It was a rather average night in the Millennium night club, people were dancing like it was the end of the world or taking drugs to make their lives appear better. It's a good thing they were all enjoying themselves because for one of these unfortunate souls their time in this world would no longer exist. A dark haired boy with very pale eyes was making his way through the crowd of sweating bodies in search of the perfect dance partner.
Several men and women grinded against him as he wove through the mass of people, and he allowed it so he could examine them. In the end though there was none within sight that he liked, they were either too old or too wigged out on drugs for him to give them a second glance. The smell of blood was thick in the air as the unsuspecting dancers threw themselves around trying to keep up with the beat of the music, while the strobe lights cast ghostly shadows amongst the crowd.
The dark haired boy finally paused and scanned the area around him, his lips turned up into a sinister smile when they landed on a young brown haired boy leaning against the wall away from the crowd. Still wearing his dark smile the dark haired boy slithered through the crowd like a snake until he finally reached the end of the crowd, but more importantly reaching the boy. Taking up a spot beside his potential partner the dark haired boy took a moment to study the brown haired boy to see if he was as perfect as he first thought.
Seeing no visible flaws he turned to the boy and leaned in so he could practically whisper in the boy's ear. "Why's a handsome boy like you sitting over here all alone?"
The boy turned to look at his visitor and quickly looked away making the dark haired boy's smile grow even more. Definitely not old enough to be in here, he thought as he got a bit closer and slid his arm around the boy's shoulder's making him tense up. To ease a bit of the boy's tension he nudged him with his head in a playful way.
"Relax, I'm not gonna do anything," The dark haired boy said still wearing his devious grin. "I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to dance."
Again the boy tensed but he looked at the dark haired boy and it was painfully obvious just how nervous he was about something. His bright green eyes just screamed youth and innocence making the urge to bite this boy grow even more.
"You have gorgeous eyes you know," the dark haired boy complimented making his partner shrug. "Name's Asher."
"Lance.." the green eyed boy said timidly without looking at him.
"Well Lance, I'm not joking when I say you have gorgeous eyes. So green," Asher said with a darkening smile when he saw Lance swallow hard making his throat pop out just a little bit. He had to use major self control to not sink his teeth into the other boy's neck, as much as he wanted to he also wanted to get Lance out of his shell and get him to dance. "Well come on, let's dance."
Before Lance could protest, Asher slid his hand into the other boy's hand and was pulling him into the mass of people where he could feed without people noticing. Humans these days would just think that he was merely giving the other boy a hickey and wouldn't even bother asking questions. Asher looked back and saw that Lance was looking around like he expected somebody to pop out and take him away. Not like Asher would let someone take this boy away from him though. It was weird how he hunted , even he admitted that. Find someone he was physically attracted to and then tear out their throats, no romance, no sex, nothing, just dancing with them and feeding off of them.
Finally finding a spot that he liked Asher turned around and pulled Lance into him. Lance was obviously not expecting this because he tried getting away but Asher slid his knee between Lance's legs and began grinding on him. The other boy let out a small gasp as he did this and made no further attempts to get away, leaving Asher to decide when to take what he wanted. The two of them were dancing rather intimately now, Lance had even gone as far as to place his hands on Asher's hips to help him grind. Asher stared deeply into his partner's green eyes and began to feel his fangs come out at the erotic feeling he was getting from Lance.
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Dawn of Vengeance
VampireJake Erikson, and Lance Gallows are two best friends who were both adopted into a secret order known as the Saint Shields, an order dedicated to the protection of mankind against all types of supernatural beings. Lately in Los Angeles more and more...