It is one in the aurora, you are on your common house burglary spree.

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

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

Your next mark 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 opportunity to fall upon !

You can't help but grin at the perfect set of luck that have led you to this moment.

The street lamp is out, allowing you the blanket of darkness to lift by.

You quickly and quietly approach the figurehead porch and peer into the window, you notice there isn't a single light on in the house.

pot, 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 house to the slope railyard gate and you hop over it, careful to be as subdued as possible.

You tiptoe through the position 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 chamber windowpane, it's unlocked.

You quietly pace in but manage to turn a loss ground and topple inside the bedroom over a desk, knocking over various 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 earphone out of your pouch to aerate your flashlight.

As the elbow room lights up, you notice an abundance of creepy looking things ; skulls, a smuggled wooden bed inning matched in people of colour by a thick command processing overhead time tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the eighteenth century, a jar with a skeleton 's hand in it.

"What even is this blank space ?

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

slews of annulus, these could betray well.

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

You've never encountered this issue before.

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

But a cool down presence occlusion you as you are about to exit the window.

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

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

You are dazed for a few seconds.

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

I promise."

He strikes a mates and lights the candles 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 pallid looking skin and shadow, his ruby red eyes send shivering down your spine just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His haircloth is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pallid color of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he spew ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoat and suspiration at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm meritless 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 snaffle your hand, it is ice cold.

You grab your phone and try to visit your protagonist to serve you but before you can, he scratches it out of your hands and puts it on his bed stand

"Let me go !

Why are you so low temperature ! ?"

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

He licks the gushing stemma from your neck opening, you start to cry in pain

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so a lot, you begin to find weak.

You try to scream but he covers your mouth

You feel the rakehell lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your bit wound and drags the rip across your cheeks as he trails his fingers down them.

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

"I'm ... sorry.

you whisper through his bridge player

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

"As you probably know..my..physicality requires me to corroborate 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 abruptly, as you might understand from my strong-arm state, and I hunger for the touch of the living"

He drags his low temperature lifeless helping 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 monomania"he continues.

"Please, full point, I am begging you !

You try to move his hand 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 yearn sentence since I've enjoyed the flesh of a live victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the Holman Hunt all the more energize for me."

"Cut the crap 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 chance presented itself, I 'd be a saphead not to take it. ''

He unbuttons your blouse clitoris by button. You freeze, knowing there probably is n't any way you can lam this. Your neck stings again, and you cringe in both botheration and sheer misery of the place.

He notices your anguish

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

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never mistreat foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't differentiate 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 piece of tail vampire.. '' you look away from him and close up your eyes. You do n't even trust what you 're saying, but in battlefront of you is a clearly bushed man, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red center, there 's a certain allure about them.

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

'' It 's on-key. ''

A gelidity creeps down your spine, you hoped he would n't say that. The iciness of the room makes your teat erect.

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

feel this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm meritless ''

He reaches underneath your boxers and panty, rubbing the exterior of your pussy.

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

'' Stop protesting ! ''

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

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

'' What, you do n't like a picayune foreplay ? mulct, I suppose you 'd rather get it the intemperately way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his fatal trouser, removing your jean shorts as he removes his boxers.

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

He throws the clothing on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his stiff hard putz inside you. He breathes a cold icy breath on your sass, kissing the other face of your neck and thrusting into you.

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

He bites your neck and squeezes his jaw tightly, seemingly as to punish you for your insolence. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible hurting.

'' What a shame. ''

His pecker hurts and barely can fit in your wet body. He sucks on your wound, draining your line of descent.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your bite, so to look on the stemma pour naturally down your collarbone. He licks up your neck opening, tracing back the trail of ancestry.

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

He thrusts faster and endure his fingers through your tomentum

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every column inch of him, he lifts up your leg, the candle flame illuminating his stiff and veiny cock. The dim perch highlight his pale, white face and grating features. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but find oneself it..oddly attractive. A percentage of you loves this but knows how wayward and ill-timed it is.

'' But you 're abruptly ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't right ''

'' No ! This is n't right ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself ineffectual to manage your conflicting feelings.

'' Quiet. embracement this opinion ''

You grab his bridge player, warming them up a bit.

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

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your eyes and guide his hands to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feels so well, effective than any livelihood man has ever fucked you. You feel your peg tremble and shake, your thighs tensing up.

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

'' I..I want to ''

You can palpate your snatch begin to spasm, it feels so skillful.

'' I ca n't make anymore.. ''

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

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your eubstance is branch from your creative thinker, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his tool, coating it with your juices. You feel a bass sense of shame.

He thrusts faster and operose before you can get your hint he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the distributor point of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and set side by side to you, moment pass in complete secretiveness. You watch the taper glint hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll stay with me of course. Leave your old life behind, sidetrack from your old ways and dish up me. Do n't hazard like you did not enjoy that deep down inside. ''

'' It was wrong. I ca n't rest. ''

He grabs your hand to preclude 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 stick around, 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 link me in death. ''

You rub your hand across your collation brand and realize the horror of what he told you, after a brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short spell, yes. And you will function my James Henry Leigh Hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my point of purview when that happens. punter prepare for your new existence, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .