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

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

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

Your future 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 consummate chance to strike !

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

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

You quickly and quietly approach the social movement porch and peer into the window, you notice there isn't a unmarried 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 deserving a try, you proceed to go around the business firm to the side yard logic gate and you hop over it, careful to be as lull as possible.

You tiptoe through the slope 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 door : locked.

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

You quietly maltreat in but manage to lose footing and cotton on inside the bedroom over a desk, knocking over respective pens and some rusty old looking books.

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

"Okay..focus."You whisper to yourself as you pull your phone out of your pouch to spark off your flashlight.

As the elbow room lights up, you notice an copiousness of creepy looking affair ; skulls, a black wooden bed frame matched in color by a thick overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th hundred, a jar with a frame '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.

stacks of doughnut, these could sell well.

You pocket most of them when suddenly you hear a distant threshold spread out.

You've never encountered this event before.

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

But a cooling presence closure you as you are about to perish the window.

"How daring you ! ?"You figure it's better to try to run. You hope he can't get a good looking at you to discover you with.

You try to skip out of the window but he grabs your shirt and drag you back, you land on the ground on your dorsum, 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 ferment on a light.

Through the candlelight you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking skin and dark, his ruby red eyes 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 color of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he sick ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoat and sighs at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm pitiful okay !

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

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

You grab your phone and try to call your friend to help you but before you can, he scratches it out of your manus 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 back 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 arrest as he swiftly bites your neck, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

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

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so very much, you begin to find weak.

You try to scream but he covers your mouth

You feel the descent lightly trickle down your pharynx, he presses on your morsel wound and drags the rip across your nerve 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 paw

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

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

He pauses for a abbreviated second

a good plaything for me to use."

"As I was trying to explain to you, I am deadened, as you might pull in from my physical Department of State, and I hunger for the touch of the living"

He drags his cold lifeless hand underneath your shirt, grabbing your bosom under your bra.

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

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

You try to go his mitt 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 long time since I've enjoyed the flesh of a live victim.

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

"Cut the bull 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 soft touch not to take it. ''

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

He notices your hurt

'' I did n't ask 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 distinguish anyone what you did to me, and I will never slip again. I wo n't even tell people..about ...

uh.. ''

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

'' Is it true up ? This is harebrained. ''

'' It 's truthful. ''

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

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

find this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm disconsolate ''

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

'' It 's cold-blooded, delight check. I do n't like that ''

'' Stop protesting ! ''

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

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

'' What, you do n't wish a fiddling arousal ? mulct, I suppose you 'd rather birth it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his Shirley Temple Black trouser, removing your denim shortstop 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 toilsome cock inside you. He breathes a insensate icy breath on your sass, kissing the early side of your neck opening and thrusting into you.

'' You 're perfectly ! This is n't aright ! I do n't need 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 pain sensation.

'' What a shame. ''

His cock injury and barely can fit in your tight eubstance. He sucks on your wound, draining your pedigree.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your collation, so to see the line of descent pour naturally down your clavicle. He licks up your neck, tracing back the track of blood.

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

He thrusts faster and runs his fingers through your hair

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your legs, the candlelight illuminating his clay and veiny tool. The dim perch highlight his picket, ashen typeface and rough feature of speech. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but rule it..oddly attractive. A part of you loves this but knows how perverse and wrong it is.

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

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't mighty ''

'' No ! This is n't in good order ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself ineffective to deal your conflicting look.

'' Quiet. Embrace this impression ''

You grab his hands, warming them up a bit.

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

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your middle and guide his hands to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feels so good, safe than any living man has ever fucked you. You feel your legs tremble and throw off, your second joint tensing up.

'' springiness in. You do n't accept a choice ''

'' I..I want to ''

You can experience your slit begin to spasm, it feels so good.

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

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

You ca n't facilitate yourself, and almost as if your trunk is separate from your mind, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his putz, coating it with your juice. You feel a recondite gumption of ignominy.

He thrusts faster and harder before you can catch your breath he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the point of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and lays next to you, minutes pass in complete secrecy. You watch the candle flutter hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll last out with me of course. Leave your old life-time behind, start out from your old ways and serve me. Do n't dissemble like you did not bask that deep down inside. ''

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

He grabs your deal 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 ride out, but how can I leave my liveliness behind like that ? ''

'' well you do n't birth a choice, you 're going to die soon and link me in death. ''

You rub your hand across your morsel marks and realize the repulsion of what he told you, after a legal brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short patch, yes. And you will serve my hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my power point of panorama when that happens. better prepare for your new cosmos, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .