"Bitchin," His eyes shot back up to me with a laughing growl rolling from his chest, all of a sudden he jumped out of the tree disappearing, the screams made me turn my head over to the group of party hearty's. I should have been terrified at what was happening but I was totally calm at what they were doing, it was new to me, all this carnage seemed normal for some reason but I wasn't sure if I liked it or was simply placated.
I watched the lost boys decimate the group of guys, blood everywhere as they drank from them and tore their body's apart, I completely ignored the smell of human flesh burning when the body parts were thrown in the fire. My head snapped to the dune behind me when I heard a yell and something fell against sand harshly, tumbling against it. It was Michael. I watched his body roll down dramatically coming to a stop where he struggled to stand up as if he had just been jumped. The boys came into view next, standing above the dune and watching my brother as I swung my legs over the side of the branch to watch better. "So, now you know what we are, now you know what you are," David was pausing as his breathing was rough from adrenaline, "you'll never grow old Michael and you'll never die, but you must feed." I watched as they laughed at him. He was freaking out inside, it was clear to me.
"Not even your sister is like us Michael, we gave you a gift, you're one of us now." I was watching from the tree still when Michael's eyes shot to me before he rushed to stand up hopping on his bike with fear evident in his form, he drove off. I still couldn't find myself to care as I watched him drive off leaving me behind. "Wow what a dick just leaving his little sister here..." The boys laughed as I watched the spot Michael drove off through, I didn't even care, I was definitely not having the same thoughts as him at all. My thoughts were pulled from me as someone grabbed my ankles pulling me off the tree into their arms, "Marko!"
I was giggling as I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep from falling, and to keep me off his shoulder again. "So fangs?" I felt everyone watching me as I wiped some of the blood off his cheek with my thumb, "Kinky," I laughed, throwing my head back when he squeezed my ass again. The boys were clearly relieved I wasn't screaming in terror or running away. "So we can still makeout right?"
I heard him growl while the others laughed at me. "Come on, isn't it, put your fangs where my mouth is," I really shouldn't have made that comment but only because now my face had blood all over it. I could feel the bark press into my back when he slammed me against the tree pressing against me as he kissed me again, the taste didn't bother me at all. I was actually getting kind of turned on and when his fangs scraped my lip I let out a moan making him press against me harder with a growl in his chest. He was grinding against me as the other boys went to the little blue bonfire to do whatever they wanted.
"Marko!" I was officially annoyed when he set me down disappearing to the bonfire as I whined his name. I seriously needed attention or I was going to smack someone upside the head. "What's wrong sweetheart, Marko not able to give you what you need?" I snorted while they laughed, Marko was watching me over the fire with a smirk ignoring Dwayne's comment, "No I'm afraid not, total bummer I was really hoping to fulfill my fantasy," Marko's eyes were trained to mine as I bit my lip, "And what fantasy is that little dove?" I turned towards David before laying myself across a towel that had almost no blood on it, "getting fucked against a tree of course, what else?" I had pulled my shirt from its spot out from under my skirt's waist as the boys sat humored with little smirks adorning their face, "I don't know little dove, you need to learn. teasing isn't good after all." I moaned in annoyance as they watched me wipe a trail of blood off of my chest, "But I like the way it feels," I may have went a bit far when I licked the blood off my finger, I knew what I was doing and I could feel the boys watching me as they each let out little growls.
"Can we go get chinese?" I rolled onto my side and propped my head up with my hand, noticing their eyes watching me while I feigned innocence, "What? Do I have something on my face?" I didn't really, well besides the bloody kiss marks on my neck and the blood from our make out session but it probably wasn't much either, what was I doing again? "You heard the lady boys, let's go get some chinese."
My face fluttered into confusion before I remembered, "Ohh, hiya doll," Dwayne had pulled me up by my arms and in a quick motion I was over his shoulder with more giggles falling from my lips. His stride was quick and I was sitting sideways on his bike suddenly, he sat behind me as the others hopped on their bikes making me flip my leg over the side to properly sit in front of Dwayne. The bikes revved up causing me to lean back with a purr as Dwayne wrapped around me to grip the handlebars the boys taking off first, "Why am I in front Dwayne?"
It was a pretty bland question but I had an idea why I was in front this time around, "You tease too much," the thought that came to my mind would lead to one of two reactions from him, so I figured I would start with a question first just in case. "So you want me to stop?" He kept quiet for a few seconds as he finally turned the bike around so we could drive off after the others, "Didn't say that sweetheart," My smile turned sly as I hummed, the others were already too far gone to see as we started to drive off, putting my hands on his knees I rubbed his thighs as he groaned in my ear, my hands continuing up behind me where I pawed at him once more, "save it for later sweetheart," I sighed before reluctantly stopping as I laid against his chest.
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Leather & Chains 1987
FanfictionThe Lost Boys -- BloodyWritingPen Now on Ao3 with a reader pov. version-- 1987 Santa Carla, the rest of the Emerson bunch move back to where their line started, reunited with their family the Emerson's meet new people and make connections that cou...