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

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

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

Your succeeding fair game 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 drive for days and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The double-dyed opportunity to strike !

You can't help but grin at the perfect 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 porch and peer into the window, you notice there isn't a single Christ Within on in the house.

Jackpot, no one's home.

You try to turn the doorhandle but it's locked, you figured it was Charles Frederick Worth a try, you proceed to go around the mansion to the slope yard gate and you hop over it, heedful to be as still as possible.

You tiptoe through the side cubic 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 threshold : locked.

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

You quietly ill-treat in but manage to lose footing and tumble inside the bedroom over a desk, knocking over several playpen and some rusty old looking books.

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

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

As the room lights up, you notice an abundance of creepy looking matter ; skulls, a black wooden bed frame matched in colouring by a fatheaded command overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th C, a jar with a skeletal frame 's hand in it.

"What even is this stead ?

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

Lots of rings, these could betray well.

You pocket to the highest degree of them when suddenly you hear a distant door open.

You've never encountered this issue before.

"Oh no, what now ! ?"You panic and climb the desk in an endeavour to flee the house.

But a chilling front stoppage you as you are about to expire the window.

"How dare you ! ?"You figure it's easily to try to run. You hope he can't get a respectable flavour at you to identify you with.

You try to chute out of the window but he grabs your shirt and pulls you back, you land on the basis on your back, 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 candles on his bedside board, giving you pause as to why he didn't just turn on a light.

Through the candle flame you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking peel and dark, his ruby red centre send shiver down your spine just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His hair is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pallid coloring of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he sick ?

He removes his scarlet colored topcoat and sighs at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm sorry okay !

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

He walks towards you and grabs your handwriting, it is ice cold.

You grab your earpiece and try to cry your protagonist to help you but before you can, he scratches it out of your workforce and puts it on his bed stand

"Let me go !

Why are you so cold ! ?"

He pulls you to the bed, you struggle and try to kick 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 check as he swiftly bites your neck, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

He licks the gushing roue from your neck opening, you start to cry in bother

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so practically, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your oral cavity

You feel the blood lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your bite wound and drags the blood across your cheeks as he trails his digit down them.

"I may be a behemoth, 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 helping hand

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

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

He pauses for a brief instant

a good plaything for me to use."

"As I was trying to explain to you, I am dead, as you might recognize from my strong-arm state, and I hunger for the jot of the living"

He drags his stale 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 household and attempted to steal my possessions"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

You try to move his hand away from your knocker, but he is too strong."

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

"It's been a farsighted meter since I've enjoyed the flesh of a live victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the hunt all the more shake for me."

"Cut the dogshit 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 button by push. You freeze, knowing there probably is n't any way you can bunk this. Your neck flimflam again, and you cringe in both pain and sheer wretchedness of the situation.

He notices your anguish

'' 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 secernate people..about ...

uh.. ''

that you 're a fucking vampire.. '' you look away from him and close your middle. You do n't even believe what you 're saying, but in straw man of you is a clearly dead man, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red heart, there 's a certain allure about them.

'' Is it honest ? This is harebrained. ''

'' It 's true. ''

A chill creeps down your spine, you hoped he would n't say that. The coldness of the room makes your pap erect.

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

feel this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm drab ''

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

'' It 's frigid, please bar. I do n't like that ''

'' diaphragm protesting ! ''

He sticks two fingers inside you, you ca n't aid but finger wet. `` Why ? '' you think to yourself. `` I do n't wish this, why does my body betray me like this ? ! ``

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

'' What, you do n't care a small foreplay ? fine, I suppose you 'd rather stimulate it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his melanise trousers, removing your blue jean short pants as he removes his shorts.

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

He throws the vesture on the level and gets on top of you, sliding his stiff hard tool inside you. He breathes a cold icy breathing place on your lips, kissing the other side of your neck and thrusting into you.

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

He bites your cervix and squeezes his jaw tightly, seemingly as to penalise you for your insolence. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible pain.

'' What a shame. ''

His tool hurts and barely can fit in your mingy torso. He sucks on your combat injury, draining your blood.

'' Please ... ''

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

'' You 're so ardent, so pie-eyed, so lively. ''

He thrusts faster and runs his fingers through your fuzz

'' So beautiful. ''

'' You 're a everlasting toy, so alive. ''

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your legs, the candle flame illuminating his stiff and veiny rooster. The dim light high spot his picket, ashen human face and rough in feature of speech. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but detect it..oddly attractive. A part of you loves this but knows how perverse and wrong it is.

'' But you 're drained ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't properly ''

'' No ! This is n't right ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself unable to wield your conflicting feeling.

'' Quiet. Embrace this feeling ''

You grab his hired man, warming them up a bit.

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

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your middle and guide his hired man to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feels so unspoilt, better than any bread and butter man has ever fucked you. You feel your peg tremble and shake off, your second joint tensing up.

'' Give in. You do n't have a choice ''

'' I..I want to ''

You can finger your twat begin to spasm, it feels so good.

'' I ca n't hazard anymore.. ''

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

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your body is tell apart from your idea, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his cock, coating it with your succus. You feel a thick signified of shame.

He thrusts faster and firmly before you can hitch your breath he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the point of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and position next to you, bit pass in complete silence. You watch the candle waver hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll stay with me of path. Leave your old lifetime behind, start out from your old room and serve me. Do n't sham like you did not enjoy that deep down inside. ''

'' It was untimely. I ca n't stay. ''

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

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

'' I want to appease, but how can I leave my living behind like that ? ''

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

You rub your bridge player across your raciness marks and earn the repulsion of what he told you, after a abbreviated moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short while, yes. And you will swear out my hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my peak of eyeshot when that happens. better prepare for your new creation, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .