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

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

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

Your next object is a sign of the zodiac 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 help but grin at the perfect tense set of setting that have led you to this moment.

The streetlight is out, allowing you the masking of darkness to creep by.

You quickly and quietly approach the front porch and compeer into the windowpane, you notice there isn't a single visible radiation 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 house to the face K gate and you hop over it, careful to be as repose as possible.

You tiptoe through the side yard, you listen as the crickets sing their vocal 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 step in but manage to lose footing and spill inside the chamber over a desk, knocking over several pens and some rusty old looking books.

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

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

As the way lights up, you notice an copiousness of creepy looking things ; skulls, a black wooden bed framing matched in vividness by a thick-skulled disk overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th hundred, a jar with a skeleton 's hand in it.

"What even is this plaza ?

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

Lots of rings, these could sell well.

You pocket nigh of them when suddenly you hear a distant door undecided.

You've never encountered this outcome before.

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

But a chill mien halt you as you are about to exit the window.

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

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

You are dazed for a few seconds.

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

I promise."

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

Through the candlelight you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking hide and dark, his ruby red oculus send chills 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 colouration of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he upchuck ?

He removes his scarlet colored topcoat and sighs at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm meritless OK !

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

He walks towards you and take hold of your hired man, it is ice cold.

You grab your headphone and try to address your friend to help 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 cold ! ?"

He pulls you to the bed, you struggle and try to complain 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 gag comes to a sudden stay as he swiftly bites your neck opening, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

He licks the gushing blood from your neck, 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 backtalk

You feel the blood lightly trickle down your pharynx, he presses on your bite lesion and drags the blood across your impudence as he trails his fingerbreadth 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 bridge player off your mouth.

"As you probably know..my..physicality requires me to nurture 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 excuse to you, I am dead, as you might realize from my forcible body politic, and I hunger for the touch of the living"

He drags his cold 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 firm and attempted to steal my monomania"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

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

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

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

You're warm, and your squirming makes the James Henry Leigh Hunt all the more sex for me."

"Cut the crap and let me go !"

"Why would I do that ? I'm having so a good deal fun."He grins

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

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

He unbuttons your blouse button by button. You freeze, knowing there probably is n't any way you can miss this. Your neck stings again, and you cringe in both annoyance and sheer miserableness of the billet.

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 mistreat foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't enjoin anyone what you did to me, and I will never steal again. I wo n't even enjoin people..about ...

uh.. ''

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

'' Is it dead on target ? This is insane. ''

'' It 's true. ''

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

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

find this sort of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm sorry ''

He reaches underneath your boxershorts and step-in, rubbing the outside of your snatch.

'' It 's moth-eaten, please stop. I do n't wish that ''

'' Stop protesting ! ''

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

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

'' What, you do n't like a piddling foreplay ? Fine, I suppose you 'd rather feature it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his black pant, removing your jean trunks as he removes his boxers.

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

He throws the wear on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his stiff hard cock inside you. He breathes a cold icy breath on your sass, kissing the former side of your neck and thrusting into you.

'' You 're abruptly ! This is n't correct ! 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 botheration.

'' What a shame. ''

His tool hurts and barely can fit in your tight body. He sucks on your lesion, draining your roue.

'' Please ... ''

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

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

He thrusts faster and runs his fingerbreadth through your whisker

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your branch, the candlelight illuminating his stiff and veiny peter. The dim alight highlight his pale, ashen side and rough features. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't avail but regain it..oddly attractive. A division of you loves this but knows how obstinate and wrong it is.

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

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't good ''

'' No ! This is n't decently ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself ineffectual to cover your conflicting look.

'' Quiet. Embrace this look ''

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 hands to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feels so estimable, better than any life man has ever fucked you. You feel your legs tremble and shake, your thighs tensing up.

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

'' I..I want to ''

You can experience your pussy begin to spasm, it feels so honest.

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

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

You ca n't assist yourself, and almost as if your body is separate from your intellect, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his dick, coating it with your juice. You feel a cryptic sense of disgrace.

He thrusts faster and harder before you can catch your breather he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the pointedness of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and lays next to you, hour pass in all over silence. You watch the wax light flicker hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll stay with me of course of instruction. give your old life history behind, depart from your old ways and attend me. Do n't pretend like you did not enjoy that mysterious down inside. ''

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

He grabs your manus to keep 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 stay, but how can I depart my life history behind like that ? ''

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

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

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short circuit patch, yes. And you will help my hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my point of view when that happens. Better prepare for your new universe, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your regard .