Silver Seduction 2
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The weight of sleep leaves my body, and I wake up feeling better than I have the last two weeks. Blinking in my bright room, I find myself alone. I sit up and rub my face, still stark naked, though now I’m under my covers. A replay of last night dances around my subconscious.I called out Alec’s name on a whim, and he showed up out of seemingly thin air. I accused him of taking advantage of me while undressing myself, then finally surrendered to his control, letting him do what my body had been aching for. The things he made me feel don’t make sense in my sober, uninfluenced state.That orgasm wasn’t an orgasm. Alec turned me inside out, lit my soul on fire with painful pleasure and let me burn. His talents weren’t made to be used on human beings. The memory of my smarting, naked body, hot and squirming beneath his touch makes my face and neck blush.I can’t deny what he did to me. He gave me the single most intense experience of my life. But just because my body wanted it doesn’t mean my brain did.I am torn with emotion, unable to decide if I should feel exceedingly violated, or profusely grateful. For now, I’ll go with undiluted frustration. This whole situation is larger than I can wrap my head around this morning. I don’t have time, either. I quickly shower and dress in jeans, a shirt, and stiletto boots – all black, throwing my long dark hair into a careless bun. I arrive at the office with a laundry list of tasks for my day, coffee in hand.Six hours later, I manage to slip away for a late lunch. I get it to go, snagging the paper bag and exiting the deli. When I step outside, I see him. Alec is leaning casually against the building to my right, looking at me, a small smile on his lips. His eyes are green with the daylight, though he stays in the shadows.I remember quizzing my older sister about that. So will you die if you go out in the sun? I asked Charlotte when she had taken the leap and decided to become a vampire. She laughed. No, vampires have evolved over the millennia to tolerate the light. It’s just uncomfortable to be in, it weakens us after direct, prolonged exposure.Vampire eyes change color as well; they’re silver in the dark, but in the light, they retain their biological eye color they had before transforming into the undead. Another way they evolved to blend in with the rest of humankind and avoid discovery. Those are only some of the fun vampire facts.They also have heightened senses, the capability of fading; where they travel at just under the speed of light, and influence; a talent that allows them to persuade human beings with merely a look in their bottomless eyes.I had my first experience with influence two weeks ago when Alec made me orgasm three times without touching me. Last night he did touch me, and looking at him now, the memory of his tongue makes my pussy plump, my panties wet, my breasts begging to be free from this bra.I swallow hard, then turn away, hoping he’ll leave me alone. Twas a vain hope. I get to the end of the block, waiting to cross the street, and he’s suddenly standing beside me, staring at the passing cars as if I weren’t here. Neither of us speaks. I watch the heat of my breath twirl up into the cold November air, and can’t help but notice that the same isn’t happening for him. The crosswalk flashes green, and we both start walking.“Christina,” he finally says. I glance at him, dressed in his classic business casual suit, hair dark, his face far too good looking.“Alec,” I reply, tearing my eyes away.“How are you?” he asks, and I’m nearly thrown from the nonchalant conversation he’s trying to make.“Fine.”“I hope you’ve been feeling better today.” He doesn’t even sound teasing, as if I’m getting over a cold and not a two-week dry spell.“I am, thank you.” I have no idea why I’m being so diplomatic. I am still angry with him on some level.“Good. Would it be impolite to ask if you would accompany me this evening?”I sigh. “I don’t know…”“If it’s impolite? Or if you want to?” he asks, teasing this time. When I don’t answer, I can feel him grow serious. “You’re confused,” he states. Confusion doesn’t begin to cover it. I nod, still looking ahead as I walk.“Then allow me to alleviate your confusion.” I give him a worried glance, wondering what that means. He smiles. “Call me tonight if you’re able. My number’s in your phone.”He must have done that while I slept last night, because I have never asked him for it. Using fade, Alec is suddenly kissing my cheek, and then he vanishes. I can still feel his icy lips on my face when I walk into the office building.I eat my sandwich in between looking at layouts with one of my team members, and when James enters Ankara bayan escort the room, I plaster a fake smile on my face. After Alec used influence on me the first time, I, for some unknown reason, wasn’t able to orgasm afterward. At all. So last week I slept with James, hoping he would satisfy my urges. After we fucked twice, and I still didn’t get off, I gave him an excuse to miss our last date.He comes in and chats with me, inviting me out for drinks after work with him and a few other co-workers. I try to refuse, claiming the magazine interview is keeping me busy, but eventually, he talks me into it. A night out with other humans would be nice.When it’s dark outside the office windows, I walk a couple blocks with James and our friends to a pub nearby. He sits right by me in the booth, his arm draped on the seat behind me. I have a couple drinks, then excuse myself to the bathroom. On my way back, I stop by the bar and ask for another beer.While I’m waiting, I glance around, and my heart jumps. Of course, Alec is here. He’s sitting at the other end of the L shaped bar across the room, holding a short glass with amber liquid and ice. He doesn’t look happy. Most likely because I came to a bar with James instead of calling him. I distantly wonder how long he’s been here, and by extension, how frequently he follows me.I grab my beer, take a swig, and walk back to the table.“Hey, I’m going to go,” I say, tossing my thumb over my shoulder.“Are you sure?” James asks.“Yeah, I have a few other things to do for one of the articles before I sleep.”Everyone says their goodbye’s as I grab my coat, and James stands up.“I’ll walk you out,” he offers.“That’s okay, stay and have fun.”“I insist,” he smiles, and I don’t know how to politely decline.I push the door and step from the stuffy, warm bar, out into the crisp night. I turn to face James.“Thanks for inviting me.”“Thanks for coming.”Before I can say anything else, James grabs me and kisses me. All I can think about is Alec watching us, though I’m not sure where he is. And then I grow angry with myself, because I don’t care what he thinks.Of one thing I am sure, however: I am not interested in James. I pull away.“I’m sorry,” I say. “I can’t do this.” He drops his hand and steps back, looking apologetic. “I just… I thought I was ready for this, and I’m not. I don’t want to lead you on and waste your time.”I can see that he wants to protest, but knows that he’s just been placed back in the friend zone.“I understand,” he says, and my heart breaks a little.He is a good guy. I want to say a lot of things, but none of them are what he wants to hear, so I force a smile on my face.“Can we still be friends?” I ask, and he grins back.“Of course.” I give him a hug, then shove my hands in my pockets, walking away from the bar. I don’t get fifteen feet before Alec is at my side.“Alec,” I start this time, staring ahead as we walk.“Christina.”“I’m guessing you were listening to what I said to James back there.”I can feel the already icy air grow colder.“I did,” he confirms, sultry voice low.“I’m going to say the same thing to you.”“What, that you want to be my friend?” he says, a sharp edge to his joke.I stop walking, and he does too. I have to tilt my head to see his face, even though I’m wearing heels.“I don’t want to do this, Alec. Whatever this is.”“Really?” he says, challenging me.“Yes, really. How could we have any kind of relationship?”“‘I wanted it to be you. You’re all I think about, please. I need you.’ That’s what you said to me last night,” he whispers, and warmth starts surrounding me despite the weather.“That wasn’t me talking.”“No?” he says, his deep voice harsh.“You did that to me.”“I did a lot of things to you, Christina, but nothing you didn’t want.”“I never wanted it,” I argue back, turning away from him, and suddenly I’m not on the street anymore.I’m in what appears to be an alleyway between two buildings, and when my equilibrium returns to normal, Alec is standing before me, his arms crossed.“Cum for me, Christina,” he says, and the moment those words leave his lips, I combust.This orgasm hits me hard, as if I crashed into a brick wall going full speed. Gasping and writhing, my pussy clenches uncontrollably, and I can feel my panties getting wet. The fire is unforgiving this time. No matter what I do, I can’t escape it, the feeling of my cunt begging to be fucked, throbbing and needing and cumming so fucking much.I am blinded by the sudden explosion of my insides, and as I slowly regain conscious thought, I realize a wall is at my back and Alec is holding me against it, supporting all my weight. I would Escort bayan Ankara be on the ground if he hadn’t caught me, collapsing from the force of his influence.After everything he’s done to me, I have never been this close to him. I fist the lapels of his jacket, my waist in his hands, moaning against his chest as my orgasm works through me. I start humping into the front of his zipper, and I feel something hard. My pussy instantly wants it. Needs it. I would rather die right here than go one more second without him inside me.My hands go to Alec’s buckle, but he stops me, taking my wrists in his cold hands.“Ah-ah,” he chides. “You don’t deserve that.”I look up into his silver eyes, panting, my body still tingling. He smiles all white teeth, then releases me, stepping back a few feet. The moment he does, all traces of my climax is gone, as if it never happened. My desire goes out like a flame in the wind, only my soaked underwear giving away what he just did to me.I’m leaning against the building, staring at him, not speaking one word. I had no idea he ever had that much control over me, and I’m a little frightened.“Christina… did you know that a vampire can only influence someone who wants to be influenced?”Alec’s words sit in the air between us. I absorb them slowly. Very slowly.“It’s true that I can influence you to my will, encourage you… entice you,” he says, and a small fire starts in my groin again. It’s calm this time, like a blue flame slowly burning, kissing every nerve it touches. “But I can’t force you to do anything your heart doesn’t truly want.” Alec looks down at me with unfathomable eyes, and my lips part as I inhale.“We feed off of each other, Christina. The more we give each other, the more we get. The more you want my help, the more aroused I can make you. Last night, when you finally surrendered to what you really wanted… the better it felt.”I take in this new information, wondering how that’s possible. I never wanted to be with a vampire. Maybe I was always attracted to Alec, but that doesn’t mean I wanted this to happen. Does it? Is he what my heart really wants? Charlotte never mentioned that part of influence, but that doesn’t mean it’s not true. It’s like the fine print in a legal document, an important, yet obscure clause.I swallow hard and look up at him again.“Can we go somewhere and talk?” Alec says softly, and I find that I’m not put off by the idea.I don’t know what’s happening, but my urge to stay away from him is dissipating. Perhaps because he’s influencing me to say yes, when I’m already somewhat willing.I nod my head and he smiles. – “You live here?” I ask when we step into Alec’s large apartment. It has a view of the city, a sort of loft with high ceilings, the entire inside appearing recently remodeled, and most likely pre-furnished.“I told you I was thinking about sticking around,” he says.When I first met him earlier this month, he was just visiting. Now he has his own place on the edge of the city, twice as large as mine. My heels on the hard floor echo through the room as I follow him. In the blink of an eye, Alec is behind me, taking the coat from my shoulders. I let him remove it, realizing how accustomed I have grown to him fading in front of me.He leads me to a sitting area, and as I perch on the low couch, Alec is already there with a steaming cup of coffee. I take it from him as he sits a foot away from me.“… You wanted to talk?” I ask, and he smirks.“I’ll let you go first.” How he knows about the question burning a hole in my head, I can only speculate. I turn my eyes down, feeling the heat in my face, though I haven’t even asked him yet.“So…. if it wasn’t influence… why wasn’t I able to get off without you?” I ask, my face hotter than the cup of coffee between my hands.“I’m still curious about that myself.” His eyes are green in the low light, his gaze dark.“How do we know it wasn’t influence?”He grins. “Eye contact is the most effective means, however, if I’ve influenced someone before, it’s easier to stretch the barriers. Like I said, the more you want it, the better my control will work.”“But you don’t know how far it will?”“We can always test it if you’d like,” he teases, and I glare at him. He chuckles. “I doubt it works further than the length of your sister’s house.”Tongue in cheek, I’m embarrassed all over again, remembering the orgasms he gave me in the bathroom of Charlotte’s house while he sat at the kitchen table. He’s amused, watching me take a sip of the brew.“I think I’m ready to ask my question.”“And what’s that?” I say, setting the mug on the coffee table before us.“Why are you trying Bayan escort Ankara to stay away from me?” I don’t know how to answer, glancing out the large window that frames the city lights. “I know you don’t want to.”“How?”“Through our exchange of influence. I’m quite attuned to you, and as a result, I get a better understanding of what you’re feeling.”“You know what I’m feeling all the time?” I can’t keep the worry out of my voice.“Only when I’m near you.” I can’t decide how uncomfortable that makes me. To know my every emotion, that’s as if he can read my mind. “I can taste your interest, which is why your actions are rather confusing,” he continues.I sigh. “I like my human life, Alec,” I start, and his face is serious. “I never imagined this for myself, being with someone like you… It scares me.”He sighs as well. “This is precisely where the trouble lies. I would leave you alone, Christina,” he says, leaning toward me, his influence making me warm – only on the outside of my body this time. “But knowing what you feel, what you want… how can I?”My heart is beating a slow, exaggerated rhythm, brown eyes looking into his green.“I don’t know what to do,” I confess in a whisper.“Don’t fight it. Just let it happen.” I bite my lip. “This is beyond influence, Christina.”“Is it?” I ask skeptically. He smiles, flashing his sharp canines at me.“If that’s what you’re worried about, you needn’t be. I want more than what you’re thinking.”“Which is what exactly?”“To get to know you,” he says simply. “We can take it slow, I promise.”“No more influencing me?”“I give you my word,” he says, and his sincerity has me considering it.Me dating a vampire? The idea sets my comfort zone aflame. I don’t like the notion of relinquishing control, which is exactly what happens when I’m with him. I never know what to expect. I have the feeling I don’t even know the full range of his capabilities, but he’s promised to behave. I’d like to believe he would genuinely leave me alone if I asked him to, so I suppose trying it wouldn’t hurt.“Okay,” I say, and his smile is the biggest I’ve seen yet. – Telling my sister I started dating Alec was quite interesting. She was shocked, questioning every detail of how it came to be. She knows my disdain for cocky male vampires, and that I want to stay human. I didn’t even have full answers to all her questions. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, I’d said, I’m just… seeing what it’s like. And so far, I admit, it isn’t as different as I had anticipated.Dating a vampire isn’t all goth parties, midnight rituals and consensual blood drinking. Alec is the incarnation of the perfect boyfriend. He brings me lunch at work, or takes me out in the evenings.He’s attentive and polite, intellectually pleasing to speak with. I see him almost every day, and we have endless conversations. He tells me stories of his many exploits, traveling to every continent, learning languages and cultures and adapting with the changing decades.A week into our experimental relationship, he kissed me for the very first time. We were leaving a small cafe on Friday. The sun was long gone, and as we walked, the first snowfall of the season came. Flakes of white fluff swirled around us, gently falling and gathering on the ground.He stopped me under a tree wrapped with holiday lights, put his hand on my neck, and when I didn’t tell him to stop, his lips met mine. They were cold and hard, but delicious, a sweet, minty scent rolling off of him. He didn’t even use his influence, letting me experience him for myself. He had been keeping a respectful distance, and feeling him so close was new and enticing.We keep up this carefree momentum, spending time with our friends, or alone in the city, and every now and then, his hand will press gently on my lower back, or brush against my face. That’s all the contact he gives me, and it’s driving me fucking crazy. He hasn’t kissed me again either, and I know this action has intention. He promised we would take it slow, and slow is what he’s giving me.Be careful what you wish has never been more apt.Ever since the night, Alec gave me that violent, unexpected orgasm, yet again, I haven’t been able to get off without him. When I’m alone in bed, I wonder if he’s close by, so I touch myself, hoping I’ll find release. Nothing happens.Toward the end of November, Alec picks me up from work and asks if I will spend Thanksgiving with him. When I say I usually spend it with my sister, he’s already ahead of me. Apparently, he’s invited Michael and Charlotte, who’ve already agreed. When I ask where we’d be spending it at, he smiles.During one of our many conversations, I learned that Alec has a sister across the country – a vampire like him. My pussy throbs at the notion of spending a solid three days with him. I haven’t given in yet because I like how things are going, but physically, I won’t last much longer and I know it. I agree to go, and the smile he gives me is much too smug for my liking.
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