One More Night In Gold

Time To Unwind

I found him, actually he found me, on accident in the club. I had no idea who he was, but we bumped into each other on my way out of the bathroom, and his way to the bar. He had dark skin, lots of piercings, a dark tracksuit, and a beanie with an eye on it. I thought he would be mad, but his lips tugged into a smirk. "Sorry 'bout that. You havin' a good time?" "Yeah mostly. Been tryin' to find someone to take home for the night, but nobody's been even remotely interesting. Don't suppose you're interested in men?" I raised my brow, and he laughed. "We haven't met, have we? I'm Jan Valentine, and anything that moves, I fuck." "I'm Snow. You wanna come home with me?" "No." My face fell, but he slung an arm over my shoulder. "You're coming home with me." I chuckled, and let him walk me out of the building, there was a kickass car he took me to, and he opened the passenger door. I got in, and he got in the driver seat, we sped off, and I clung to my seat. "Holy shit! AAAHHHH!" He threw his head back, and cackled before howling like a wolf.

We finally stopped at a run down, breaking apart hotel building. "Here, really?" "Yep. I forgot to tell ya, I don't live alone." We got out, and he gently took me by the hand, but I found myself pinned to the door I just shut, my back flat against it, and Jan's face about an inch away from mine. My breath sped up, and my pulse thrummed under my skin, his gold eyes suddenly seemed to glow, and I couldn't help but whimper, and try to shrink back from his piercing gaze. His hand held my throat, only squeezing hard enough to feel my pulse, which went Roadrunner on me once he grabbed me, and I shakily held his hand, afraid to move otherwise. "J-Jan?" He moaned, and leaned down to nuzzle at a pulse point on my throat. "I love the way my name sounds from you. Fuck, it's getting me so hard." His thumb moved ever so slightly, and he ran his tongue along my neck. I couldn't deny what his touches were doing to me. I had a secret that was the reason for my searching for a partner.

I hadn't been touched like this before. "Jan please..." He nipped at my throat, and I gasped, my head falling back. "Come on, let's get inside." He had to help me walk inside, and once we got deeper into the building, I clung onto the man, eyeing the dimly lit room full of women in pretty much nothing, men grinding on some of the women, and a blonde man in a white suit, and glasses seated behind everyone, watching the shows. It was like a mini club in here. "Jan, what have you brought back?" I gripped Jan's hand tightly when the blonde man smirked, and I saw an elongated canine tooth in his mouth. I began to realize the dangers of going home with a stranger. "This one's mine." I looked up at Jan, and he had a face-splitting grin, revealing a mouthful of razor sharp teeth. I pushed him away, and moved to run but he wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing me flush against his body. "What's the matter? You were so fuckin' happy to come home with me before. Don't go gettin' all fuckin' shy on me now!" I yelped when he tackled me to the floor, his knee on my back, and he pulled my arms behind me.

"I-I just wanted to fuck someone!" He leaned down, once again nuzzling my neck. "Oh don't worry, I'll fuck you every day that you're alive. I'll fuck you so hard it'll tear you to shreds." I couldn't help but sob, and I let the tears pool beneath my face. "Who would have thought my first time would be from a rape..." My body trembled, and Jan froze. "First time...you've never been fucked before?" I shook my head, and sobbed against the cold, stone floor. Suddenly, the world seemed to stop, and all eyes were on me. "Virgin." "Virgin blood." "Fresh." "Pure." The women crawled over to me  and I shrunk as much as I could, Jan snapped at them to get back to work, and my body trembled harder. He started rubbing my back in a soothing manner, and I flinched. "Don't worry. You're too fucking good to be dinner for those whores. No...I think you're gonna be all fucking mine." I whined in fear, and despair as he picked me up. One hand on my hip, the other holding my arms behind my back. "Are you going to turn him or keep him as a pet?" The blonde man asked. "I don't know yet, bro."

With that, Jan walked me to a secluded, and lockable room. He threw me on the floor, and locked the door; I landed on my face, and bit my lip, tearing it, and making it bleed a little. I sat up, and covered my mouth, tears blurring my vision, and making it impossible to see, I used my free hand to back myself up as Jan stalked towards me. He stepped forward, I scooted back until I hit the wall. He crouched in front of me, and I couldn't control my breathing anymore. He gently pried my hand from my mouth, and I turned my head, he grabbed my jaw, and made me look at him, but I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt something warm, and wet on my lip, and creaked my eyes open in time to hear him moan, and see him suck on my fucking lip! He was sucking the blood out, and I whimpered, trying to back up or turn my head, but he held my jaw tightly, keeping me in place. When he pulled back, a thin strand of spit connected our lips, and he wiped it away. "Fuck that's good. I'll tell you what, I'll keep you alive if you promise not to leave. You get to live, and in return, you stay by my side doing whatever I tell you to."