The girl lay reclining on the sofa, a
ridiculously big tub of Cadbury’s Miniature Heroes on her lap. As she unwrapped
another Crunchy, her gaze was drawn to the screen in front of her.
“Ooh, the gun scene!” she exclaimed, excitedly,
sitting up and turning the volume up on the telly. She was watching one of her
favourites – ‘The Man Who Fell to Earth’, and the Bowie with the brilliant
hairdo and the ‘fuck-me’ fringe had just pulled the gun with blanks in it on
Mary-Lou.
“Should just frickin’ shoot her….” Thought
Gemma, hearing M’Lou’s horrible whiney voice.
Just as she was tilting her head for a glimpse
of Bowie’s package, she suddenly got the feeling she wasn’t all alone in her
viewing…
Turning to look behind her, she gaped as she saw
a beautiful Bowie clone, his arms folded, leaning against the doorframe,
watching the intriguing scene on the television unfold with amusement. He was
wearing a pair of rather tight black leather pants, and an extremely… er… fitted
white T-shirt, underneath a black leather jacket. The outfit was sickeningly,
and obviously very expensive, and the top allowed the light muscle on his chest
to be accentuated. He was watching the screen intently through the golden fringe
that fell just over his eyes. His intense mismatched eyes seemed to be even
bluer than Jareth’s…
Gemma’s first reaction was to run. Very quickly.
She knew exactly what was happening, and who he was… Oh, why did I tell Tracey
this would be a good idea? She thought, frantically, clutching at the tub in her
hands for some kind of security.
“Jaden!” was all she could get out. Jaden’s eyes
flickered to hers for a moment, then back to the television.
“You know, it’s funny…” he said, unfolding his
arms “I think Tracey actually told me she had loosely based me on him.” He
pointed to a very naked Tommy Newton. “Him and the Thin White Duke…”
“Not that either of them got sadistic pleasure
out of bondage and…. Well, apart from the gun thing…”
“How do you know?” he asked, cutting her off
“And thank you for reminding me of those tendencies of mine, Gemma…” he said,
with a dangerous look in his eyes, flashing her a sinister, mind-blowingly sexy
smile, the tiniest hint of fang glimmering. God, that was enough to get any
woman on her knees… And six feet under, she thought. Jaden’s conquests seemed to
get a lot more than multiple orgasms…
“You look so scared, sweetness…” he said, an
amused tone in his voice. “You think Tracey would let me kill you?”
“Well no, but…”
“Are you sure?”
“Huh?”
He laughed quietly. “She thinks she’s in control
of me, but she’s not, you know. Not really…” he said darkly, walking around to
the other side of the sofa, and sitting himself down on the arm. He started to
remove the leather gloves he was wearing and sighed in a contented way.
“Ah, it’s so good to be in an NC-17 situation
again.” He said. “I’m getting sick of that bloody RPG… I keep bothering Tracey
about a sequel to Brotherly Love, but she’s fucking useless… And now in the RPG,
the girls are all ‘Do this, Jaden’ or ‘Oh, bite me please, Jaden.’ And I have to
do it all PG-13 style, at the most… It’s no fun.” He finished, looking straight
into Gemma’s eyes.
“This is an… NC-17 situation?”
“I damn well hope so… If I could get a higher
rating, I would.” He smiled wickedly, partly to himself. “Maybe we could create
a new rating, you and I, precious…?”
“I think I have to go and… er…” began Gemma,
backing away along the sofa.
“No you don’t.” said Jaden, simply.
Part
2
“I don’t?” asked Gemma dazedly, not being able
to tear her eyes away from his. When she looked into them, she couldn’t seem to
string two thoughts together, let alone a sentence….
He smiled dangerously and shook his head.
“Come over here, Gemma.” He said quietly,
standing up, placing his removed gloves on the arm of the sofa. Gemma cautiously
stood, and couldn’t quite explain to herself why she started walking over to
him. She stood in front of him, shifting uncomfortably.
“Um, what did you want?” she asked, hardly able
to cover up the lustful tremble in her voice.
Jaden reached out his hand and ran one finger
lightly down her bare arm, from her neck right down to her wrist. Gemma felt her
skin tingle under his touch, and she bit her lip, hoping he couldn’t see the
lust in her eyes.
Of course – thought Jaden to himself, as he
watched her trying to hide her desire from him – that was the plan…
As he brought his hand back upwards, her forgot
her arm and his fingers travelled up her stomach, tracing the material of the
crimson top she wore, just wandering up the side of her waist. Not even stopping
for a heartbeat when he reached her breast, he idly traced the very edge of
it.
Gemma jumped, a tiny gasp escaping her lips, but
she didn’t want to go anywhere, much as she knew she should... With a darkly
wicked smile on his face, his glittering fangs in full view, Jaden’s hand
suddenly reached behind her neck, and grasping a few strands of her dark
chocolate hair, he pulled her mouth right up to his, unable to hold back what
this gorgeous creature had coming to her…
She instantly melted into his violent kiss,
pushing her tongue into his mouth, biting his lip as he devoured her, his other
hand around her waist, pulling her to him so that she could feel every part of
his body against hers. When her fingers inadvertently found their way to his
belt, Jaden laughed quietly, and pulled away from her.
“Patience, sweetness. I think maybe we should
get out of here. I can actually hear your father coming down the stairs… Or
didn’t you notice?” he said, trying not to look amused.
“Huh?” said Gemma, suddenly snapping out of her
lustful daze at the prospect of her dad coming down and seeing her in this
situation… “But, where will they think I’ve gone?” she asked nervously, glancing
at the video that was still running.
Jaden raised an eyebrow and looked at her, his
expression dismissive.
“Do I look like I care?” he said, rather
cruelly, then sighed at her pouty expression.
<< Trace, you never told me I’d have to
put up with this practical shit… >>
<< Jaden love, sex has consequences.
>>
<< Not for me, it doesn’t. >>
<< Just get on with it, or I’ll never
write another NC-17 fic for you again… And you won’t get Gem either.
>>
<< All right, all right, You win. I’ll
deal with it… >>
Jaden replaced his gloves, and with a slight
wave of his hand, a note appeared on the table in Gemma’s handwriting, saying
that she’d gone to a friend’s house. Jaden gave her a questioning look, and she
smiled in approval.
“And anyway…” he continued, his attention
diverted to a glowing crimson crystal he’d just materialised “I doubt your
parents would want to hear your screams…” He didn’t look at her, speaking
coolly, the light fingers on her thigh making sure she knew what he
meant…
Gemma swallowed the nervous lump in her throat,
her whole body warming up at his last comment. Not having time to think, she
noticed Jaden had thrown the crystal into the air, and the whole room was now
disappearing, being taken over by a strange red glow.
The next thing she knew, she couldn’t move her
hands. Or her feet. In fact, she wasn’t even standing up…
Jaden leaned against the bedpost of the wrought
iron bed, feeling lust tear right through his body at the sight of the sweet
thing chained to his bed, amongst black the sheets.
“Comfortable?” he asked, his expression amused,
his eyes dark.
She bit her lip, looking up at him as she
realised her situation, a tiny smile creeping over her lips. God, he looked so
good. With his deep blue gaze, not even trying to hide his desire, and that
gorgeous blonde fringe falling into his eyes as he watched her. She knew she
shouldn’t like this, but…
“Very.” She replied, smiling up at him in a
suggestive way, curiously wriggling her hand, testing the strength of her
chains. Okay… No getting out of these, then…
“Good.” He said, walking slowly round to the
side of the bed, and leaning over her…
Part
3
To Gemma’s frustration, instead of covering her
with himself, Jaden lay on his side next to her, enjoying the strange fear that,
despite her lust, was apparent. He knew this was going to be fun… He reached a
leather clad hand out, and rather than touching her, it just travelled right
down her body, from her jawbone to her thighs, just millimetres above her,
caressing the air above her body, as he intently watched her body tremble,
anticipating his touch.
Then, without a warning as his hand moved back
upwards, he calmly tore Gemma’s crimson top from her upper body. She gasped at
the coolness of the air on her skin, though it was soon replaced by the warmth
that was spreading throughout her, concentrating itself between her legs.
Wordlessly, Jaden bent down, and slowly pulled down the material of her white
lacy bra on one breast, his still gloved fingers brushing her nipple. It had
been inadvertent, but the feeling of the leather against her nipple had been
strangely rough, though smooth at the same time, sending tingles right through
her body.
Jaden looked down into Gemma’s eyes for a short
moment, his eyes glittering dangerously into hers as he began to lower his head,
his fringe touching the naked skin of her breast, and brushing against it
lightly, before his mouth suddenly closed over her nipple. He started to suck
lightly, his skilful tongue flicking against the tightness. Gemma looked down,
watching everything, writhing with pleasure, pulling against her shackles, angry
at not being able to bury her hands in his blonde hair. Despite that, not being
able to escape from this man – scratch that – from this vampire, was the biggest
turn on she’d ever experienced in her life, and she let out a low moan as he
started to suck harder, one hand around her bare waist, holding her down. Then,
he looked up at her through his hair, his eyes seeming to flash silver. Gemma
felt overpowering lust and fearful anticipation, as she felt him smile against
her skin, and he then drew his lips away. He stared into her eyes, and licked
her whole breast hard, in one upward stroke.
The next thing she knew, she felt a sting, and
cried out as she saw that Jaden had bitten her breast! His other hand moved up
to tear off her bra, and he started to caress her other nipple with his fingers,
whilst slowly sucking her breast, not spilling even a drop of blood as Gemma
cried out in pleasure and pain, tugging at the chains desperately, though the
pain was quickly receding. He didn’t show any signs of stopping, his other hand
still caressing her other breast in hard strokes, and Gemma couldn’t believe
what an amazing feeling it was… The fact that he was draining her blood didn’t
detract from her pleasure, it enhanced it… Suddenly, as it all became too much,
she was shocked to find that a familiar feeling was tugging at her in between
her legs, and it was about to send her over the edge… Jesus, no one had ever
done that so quickly before! With a gasping cry she screamed out his name,
writhing underneath him, the chains digging into her wrists just a little
painfully as she pulled on them. He pulled away then, with a wicked smile,
licking away some blood that trickled down her breast. Then he placed his hand
on her, and the wound seemed to heal.
Gemma looked down in amazement, her breathing
slowing as he licked his lips and locked his eyes with hers…
Part
4
Jaden moved his body back upwards again, so that
his face was in front of hers, smiling down at her darkly.
“You like that?”
Gemma nodded wordlessly.
“I’ve just started with you, little girl…” he
said quietly into her ear, his cool breath making her skin tingle.
He grabbed the chains attached to her wrists and
pulled them taught, pulling her face up to his to kiss her hard, before dropping
her head down onto the covers again, as one hand moved down her body, hovering
around her inner thigh, and moving slowly upwards. Gemma let out a low moan, her
body arching into his touch, eager for him to touch her where she wanted it
most.
He pressed his fingers very lightly between her
legs, through the material of her jeans, and she gasped, as his lips pressed
against her neck, tasting her, his fangs just grazing her skin very slightly.
Then he took his hand away, and she groaned in protest.
Jaden’s eyes flickered to hers for a moment, and
he moved over her then, kneeling in between her chained legs and unbuttoning her
jeans slowly, his eyes on her face as she watched him undo each button, before
taking the waistband with both hands, and dragging them effortlessly from her
legs. Once he had, he threw them away dismissively.
His fingers traced the waistband of her white
lacy underwear, running his finger underneath the side, tugging at it, and
pulling just one side down, as he bent down to run his tongue over the flesh he
had just uncovered. Lifting his head up and looking into her eyes, his gloved
hand went inside her underwear, just touching her, making her sob for more,
teasing her wickedly. Gemma’s breathing quickened as he tore the lace from her
body, and parted her thighs with both hands, one leather clad hand slowly edging
its way up her inner thigh, one finger suddenly rubbing her, just lightly,
against her clit, forcing her to arch her body into his touch. Then, all the
fingers of one hand were rubbing against her, covering her, one just slipping
inside her lightly. Jaden drew his hand away, and when Gemma was about to
protest, she bit her lip as he grabbed the leather of one glove between his
teeth and removed it, then taking off the other.
He reached down and ran his fingers lightly over
her hips and thighs with both hands, drifting up over her stomach, to her tight
nipples, before his now uncovered hands went between her legs, starting to
stroke her, increasing the pressure there until she cried out, feeling as though
she was about to come again, his soft fingers slipping inside her and over her
clit, getting harder and faster as he watched her arch beneath him.
“I bet you taste sweet, Gemma…” he said, his
voice low.
“Oh God, Jaden… please…” she breathed, as he
withdrew one hand and put a finger inside his mouth, staring into her
eyes.
“I was right.” He said, a lustful darkness in
his eyes. “What did you expect, sweetness?” he asked, his tone
mischievous.
“Jaden…” said Gemma desperately, lust tugging in
between her legs, as his other hand continued to caress her slowly. God, she
wanted to feel his tongue inside her…
“What is it you want Gemma? I don’t think I
understand…” he said, tormenting her, his eyes sparkling. He was having
fun.
Gemma’s whole body was flushed, and she shied
away from saying what he wanted her to, feeling too embarrassed to beg… But she
was going to explode if he kept this up any longer… She stared into his eyes,
somehow hoping that he’d have mercy and give her what she needed. Diamond stars
looked down at her. Glittering icily, cold but lustful… He wasn’t going to give
in until he’d got what he wanted. And Gemma could tell that he always got
it…
“Tell me…” he said, his lips curving sensually
as he bent his head, his lips pressing against the hollow of her hip on her left
side, trailing down to her thigh, one hand holding her down, the other still
stroking her clit teasingly.
Breathing quickly, Gemma knew she would have to
give in. Right now her pride meant nothing… she had to have his mouth on
her…
“Please… lick me, Jaden…” she said, in a small
breathless voice.
“What was that?”
Bastard…
“Lick me!” she screamed, desire knotted in her
stomach. Laughing quietly, Jaden trailed a hand down each leg, either side of
him, running his long fingers along her naked skin, and when he got to her
ankles, her wrapped each chain around his hand and pulled downwards ruthlessly,
bringing her closer to him. His hands then went underneath her, around her
waist, and he lifted her up, holding her there with one hand as he used the
other to part her legs further, so much that it was almost painful. Making sure
that his eyes didn’t leave hers for a single moment, he lowered his head,
pausing for an agonising moment when his mouth was only millimetres away…
“Jaden…” she whispered, barely audible.
When she felt his tongue slick out over her
clit, Gemma couldn’t even find the control to scream, as he teased her, using
just the tip of his tongue, and then using all of it, licking her hard. His
hands tightened around her waist, pressing her harder against him as he covered
her with his whole mouth, tasting her and devouring her completely, his tongue
applying pressure in all the right places. She began to moan loudly, moving
against him with each stroke of his tongue, as she found herself forcing her
legs even wider apart, even though it hurt. She felt two perfectly sharp fangs
just pressing lightly against her, as she stared right into his eyes.
Screaming his name, she came hard, her eyes
watering, her forehead beaded with perspiration, not coming down until she had
screamed her lungs out, her whole body pulsing.
She closed her eyes for a second, and when she
opened them, he was somehow off the bed, standing at the end of it, leaning
against the post and looking in at her. His eyes letting her just know how much
he loved seeing her in the state she was in now…
He laughed at her confusion, his eyes growing
serious again as he surveyed her.
“You sound so beautiful when you come, Gemma…”
he said, absently trailing his fingers down one of the chains that held her.
“Especially when you say my name…” he looked at her, his gaze like white heat as
he spoke. “It was all I could do not to bite into you and drain all that warm
blood of yours…” he said dangerously, smiling amusedly at Gemma’s gasp.
“Shhhh….” He said, a finger to his lips as she
opened her mouth to speak. Suddenly, Gemma noticed that her chains were gone,
and she sat up, feeling incredibly vulnerable because of her nakedness, despite
what had happened so far. Her look was questioning.
“I need you to come over here.” He said,
emotionlessly apart from the smile that was playing very subtly around his lips.
Gemma slowly got off the bed, and when she reached him, standing just in front
of him, he turned to her, and completely without warning, he grabbed hold of her
hair, and pushed her down to kneel on the floor in front of him. Raising an
eyebrow elegantly, he lifted her face up to look at his with a finger underneath
her chin.
He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. She
understood where the power was here, and God, she didn’t want to argue...
He let go of her, and stood silently, as Gemma’s
hands roamed uncertainly up his tight leather trousers, recoiling with some
strange kind of fear as she reached his fly, undoing the button with trembling
fingers, and tugging the zipper down. Jaden watched her through his blonde
fringe, looking down with a tiny smile the whole time. His arms were folded
across his chest, and he still wore the T-shirt and leather jacket. Breathing in
quickly with a gasp, she pulled at his trousers, sliding them down his
legs…
<< Trace? >>
<< What do you want, Jaden?
>>
<< *deadpan* I think I love you.
>>
<< Heheh, Well, I thought it was about
time you got yours, sweetie. >>
<< You talents as a writer continue to
astound me. >>
<< Oh yeah? Or do you just like what you
get to do? >>
<< Okay, so that is what I meant.
>>
<< What, you mean I'm not a good writer?
I'd better not bother then... >>
<< No, no! You're a good writer. An
amazing writer!!! Please write more... >>
<< What do I get for it? >>
<< Ha ha... >>
Part
Five
As Gemma pulled the waistband below his thighs,
her breath was shakier still. She reached up to take off his black boxers… So,
it turned out Calvin Klein worked for vampires too, she thought, absently,
allowing herself a little smile as she pulled them down with to where his
trousers were.
Hey… He really did have a reason for that smug
expression of his… Gemma’s eyes widened, and she looked up at him, her throat
dry as she swallowed. He just looked back at her with that maddening half-smile
curving his lips. Waiting.
Gemma nervously kept her eyes on his.
“I’ve never actually…” she began quietly.
“I know.” Said Jaden, emotionlessly.
Was that it? Apparently so. Gemma got the
distinct idea that he’d get off on the idea that the girl doing it had never
done it before, regardless of her skill… Hesitantly, she edged forwards, and
raised her hand, just very lightly tracing the edge of his erection with the
tips of her fingers, her heart skipping a beat as she heard a distinct growl,
though quiet, coming from deep within his throat. With a little more confidence,
she tilted her head just a little, and followed the path of her fingers with her
tongue, just sliding it slowly down his length. She was amazed at the urge she
felt to take all of him between her lips… Instead, she pulled her head back
again, and took only his tip in her mouth, instinctually swirling the tip of her
tongue around it. To her pleasure, he stumbled back a bit, and she looked up at
him again. God, she wanted to hear him come, like she’d come for him…
His face was taught with pleasure, and Gemma
could tell that his teeth were tightly locked, as his eyes glittered back down
at hers with dark approval, his breaths coming a little faster than usual.
Encouraged, she closed her eyes, and took as much of him as she could into her
mouth, starting to suck at first softly, then harder, her tongue tasting him.
She moaned around him as his hand grabbed a clump of her hair, urging her, his
knuckles white, her hands moving up to his waist and grabbing him to her. Jaden
bit his lip, trying not to moan under this sweet girl’s ministrations… Blood
trickled down his lip from his efforts. As his breathing became even more
rushed, starting to move rhythmically inside her, he knew he couldn’t take any
more…
Suddenly, Gemma cried out as he growled, his
voice low, tearing her from him and suddenly lifting her up, slamming her back
into the wall violently. He grabbed her wrists, pushing them above her head, and
with a wicked sneer, without and words or consideration, she suddenly felt him
slam inside of her. She moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and looked
directly into his eyes as he pulled all the way out of her slowly, before
crashing back inside her. He let go of her wrists then, and took her by the
waist, using one hand to lift up her thighs one by one, so that they were
wrapped around his waist. With that, he placed a hand either side of her head on
the wall behind her, and began to slowly move inside her, crashing her body into
the wall with each thrust, pressing himself all the way inside her every time,
moving faster as Gemma encouraged him, her legs tightening around him as she
arched into him shamelessly. Jaden moved forward to kiss her parted lips
savagely, and Gemma kissed him back feverishly, pushing her tongue into his
mouth, moaning loudly into his mouth as he slammed into her again.
Wrenching his lips from hers, Jaden pushed her
head to the side with one hand, still thrusting inside her. He wrapped his
fingers around her neck, and dipped his head. Gemma gasped as she felt herself
drawing closer to climax, groaning Jaden’s name as his fangs sunk into her neck.
The deadly kiss brought her even closer, and she felt as though she was about to
explode as his other hand made its way slowly down her stomach, until his
fingers were between her legs, and he circled her clit with one finger,
thrusting even harder inside her.
She cried out in release finally, screaming his
name breathlessly, moments before Jaden moaned against her neck, and Gemma felt
him come inside her, the feeling almost icy, as he took his fangs slowly from
her skin, and kissed her, stifling her cries with his lips. Gemma could taste
her own blood on her tongue, but it didn’t stop her from kissing him back
hungrily. Jaden lifted her, and threw her down onto the bed, never taking his
eyes from hers as he zipped up his leather trousers again.
Gemma looked up at him, breathless, her eyes
wide at how quickly he seemed to recover. He smiled down at her and removed his
T-shirt, revealing a lightly muscled torso. He took a black shirt from his
wardrobe, but looked back at Gemma before putting it on. At her seductive smile,
he sat back down on the edge of the bed, and gestured for her to sit on his lap.
Laughing a bit, Gemma obliged, sitting in the opposite direction so that she was
facing him, her naked body still glistening slightly with perspiration. He ran
his fingers slowly down her body from her neck, running over her hardening
nipples and stomach until he rested his hands on her waist, and pulled her
against him, kissing her. She lifted herself upwards on top of him, her fingers
in his hair as she kissed him back deeply, pressing herself against him and
wanting more again already. Jaden drew his lips away, and smiled evilly, making
Gemma gasp as one hand slowly moved between her legs, stroking her a few times
until she groaned with pleasure and moved with his strokes, her hips lifting as
she arched into him. Her head went backwards, her hands trailing down his naked
chest. Laughing wickedly, he slowly let go of her, and suddenly Gemma found
herself back on the bed, Jaden standing up and pulling the black cotton shirt
over his body. Gemma pouted as he started to button it up.
“Jaden…” she began, in protest.
“Things to do, sweetness.” He said simply,
pulling his leather jacket over his shirt. He walked to the large window, and
pulled back the heavy dark drapes. To Gemma’s surprise, beyond the window was a
night-drenched London, the lights twinkling softly in the darkness. Jaden opened
the window and a cool breeze entered the room. She opened her mouth in shock as
he stepped onto the window ledge. They were very high up, for a start. He looked
back at her briefly, flashing her a seductive smile, his white fangs glittering
in the semidarkness. With that, he jumped out of the window. Gemma called his
name and moved to get off the bed.
Only to find that her ankle was shackled to the
bedpost.
“Bastard!” she shouted uselessly. She could have
sworn she heard his dark laughter ring through the night, as the breeze blew the
soft material of the drapes through the window, a few sparkling drops of rain
hitting the glass of the window-pane.
<< I get to do that again, right Trace?
>>
<< Only if Gemma's very, very good. You
too Jaden, for that matter. >>
<< Hey hey, find me a monastery.
>>
<< Oh shut up. >>
<< Sorry your holiness. >>
<< There are different ways for *you* to
be good, you know. >>
<< *raises eyebrow* Oh, really?
>>
<< Uh-huh... >>
<< Guess I won't be needing this robe and
crucifix then? >>