Thread: Catch fire and Explode! (Jack Stalker and Defiant.Anjeru)

Catch fire and Explode! Alexander Gerrard had been spending another routine and unfulfilled evening at the club, having sent his usual entourage away he was enjoying a drink and watching the patrons around him go about their usual dance of courtship. Humans flirting and perhaps more aggressively seeking a way to spend the night as he listened to music which held no meaning and smiled politely at women who passed his way, before sending them on theirs. As the proprietor of the club, 'Dead by Twilight' he was well known for his eccentric ways and the rare audiences he would grant to those who caught his eye. In truth it was mainly women he could use as blood dolls and fuck toys, until he was ready to glamour the violent abuse away from their minds and send them on their way. How he hungered for one true doll to take as a permanent toy, to have at his beck and call for a few centuries of crazed lust fuelled abuse... but as yet no one in this town had captured his eye or his attention enough.. Until she walked in, a creature of immaculate beauty who he would soon learn went by the name of Kristen Steward It was tiresome to have to deal with new faces and new glamours every week, every time the thirst took him. Now he realised that those days were coming to an end. Her flesh screamed out for his attention and he must have raped her and drained her dry in his thoughts a dozen times before she even reached the bar. He was not even sure if she was alone, not that it mattered. He knew from the sleek look of her body, the tight toned appearance of her legs, her sharp stunning features and the overall beauty of her, that she was the one for him. Her body and soul would be sacrificed on an altar of pain and pleasure that would leave her ravaged and begging for more, her young body ripped apart and splattered with blood sweat and tears before she ever saw the light of day again. Something he had no wish to ever see again, as he knew all to well the fate of any of his kind to stray into the daylight. They would catch fire and explode. He imagined it would not feel too much different from how he felt right now, looking at her as if she was no more than a piece of meat, her only purpose to slake his thirst and then be impaled again and again on his monstrous shaft and his razor sharp fangs until he could no more tell the difference between her screams of pain and her wild throes of orgasm... and neither would she be able to tell, he fancied with a lick of his lips. Alexander sent one of his bouncers to tap her on the shoulder, drawing her attention to his darkened table. He waited until he could catch her gaze across the crowded club floor, then he held it and allowed his eyes to pierce into her, raising a hand to beckon her over towards him calling her with a look and a single curl of a finger. He never glamoured his victims and thralls until after he wished them to forget about his feasting, preferring them to be fully aware of everything that happened to them, fully aware that they had walked willingly into the lions den. If she did not come to him now it would annoy him, but he would simply wait to catch her alone, then explain to her in no uncertain terms what she should have done. She did not have that look about her though... even at this distance she looked like a girl who was out to not merely experience some fun in a club, but to experience the night and all it had to offer. Her face, her pale flesh, her sensational legs... from what he could glimpse of them. The longer he watched her and the longer he waited the more he felt like tearing the slutty clothing she wore from her body, dragging her to the floor by her hair and biting into her soft flesh as he pinned her slender body to the dance floor with his lithe but muscular body and drove himself deep into the undoubtedly tight young cunt that nestled between her thighs. Mr Gerrard would like to invite you to join him at his table. said the bouncer in a gruff inconsiderate tone to Kirsten as she approached the bar. Several women nearby threw jealous and surprised looks at her, openly wondering what it was about her that deserved such attention from the usually unattainable club owner...