Gliding effortlessly through the evening air, his mind and body set aflame with the happenings. He lands utterly quiet 'pon the roof of the palace. Turning to gaze out back the way he came he spies the quick hopping shadows of his encounter. Grinning he looks about at the guards station creeping across the battlements he stands upon the roof of the atrium peering in through the sheets of glass to the party within. All the warm blood filled patrons below frolicing and pushing the limitations of their public sins to a point of disgust. The rythemic swaying of their intoxicated bodies almost hypnotic. Slipping across the roof to the slide he hangs and works himself in through a window. Landing on the floor in a back lit area of the room. Assuming himself admist the patrons he worked through the crowd generally enjoying the warmth of all around him.

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"...but his evaluation of my vampiric reputation had me begging for salvation ALL night long!"

My Stories and Poems
Wake Up, My Darling With Him Black The Incubus The Succubus Return of the Succubus Be My Dom The Vampiress The Seductress Condolances, My Vampire and Romance of the Virgin Master...or Pet? Part I Master....Or Pet? Part II Master...Or Pet? Part III (End of the Trilogy) When She Comes An Experiment In Her Blood The "Horseshoe" William and Camilla Cold Water Sit His First... Her Hunger You May Enter (Me) The Glory of Magdalena The Drive Home Dreaming of a Stranger Night
Just Like That The Taste The Pool of Pleasure Room 207 Park and Ride Til Death An Invitation Movie Night Sister's Shower


My Other Personalities
Blood Princess
Crown of Ivy