13 comments/ 11916 views/ 6 favorites Violet Lies By: gothic_chameleon He doesn't look like a genius, he looks more like a model, albeit a gothic one. His hair is a few inches long and bright blue, but his eye lashes are black. His lips are strawberry pink, his complexion flawless and pale. His clothes are expensive and ripped. I'm not sure if the ripping is intentional or not. I also don't know the color of his eyes. He appears to be unconscious. When I first found him, I thought he was dead, until I saw his chest rise and fall with even breathing. So now I'm just crouched beside him, watching him carefully. His lashes flutter and I lean closer. I catch a glimpse of pale blue before he shoves me away. I yelp when my head hits the wall. He towers over me, taller than I had thought, and pants harshly. "Where am I?" he snarls. My eyes widen as he grabs me by the collar and slams me against the wall. "Tell me!" "Tennessee." I stutter. He looks me over slowly and relaxes a bit. "You didn't touch me." he says. I blush. "I checked your pulse and stuff." I mutter. He shakes his head and lets his head rest against the wall. It shows how tall he is that he can do that above my head. I look up to his pulse and resist the urge to kiss him. He looks down at me with those bright blue eyes and I blush. "Why are you here?" he asks. "I saw you lying in the alley." I answer. He puts his hands on my hips and lifts me higher, so that we're face to face, then presses his body to mine to keep me in place. His lips brush my ear. "Did you see anyone else?" he asks. I shake my head and feel my breath catch when he presses those perfect lips to my pulse. "I thought you were dead." I whisper. He smiles. "I'm hard to kill. I was simply... incapacitated." he says. I kiss the hollow of his throat and feel him shiver. "This is going in a bad direction." "I like this direction." I murmur. I flick my tongue and he jumps. "I need to feed on someone." he whispers. He fists his hand in my hair and exposes my throat. I moan eagerly when he bites me gently. "But I need to get inside you for that." I unbutton his shirt and stroke his chest, but he stops me when I try to take off his pants. He presses his mouth to mine and I moan eagerly, desperate to feel him. He rips my shirt and pulls my skirt up. I blush when his fingers brush my soaked panties, but he just shoves them aside and thrusts two fingers up into me. I squeak and he covers his mouth with mine. He adds another finger, working me open, until I'm wet and loose. He pulls away for a moment, a cruel smile on his face, and unzips his pants. My eyes fall to his cock, hard and long. He lifts me higher and puts the tip to my pussy. I groan when I feel him rub me. "You're so big." I moan. He smiles, still looking cruel and wicked. "Do you think it will all fit? Because I'm definitely going to try to shove every inch into that tight little hole of yours." he purrs. I blush and whimper. He lets me drop, embedding the first few inches inside. I squeal as he stretches me, and he laughs. He presses slowly inside me, gripping my hips tightly when I begin to squirm. He crushes my mouth and kisses me eagerly, muffling my noises. He doesn't stop until he bumps my cervix. "Does it hurt?" he asks. His voice is so husky that I shiver. I whimper and nod. He pulls out slowly and shoves himself back in hard, drawing another cry from my throat. His eyes are eager as he thrusts into me harder and harder, making me squirm and cry out. Suddenly he stops, buried inside me, and leans back slightly. His mouth covers my nipple, sucking gently, and he rolls my clit between his fingers. I squirm for a different reason as the pleasure builds. He sucks harder and I whine softly, clenching around his huge cock. I'm so close to cumming. He grinds his hips against mine and I orgasm, sinking my teeth into his shoulder. His blood is so sweet, so good, I have to fight to resist draining him dry. He jerks away and starts fucking me again. I'm so wet that he slides in and out easily. I stare at him with my mouth slightly parted, eyes glazed. He watches my face, frowning slightly. "Are you okay?" he asks. I nod slowly and clench around him again. He moans and pinches my nipples, rolling them gently between his fingers. I squirm, staring at the blood leaking from his wound, and lick my lips. "What in the fuck are you?" he asks. I meet his eyes, confused, and he sighs. "That should have killed you, or at least knocked you out. Instead..." "What do you mean?" I ask. He smiles wickedly again, showing me sharp fangs. I yelp and try to scramble away, but he already has me pinned to the wall, his thick cock inside me. "I'm an incubus." he explains. He shoves himself inside me again and I squeal. "Too much." I beg. He smiles wider and starts fucking me, harder and harder, until I orgasm again. This time my breath grows shorter and my vision swims. He stares at me for a moment and offers me his wound again. I lick his blood and taste it curiously. My vision clears and I meet his eyes. "You're a vampire." he says. I snort. "Vampires don't exist. Neither do incubi, for that matter." I shove him away, trying to get some distance, but he presses his hips to mine and holds me tight. "We can argue later. The point is, you could be a permanent food source." he purrs. I start to protest and he kisses me again. I feel his hand squeeze my breast and lose consciousness. (want a sequel? comment and lemme know.) Violet Lies Ch. 02 ***She is above the age of consent. "Little girl" is a pet name, not related to age.*** I moan and shift a little on the bed, not entirely happy with this dream ending. I can still feel his tongue swirling around my clit, and I don't want to open my eyes and come back to reality. I lift my hips and the sensation disappears. I groan and open my eyes. The man from the alley stares down at me and licks his lips. "You taste so lovely." he whispers. I jerk away and curl up against the headboard. "Get away from me!" I screech. This freak raped me, well sort of. But even if I kinda agreed, I definitely did not agree to being dragged off to locations unknown. He crawls forward on his hands and knees, looking far too graceful and quick for my comfort. I watch him with wide, frightened eyes as he moves close enough to lick my lips. I jerk back with a yelp and he laughs. "Did you really think I would simply leave you there?" he mocks. I punch him and he jerks me on top of him, pressing his hips between mine. I try to pull away, but he holds me still, my squirming only serving to make things more enjoyable for him. "I don't even know your name." I whine. He pulls me in close and kisses me hungrily, lifting his hands up from my hips to my bare breasts. I kiss him back hesitantly and he squeezes my nipples until I moan. "You want me." he says, utterly sure. I give him a sweet smile. "Nope." And I roll off of him. Of course, I only make it to the end of the bed before he jerks me back and pins me underneath him. "You can call me Seth." he says, and he devours my lips once more. I moan eagerly and raise my hips. I know I should be trying to get away, but something about the taste of him makes me want to beg for more. "Seth." I murmur, and I bite his throat lightly. He shudders and pulls away, his blue eyes now glowing softly. "Say my name again." he orders. He spreads my legs wide, so that my knees touch the sheet on either side, and rams his cock inside me. "Seth!" I gasp. He moans softly and pulls out slowly, only to do it again. "Again." he orders. I moan rather incoherently and he bites my nipple, hard enough to draw a tiny bead of blood. "Scream my fucking name while I'm inside you, little girl!" "Seth!" I scream. He grips my wrists tighter and begins fucking me in earnest, until I'm too breathless to scream and too full of pleasure to think. I stare up into his eyes until my orgasm hits. I try to throw my head back, but he lets go of my wrists to hold me still. I stare into his eyes while his body pleasures mine and draw bloody trails down his back with my nails. I wrap my legs around his waist and he rolls me over, so that we're both lying on our sides. "You're amazing, and I hate you." I pant. Seth smiles cockily and reaches down, using his index finger to draw circles around my clit. "Be nice, or I won't give you what you crave." he teases. I snarl at him and he flicks my clit. I come close to moaning at that, only barely stopping in time. He makes a soft noise and smiles even wider. "Mmm, you clenched so hard, I would almost think you enjoyed that." Seth whispers. He does it again and I bite my lip. Again, and I have to dig my nails into my palms not to react. "Do you like that, little girl?" "No." I hiss. He kisses me and bites my lower lip. I taste copper and swallow the thin stream of my blood. "Liar." Seth says, "I can feel that slick pussy of yours clenching around my cock every time I hurt you." I look away at that. I know better now than to try to pull away. I suppress my emotions the way I've done for years and give him a fake, bright smile. "So, I satisfied your lust. Can I go home now?" He rolls over onto his back and draws me in close, so that my entire body is pressed against his, but not held down. I snuggle drowsily, unable to resist his warmth. "Don't leave." Seth whispers. I raise an eyebrow. "Is that an order or a request?" I ask. He digs his nails in at the base of my spine and scratches all the way up, making me writhe on top of him. "A request." he answers. I smile and resist the urge to pet him, or give him a cookie. I roll a bit so that I'm actually cuddling against him rather than impaled on his cock. It still feels good now, but it won't once I'm no longer wet. "This proves nothing." I grumble. Seth laughs silkily and gives me a seductive but slightly insane smile. "Then I shall have to prove it to you in a different manner, I suppose." He twists quickly around and binds me to the bed. I immediately start cursing him in several dead languages, but he just gags me. I make muffled noises of protest, but it's just not as impressive. "Let me show you what my attentions usually do to women." he purrs, his eyes glinting dangerously. I shake my head and he ignores me. I watch him stride across the room, still naked, and press a button on the wall. "Yes, master?" a happy male voice chirps. "Bring me one of the prisoners." he orders. I shake my head even more frantically. He ignores me totally, acting like I'm not even there. The girl is dragged into the room, her hands bound behind her back, and shoved to her knees at Seth's feet. He locks the door and lifts the quivering girl onto the bed. She meets my gaze, and her eyes are hopeless. Seth fists one hand in her hair, forcing her to stare directly at me, and uses the other to rub his cock against her dry pussy. She whimpers but doesn't speak, even though she wears no gag. I close my eyes, trying to block it all out, and Seth growls. He slaps my inner thigh, making me jerk, and shoves the girl's face into my pussy. I squeak and try to squirm away, but I'm bound to tightly for that. "Lick her off." he orders. I shake my head even more, but he ignores me still. The girl licks tentatively until Seth smacks her ass sharply. "Quickly, slut." The girl then dives into her task with the gusto of the desperate. I squirm even more, but now because her quick tongue is finding all the right spots. I don't want to orgasm. It would be wrong of me to orgasm from this poor girl being forced to lick me off. "I can do better if I can use my hands." she whispers, and then cowers, as if she expects to be hit. Seth unties her wrists and sits back to watch, stroking the length of his cock in one fist. The girl slides two fingers into my wetness and then pumps them as she flicks my clit. The combination of sensations makes me howl for her. I lay on the bed, feeling boneless, and she flashes me a pretty smile. Seth stares at us and smiles, just a little bit. I begin to feel a little bit of hope that perhaps he won't hurt the girl. She has to be my age, but she looks so innocent. "Lie down on top of her." Seth orders. The girl flips over and sprawls across my body, spreading her legs around mine. Seth kneels between our legs and rubs the tip of his cock all over my wetness, until I'm close to orgasm again. The girl reaches between my legs and stroke my clit lightly. I scream through my gag and buck, even though it does me no good. Seth takes his cock away from me and shoves it all into the tiny blonde in one smooth movement. She screams and tries to push him away, but he just laughs and moves his cock in and out of her. She screams louder as he moves his hips from side to side, making sure he touches every inch of her. I wonder why she's screaming until I realize she had absolutely no foreplay. He pulls out and slaps her, hard, hard enough to split her lip and make blood fly in a low arch. She stares up at him, whimpering softly and too afraid to move. I scream and beg him to stop, but he shakes his head. He grabs a large, double ended dildo out of the nightstand and feeds one end into my pussy. Despite my horror at his torment of the girl, I'm still dripping. He slides it in and out a few times, then slowly presses it between her ass cheeks. "No, please!" she begs. I beg with her, shrieking wordlessly, but he ignores us both. He works the free end into my pussy and shoves his cock back into hers, making her scream again. "Please, it's too much!" she gasps. He fucks her hard and fast, making her rock on my body. Her rocking in turn drives the dildo in and out, just enough to be felt. I scream from frustration and she orgasms, screaming her pleasure so loud that it hurts my ears. As the pleasure fades her struggles grow weaker. Her arms drop to her sides, and she stares up at him with glassy eyes. "Please..." she mumbles. He fucks her harder and stares down into my eyes, his face twisted with concentration. She orgasms again and quits moving completely, or close to completely. His body still slams into hers, making her rock on top of me, but she moves as bonelessly as a doll. With growing horror I realize she's not just unconscious, she's dead! I start screaming and he groans. He jerks my gag down and kisses me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I bite him and he laughs. He pulls out of her and shoves her aside. I scream as he shoves the entirety of his length into my sore pussy. He kisses me again, holding my jaw so I can't bite. "You see what I have to do to survive?" he hisses. I scream, still trying to get away, and start begging him to let me go. He slaps me until I have no words and then just fucks me, harder and harder until the noise of his hips slamming against mine is one continuous sound. He orgasms and collapses on top of me, sobbing. I stay frozen, unsure of what to do. I want him off of me, and I want a shower hot enough to scrub away what just happened. "They scream, and they beg, and I can't stop, I can't help but kill them. But with you, no one has to die." he whispers. Seth looks down at me with tear filled eyes. "You don't have to believe in me, just be my lover." I give him the only answer that I can. "Yes." He kisses me deeply and begins moving again.