Angel's Flight

His skin was the only white thing in the room not turned purple by the black light. Not that I could see his skin with my eyes closed and his lips around mine. I barely registered anything except those lips. If I hadn’t felt a pillow under my head I would have thought it to be a dream, wouldn’t the first one involving him, or the second, or the fifth for that matter. But those dreams never did him justice. His hands went around my back and his nails dug into my skin which, to his pleasure, brought a soft hiss of pain from my lips. 1

His lips went lower, touching, first, on my chin then moving still lower to my neck. Having his lips on my skin was like having ice on my skin and I loved it. Not that he needed any of my soft moans to tell him that. 2

“Adrian,” I said between quickened breaths, “Adrian take me, make me yours.”3

His lips touched my ears and he nipped at my earlobe before replying.4

“So you’re finally ready for it then?” He asked and my answer was to take his hand and hold it to my neck, the feel of my blood rushing through my veins only served to arouse him still further.5

“The darkest of temptations,” He murmured as he removed his clothing. I couldn’t help but stare at him, I’d never seen anything more beautiful in my life. He had no need to undress me as that had long since been done. 6

Now fully undressed as I was I wound my fingers through his hair and he leaned back down to my lips. But that kiss did not last long, he had a different idea and he moved still lower until he was kissing my breasts and caressing them. A soft cry escaped me at this and it only served to push him further. 7

After nearly pushing me over the edge with that, his lips made their way down my stomach where he let his fangs grazed my skin but released no more then a single drop of blood.8

“Adrian,” I begged softly and I was answered by soft musical laughter.9

“Not yet, my angel,” He whispered, knowing what I wanted, and kissed my stomach again, “that pleasure will come at the end.”10

“Open, angel,” He commanded in his soft but strong voice, “Open yourself for me.”11

I could not refuse, I did not want to refuse, and the moment his tongue touched me it was all I could do not to scream. Each touch from him sent me further into pleasures that I had never felt before. Again he teased me with small cuts from his fangs yet still refusing to go any further with them and healing them with blood from his tongue. When his fangs touched my clit I actually did scream. Adrian’s arms around me are perhaps the only thing keeping me laying down and in one place. I can’t feel anything except the sharp points of his fangs and the cold softness that is his tongue.12

He didn’t stop even though, at one point, I was certain I had left the world. When I came back to it his eyes were looking straight into mine and I could feel my heart still racing. My arms went around his back and, using the slightest amount of pressure, told him what I desired.13

“I know, angel,” Adrian whispered and entered me slowly so as to cause the least amount of pain as possible. I shivered and gave a soft, involuntary moan of pain. Adrian’s large, strong hands wrapped around mine and held them just over my head.14

His eyes on mine seemed to lessen the pain immediately and then there was no pain at all. He moved slowly, still not wanting to hurt my fragile body on the last night it would be alive. My moans of pain turned to cries of pleasure and he kissed my forehead with a slight smile on his face.15

“Adrian,” I whispered, the name came out more as a breath then a word, “Adrian, Adrian”16

His name was the only thing I could say, never had I felt so...so alive. I couldn’t move my arms as he held them tightly and the rest of my body was incapable of movement all together save for ever so slightly following the movements of his hips. Every now and then Adrian would kiss my lips or my neck . But no kiss could compare to having him inside of me like this.17

My hands clenched his tightly though he still held them. My entire body shook, from his movements or of some will of its own I cannot know. I called his name louder, almost screaming it now. The touch of his lips on mine silenced them momentarily and his lips were suddenly very close to my ears.18

“Now, angel,” He said in a voice so soft that it couldn’t even be called a whisper, “Come for me now and you’ll feel no pain.”19

His fangs grazed the skin of my shoulder very close to my neck. This time, however, they broke my skin completely. The moment I felt his pull on my veins my body forgot all pleasure it had previously felt as I was plunged deeply into an orgasm unlike any I had yet felt! My lips still tried to say his name but could form no more then cries of pleasure. As Adrian said, this was so strong that I felt no pain as he took nearly all of my blood from my body. He bit into his wrist and I held it with shaking hands as I pulled at his veins now. His breathing, already shallow because of death, now became quicker and heavier with me clinging to his life. He let me take as much as I need without pulling away.20

When I did, he kissed my breasts and caressed them lovingly, until he brought me to an orgasm again so that I felt no pain at all as I died and became like he was. And when I opened my eyes and was conscious again, it took only one glance into his eyes to know that this was only the beginning of the rapture that this life would bring.21

-Andi