With such a weakness for the uncommon, I like to write stories that break the mold. The unique characters, the uncharted paths, audacious ideas that make the bold look shy. Basically, if it involves words, I'll write it--and if there are no words, I'll write about it anyway.
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The light, it strokes with silken grace,
A touch that warms, yet hides its face.
It glimmers soft, a loverâs plea,
But blinds you to what it might be.
The dark, it lingers close, unseen,
A shadowed hand both cruel and keen.
It whispers low, it pulls you near,
A thrilling chill that hums with fear.
They circle close, they tease, they taunt,
Their every move designed to haunt.
The light seduces, blinding sweet,
The dark responds, a tangled heat.
The light will kiss, but never stay,
Its golden hands can strip away.
The dark will claim, its grip like fire,
A whispered curse, a fierce desire.
You ache for both, you want their fight,
The pull of dark, the push of light.
Yet neither loves, and neither liesâ
They prey on what behind you hides.
Their game is cruel, their stakes are high,
Their passion sweet, their price the sky.
For every kiss from dark you crave,
The light will dig a deeper grave.
And still they tempt, they drive you mad,
A dance of fear, of love gone bad.
You canât escape, their webs entwineâ
The light, the darkâthey make you mine.
As Quinn stepped through the doors of the new downtown library, her thoughts drifted to her girlfriend waiting for her at the apartment. For a moment, she had an urge to go home. But she really wanted those chemistry books for her project, and since she was already hereâŚ
Just as she expected, the pretty and enthusiastic library clerk she saw the week prior was seated at one of the front desks, her gaze already fixed on Quinn.Â
The phone in her pocket buzzed silently. She answered it without taking her eyes off the clerk, giving the girl the impression that they were watching each other. Quinn looked away when the girl blushed.
âIâll be home soon, kitten. I just got here. Okay, love. Bye.â
She hung up the phone and glanced up, cautiously. To Quinnâs dismay, the girl waved her over.Â
âHi,â Quinn said reaching in her bag.Â
âItâs good to see you again. Iâm Elena,â she said putting a hand on her chest. âHow can I help you?â
âNice to meet you,â Quinn replied, glancing at the soft flesh her hand was pressing into. âUh, do you have these two books?â
âOhâŚyouâre a chemist.â
âYeahâŚstudent.â
âYou know what? My computer is down.â
âOh, I can wait for one of themââ
âNope, just follow me. Iâll take you.â
Elena came around the counter without acknowledging Quinnâs objections.Â
âItâs okay. I just wanted to check before I went up. I can do it myselfââ
âOh, pish posh. Itâs no trouble.â
Quinn almost rolled her eyes. She was going to have to be firm with this one. Her girlfriend had been the same way, in the beginning.Â
âThis isnât the time, Miss. You should stay here. I insist.â
Elena stopped. She gave Quinn a serious look as if to consider her words, and her tone, but then took one look at Quinnâs muscled arms squeezing through her sleeves and was hypnotized. Her eyes glazed over as Quinnâs presence suddenly made her feel as if she were high. She no longer played coy or tried to mask her flirtatious smile.Â
âI wouldnât dare pass up the chance to be alone with someone as cute as you. Follow me.â
Quinn blushed as she hesitated, but she still looked over her shoulder to see if another clerk happened to be free.Â
None.Â
âFollow me, handsome,â Elena said, walking slowly up the stairs.Â
Quinn sighed. She wasnât interested in being flirted with today. She just wanted her books and to go home. She looked up and could see underneath Elenaâs mini skirt. This girl seemed eager to play with someone today.Â
Quinn let out another controlled breath and followed her. Everything began moving in slow motion then. The sway of Elenaâs skirt moved so slowly it flipped up just enough for Quinn to see the pink panties she wore. The back of Elenaâs legs were so close to her sight that she could see the golden baby like hairs and goosebumps slowly popping up on her skin as she unknowingly reacted to the veil Quinn was secretly weaving around them. Before Quinn knew what happened, she bumped into Elenaâs ass. She raised her hands in the air once she realized she was holding onto the clerkâs hips who was now bending over in front of her.Â
âSorry. Dropped my sticky note,â Elena said as she stood back up. She looked down between them and smiled up at closeness of their bodies.Â
Quinn detected the scent of her excitement.Â
âI can take it from here. Just point the way.â
âWeâre almost there,â Elena smiled and patted Quinnâs arm. She stopped, blindly caressing that arm, squeezing it as she moved down to her elbow.Â
âMy god. Youâre built like a man.â
Quinn frowned. âI am a man.â
âBut youâre a girlâŚâ
âAnd your point is?â
âIâm confused.â Elena moved closer and whispered. âDo you have a â?â
âCan I get those books, please? I have to be somewhere.â
âMeeting a sexy someone, somewhere?â
Quinn simply looked at her.Â
Elena moved closer and placed her hands on Quinnâs chest before she could stop her.Â
âGod. Youâre magnificent.â
âThank you. I need those books so I can go.â
âWhy the hurry?â Elena, her gaze full of need, âYou knowâŚthereâs a room back there where we could be all alone.â
Trying her best to look impatient, she replied, âNo thanks. I gotta go.â
Elena pulled up her shirt and Quinn stopped in her tracks.Â
âYouâve seen mine, itâs only polite to show me yours.â
Quinn was breathing a little harder now. She shook her head, trying to stay in control.Â
âDonât do this.â
Quinn thought to produce a silk burst so that she could escape the girlâs presence, but the stronger Elena came onto her, her own hunger intensified.Â
âI have a girlfriend.â
âLucky, lucky girl. Are you going home to ravage her?â
Letting go of any pretext, Quinn responded truthfully just to frighten her. âIâm going to home to feed off her, yes.â She stared into Elenaâs eyes to drive home the point.Â
âIf you follow me to that office back there, you can eat me instead.â
Elena wrapped her arms around Quinnâs neck, pulling her into her naked breasts. The softness and warmth spread over Quinnâs chest, permeating her shirt easily.
âShit.â
She pushed at Elena, but the clerk only wrapped a leg around her waist and rubbed herself against the bulge in Quinnâs pants.Â
âOh my god,â Elena gasped as she snaked her hips around. âIâve never met a hermaphrodite.â
âWho said I was a hermaphrodite?â
âYouâre a man and a woman.â
âGet your damn hands off me.â
Quinn managed to rip the girl away from her body.Â
âPlease,â Elena pleaded. âIâm not like this all the time, I just want you so badly. The first day I saw you, I justâŚneeded you.â
Quinn, intrigued, stopped from turning away and turned around. She looked at Elena with fascination.Â
âWhat is it you need me for?â
The question surprised Elena, causing her to become quite guarded, as if she were reluctant to be open with Quinn.Â
âI donât know,â she said, sounding like a shy little girl now.
Quinn moved closer to increase her distress. âYou said you want me. So, what do you want?â
âFor you to fuck me.â
âIs that all?â
âWhat more is there?â
âYou want me to fuck you, then disappear?â
âIf you come to my place, we can, maybe, hang out afterward.â
âHang out,â Quinn repeated. âI donât hang out.â
âRight. You have a girlfriend.â
âThat I feed on,â Quinn looked at her as if she had just lost her mind.Â
âI want to experience that.â
âThe only reason you want that is because you think Iâm talking about something sexual.â
âArenât youâŚtalking about eating pussy?â
Quinn smiled.Â
âWhen I get homeâŚmy girl will be waiting for me, kneeling on the floor, in the corner. I donât ask her to do this, she does it because she is compelled to.â Quinn started moving closer to her.Â
Not realizing her breasts were still out Elena started walking backward.Â
âMy girl is afraid of me, but she is also obsessed with me. Is that what you want?â
Elena nodded as if that would be true for any girl who had Quinn.Â
âShe loves and fears my touch. It frightens her when I get aroused, because I am violent when I love her.â
âYes,â Elena whispered still walking backward in blind fear. âI love it rough.â
Quinn grinned at her, looking down and soaking in the sight of her beautiful, large nipples. She could see Elena relaxing a bit, and grabbed the clerk around the neck before she could blink.Â
âMy girl doesnât like it rough, but she tolerates it,â Quinn said hotly against Elenaâs cheek as she suddenly released her neck. âWhen I kiss her lips, it stings. When I suck her nipples, she tries to push me away. You see, my touchâŚhurts. But like I said, sheâs obsessed with me, therefore she tolerates it just to be near me.â
âI want that. Please, I want to be near you.â
Quinn tilted her head. âAww, you really donât know what it is youâre wanting. If you did, trust me, you wouldnât want it.â
âSheâs your slave. Youâre submissive, I get that.â
âNo, darling. Sheâs my repas.â
Elena frowned.Â
âMy sustenance.â
âLikeâŚfood?â
Agitated, Quinn replied, âYes.â
Elena laughed out loud then covered her mouth as she looked around to make sure no one had been disturbed. Then realized something. No one was looking at them. Especially with her tits exposed.Â
âNo, donât cover them up. Iâm enjoying them.â
Elena turned to look at the man sitting at one of the desks, oblivious to the two of them. She frowned again.
âWhy isnâtâ?â
A small smile spread over Quinnâs lips as she continued stalking the clerk down the long rows of shelves.Â
Her hunger was growing.Â
Her heart was racing, her groin was aching.Â
Her eyes were transitioning on their own.Â
âNo one can see us but you.â
Elena let out a nervous laugh. âAre you a ghost or something?â
âNo, Iâm not,â Quinn smiled.Â
âWhy isnât anyone looking at us?â
âThey cannot look atâŚwhat they cannot see.â
Elena was becoming nervous. Her nipples hardened another fraction and Quinn licked her lips.Â
Recalling all the movies sheâd ever seen, Elena suddenly brightened at a wild thought.Â
âOh, you must be a vampire.â
They both laughed then. Quinn smiled, showing Elena her teeth.
âMy canines are nice and pointed, but not to the point of being Vampyre. Come on. Do you really believe that?â
Elena, not liking the way she even said the word vampire, suddenly turned serious. âI-I donât know. Whatâs happening to your eyes?â
âI donât mean to scare. I just want to see you more clearly.â
âWell, stop it. Itâs freaking me out.â
âSorry, love. It happens when I get hungry. Still want to feed me?â
Elenaâs eyes began to water.Â
âNow you get scared? Most people are afraid of me at first sight. And they donât get to see as much as youâre seeing now.â
âCan we go back downstairs?â
âWhatâs wrong? I begged you to let me find these books alone, but you were so eager to come with me. Wanting that pussy touched and teased so badly that here we are. So, let me touch you.â
Tears rolled down Elenaâs cheeks even though she wasnât sure why.Â
Quinn slid her back pack from her shoulder and slowly set it on the floor as she continued walking toward Elena.
âStill wanna see me naked?â
Quinn unbuttoned her shirt slowly and opened it. Elenaâs eyes widened at the large red mark in the center of Quinnâs chest. Working in a library for a few years had taught her a few things. And that mark reminded her of something sheâd seen on a spider. It didnât have the appearance of a permanent tattoo nor was it freshly painted, because it wouldâve been all over Quinnâs shirt. How could the mark appear moist but not actually be wet? Elena couldnât explain it or understand it herself.Â
âW-what is that?â
Quinn glanced down at her own chest, then lifted her eyes back to Elena, her gaze steady and intense. With a slow, deliberate movement, she traced her fingers over the mark. The gesture held Elena spellbound, her eyes locked onto the intricate lines beneath Quinnâs touch.
âWould you like to touch it?â
Elena, now filled with a mixture of arousal and fear, could hardly breathe. She shook her head quickly.Â
âYes you do. Everyone whoâs seen it has wanted to touch it. That was my girlâs mistake.â
Elena wrapped her arms around her body which made her naked breasts bulge.Â
Quinn rolled her eyes. âGod, you gotta do something. Either touch me or stop walking away from me.â
âI donât know whatâs going on.â
âYou said I could feed off you.â
âI said you could eat me but clearly weâre not talking about the same thing.â
âOh, I donât know. I think we are,â Quinn said, removing the leather glove from her left hand.Â
Elenaâs eye widened as she observed the purple tint of Quinnâs fingers that gradually darkened into sharp, black nails. She covered her mouth to keep from screaming, forgetting that no one could see or hear them anyway.
âI would take this finger,â Quinn stopped to slide it into her mouth, then pulled it out slowly, âand draw a sensual line from your anus to your clit, slowly back and forth until you are dripping wet for me.â
Quinn smiled as Elenaâs eyes rolled back.Â
âThen I would lay you on the table in front of those people and spread your legs. You would then feel my mouth kissing down your knee, your thigh, to your wet lips as I take one side of them into my mouth.â
Elena struggled to stay balanced.Â
âWhat would I do next, my love?â
âYou wouldââ
âI would sink my teeth into it until I tasted blood.â
âNo,â Elena gasped suddenly as her arousal spiraled into a soft orgasm that made her knees buckle.
Quinnâs arms were moving so quickly, Elena felt as if she was spinning. When she stopped, she realized she was wrapped up tightly inside some type of cocoon. She moved around, but could feel her own arms wrapped securely around her torso. She couldnât tell what she was surrounded with in her dazed state.Â
âWhatâs happening?â Elena mumbled, feeling as if she had been drugged.Â
âDonât worry. Feeding off you will be the most intense experience you will ever have.â
âPlease. No,â Elena muttered before her face was covered within the webbed encasing.Â
Quinn put her shirt back on and proceeded down the rows of desks and unsuspecting people, then down the stairs. Halfway down, she removed the reflective webs that hid them both just as the clerk who was sitting next to Elenaâs area was coming up the stairs. The woman smiled. Quinn smiled back as she worked quickly, weaving thousands of delicate, feathery webs that acted as stringed mirrors.
The webs camouflaged the cocoon draped over her right shoulder, reflecting the surroundings to blend it into the environment. As the woman approached, Elenaâs encased body gradually faded from view. The webs were so fine they were nearly invisible, with only the occasional sparkle catching the clerkâs eyeâan illusion she may have dismissed as a trick of the light.
âWas Elena able to help you find what you were looking for?â the woman said.Â
âNo, but I was able to find something to satisfy me for now.â
âOhâŚwell, maybe we can use my computer to see if you can find them at another branch.â
âSure, but another time though. I have to get home. Iâm starving.â
âI hear you. I could use a little snack break myself.â
âNext time I get hungry, I just might have to join you.â
âOhâŚyes. Okay. Take care now.â
Quinn descended the remaining stairs, her steps deliberate and poised. She almost smiled at the relief her girlfriend would feel once she found out Quinn would be dining elsewhere tonight.
She had earned a day off.
As she reached the bottom and headed through the lobby, Quinn could feel the internal eyes on her as patrons watched her. Just then, the faintest glimmer of the vanished cocoonâs reflection flickered in the sunlight as she headed toward the glass doors. Quinn smiled to herself as a few glances were exchanged amongst them.Â
A shift had taken place, she was aware that they had all felt it. And the vague, unsettling sensation that none of them could fully understand only heightened their discomfort. However, just as quickly as the unsettling feeling appeared, it was dismissed, likely attributed to their imaginations.Â
Every shiver that rippled through the air vibrated along the tiny hairs of Quinnâs body, like a silent whisper passing between them as they all sensed that something was not right.
As she headed out the door, the unease gradually began to dissipate, leaving behind a heavily lingering curiosity.Â
A questionâŚ
One, wordless question that hung in the silenceâimpossible for any of them to ignore. Yet none of them was brave enough to ask.
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"So when you told me you were with your mother, you were really with a guy."
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Dialogue is always swimming around in my head, with no story to live in. If you're inspired, feel free to use it.
In love with mythic fiction...the story of Adonis being one of my favs. Working on a short story about what happened after he was killed by the wild boar.
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Adonis can hear footsteps approaching, but can see no one.Â
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