5 comments/ 22830 views/ 5 favorites Just a Little Kiss Ch. 01 By: EveAnna Death stalked the corridors and the wards of the Good Hope Hospice -- most natural deaths, some not quite so natural. A place where people ended up when there was no good hope left for them. Out of the darkness a lone man emerged, black jeans, black T Shirt, dark leather jacket --he seemed to be made for the night. Stefan looked up at the large plaque on the side of the building, smirking slightly -- "Good Hope Hospice -- Caring for the terminally Ill." This building was one of Stefan's favourite places. Looking quickly around, he slipped into the main doors of the Hospice, the glass covered cubicle where the receptionist should have been sitting was empty. Stefan sighed slightly, sometimes it was just too easy to get into these places, he knew this building didn't even have CCTV. It mattered not to him, he wouldn't show up on camera anyway. Most of the corridor lights were off, only the essential ones left on. The Good Hope was frugal when it came to money, much preferring to spend its meagre funds on the welfare of its residents. Slowly Stefan walked the silent and empty corridors, he'd been here many times before and knew where the most vulnerable, the sickest patients were. He entered a lift to go up to the second floor and this time as the doors opened he was confronted by a nurse, sitting at a desk, a pen poised above a chart. She started to stand, instantly alert. "Excuse me!" she said starting to come from around her desk, an irritated frown clearly visible on her brow "Visiting is over, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She got no further, with one wave of his hand Stefan said "You don't see me, go back to work." A blank expression crossed her face, she sat down and continued with filling in the chart, Stefan immediately forgotten. Stefan smiled to himself, a cruel smile. He knew that this nurse would go about her duties and not once see him -- he had free reign of this floor, with its small private cubicle like rooms. He judged his last visitor to be about two months previously, licking his lips he remembered the fun he'd had that time, four patients had died that night -- apparently succumbed to their various illnesses. To keep the costs down no post-mortems had been done on them, and no one would realise that these patients had actually died from severe blood loss. He just had to be sure to keep the body count down, he recalled a not so enjoyable evening a few years previous, that night ten patients had died, but only three by his hand. It had caused an uproar in the hospice, it was unheard of to lose so many patients overnight. A male night nurse was charged later with killing the other patients with high doses of morphine. He'd told the investigating officers he'd been doing 'mercy killings' - 'Just like me' Stefan chuckled silently to himself. So lost in his thoughts was Stefan that when he first heard the humming, it took a few seconds to recognise the tune Clair de Lune. It was very quiet but his sensitive hearing could hear the gentle tune clearly. He followed it to its source. The door to the room was open just a touch, lightly he pushed it further open. Inside the small white room was a single bed, illuminated by a dull night light bulb. But it wasn't the bed or the light that had caught Stefan's attention, it was the female occupant of the bed. He moved further into the room. Her eyes were firmly shut, and then he saw little earpieces in her ears and the CD player resting just above her sheet covered stomach. He could hear the music on the CD player, Clair de Lune, and she was humming along to it. Quickly he reached for the chart hung on the rail at the bottom of the bed, skimming it he read what he needed -- Inoperable Brain Tumour. He needed no more information, he hung the chart back and stared intently at the girl, his mouth opening slightly to let the canine fangs elongate into sharp points, his eyes going a feral yellow -- a vampire looking down at his next meal. It all changed in a split second for Stefan -- the girl opened her eyes and looked at him, a mix of fear and surprise. And Stefan's long dead dried up husk of a heart received a jolt that it hadn't felt for many years. He shut his mouth, his face back to human. It was her eyes, he would realise later, her eyes were like pools of clear blue water, set in a face so pale it could have been made of alabaster, only dark circles under the eyes to mar the beauty. But now those eyes were staring at him, and he was standing there slack-jawed, like the village idiot, staring at her back. She broke the spell. "Hi" she said hesitantly "I think visiting has been over for a few hours, you'll get into trouble if Sister finds you here, are you lost?" Stefan realised she hadn't seen him clearly. As she spoke, she took the little earpieces out of her ears and turned the CD player off, placing it on the small cabinet next to the bed. But her movements were slow and laboured, as if it hurt her to move quickly. Then she looked at him waiting for him to speak. "I'm a volunteer visitor" Stefan said with a faltering smile, hoping that they had volunteer visitors in the hospice. "I get to stay after hours." This explanation seemed to satisfy the girl. She nodded and smiled at him. Suddenly she hissed in pain, her eyes clouding over, rubbing the short blonde fringe that covered her forehead with unsteady fingers, and Stefan noticed for the first time that she had a side of her head shaved, the blonde hair just starting to grow back in, and a scar where she'd been cut. Feelings he hadn't felt for many years flooded his body -- he wanted to comfort this girl, to ease her pain which was so tangible he could almost feel it too. Her whimpers brought him back down to earth and without hesitating, he sat on the side of the bed, gathered her up in his arms and tried to hold her. After an initial resistance to him she relaxed then laid her head on his shoulder, rubbing it against his shoulder as if to bring relief. Stefan could feel the pain tremors jolting through her body like small spasms. "Thank you" she spoke her voice still husky from the pain but pulling back from him to lie up against the pillows behind her. "I'm waiting for Sister to bring me something stronger, before my head splits in two!" Stefan nodded as he moved to the edge of the bed. He could offer her more than medication. "Do you want a drink of water?" he asked reaching for the water jug and glass. She nodded, still with her eyes half closed and rubbing her forehead and not really noticing what was going on. Stefan half filled the glass with water, then turned and swiftly bit the inside of his wrist. A few drops of viscous red liquid dripped into the glass, swirling for a second before mixing with the water. His wound healed in seconds. He took the glass to her, then held it to her lips as she drained it. He sat back on the edge of the bed. "The water is bitter?" she said looking down into the now empty glass and wiping her lips with her fingers. "I feel strange, I, I, What's happening?" she stuttered. The effect was instantaneous as he knew it would be, vampire blood was stronger than human and would fight for control of the body, this would include fighting the cancer floating around her blood but such a small amount of his blood was short-lived and any more than a few drops at a time would kill. But for a few hours at least, she would be relatively pain free. Stefan smiled as a small flush of colour appeared on her lips, her eyes were now deep blue pools again, no hint of the horror behind them. Stefan took the glass from her and placed it back on the cabinet. "I'm not sure what they are putting in the water tonight but it must be working" she said warily easing herself higher on the pillows, still moving slowly not wanting to trust that, for the moment, the pain had gone. Stefan moved forward again, pulling the pillows up for her and patting them in place behind her back. "Thank you" she murmured "I'm sorry I don't know your name?" "Stefan" he replied quickly "and you are?" "Lisa" she said "Hi Stefan, its nice to meet you." "It's very nice to meet you too Lisa." Quietly she laughed "We sound so formal." Stefan was mesmerised by the sound of her laughter, suddenly he realised that his cock was semi-hard. "Ahh I can do formal" Stefan replied jokingly then standing and moving to the side of the bed and taking her hand gently in his own larger one, bending slightly from the waist, he raised her hand to his lips and tenderly kissed it then on an impulse turning her hand over and kissing the palm. He heard Lisa gasp as she pulled her hand back as though she had been burnt, and had the satisfaction of seeing a bright pink flush colour her alabaster cheeks. "I'm feeling a little tired now, maybe you should go!" she said still holding her hand close to her chest. Stefan could hear her heart pounding. Still smiling he took a step back, not wanting to scare her. "Can I come to see you again?" he asked quietly. Lisa gave a small nod. Stefan raised his hand and said simply "Sleep" Lisa's eyes shut immediately, Stefan pushed her back against the pillows. And again studied her -- Pain had etched itself into her face, her cheek bones very obvious against her pale skin, small straight nose, full lips still pink-tinged from his blood, short blond hair and Stefan knew that if she opened her eyes, the pale blue eyes would stand out brilliantly against her skin. He judged her to be in her early twenties. He lifted one of her arms, again so pale he could see the network of veins through the skin, she was skinny but her cancer hadn't yet made her body into a living skeleton but under the thin cotton nightgown she wore she was small framed and looked like a good wind would break her in two. He pulled the front of her nightgown forward, slightly exposing her breasts, small formed with dark nipples now starting to pucker from the cold air. Lightly he raked his nails across one dark pink nipple and had the satisfaction of seeing it swell and turn into a hard little pebble. He let the nightgown fall back into place. Then he tucked both of her hands under the bedding then leaving the room as he had found it, the door slightly ajar. He moved quickly down the corridor -- the nurse was still sitting at her station, now reading a magazine. A low growl formed in Stefan's throat, he forced it back down. She didn't even look up as he stood next to her desk. He kept his voice low and even "Check on Lisa, Room Four, in an hour and give her pain medication." The nurse did a silent nod. Stefan left the Hospice all thoughts of feeding there gone. But he was still hungry. He made his way towards a large secluded park across the road from the hospice. It didn't take him long to find a tramp who had fallen to sleep on one of the benches, a bottle of meths by his side. Stefan turned into the predator he was, falling upon the sleeping man in the blink of an eye, a second later he was dropping the dead weight back down onto the bench, a little blood still flowing from the puncture marks in the man's throat. Stefan raised his hand and delicately bit his index finger, and while the blood still welled, dabbed a little on each of the puncture marks on the corpse's throat, they healed instantly. He strolled off without a second glance. Minutes later Stefan was back at the hotel where he had rented a room for a few nights, a rundown place that accepted the money and then left you well alone, it gave him the security to sleep the day away safely without being disturbed. He drew the curtains and wedged a chair under the door handle, then pushed the bed a few feet away from the wall, dropping the bedding and pillow into this space. He took his clothes off and carefully folded them onto a chair, climbed into his makeshift bed safe from the rays of the day. But disturbed he was, sleep didn't come easy -- dreams of chasing a small fairy-like blond woman, with a laugh like an angel and eyes so blue he feared drowning in them, he realised it was Lisa. Eventually at dusk he woke, he groaned -- his cock was so hard, it could have been made from rock, and Lisa was still on his mind. Groaning again he buried his head back into the pillow, before going for a very cold shower. The moon was high in the sky when Stefan came out of the hotel, it was a clear crisp night -- He looked up at the moon, everything was bathed in a silver hue, he'd loved the night even before being made into a vampire. Tonight there was an eagerness to his step, he was on his way back to the Hospice, wanting to see Lisa again. Stefan had been on his own for over a hundred years but he hadn't been able to get Lisa out of his mind. The delicate beauty of her face, soft blonde hair, and her eyes -- Stefan felt himself start to go hard again. He laughed into the stillness of the night. Soon the Hospice was in sight, he eased himself through the main doors, and again no sign of the receptionist. He didn't waste time, making his way right to Lisa's room. The door was firmly closed, Stefan looked around for the nurse, then pushed the door open. Lisa was sitting up in bed reading. She smiled as he entered the room. "Hi Stefan" she greeted him, closing the book and placing it back on the bedside table. "I didn't know if you would come or not, how come you get to visit so late?" Stefan quickly checked the wall clock Ten pm -- "I've been visiting an old friend up on the top floor and decided to come and see you too" he lied easily, years of practise behind him "So how are you feeling tonight?" She looked paler if that were possible. "Not too bad, they upped my pain medication" she answered him, then holding her arm to show him various little bits of cotton wool held on by tape. "I keep telling them, I feel like I'm turning into a pincushion but they keep injecting me, I'll probably be dead by the time they find one to work with me!" Stefan winced at her words. He could hear the underlying fear in her voice, her attempt to make light of her situation. "Are you hurting now?" he asked quietly. "I'm always hurting, my back, my head, always hurting!" This time there was no mistaking the bitterness in her voice. "I can make the pain go away for a while if you want." She stared at him, a frown appearing above her eyes "How would you do that?" "Well first you'd have to trust me." Lisa's frown deepened, "What do you mean, first I'd have to trust you?" In response Stefan moved to the side of the bed, sitting on the edge of it. "I'm not like you Lisa, I'm different." Suddenly Lisa was making a grab for the cord that would alert the nurse that she was needed. But Stefan plucked it from her unsteady hand before she could pull it. He moved it further away from her. "You don't need to call the nurse, I'm not going to hurt you" he said before moving to the door and shutting it firmly. "I want you to go" Lisa said, fear making her voice tremble a little. Trust the last thing on her mind. "Please, I want you to go." Stefan sat back on the side of the bed, he could feel the bed moving as Lisa trembled. Gently he reached for one of her hands, trying to calm her but her hand was clenched so tight into the bedding that first he had to pry it free. "Be calm" Stefan's voice was gentle but persuasive. Gradually Lisa let him take her hand although fear still showed in her pale eyes and Stefan could hear her heart beat racing. Not wanting to spook her further, Stefan moved slowly closer on the bed to her, she shrank back into the pillows. "What do you want?" Lisa asked her voice no louder than a whisper. "I want to give you a kiss" Stefan answered her quietly "Just a little kiss to make you feel better." Lisa studied him, Stefan knew that her instincts were telling her not to trust him. He knew he wasn't unattractive with his short jet black hair and dark eyes, but he also knew how hard his face could turn with wicked red lips and cruel smirk. He kept those looks off his face, wanting her to trust him, even though with just one word he could make her do what he wanted. "Just one little kiss?" she said eventually. Stefan smiled, he had her. Slowly he took her hand cradling it in his, this time there was no resistance and her heartbeat had slowed down a little. He brought her hand up to his mouth, kissing first the back of her hand, giving quick little kisses to each of her knuckles, and then turning her hand over, gentle kisses on her palm brought a gasp of surprise from Lisa. Then he was placing her hand back on the bed. "Is that all you wanted?" Lisa asked surprise and relief evident in her voice. Stefan gave a deep chuckle "Oh no sweet Lisa, that wasn't the kiss you've promised me." "Oh" Lisa's small smile faded the look of relief gone from her face. "Shut your eyes" Stefan said. Reluctantly, Lisa again lay back against the pillows and shut her eyes, Stefan could see the pulse beating on the side of her neck, evidence of her internal panic. He couldn't resist and leaning closer bought his lips straight down on her neck, over the pulse spot and kissed it, flicking his tongue over the soft skin then pushing down on the pulse spot. Lisa moaned as her eyes shot open, her hands came up to his shoulders as if to push him away but she didn't instead she bent her neck over further to give him more access, still holding onto his shoulders. Stefan started to move down her neck, nibbling and sucking, all the time listening to her sighs and moans. Her hands working their way through his hair. Stefan could smell her arousal. He moved one of his hands onto her chest and started to knead first one breast then the other through the nightgown, feeling her nipples go hard almost as soon as he touched them. Lisa's breathing was fast turning into little gasps for breath, Stefan groaned, pulling the nightgown away from her breasts to give his mouth access to her, working his mouth down to the ruby red nipples. "No get off!" Lisa said suddenly trying to push him away. Stefan hesitated for a second then let himself be pushed off. Lisa had tears falling in twin rivers down her face. "What the Hell do you think you're doing? .....I'm dying Stefan, I've got a few months left at most and even then what is left won't even be me.....I've come here to die, you try to do this big seduction thing on me, I can't even remember the last time I was fucked, you walk in here and try and take advantage of me!" Lisa's voice had risen with her temper, her tears had stopped and now there were two spots of colour high on her cheeks. Stefan stared in fascination, a smile forming on his face. He knew she was turned on, he could smell her but still she'd had the strength to try and push him away. In that second Stefan decided. He wanted Lisa with him always, he wanted to see her at full strength, he wanted to take her places and show her things that she could only have imagined before. But most of all he wanted her to love him as he had started to love her the moment she'd looked at him. He was jolted back to reality. "Are you laughing at me?" Lisa's voice was low and controlled, dangerously controlled. Before Stefan could react, her hand flew up and hit him with enough force to colour his pale skin. The shock made Stefan change and she was suddenly confronted with a vampire face staring at her. As Stefan snarled at Lisa, her body reacted in the only way it could, she fainted. Changing back to human, Stefan stared for a second unsure of what to do. Lisa was in a dead faint but he knew she could be awake in seconds. He paced the floor, trying to get control of the situation. He knew he should let her wake then order her to forget all about him. She would just get on with what little life she had left, never knowing that she had met him and Stefan would make a point of not coming back to the hospice until Lisa had gone. Just a Little Kiss Ch. 01 But even as the scenario worked its way through his mind, Stefan knew he couldn't do it -- He might be able to make Lisa forget him but if he lived for another hundred years, he wouldn't be able to forget her. Just a Little Kiss Ch. 02 Stefan stood at the window looking out into the blackness of the night, the silver moon high in the sky. His cheek resting on the cold, glass pane. Lisa moved on the bed, slowly coming out of her faint. He didn't want to turn around. "What the hell are you?" Lisa whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "No! Don't answer that, I know what you are but you're not real, vampires don't exist -- Oh God, I'm going mad!" "You're not going mad, I'm very much real" Stefan said gently, finally turning to look fully at Lisa. "Show me, change again, I want to see you change!" Lisa said with an edge of panic to her voice. "I don't want to scare you," Stefan said carefully. "No, I need to see what you are," she said firmly. Stefan moved back to the side of the bed, first taking in Lisa's scent. She was excited and nervous but not quite as scared. Quickly he changed and then looked fully at her, his fangs long, sharp and white, his eyes bright yellow. Lisa gave a gasp as she again saw the vampire Stefan. "Does it hurt when you change?" she asked hesitantly, leaning a little closer as though to inspect him. "No" Stefan smiled, unintentionally giving her a full view of the extended canine teeth. "Why do your eyes go yellow?" she murmured, still fascinated with his face "Do all vampires have yellow eyes?" "All the vampires I know do, I think it's something to do with better night vision." "How long have you been a vampire?" "Nearly two hundred years now" he said truthfully. "You've killed a lot of people then?" Stefan gave a slight nod. "Was I to be your next meal?" she asked suddenly pulling back and searching his face for the answers she already knew. "You don't need to answer that, there is only one reason you're at a place where people are going to die anyway -- so what are we? -- easy pickings?" Stefan quickly changed back to human. "I'm sorry" he said. "No, don't be sorry, all the stories I've read about vampires make them out to be heartless bastards and you are just proving them true!" Stefan could see anger in her eyes, the friendly fascination had gone. "I'd like you to leave my room please, leave and don't come back here." Lisa gestured with her hand towards the door. "I have no intention of letting you touch me again!" When Stefan didn't move, Lisa suddenly surprised him by pulling back her bedding and after hesitating for a second getting unsteadily out of bed, leaning heavily on the bed and then the cabinet, she slowly made her way towards the door, finally reaching it and holding it open for him. "I said get out of my room!" the anger giving her voice an harder edge. Stefan watched her movements, full of admiration, knowing the effort it had taken her to struggle out of bed to stand up to him and order him out of her room but now she was swaying slightly, her grip on the door getting tighter, small beads of perspiration forming on her forehead. Then with a groan, she lost her hold on the door and started to fall. Stefan moved with the grace of a big cat and before Lisa had touched the floor, had scooped her up and into his arms. Immediately she started to struggle, pushing against his chest with her hands. "Put me down!" Stefan's cock developed a life of its own, going hard from the friction caused by Lisa's struggling. "This is what you do to me!" Stefan said roughly, lifting her a little higher then moving her down so that the side of her thigh rubbed over his rock hard member. Lisa went rigid in his arms, the cock still pressing painfully into her leg. "Put me down, please Stefan!" She fought to keep the panic from her voice. "Please, you're hurting me, my head's going to explode, please Stefan." And then with a groan of pain, her head was in her hands, pain spasms shooting through her fragile body like an electric current. "No, oh no!" Stefan carried her back to the bed and reluctantly put her down. Lisa lay there with her head still in her hands, rubbing frantically at her forehead, her breathing heavier and heavier. "Get the nurse!" she whimpered. Stefan quickly moved next to her on the bed, getting close to her face "Relax" he said fully expecting her to stop writhing in pain. Instead Lisa let a howl of pure torture out. Stefan realised that he wasn't going to get through to her, she was too caught up in the agony. He pulled her further down on the bed until she was lying flat. "Lisa, you're going to have to trust me, I'm going to make it go away!" He got a whimper in response. Stefan moved quickly, he could hear Lisa's heartbeat going faster and faster, until he feared her heart would give in. Lisa fought back, but with very little effort Stefan managed to get her hands away from her head and held both her wrists in one hand, while his other hand held her face still. "Lisa, listen to me, I'm going to kiss you." Stefan needed to get his blood into her and quickly so without waiting for a reaction he ran his tongue over his teeth, little droplets of blood appeared instantly. Then he was leaning down, forcing his tongue in-between her lips, pushing the droplets of blood into her mouth. Lisa gave a shudder as the blood got to work, sobbing gently as the pain finally started to fade. Quickly, Stefan stripped his coat off and got on the bed behind her trembling body, pulling her close. Eventually, an exhausted Lisa fell into an uneasy sleep, Stefan listened to her heartbeat slowing down. With a frown, he realised that Lisa's body was close to its pain thresh-hold, and although his blood had helped, it was temporary and if he didn't act soon it would be too late and he'd lose her. Just before dawn he slipped away, leaving Lisa wrapped in her bedding and still sleeping deeply. Stefan made it back to his room just as the first rays of the sun struck the skies, the golden glow hurting his eyes. Stefan lay in his makeshift bed up against the wall, unable to rest and fully aware of the fact that Lisa had been dying. It had been his blood that had brought her back but if it happened again or during the day then her fragile grip on life might be snuffed out. He decided that he wouldn't let that happen, she deserved life, albeit a vampire one. Now all he had to do was to convince Lisa! It seemed an eternity before the darkness came again, Stefan was hungry but eager to see Lisa, he decided food could wait. The door to Lisa's room was firmly shut, slowly Stefan pushed it open. Lisa lay in the middle of the bed, looking as pale as the white sheets she lay on, her breathing was slow and laboured, her chest hardly moving. A drip was attached to her arm, the white tape holding the needle in place was almost as white as her skin. "Lisa" Stefan whispered her name, not wanting to surprise her. Slowly her eyes opened and a ghost of a smile flickered on her lips "Stefan, my vampire friend, I didn't think I would see you again -- I'm sorry I'm not going to be much of a meal for you!" Stefan moved quickly to the side of the bed, taking her cold, pale hand in his. "I could never harm you, when you suffer, I suffer when you hurt, I hurt -- you know what I am Lisa, be like me, let me change you." Sadly Lisa looked at him then shook her head, "I could never be like you Stefan, I couldn't kill, I've made my peace with God and I'm ready to die." Anger bubbled up in Stefan, "I'm offering you immortality, the chance to start your life afresh, with me -- I'm not letting you go!" "I'm tired, I need to sleep, I'm sorry Stefan." Her voice trailed off as if even talking was too much effort. Quickly her eyes closed. Stefan tried to read her emotions but the drugs were keeping her sleepy, he guessed they now had her on the highest doses of painkillers. Making his mind up, he moved around the bedside to the drip attached to her arm. One swift yank and the needle was out. Lisa immediately started to convulse, going rigid on the bed then shaking. In a heartbeat, Stefan had pulled up the sleeve to his coat, bit into his wrist and let the blood splatter into her mouth. Lisa's eyes shot open, the convulsions and shaking seemed to end instantly, Stefan's blood cutting straight through the sedatives and painkillers and dulling the pain. "What have you done?" she said her hand coming to her face, feeling the wetness of blood still on her cheeks. She pulled her hand back, looking at the sticky red liquid staining her fingers "You've given me your blood!" "Will I be like you?" she snarled "I said no, Stefan -- How dare you do this to me!" Tears of pure rage and anger poured down her cheeks as she sat up in the bed, then, flinging off the bedcovers got out to stand next to the bed. Then the realisation of what she'd done hit her "I'm not hurting, and I'm standing! -- have you given me your blood before? The first time you came to see me and gave me a drink, the pain went for the first time in weeks, was there blood it that too?" "It's only temporary Lisa, a few hours at the most then the pain will come back." "So I won't turn into a vampire then, even though you've given me blood before?" "No, for you to become a vampire I'd have to drain most of your blood, then you'd have to drink mine, all I've done is to give you a little of my blood to help control your pain." "Why are you doing this Stefan? -- the first time you saw me I was a potential meal but now you want to spend eternity with me! You don't even know me?" "Then tell me about yourself!" Lisa sat on the edge of the bed "Would you like to sit?" she asked Stefan. Stefan gave a slight nod and, with a smile, settled himself next to her on the bed. Lisa looked guarded "I had a pretty normal life before this, I worked at a music shop, I love playing piano, well I pretty much love music full-stop, playing and listening. My parent's are dead and I have no siblings -- The cancer took me down pretty quickly and I've been at the hospice for just over five months now, I was originally given twelve months but my cancer has progressed more than my Doctor would like. I like to think I'm a pretty decent person." Lisa finished and Stefan noticed a little smile playing around her lips. "So Stefan, tell me about yourself and convince me as to why I should spent eternity with you!" "I think I would rather show you why you should consider spending eternity with me rather than a slow death!" Lisa slowly started to move back on the bed "I'm not sure that's an entirely wise idea." Stefan reached for her with a smile "Too late, sweet Lisa!" Moving faster than Lisa, Stefan pulled her towards him. Against his supernatural speed and strength, Lisa really didn't stand a chance. She found herself lying back down on the bed, with Stefan next to her, his mouth inches away from hers. The look in his eyes promised so much, with a smile she gave into temptation and ran her tongue around his mouth, gently sucking in his bottom lip. With a moan, Stefan bought his mouth down onto hers, plundering her mouth with his tongue, pushing and twining with her tongue until she was gasping for breath, his hand kneading her breasts through the nightgown. Seemingly of their own accord, her hands came to his head, her fingers threading their way through his hair. Stefan slipped his hand behind her back, pushing her forward and onto his jean covered cock. Lisa could feel how hard he was, he felt huge! Her pussy started to throb, filling with an instant wetness. She ground her hips against him. "What are you doing to me!" she whimpered. Stefan pulled at her hospital gown with eager fingers, "Take this off." Lisa struggled to remove the gown but Stefan grew impatient, suddenly taking the material in his hand and shredding it down the front, then pulling it off her. Lisa gasped as the cold air hit her near naked body, clad now only in her panties. Stefan stared down at her, taking in every part of her body -- Lisa started to tingle with anticipation. "I want you to undress for me Stefan," she said breathlessly "I want to see all of you." "As you wish, my love" he said smiling broadly. Lisa coloured slightly at his words, but didn't take her eyes off him as he slowly started to take his coat off, followed by his T shirt and jeans, soon Stefan wore only his underpants, his bulging cock jutting out proudly. "You are so beautiful" she whispered. "No, Lisa -- you are the beautiful one." "What if someone should come?" Lisa asked glancing towards the door. "I'll hear them before they get here, don't worry no one will come in." Stefan looked at the narrow hospital bed "Now this could be fun!" he said dryly. Lisa smiled, and for a second the radiance of her smile stunned him, it was the first time he'd really seen her smile, it lit the whole of her face up. Stefan wanted to throw her down on the bed and take her right there and then, he wanted to look into her eyes as he pleasured her and make her scream as she came. "Are you okay Stefan?" Lisa asked a little frown appearing on her forehead. "I will be!" he murmured quickly stripping off the underpants and joining her on the bed. Stefan could see Lisa starting to shiver again, he could feel the excitement building up in her, the aroma of her arousal making his cock hard and throbbing, he fought to hold onto his self-control. "Kiss me Stefan." He didn't need asking twice, his mouth came down on hers, kissing and nipping at her lips, making her moan. She kissed him back with an eagerness that matched his own. Her hands wandering down to his cock, hesitating when she found him hard. "Fuck me Stefan! I need you to fill me, make me feel alive." Stefan started to kiss down the side of her neck, listening to Lisa's contented sighs. He hovered over her pulse point at the base of her neck, almost seeing the throbbing vein through her skin, nipping it gently then moving back to kiss her mouth, his hands moving over her back and ass. Her hands were starting to drive him crazy, Lisa was rubbing the taut skin of his stomach but subtly managing to avoid his cock. With a groan he pushed himself into her hand. "Touch me, feel how hard I am for you!" he moaned. When Lisa's hand wrapped around his cock, he thought he'd gone to heaven, her hands were like warm silk, moving up and down the length of him. Now it was Stefan's turn to quiver. "Do you like this?" she whispered seductively near his ear. Smiling, Stefan quickly moved over her body, leaning on one hand to take the full weight of his body off hers then he was nestled in between her thighs, her panties still covering her pussy. Stefan moved from one breast to the other, lightly biting her nipples until they were ruby red solid little nubs, while Lisa twisted and panted under him. "Is this too fast for you?" he asked gently, moving his cock up and down the length of her panty covered pussy, feeling the wetness starting to seep through the material. In response, Lisa tried to reach down to her panties, trying to edge them down, her breasts rising and falling with the effort. "I just want you to fuck me, make me feel something other than pain!" "Let me" Stefan murmured as he reached down and ripped them off her. Lisa gave a husky laugh but Stefan could hear an uneasy edge to her laughter. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you" he promised, moving further up her body until his cock was nudging the edges of her trimmed pussy. "You won't bite me in the throes of passion will you?" Lisa tried to joke. Stefan could feel the nerves taking over her, if he didn't take her now she would change her mind, Lisa started to edge away "You know, maybe this is a little fast, I don't think we should........." she got no further, with one thrust, Stefan firmly impaled himself within the tight, hot wet confines of Lisa's pussy, sliding into the wet channel, easily and deeply. Lisa's eyes shot wide as Stefan plunged into her, her back arching and her hands coming up to his chest as her pussy found itself stretched. "Stefan!" she managed to whimper. "Now doesn't that feel better?" he said smugly moving his hips slowly in a circling motion. Stefan looked down with satisfaction into her eyes, passion was making them appear large and luminous in the dimness of the room. Her pussy felt slick and hot on his cock, he moved again, gently just a slight movement of his hips but it was enough to make Lisa arch again, wanting him to move more. Lisa gave a loud gasp, all resistance to him gone. "Stop teasing me Stefan!" Lisa muttered trying to move and grind on his slowly moving cock. With a smile, Stefan pulled out then plunged back into her, slowly at first then picking up speed. Soon Lisa was writhing on his cock, wrapping her legs around his back, panting and trying to pull him in closer, her hands on his chest gripping him so tightly she was drawing blood with her nails. Stefan pulled her hands off, he didn't really want to loose anymore blood so instead he pulled her hands above her head and onto the metal rail of the hospital bed. She gripped the rail, her eyes shut, still pumping and grinding on his cock. Stefan hoped she was close to her climax, he was and he didn't know if he could hold it off. His cock felt like it was sliding into a velvet glove, he couldn't remember when he'd last enjoyed giving or receiving so much pleasure. He drove Lisa on nearer to her goal, pushing her higher and higher until with a scream she gushed over him. The sensation of her pussy convulsing and gripping his cock sent him over the edge too and with a snarl he came, bucking and driving deeply into her pussy. Usually he ended the sexual act with the taking of blood, he ached to taste her but he knew Lisa wouldn't take too kindly to that. He would wait. "Oh my God, Stefan, that was amazing!" Lisa rubbing a hand across her sweat drenched face. "I've had a lot of practice" Stefan teased her, then gradually pulled his cock of her. He lay with his hand possessively across her stomach, he could still feel the little tremors left over from her orgasm shooting across the delicate skin of her stomach. Lisa looked over to the little clock on her bedside cabinet "It's going to be dawn in a couple of hours, shouldn't you be going?" Stefan realised that he had very nearly spent the entire night with her. Soon the effects of his blood would start to wear off. "Have I changed your mind? Will you let me change you? Will you accept my kiss? Stefan realised that he could just turn her but he still wanted her to be willing. Lisa was hesitant and slow in answering "It's a big decision Stefan, I can't just make that kind of decision, I need to think." "Lisa, I don't want to scare you but you don't have much time -- when my blood wears off, the pain will come back and I won't be here to stop it." Sadly Lisa shook her head "I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer just like that, I have to think -- surely you understand that?" "I'll come for you tomorrow!" Stefan said finally. Lisa nodded, then leaned over to the bedside cabinet, deftly pulling a clean nightgown and panties from the drawer. Stefan waited until she was settled back into bed, then leaned over to drop a little kiss on her nose. Lisa stared at him for a second, then she frowned "Stefan, I want you to take some of my blood, I want to give you something special........I want you to take something of me with you, until tomorrow night." Stefan shook his head "You don't know what you ask of me, it could weaken you, I won't take that chance." "Please, Stefan I need you to do this for me!" Reluctantly Stefan sat back down on the edge of the bed. Lisa held her hand out to him. "Will you take it from my wrist? I want to watch as you do it." Stefan could hear her heart start to race, her hand just starting to tremble. "Are you sure?" Lisa nodded. In a heartbeat, Stefan looked at Lisa through yellow eyes, white fangs visible from his mouth -- with a low whine he brought her hand to his mouth, then watching her, licking the wrist and swiftly burying his fangs deep into her flesh. Just a Little Kiss Ch. 02 Lisa tried to stifle the moan of pain as she felt him bite deep then suck on the wound. She resisted the urge to snatch her hand back. Stefan drew a mouthful of her blood into his mouth, she tasted so sweet and fresh that for a second the realisation hit him that he could just keep drinking and change her there and then, then he heard her whimper in pain again, quickly he let go of her hand. She trusted him, he wouldn't do that to her, he needed her willing. "Thank you" she whispered. "Go to sleep, my love." Immediately Lisa fell back against the pillows, eyes shut. Stefan pulled the bedclothes up around her. "Until tomorrow" he said gently as he leaned down to kiss her again.