Eric The Dark One

Holding tight your passion for Death.

I'm Eric, I am a Vampire and this is my story.

The Kiss: By: BloodLust

He was just a passing stranger that caught her eye. Her usual fancy, about 5’11, medium build, dark waves framing his striking features…Her first thought was she would make him her prey but as she slinked along the shadowy street, his scent, something… so familiar to her. She wasn’t sure why but his mere presence pricked something within her dark soul. She could feel his strength emanating from him as she stepped up behind him taking in his scent… she reaches out and gently touches his shoulder her icy fingers brushing the nape of his neck and seemingly vanished into the night behind a large oak that lined the quiet lane. She watched him curiously as he spun around to see nothing, and turned back the way he was heading and walked on. Losing sight of him as he stepped around the corner Bloodlust moved from her hiding spot and began her pursuit a small smile tugging at her lips. She took to the roof tops quickly catching sight of him once more positioning herself of the corner of a flat top roof her eyes stalking his every step as he neared her perch. She waited until he was nearly below her and swooped down landing crouched with a small thud at his feet. Slowly she rose and stood before him her gaze moving up his body and finally lifted her head to meet his face, a small grin on her lips. Pushing her thoughts into his mind Bloodlust studied his eyes, the pair standing in silence his gaze meeting hers with a surprising calmness. Smiling softly, she spoke, “Hello Eric.” In blinding motion to quick for mortal eyes she had him in her grip, her razor like fingernails digging into his throat. Her eyes glowed intensely white as she peered at her would be victim and pushed back him to the storefront wall holding him as she stepped close her lips just barely touching his as she spoke, “This will only hurt a little…” Her hand rand up the back of his neck her fingers curling through his dark locks clenching it in her fist and wrenched his head to the side, plunging her fangs into his neck and pulled deeply. His blood flowed over her tongue like a fine wine, the taste engulfing her, a malice so like her own… she knew she could not kill him… Pulling back, suddenly, his blood glistening on her lips white orbs glowed hauntingly at him and she grinned tracing her fangs with her tongue, a bluish haze circling at her feet slowly crept up her body swallowing her into Shadows. Bloodlust cackled sinisterly as she faded, leaving him there, half drained, bewilderment running over his features, and reached her hand out caressing his face, “I’ll see you again soon.”

The Dream: By: Eric

Take the moment and set it to the side

Feel the cool air on your face sitting outside in the moon light

Hands holding your shoulders

No sounds but the outdoors

Lit whispers of chilled air slide past your ears

Sending chills down your spine

Just you and the one you care about in the night no words no sounds other than the night

Pulled closer the two of you come; tighter your arms - the sounds of hearts beating echo in your ears. At first out of time, out of tune but soon in cadence with each other as one the beating of their hearts as one.

The air around you is chilled but the warmth between the two of you is all you truly feel

A gentle whisper against your ear words only lover speak; a grin from you and then a kiss. His lips on your cheek

Then your neck you pull tight

And you your head just a fraction away, You rub his lips, thoughts of passion race in your mind still the night calls to you and one heartbeat echoes in your ears

passion begins to fill you but you hold back waiting for the right moment you smile you love you've stolen a heart he is yours and you whisper the one thing you know you can you know you feel.

The Kiss: By: Eric

Eric lays on the ground for while till he wakes, groggy and a pain coming from his neck, “I need to get home, I don’t feel so good.” Eric walks the rest of the way home, he can hardly stand so he drops down onto his bed and he falls to sleep. Dreams run rampant in his head, a figure shrouded in shadow and blood. Blood on his hands running down his arms and his chest, the figure watches him. The figure looks at him and calls to him. When the figure calls again to him every tooth in its mouth becomes a fang and points out of its mouth. The figure comes closer and removes its hood to show a female that same female that grabbed him on his walk home. But as one dream ends another begins. Eric wakes in his bed a woman slinks up his body they both are naked she kisses his body as she crawls up the length of his body. She nibbles at places on his body to his chest. With her tongue she tastes his neck and chin her lips to his, his tongue to hers. He goes to touch her and she pins his arms down he hear her call his name. She leans down looking like to give him a kiss and fangs extend his eyes widened and she bites his neck. She pulls back and rips at his chest and his throat blood is everywhere. With a blink of his eye she is gone and he lies on the bed covered in blood. He screams to wake up in his bed in the darkness alone.