Thread: Vampiric Apocalypse (Rauk & Horror_Show)

Erin listened to James and sat there cross-legged looking like a little kid that was being scolded. She could sense that something was wrong. It wasnt hard to notice James cravings were on the edge with her. His self-control was higher than most. It was rare a hemaphage ran into their singer. If the others had known he would be immediately separated from her and probably located to another hide out. When he flopped on the bed she stayed ridged and made a face as he crammed a pillow over his face. Though not human he had human like actions that caught her off guard. In seconds he fell asleep, was out cold, almost like he was dead but he wasnt. What he wouldnt admit is he felt just as comfortable around her as she did him and its why he was out cold. Not wanting to interrupt his sudden slumber she carefully crawled off the bed standing up. She stretched and realized she was still deadly tired and sore, oh so sore all over. Her blood count was very low making her lethargic. Pushing through the wooden door she saw they were in some sort of base, this was sectioned off like a little apartment. There was a living area, small kitchen and a room that looked like it was for exercise. Everything was dimly lit but illuminated enough to where she could see. Remembering his words that she was free within limitations she felt relief and headed into the kitchen and saw the fridge was full of food. Her stomach growled. She ended up making a deluxe sandwich with a salad. Everything was fresh here, not processed. They had people go to the store to strictly buy human food for her. She sat on the kitchen counter and scarfed it down. It was almost uplifting in a way to see her eat. She ended up getting seconds until she couldnt eat anymore. She belched and went wide eyed making a cute face and noticed it was only her and James, and James was knocked out cold. She walked around the apartment but there was no way she could be active yet, she was too weak. So she sat on the couch flipping through the holographic television. It didnt take long for her to see her own picture and footage of her kidnapping. It was all over the news. She was the most wanted person in the world. Which made her look around and wonder where she was, miles underground. She turned off the tv and sat back on the couch. She felt safe but scared and lonely at the same time. She decided to lie down on the couch and just rest more until she thought of James. She had flashes of him in a sense rescuing her. Erin couldnt sleep, her body was exhausted while her mind was active, a horrible combination. She slowly got off the couch and walked back into the bedroom. James was exactly in the same position she had left him in. She stood there watching him for a few moments before walked back over to the bed. She noticed he was very tall his legs were hanging off the bed. He was barefooted now, dressed in black combat pants and a black t-shirt. The only thing she couldnt make out was his face because it was covered in a pillow. Crossing her own boundaries of what she thought was a good idea she slowly removed the pillow, pushing it to the side. He looked like the most beautiful corpse she had even seen, her breath was taken away, and her stomach growled from digesting, she flushed red scared she might wake him. He didnt even stir. She inhaled and brushed her bangs out of her face, only for them to fall back into place. With some unknown pull toward him she crawled back on the bed leaning on her knees. She was on all fours beside his body. He didnt move, it didnt even look like he was breathing. He was a stone angel asleep. She let one hand slowly shakily move toward his face, it made contact. His skin was like marble, smooth and cool to her soft skin. In his sleep he would feel her radiating heat. Her scent would be smothering him. Her hand cupped his cheek and slowly moved up toward his disheveled hair. She had no idea what she was doing, was she admiring her captor? videoyoutube Her face leaned closer to look at him better in the dimly lit room. Her hair made a shelter on either side of them tickling his face. Without thought his eyes flashed open like a mad man. They were black. His hands mechanically grabbed her arms making her loose her balance, she would have fell on his chest if he couldnt hold her weak weight. He sat up squeezing her arms, he was glairing at her. He wanted to just rip her apart, to feast on her blood and maybe do so much more with her. S-S-So-Sorry! She stammered crying out in shock and fear. Her heart was pounding so hard it could have shut her system down. Her eyes filled with tears as she thought he was going to hurt her. James would gain control of the situation in seconds, and sense her bodys reactions. He let go of her arms and before she could fall he wrapped his arms and pulled her tightly to his chest like a father figure might. She breathed out panting. He could feel her hard pounding so hard, her breathing was hurting her. He rocked her as he own nostrils flared with her scent, her body pressed against his. F-F-Fuck.Im sorr--- she said muffled into his shirt but he shhhhed her rocking her. I gotcha.your ok.not going to hurt you. He breathed looking up at the ceiling praying for help to calm her and not kill her.