EleanorTombs

Beads of water pull and fall on the windows of the room. Did it really have come down to this? The craving power of my appetite discarding my will. Red stained sheets crumpled and bunched at the end of the bed. You sweat soaked body spread across it corner to corner. Your shallow breathing lets me know you enjoyed everything we did. The candle wax cooled and puddled on the floor, the knife still dripping sitting on the bed stand, and the cuffs still around your wrist. A moan escapes your lips. Your blue eyes glance over at me...is that want in your gaze? Could you really be the one to tango with me and keep up? Sliding my tongue in the cut on my forearm, tasting the metallic sweetness, I drift to you. You sit up on the bed and put your hands on the sides of my face. A playful grin informs me you will not be satisfied by the entangling dance we did. You want more. More of me. Inhaling the moister in the air fills me with more desire to break the limits. I rake my nails through your hair making the grin disappear. You jerk me to your mouth and press your lips to mine. A thought arose in my mind...quite possibly one of us will not make it till morning....

Close your eyes and breath in deep. Deep enough that the air fills up your lungs and straightens your back. I wish to whisper in your ear...If you will allow me. Feel my hot breath on your neck falling down to your collar bone... Rest your mind and listen to my words.... Feel the feather touch of my finger tips over your shoulders and the words 'your mine' on your skin....My lips graze your earlobe petting you...I lick you gently and run my teeth over your neck sending ripples of heat over your body....My nails dance over and down your arms creating waves of their own into your core...'Tell me what you want' I whisper against your cheek....'Tell me what your desires are'...

if you only knew....
I sat as still as possible not to give away the anticipation waving through out my body to the very cells themselves. Breath. Just breath, I told myself. I can keep control. I can handle this with out letting my deep black desires invade my appearance. Keep breathing, that's the trick. The front door opened in slow motion before my eyes, and there she stood. Tall, slim, and gorgeous. Her hair swayed in the breeze let in by the door. She grinned with those pink soft lips and I felt the twinge of my core shutter. I folded my hands to steady them. The chair was supporting my compulsion to jump up and grab her up in my hands. I pushed against its red lining demanding it to hold on to me. I will not seam to be a man affected by this beautiful creature incapable of self control. I will take my time with her. I will savor every inch of her skin in every way conceivable. She shut the door with angelic precision, flawlessly. The smell of her perfume teased my inhale I was trying to control. She doesn't know or have a clue of what she does to me. With another unforgiving breath, I stood to engage her. She slinked across the room to me like a cat begging to be stroked only to be arms length away and knowing it. Her very actions were tantalizing and seductive. She didn't even have to try. She birthed passion in her wake. Eyes as deep as the ocean glanced up at mine. Getting lost in them would be insanity. Breath man, just breath I reminded myself. Shes only flesh and blood. But what a temple she was. Built and molded out of feather soft skin and perfection. What man could resist this goddess in front of them? I dare not give in fully fearing to break such a fragile woman with my demonic lust locked deep inside. I will try to please her till my last stroke, insuring she will return to me. The shock of her finger tips gliding over my shoulders threw my body into instinctive desires to place my mouth on her neck and savor her scent. She will be the death of me or I hers. If only this was a place that was real, in reality, could I show her what she does to my mind. How she rapes every thought from my brain and captures them. If only these imaginings would be able to play out in the world I live would I truly be happy..........

Moonlight cast cool rays over my shoulder calming my demeanor while I waited in the cold and quiet alley. My thoughts strayed to better days then the ones I lived through now. How my life takes tragic turns and twists at every obstacle. I have been waiting for hours for her to show up it seamed. It wouldn't be long now she shall pass by very soon. I could feel the anticipation seeping out of my being. I brushed my hands down the front of my skirt to wipe the moister off. I have been separated from her too long. I have wandered aimlessly looking for her everywhere, only to find all but her. She was my other half, the perfect shelter. How had this come about? How could I have let her walk away without taking me with her? I'm a fool. I have been in this cold dark alley too long praying, wishing, begging to be reunited with her. If only this feeling, longing, would have left before I could have moved on, left her behind. You never know how attached you are to another before its too late. I ran my fingers through my hair pushing it up and out of my eyes. I would not let a few strands of hair disable me from sighting her. This was the moment, the day, the time, I would be in her presence. My persistence would pay off. All the other distractions in this world, the pull to other places, was never strong enough to rip me from my mission. At last I could see her. She turned the corner walking in my direction. I stood froze trying not to breath. Tremors flew through me daring me to shudder. I wouldn't. I refused. Her black hair danced over her shoulders and her eyes were vacant. How did she ever live without me? She slowly walked closer and closer to where I was. She was just close enough to be in my reach. I let air out of my lungs so gently that the rats that kept me company couldn't even hear. She was inches now. I placed my fingertips to the surface of the mirror and pushed with all my determination. My hand pushed free of it and I grabbed her wrist with a death grip. Her head jerked in shock and gazed upon me. She was perfectly identical. Her shock matched mine on her face. I slowly ebbed out of the mirror back into my body with a peace I had never felt before. I was home at last. She was me and I am her once again.

"You have no say." his words were harsh and distant. He placed his hand on the side of her face. His hand cold and unfamiliar unlike ever before. How could he be this way towards her. She had given up so much to be there for him. His agonizing pleas for help in the quiet cold nights. He needed her just as much as she needed to feel the warmth in his touch now. To have that kind gentle spark in his eyes fill her stomach with butterflies again....Only no.... He was standing there saying she had no choice in what she wanted for her own life. Him. That was easy. She wanted him and only him. Didn't she prove that over and over again. "I have no say in what I want." her voice came out softer than she wished. "I love you." She whispered taking a step in his direction.
He backed up dropping his hand from her cheek. "It don't matter. I can no longer do this."
Anger filled her extremities. "Do this? Like I forced you into anything!" She gulped a breath of air. She had never yelled at him before. She knew angering him would bring his true nature to the surface. He told her very little of his Vampire side except when they were alone, in bed, and he fed on her. She didn't mind, she loved him. The long nights of talking and love making, all the times he put his delicious mouth on her skin and tasted her like no other human being on the planet will ever do. How could he just walk away. "You cant do what?" she asked.
"I can't see you any more. I can't explain." his eyes were blank.
"Why can't you" she demanded. She had to know. She had to find out what was going on and stop this nonsense before her heart burst. He stepped in the air between them....Her heart raced in her chest.
"You won't understand. I'm cursed that's all. Controlling myself with you is becoming difficult. I thought I had it.....I...I cant do this again.....Good bye my beloved." he turned and began to walk away. She stood there in shock. Control himself? Can it be that he has lost touch with all reality? His thirst would now finally take over after all the fighting she did to no allow that part of him to surface.
How does she go on from here? He was a beat of her heart. An inhale of her breath. The reason to be. The cold night invaded her body as if it understood that she had no desire left to live. The numbness of its presence felt wonderful. She didn't want to feel the emptiness of where he use to be. She wanted him to turn around and tell her he couldn't leave her. Tell her he loved her. Anything...."Anything" she cried out-loud. "Come back..." her voice left her lips and the tears froze where they fell.