Chapter 1

We met in a dingy bar. His brown eyes sparkled in the dim light as our gazes met. That moment I knew he was the one. I offered him a drink and took his hand, shaking it as we introduced ourselves. I don’t remember the fake name I gave him, though I can’t forget his. Mike… It seemed so, him. He was perfect, a perfect beauty. And I couldn’t hold back my lust.

We danced for hours, our bodies pressed tightly together. His hands on my hips or ass. I could feel his desperate heart beat, and felt the urges rise up along with my erection. The tanned man felt it against his thigh and smiled, lighting up his eyes even more. I smiled back, though it seemed to dampen the light. I led him back against the back wall. The music thumped through the wall into him, and from him to me.

I closed my eyes for just a second before looking back at him. I asked him, more begged, to come back to the place I’d been staying. I smiled again when he agreed eagerly. I use to feel remorse, or pity for them when I got a reaction such as that. But not anymore.

He pulled me against him and crashed his lips against mine. He wanted me, almost as much as I wanted him. But his intentions were pure. He wanted to hold me, show me as much pleasure as he could in our short time together. Mine, however, where not…

We arrived back at my house several hours later. He kept saying we should have just gone to his because of the distance. But I smiled it off, knowing that we needed to be as far away from civilization as possible.

We walked into the nearly empty house and he was on me again. His arms around my waist, lips pressed against mine. He greedily sucked on my tongue. I moaned into his mouth and brought my hands to his hair.

Finally he pulled away, gasping for breath. He asked if we could turn a light on. I shook my head and lead him to the darkest room in the house, the bedroom. He again asked for a light, saying he wanted to see me, how gorgeous I was. I told him he’d have his light soon.

I forced him down on the bed. He didn’t complain as we tore off our clothes. Once again he asked for a light, I covered his mouth in my own. He moaned and screamed a name throughout the night, probably the one I gave him when we met at the bar. I licked and tasted every inch of him. But it wasn’t enough.

I didn’t sleep that night. I stared at his naked body in the darkness. Even in our pitch-black surroundings I could make out his every feature. He was absolutely divine. And he’d given himself to me.

If only he’d known the ultimate price he would pay. As the sun started to ascend I went to work. I kissed his soft flesh, making him stir, before inserting the needle into his vein. His eyes drifted open as I administered the drug. He looked to me, with a groggy, but ever bright, smile, before a puzzled look crossed his face. He looked down at his arm and back up at me. Before he could ask me what I was doing his eyes clouded over and drifted back shut.

“Enjoy it beauty,” I whispered against his ear as he twitched every so often, his body still fighting the drug, “Enjoy your last peaceful dream.”

Author's Note: Ok I know this is kinda hard to follow along with due to the writing style. It's just the way it flowed, so sorry if you're having problems with it. Plus, I'm working from inspiration here so I haven't proofed it. So I"m happy with it now. But I'll think it'll suck in the morning. :-/

As you can see this is very different for me, though my writing has sort of gotten darker as of late.

There are at least a couple more chaps after this. I had to stop writing though because of some really saddening news. *tear*

Anyway, I'd appreciate some feedback. Tell me if I should post the rest.

Thanks!