Author's note
I don't own David... he owns me - lol. In those tormented moments of my life, a friend advised me some ice cream and David smut... excellent therapy!
This is porn without plot - sorry if my English vocabulary about sex is a bit "poor".
Disclaimer
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Warning
As I said here above, this is porn without plot. This story is rated MA+ (NC-17) and contains Adult Themes/Content, Explicit scenes, Smut (graphic sex scenes). So please, make sure you are old enough to read such fiction. I (the author) am in no way responsible for the reaction you may have when reading this.
Appetizer 1
Laure was packing her clothes quickly. She was about to leave Santa Carla. She did not think twice about it, she needed a brand new start somewhere else, away from him. It did not matter where she could drop her bags and stay for a while; she just wanted to get rid of his authority. She wasn’t one of them, she wasn’t a pack member, she was just the vampire’s appetizer.
She adjusted her large black leather bracelet on her left wrist to hide her tattoo. It was his mark he had tattooed on her skin himself a couple of months ago. He said she belonged to him now, forever. She couldn’t remove the mark but, at least, she could hide it.
A soft wind slid between the curtains and she jumped. She glanced anxiously around the room and sighed: empty! She regretted it was already night, she had hoped she could leave during the day but something had kept her busy till nightfall. Now, she couldn’t wait for the next day. He would read her mind, he would know her plans, and he wouldn’t let her go.
She walked to the window and closed it slowly, looking outside. The streets were calm. Down the stairs, the taxi driver was already waiting for her. She had to hurry up. She smiled, thinking of how it will be great, anywhere else.
“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” a voice called from behind. She jumped again.
David walked close to her, locking his icy blue eyes on hers. She tried to look away but she couldn’t. She was totally captured by his mind.
“Any objection,” he asked as he lit a cigarette.
“No.” She answered vaguely, released as he looked down at his own hands. He walked to the bed and glanced at the luggage. He smirked.
“I hope you’re not leaving,” he said.
“I am.”
He laughed. “And where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know yet, I just need a brand new start.”
“Oh, I see. And do you think I’m going to approve this?”
“I don’t care if you approve or not.” She rebelled.
“But I don’t” David said angrily, throwing the bags down the bed with rage. The clothes fell on the floor. Laure kneeled down to pick them up but David was too fast. He grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him. She could smell his breath: tobacco and wine.
“You’re drunk!” She said. He laughed.
“Am I under arrest?” He mocked.
“Do you think you rule because you’re a man?”
“No… because I’m a vampire. Vampire rules!”
Laure pushed him away, violently. David let her go. He was amused. He loved when she was a bit aggressive because he knew that, at the end, she couldn’t fight him. He looked at her up and down. He loved her gothic style, her black lipstick and her black nail varnish.
David finished his cigarette while Laure packed her things again, on the floor. He sat on the bed, rubbing a gloved hand on the cover.
“Come on, girl.” He said, inviting her. “We can have some good time here.”
Laure did not look up at him. If he ever came to catch her eyes again, she would be unable to move. She would be like a puppet, her mind totally controlled. She ignored his invite. She zipped the bags and walked to the door.
“Good bye, David.”
David’s anger grew. “NO!” He ordered, growling more than talking. As Laure opened the door, he flown towards her and slammed it before she had the time to get out. Laure stepped back a little. She wasn’t a vampire, not even a half, but she could feel his rage. He smiled devilishly. He could sense her fear too. That’s why he loved having his human girl. She was a lot different from vampires or halves he could have from time to time. His human girl was fragile, vulnerable and she feared him. Feeling her melted fear and desire each time he made love to her was so delicious. He could turn her… or not… depending on his mood.
“You belong to me! You are my human appetizer. Anything you do is what I say!” He said
“No I don’t, I have rights, don’t you know.” Laure replied.
“Rights?” David laughed. “You lost your rights the day I drew my mark on you. You agreed on being mine, it’s too late to change your mind.” His tone was rude. David grabbed Laure by the arm and pushed her on the bed where she fell loudly. It was just a little demonstration of his strength. He didn’t need to be violent to make her obey him.
Laure slid to the other side of the bed while David stepped closer. She opened the drawer of her bedside table and took something out of it. David walked around the bed to reach Laure on the other side. She stepped back again and hit the wall behind her. She was cornered.
“Don’t come any closer,” she menaced, holding what she had grabbed from the bedside table.
David laughed. “A stake? You are going to stake me?”
He moved closer and closer again, making his chest touch the stake. Laure pressed herself a little more against the wall. David made one more step and the sharp stake marked his T-shirt. One more step and his skin would be pierced. Laure’s hand was trembling; she didn’t want to kill him. Not that she feared his boys would come for her; she simply couldn’t kill her David. His fiery glowing eyes looked at her and he growled: “DO IT! I DARE YOU!”
Laure dropped the stake, tears running down her cheek. She was unable to hurt him. Despite her fear, she loved him to death. He grabbed her shoulders.
“You belong to me, Laure, and this is not going to change. Do you understand?”
Laure nodded. She did not dare to look at his eyes. She was trembling, knowing that she was totally unable to arm him.
He wiped the tears on her face with his gloved hand: “You will do as I say!”
It sounded like a menace. Laure looked up at him and, immediately, got captured by David’s mind again. She was totally controlled, unable to act on her own will.
“Undress me,” he mentally told her. She tried to fight it for a moment but couldn’t. Slowly, she removed his gloves and his coat and leather jacket.
“Good,” he said as she continued undressing him. “Now, caress me,” he ordered.
Laure ran her hands along his naked body, from his face to his intimate parties. He breathed deeply as her fingers touched his sex. They played with it and it hardened slowly. She leaned in and started to kiss his neck, then his shoulders and chest.
“Good,” he whispered with lust. Her fingers ran up and down his cock. He pushed on her shoulders, making her kneel down right in front of him. Their minds were still connected and he could see what she wanted, she wanted to please him. All her desire of leaving was gone. He encouraged her to go further and she took his hardened cock in her hand, dropping soft kisses at the top of it.
Slowly opening her mouth, she wrapped her hungry lips around his erected sex and gently sucked its head. David moaned. Laure continued, allowing his cock to enter her mouth deeper, playing with her tongue on it and moving to keep it harder and harder. David felt her warm mouth around him and let out a whisper. This broke the mental contact he had with her mind. Laure stopped for a moment and looked up at him. As soon as their eyes met again, Laure went back to her job, sucking his cock, gently.
She sped up a little, her other hand squeezing David’s balls. He let out another cry. She licked and sucked more and more.
Suddenly, he stopped her, holding her head between his hands.
“Don’t… I will come,” he said. Laure smiled as he helped her up.
“You don’t want me to come so soon, do you?” he asked.
Laure shook her head negatively.
Slowly, he removed her black Lost Boys T-shirt. He smiled at the picture as the fabric hit the floor. He lured her to the bed and sat on it, holding Laure by her waist. Laure, standing up in front of him, continued undressing, dropping her gothic skirt on her feet. Once more, David smiled at her black underwear. Laure was always completely dressed in black.
He contemplated her naked body, her pale skin, and enjoyed her soft fragrance of white musk.
He pulled her closer and kissed her belly button, tracing little wet circles around it with his tongue.
“I love my appetizer, it tastes good,” he whispered on her skin. Laure shivered at the contact of his hot breath.
He pulled her over to him and both climbed on the bed.
“Let me show you who gives orders,” David said.
He grabbed Laure wrists and held them above her head with one of his hand, allowing the other hand to run in her long dark red hair. Then he caressed her cheek and neck. Leaning in, his mouth met hers and he tasted his own juice on her lips as Laure opened her mouth to welcome his tongue. He deepened his hungry kiss and their tongues melted. He released his grip on her wrists, following the line of her arm with his hand.
His hand continued to her erected nipple and he let his playful fingers run on it. Laure moaned. She wrapped her arms around David but he brought them back in place above Laure’s head.
“Don’t move,” he ordered.
He slid a hand down her belly to her legs then up again to her breast, massaging one gently while kissing the other. Laure didn’t dare to move her arms again; David had said not to move. David leaned back from her and contemplated her once more, caressing her pale skin tenderly. He loved her too.
One of his hands ran up to her face and he slid a finger into her mouth. She sucked hungrily making him rock hard in no time. He brushed his lips on her skin and kissed his way down to her breasts, feeling her chest rise under him. The softness of his lips on her exposed skin drove her nuts and when he kissed her erect nipples, she moaned in delight.
He kissed her deeper as his fingers found their way between her lips, finding her clit and gently caressing it. Laure moaned again and spread her legs a little, giving him more space. His fingers slowly entered her without hesitation, calmly and carefully. She spread her legs even more now; she wanted him to take her, to give her the ultimate pleasure.
He removed his fingers and she moaned again. David moved on her and placed his hard cock between her legs, rubbing her clit with it. She wouldn’t be able to take it much more; she wanted him so hard, so did he. She whispered his name with desire when he finally entered her. He felt her wet and warm body around him and started to slide in and out, slowly.
“I want to touch you,” Laure pleaded.
David nodded, allowing her to move her arms. She grabbed his shoulders and balanced her hips in rhythm. It was delicious.
“I will come to fuck you every time I want it! You are my appetizer. Aren’t you?”
“Yes I am.” Laure agreed.
“And I’ll take you whenever I want!”
“Yes, David.”
“Are you going to leave?” He asked.
Laure did not reply. She enjoyed the contact of his skin on hers, his hard cock sliding inside her body. He stopped. Laure looked at him questioningly.
“Are you going to leave?”
“No, I won’t…. promise.” She screamed as he pushed his sex deeper inside. She moaned as he retracted before entering her again, and again.
“You like it, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you love your vampire?”
“I do,” She replied with a moan, her hips trying to follow his rhythm.
“Who controls?” He growled, turning to his vampire form. He saw the fear in his girl’s eyes but her desire was too strong. He leaned in and wrapped his lips on her neck. She felt his fangs, ready to bite her. Laure reacted; she didn’t want to be turned. David loved the way she felt right now. Having sex with her was so delicious. He played with his teeth a little more.
“Who controls?” he asked again.
“You… you control, David, you rule!” She replied.
His fangs retracted and he kissed her neck, sucking the non pierced skin a little. He grabbed her hips to push himself deeper inside of his girl. An evil smile graced his lips as he felt she was about to come. He sped up a little until she came, screaming his name, her sex contracting around his erected member.
When she calmed down, he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.
“My turn!” He said.
He retracted from her and rubbed his hard cock on her sensible clit.
“No… please, I can’t stand it” she pleaded. He smiled.
“You are going to please me, girl. Turn around!”
Laure obeyed. She laid on her belly, David behind, on the top of her. He entered her again; his cock as hard as ever, and started his slow move inside her sex. He leaned over her and slightly bit her skin, tracing his way up to her shoulder, leaving slight marks all along her back. Once more, he felt her fear again. He licked the little bloody traces his fangs have left on her. He opened his mouth and embraced the back of her neck hungrily. She felt his teeth against her skin again and jumped slightly.
“Whom do you belong to?” David asked.
“You” she said in a whisper, surrendering to her vampire. It was so delicious to be his, after all, much more than anything else on earth. David was her drug and she was unable to resist him. When Laure’s desire became so strong that she didn’t care anymore whether he’d bite her or not, he came and spread his juice inside her warm body. He did not bite her, he did not turn her.
The exact moment when his girl’s desire is stronger than her fear, the exact moment when she doesn’t care anymore if he’d let her be human or not is the most exciting moment of his vampire existence because he could feel her surrender like no one else. He was able to make a human forget about her mortality and he enjoyed his power so much. This is something he never had with vampires or halves he got from time to time. He wouldn’t turn Laure; he would keep his human appetizer for himself, as long as possible, enjoying their sexy games more and more, each time.
David collapsed on her and she waited patiently until he rolled next to her. She rolled on her side to face him and looked at him. He smiled, caressing her cheek.
“Love ya, appetizer,” David said.
“Love ya too,” Laure answered, pressing her hand on his.
Suddenly, Laure jumped off the bed and rushed to the window.
“What’s the matter?” David asked.
“The taxi driver!” Laure replied.
“He was delicious!” David said.
- The End -