It is one in the morning, you are on your usual nursing home burglary spree.

You've never been caught yet, you make trusted you leave no track behind.

You're a cold and senseless sociopath who only cares about getting her prize by the end of the night.

Your next target is a house on the corner of the street, as you were scouting previously, you noticed that there hasn't been a car in the driveway for days and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The perfect chance to strike !

You can't aid but grinning at the gross set of circumstances that have led you to this moment.

The streetlight is out, allowing you the covert of darkness to sneak by.

You quickly and quietly approach the front end porch and peer into the windowpane, you notice there isn't a single luminance on in the house.

Jackpot, no one's home.

You try to turn the doorknob but it's locked, you figured it was worth a try, you proceed to go around the family to the incline grounds logic gate and you hop over it, careful to be as quietly as possible.

You tiptoe through the side yard, you listen as the crickets sing their songs from nearby, it's strangely calming.

You make your way to the backyard and you budge the backyard door : locked.

You sigh and try what appears to be a bedroom windowpane, it's unlocked.

You quietly ill-use in but manage to lose foothold and tumble inside the bedchamber over a desk, knocking over respective pens and some rusty old looking books.

You shut the window behind you and pick up the token you knocked over.

"Okay..focus."You whisper to yourself as you pull your phone out of your pocket to activate your flashlight.

As the way lights up, you notice an copiousness of creepy looking things ; skulls, a blackness wooden bed frame matched in color by a thick overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the eighteenth one C, a jar with a underframe 's hand in it.

"What even is this place ?

Probably some weirdo or old dude lives here"you remark to yourself and search the desk drawers.

mass of rings, these could trade well.

You pocket about of them when suddenly you hear a distant threshold overt.

You've never encountered this number before.

"Oh no, what now ! ?"You panic and climb the desk in an attempt to take flight the house.

But a chilling front stops you as you are about to die the window.

"How dare you ! ?"You figure it's undecomposed to try to run. You hope he can't get a good look at you to name you with.

You try to leap out of the window but he grabs your shirt and pulls you back, you land on the ground on your rachis, painfully.

You are dazed for a few seconds.

"I'm sorry sir, it isn't what you think.

I promise."

He strikes a match and lights the candle on his bedside table, giving you pause as to why he didn't just turn on a light.

Through the candlelight you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking tegument and dark, his crimson red eyes send chills down your acantha just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His haircloth is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pale coloring material of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he sick ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoating and sighs at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm sorry okey !

Just let me go, here I'll I've back what I stole"you reach into your pouch and remove the rings you stole, setting them on the desk.

He walks towards you and seize your hand, it is ice cold.

You grab your telephone and try to hollo your friend to assist you but before you can, he scratches it out of your script and puts it on his bed stand

"Let me go !

Why are you so moth-eaten ! ?"

He pulls you to the bed, you struggle and try to plain him but he pins you down.

"Because I'm dead."

You laugh, clearly not believing him,"Uh. What are you even talking about ?"You inquire

Your laugh comes to a sudden halt as he swiftly bites your neck, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

He licks the gushing blood from your cervix, you start to cry in pain

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so much, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your mouth

You feel the blood lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your snack wounding and drags the ancestry across your impudence as he trails his fingers down them.

"I may be a monster, as you tactlessly put it, but at least I'm not a thief."He glares down at you

"I'm ... sorry.

you whisper through his hand

"You will be."He replies, taking his hand off your mouth.

"As you probably know..my..physicality requires me to have myself, and I think you'd make ...

He pauses for a brief moment

a good plaything for me to use."

"As I was trying to explain to you, I am beat, as you might realize from my physical state, and I hunger for the sense of touch of the sustenance"

He drags his coldness lifeless hand underneath your shirt, grabbing your breast under your bra.

"You forfeited your ability to say no to my desires when you broke into my house and attempted to steal my possessions"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

You try to strike his bridge player away from your breast, but he is too strong."

"The fact that you thought that would work is hilarious."He snickers at you

"It's been a retentive fourth dimension since I've enjoyed the flesh of a endure victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the hunting all the more wind up for me."

"Cut the shite and let me go !"

"Why would I do that ? I'm having so much fun."He grins

"W..why are you doing this to me ! ?"

"Why would n't I ? The opportunity presented itself, I 'd be a fool not to take it. ''

He unbuttons your blouse clit by button. You freeze, knowing there probably is n't any way you can escape this. Your neck flimflam again, and you cringe in both pain and sheer misery of the situation.

He notices your hurt

'' I did n't need to be so rough with you, but you forced me to. ''

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never step foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't tell anyone what you did to me, and I will never steal again. I wo n't even tell people..about ...

uh.. ''

that you 're a fucking vampire.. '' you look away from him and close up your eyes. You do n't even consider what you 're saying, but in front line of you is a clearly stagnant man, reaching behind your backbone to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red eyes, there 's a certain allurement about them.

'' Is it true ? This is mad. ''

'' It 's dependable. ''

A frisson creeps down your spine, you hoped he would n't say that. The coldness of the way makes your nipples erect.

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

feel this kind of desire. ''

'' I grow tired of your interminable questioning. ''

'' I 'm dreary ''

He reaches underneath your shorts and panties, rubbing the outside of your snatch.

'' It 's cold, please break off. I do n't like that ''

'' stop protesting ! ''

He sticks two fingers inside you, you ca n't help oneself but feel wet. `` Why ? '' you think to yourself. `` I do n't like this, why does my consistency betray me like this ? ! ``

'' No please ! '' you try to quetch him, but he stops you

'' What, you do n't wish a petty foreplay ? Fine, I suppose you 'd rather possess it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his black trouser, removing your denim short as he removes his boxers.

'' This could have been easier for you. ''

He throws the clothing on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his squiffy voiceless pecker inside you. He breathes a cold icy breath on your lips, kissing the other position of your neck and thrusting into you.

'' You 're dead ! This is n't right wing ! I do n't want this ! Let me go ! ! ! ''

He bites your neck and squeezes his jaw tightly, seemingly as to penalize you for your gall. You gasp for air, breathless from the unbelievable hurting.

'' What a shame. ''

His cock hurts and barely can fit in your blotto soundbox. He sucks on your wound, draining your blood.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your morsel, so to watch the blood pour naturally down your clavicle. He licks up your neck opening, tracing back the trail of blood.

'' You 're so affectionate, so tight, so lively. ''

He thrusts faster and runs his fingers through your hair's-breadth

'' So beautiful. ''

'' You 're a double-dyed toy, so animated. ''

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your branch, the candlelight illuminating his remains and veiny cock. The dim light highlights his picket, white face and unsmooth features. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but find it..oddly attractive. A part of you loves this but knows how depraved and improper it is.

'' But you 're dead ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't right ''

'' No ! This is n't right ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself ineffective to handle your conflicting flavor.

'' Quiet. Embrace this feeling ''

You grab his hands, warming them up a bit.

'' I..I love it.. ''

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your eyes and guide his manpower to your clitoris as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feels so safe, better than any living man has ever fucked you. You feel your legs tremble and judder, your thighs tensing up.

'' give in. You do n't birth a choice ''

'' I..I want to ''

You can sense your pussy Begin to spasm, it feels so good.

'' I ca n't pretend anymore.. ''

'' springiness in., '' he whispers in your ear

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your consistence is break up from your creative thinker, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his rooster, coating it with your juices. You feel a deep sense of shame.

He thrusts faster and concentrated before you can overtake your hint he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the stage of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and lays next to you, minutes pass in complete silence. You watch the candela flicker hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll stay with me of track. provide your old spirit behind, depart from your old ways and dish up me. Do n't make believe like you did not enjoy that deep down inside. ''

'' It was damage. I ca n't outride. ''

He grabs your hand to prevent you from getting off the bed

'' Do n't act like you do n't require to, I can see right through you. ''

'' I want to stay, but how can I leave my life behind like that ? ''

'' Well you do n't have a choice, you 're going to die soon and join me in death. ''

You rub your paw across your bite marks and bring in the horror of what he told you, after a legal brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short while, yes. And you will serve my hunt in dying too, maybe you will appreciate my point of aspect when that happens. Better prepare for your new cosmos, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your regard .