There he was, across the bar. his dark hair kept short and neat, everything maintained and trim. He smiles when he sees a cut young thing in something low cut and slinky. I watch him as he leaves the bar to dance with that trick. A trick. If he's going after a trick he's not worth it.
My drink is sweet and cold as I look around and see another. His hair is long, dark and neat. He smiles when our eyes meet, I twirl my air around my finger looking at him then looking away. He finished his drink before moving through the intoxicated crowd to my side. He ordered me another drink, and a drink for himself. His voice was pleasant, a deep masculine comfort, a pleasant way to end the week.
We spoke all night, left the bar for a table. He let me run my fingers through his hair. It was soft, he liked it, he softly kissed my wrist, commenting on my perfume. He moved closer to me and i could smell him, I could smell his cologne. I leaned against him, enjoying his warmth. His hand was on my shoulder. I looked into his eyes, feeling as if I would fall into his eyes. How clear they were, a gorgeous light brown color. They disappear as I feel his lips against mine. I taste the whiskey on his tongue, on his lips. It clashes with my daqueri but tastes oh so good. Oh so delicious, oh so warm. Our mouths separate and I feel an unsated hunger rise up in me. I desire him, he's oh so warm and perfect. I kiss his neck, tasting, pet neck behind his ear. He moans, I know he's mine. I'm ready to devour him. now it is time to leave the bar, in the dark of night. The full moon is pleasant tonight, it makes me strong...
So, that's the original story, as I had written it on Saturday. Despite how it may sound, She's a werewolf, not a vampire. I'm looking to edit this and make it more obvious by the end of the story what she is. It's all I could fit on the page of paper of the little pad. All confined to one page of paper. I don't think it's bad, but it seriously needs some improvement.
Adios for now
:salute and bow:
Jasmine P.
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