said distainfully ' Deserve a fate that even the devil himself would shudder from. And I am it.'
Angelus smiled at the beautifully disasterous evil he had created. Blood streaked her hands, face, teeth and breasts. She wanted to be part of the death it was delectable she said...she wanted to torment the very species that made her feel vunerable.32

They made love, they fucked and they killed. It was their life, she had left the human race, died a perfect death. Now she was a child of the devil, Dahlia was Angelus' princess. The Lady of the dark evening.33

Dahlia had a obsession for priests dating back to her schooling. She remembered learning about God, and the various teaching the Bible spewed. It made her shudder.
" Wonderful kill Baby." Angelus grabbed his girl by the waist and twisted her into a bone crushing hug. She moaned in excitement and ecstasy, her body burned from the intense rush of blood coursing through her body. Dahlia now knew why murders killed. It must be the exact same effect when the blood boiled to the surface. Angelus surveyed the damage, bodies littering the floor with the undertone of a petulant child forgetting to pick up their toys.34

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Angelus was a roaming man of twenty eight. He had no job, but came from a wealthy family, which he used to his highest advantage. Liam, as his parents had named him, was a man whore. He enjoyed women almost to the point of destroying his family's good name. He roamed about at this particular night, drunk. He spied a woman wandering about in the ally. 36

" What is a lady of your station doing out at this hour?" He asked with a hint of genuine concern.
" The world, as of late hasn't entertained me."