I’ve joined up with the IndieChickLit Writing Prompts and am happy to publish this as my very first post for Writing Prompt: Let’s Get Vampy 4/21!
The sexy stranger giving you ‘they eye’ from across the room approaches you on the dance floor. You’re hot, sweaty, and ready to get close to him so you grind closer only to realize…he’s freezing. What happens next?
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The Admiral’s Arms was a new underground night club that was recently opened. When I say underground, I actually mean underground. The building had been condemned many years ago, however, these young entrepreneurs came into town and somehow obtained a permit to to the underground caverns and tunnels. They began making renovations and within no time, they were opened.
I heard so much chatter about the Admiral’s Arms that I knew I had to see it with my own eyes. One evening, my roommate and I were ready to go blow off some steam. We both loved the nightclub scene, dancing up a storm, and toying with men’s hearts.
Claire, my roomie, and I primped, trimmed, glamourized ourselves for over an hour until we saw perfection in one another.
“What guy in their right minds wouldn’t want a piece of this?” says Claire as she poses in front of me.
Out the door we went to catch a taxi to the Admiral’s Arms. On the ride over, we primped a bit more and started making our master plan for the evening. When we arrived outside the Admiral’s Arms, we saw people hanging around outside the building. The building was dark and very quiet, for a nightclub. There were no signs outside and the only lights, were that of the street lights.
“Sure doesn’t look like a nightclub to me.”
“Well that’s because it’s all underground silly girl!” Claire said “But come to think of it, I can’t even hear any music!”
“That’s because its underground silly girl!”
We paid our fare, hopped out of the taxi and head for the door. As we walked into the corridor, it was dark and smelled musty. Only a few torches were lit on the side of the walls. There were signs on the walls with arrows telling us which way to the Admiral’s Arms. We both thought it was pretty weird but were so ready to get our freak on that the creepiness just didn’t matter!
After winding through the corridors and down what seemed an eternity of cobblestone steps, we arrived at a door with a man standing in front of it. He was a pretty buff looking guy that obviously was all about HIM. As we neared him, he spoke.
“That’s 10 for you and $5 for you. It’s buy one, get one half off night.”
Claire rolled her eyes, tossed the guys some greens and say “Whatever big guy!” and winks at him.
The guy opens the door and says “Walk to the end of the hall and go through the door on the right. You’ll see a sign overhead.”
Anxious to get their freak on, they giggled and rushed through the opening and down the hall to the door on the right. Above the door said “Admiral’s Arms”.
“This is it!”
Through the door we went and instantly get slammed by loud alternative music coming from the band on stage. There were people dancing everywhere! The room was smoky and smelled of reefer and cigarettes. People were sitting in these crazy looking little cozy coves making out and partying! Some coves even had what appeared to be orgies happening!
Straight to the bar we went to grab a few drinks and to the dance floor we went. The room was dark with different color lights flashing all over the place. It made it hard to see with all the smoke but we didn’t care. This place was hopping!
It didn’t take Claire, my room, long to get snatched up by a tall, blonde stud of a man. He was wearing a wife beater, very tight “in the right places” jeans, and had a European type of look about him . He swept her off her feet, twirling her round and round to the middle of the dance floor, then right into the grind they went.
I, now left there dancing by myself, suddenly felt a bit awkward. Then something came over me. It was almost like a heavy sense of warmth. I allowed the music to takeover my body and move me to the rhythm. It was almost hypnotic! This tremendously sexy older looking guy starting walking towards me on the dance floor, staring directly into my eyes my the entire time. No words were spoken. He moved in closer to me and we began dancing in sync, getting closer and closer. Eye contact was never broken, but he never said a word. We swayed together to the music, our bodies now touching very close and almost in a grind rhythm.
I pulled away quickly. Something was different. He felt….. cold? How can this be? It was like 110 degrees in here!
He pulled me closer, never losing contact with my eyes! So close I could feel ever inch of his manhood through his leather pants, and Wow, he is a big boy! His eyes were dark, yet piercing. His hair was dark with silver highlights waving through the sides of his hair, which made him more distinguished looking. I couldn’t tell how old he was but nor did I care. I had to have this man! My blood was flowing through my body with tremendous heat! I felt like I was losing myself in his body! I never felt this strong before! Did someone put something in my drink?
As I went to turn my head quickly to check on Claire, my talk dark gentleman grabbed my face, oh so gently with his hand and brought focus back on him. I was mesmerized. I could feel the hotness between my legs! My breasts were standing at attention as if a cold breeze came through! He grabbed my hand and led me across the dance floor to one of those cozy coves. I never hesitated, not even once. He orders me a drink from the waitress and something for himself. As the waitress was leaving, she closed the sheath on the cove.
We were all alone.
He sat down next to me, yet still he spoke no words. He continued gazing into my eyes, almost like he was looking for something. He slowly began caressing up my arm and slowly down the front of my chest. My cleavage was glistening from all the sweat. I found it still odd that his hands were so cold yet they felt so good against my body. The more he caressed me, the more I fell for him. I could feel him inside me yet we were still clothed. I remember the sheath opening slightly by the waitress and he motioned her to leave. The candle on the table kept flickering. I swore it would go out but I just didn’t care!
He slowly moved his mouth towards my neck and began kissing it. “Oh my gosh” I thought to myself. This man is so passionate and the kisses? Oh yes, I felt them everywhere! He slowly moving upwards to my mouth and then he took me. He took all of me inside his mouth! I felt this kiss all the way to my throbbing girly parts. I felt on fire inside yet this man, who spoke not a word, was still cold as ice.
I had to ask “Umm… why are you so……”
He took me again in his mouth. I swear his tongue was clear down to my g-spot. I felt so orgasmic and I just didn’t want it to stop! Our bodies moved flawlessly together as we embraced on the sofa. His hands were all over my breasts; his mouth kissing me so gently from my cleavage to my lips; and then it was like everything stopped.
He looked into my eyes again and then down at my breasts. I could feel him looking into my soul. This man knew everything he needed to know about me, even without speaking one word. His mouth moved lower towards my breast. He pulled the top of my dress down just a bit to expose my nipple. “I can’t believe this is happening” I thought but I definitely wasn’t going to stop him! Was this man toying with me as I have done so many men before?
Just has soon as his mouth embraced my exposed, erect nipple, I felt an excruciating pain! I felt wetness on my breast!
“What the……” as I pushed him away.
I could clearly see now what had been done. This gentleman who swept me off my feet and made me melt, HAD BIT ME! Not only did he bit me, but HE DREW BLOOD!
As I looked at his face, I could see even more clearly what HE was. I had only heard about them in the books and movies yet was always intrigued. I had dreams about them, sexy, erotic dreams! Now I had my very own vampire and the marks to prove it.
“I’ve been waiting for you for quite some time now” he says.
Still in shock and speechless, I just sat there holding my breast. He took his hand and slowly waved it in front of my face. I began to feel light-headed and slowly slumbered down into the couch while still staring into his eyes. I remembered those dark, mysterious, and piercing eyes.
I was now HIS.
