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"In most cases, strength and weaknesses are two sides of the same coin. A strength in one situation is a weakness in another, yet often the person can't switch gears. It's a very subtle thing to talk about strengths and weaknesses because almost always they're the same thing."

~Steve jobs

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I am so embarrassed to write this content but, here we go! Mature content!! Proceed with caution... First off, Vani... You don't have to read this! I felt that this is going to be mature...

Roxy:

I watched him make his way to a flat rock and sit down on it. My mesmerized eyes couldn't help but glance at those flats and ridges that showed through his loose turtleneck. I ran my gaze over the bulge of his biceps and the way adam's apple moved as he drank water from a bottle.

My lips parted and my fangs ached. I wanted him. Not just his blood... I wanted...

'You want sex, Roxy!'  A small voice in my brain told me and I smirked.

I was too impatient to make a dramatic entrance. So, I just moved swiftly to stand behind him stealthily. I took a breath to seem normal, "Hey!"

He jumped a foot in the air and winced, hissing loudly... probably because his butt landed harshly on the rock. Humans are always so fragile.

He then stood up, almost limping, and turned around to look at me. I just smiled as if I came here for an everyday walk... as if I were just another pretty human. He looked at me suspiciously with a deep frown etched on his gorgeous face, "Um... Hi. I don't wanna be rude but... Who are you?"

I cocked an eyebrow at his question, "My name is Roxanna. I'll just get to the point. I wanna fuck with you."

He looked taken aback and I saw a sliver of a fear pass as quickly as it came. He composed himself, "I am not willing to have sex with you, Roxanna. I'll just leave real quick. I won't bother you."

Well, that was... unexpected. No man has ever resisted my charm.

He was about to walk away. But, I stood in his path in a flash. I looked at my prey as he tensed realizing how inhuman my speed was. He backed away with wide eyes. His voice trembled, "I don't want to have sex. Please... Let me go... What the hell do you want?!" 

My eyes probably flashed red because he looked terrified. I smirked. 

"You're- What do you want from me? What are you?" He demanded as he still backed away from me. I backed him up against a thick tree and caged him between my arms.

"It's very simple. You cooperate and let me fuck with you and I'll think about letting you off with a decent amount of blood in your body. You can stay alive," I told him and smirked.

His eyes widened and he gulped visibly. "You-you're a vampire."

I didn't have to say anything. He understood my silence as a yes. He gulped again and whispered, "You want to have sex with me... Just give me a little space and let me breathe. I'll do this if you're going to let me off alive. It's very important for me to be alive. You have absolutely no idea how important it is..." 

I just backed off to give him space.

He ran.

He ran, yelling at the top of his voice, screaming for help to no one in particular. He ran in a direction, completely opposite to the roads. I let out a laugh. What fear makes a person do...

I chased him... slowly taking my time and also making him realize that I was after him. I could hear his speeding heartbeat and his panting. 

Soon, I had him backed up in a dead-end, against a cliff. I saw him tremble like a leaf. He looked at me as I stalked him like a predator. He grabbed a rock and threw it at me. I caught it and crushed it to dust. He was cornered and was sweating bullets. I grabbed his bag from him and threw it to a corner.

Then, I caged him. I traced my fingers over his face, "You didn't have to run... It's just sex." I smirked as I saw his lower lip tremble. I had his arms pinned over his head with my left hand. I heard him sniff and saw his eyes get glassy. 

He's just scared! I thought.

My right hand traced his torso downwards and hooked over his pants. His breath hitched as my fingers unbuckled and unbuttoned him only to slip inside. 

He sniffed and his voice trembled, "Go away... I don't want to do this..." 

But, I gave him a deaf ear and traced my fingers down his length. He began hardening and I looked at him with a smirk. 

He looked terrified as if he did not expect this to happen. His mouth still had to try and stop me even after this. His eyes teared up and he still made an effort, "Let go of me."

His body clearly wanted it and the thrill it gave me was something I had never experienced with any man before. 

I let go of his arms and traced my hands down his torso. He tried to protest again and I pressed my lips to his to shut him up. It didn't take much of an effort to dominate him harshly and deepen the kiss. He tasted so sensual and addicting. My hands made a fist over his shirt. I felt him freeze.

I could feel the fabric tearing under my fingers. Soon, I tasted salt in the kiss. I drew away only to find him looking a mess. He had tears flowing down his cheeks as he began sobbing loudly. 

My eyes caught the black and blue bruises of whip-lashes and punches that decorated his torso. Some were healing. Some were fresh.

To say that I was "shocked" is an understatement. For some reason, I couldn't look away. I took a step back. 

He sunk to the ground as he wept and tried to cover himself with the remaining fabric of his shirt that was ripped in the middle. I looked at the pieces of fabric in my hands.

He then tried to control his sobs and attempted to button his pants. But, his hands trembled terribly and he seemed unable to button it back. He tried several times but in vain and broke down again, sobbing. 

The sight struck something in me. I didn't know what to do. I just crouched down to help him and he flinched fearfully. He curled his knees up against his chest probably in an attempt to shield himself from me.

I can't believe I'm going to do this... But,  guess everybody makes exceptions at some point in their lives. I took a breath and spoke, "Okay... Okay, listen. I'm not going to hurt you, okay? Just calm down..." I tried to touch him again but he flinched again and looked like he would cry again. 

I sighed. Gosh... I didn't need to deal with something like this. I just wanted good sex and a little blood... I could just use him and walk away... or just suck his blood and relieve him of this life!

I sighed again as I thought, 'I can't do that... He said that it's very important for him to stay alive.'
Great! Now, I've started considering my prey's requests. Splendid! Absolutely splendid. 

I decided on grabbing his bottle of water from his bag and offering it to him. He sniffed and accepted it. His hands still trembled. So, I held it for him. He tensed but accepted it. He gulped down the water and let out a breath. He wiped the tears off his cheeks and just stayed.

He was still trembling as he attempted to shut his pants again. I frowned and pulled him towards me to help buckle his pants. But, he still protested weakly, "Don't. Touch. Me." 

I just took no heed and buttoned him back and buckled him, surprising him and even myself. I sighed. I never thought I'd do this! 

He sighed and spoke with a hoarse voice, "Thank you I guess... Are you going suck me dry?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Do you want me to?"

He shook his head, "It's very important that I stay alive. They have my sister. If I die, they'll use her. I need to stay alive for her..."

I frowned, "Who are they?"

He sighed and told me his story. I was surprised that a boy was used as a sex worker... more like- sex slave. It's usually the girls that face it...

"Now, I don't know how I'm going to walk back home without a shirt... It's broad daylight and Everybody's going to stare..." He exclaimed miserably.

"I'll fix that... You stay right here," I told him. I sped off to a nearby clothes market and picked the first black turtle-neck shirt that I saw. I held it out and checked the size. I then jumped out of an open fire exit and stood before him in a flash. I dumped the piece of clothing on him.

With a deep breath, he removed his torn shirt and pulled on the new one. My perverted brain just had to take this moment to rake my eyes over his sexy torso despite being covered with wounds. It's no doubt that I still want him... like an unsatisfied thirst.  

He stood up shakily and took a deep breath, "Are you going to let me go?"

It took a moment to snap out of my perverted daze and respond, "Uh... Yes. Yes, you can go." 

No... No way! He can't just leave. How can I let him leave?

He turned to pick his bag and put the water bottle inside. He was going to walk away simply...

"Wait!" I stopped him, "I... I have a proposal."

"Huh?" He looked at me with tired eyes like he had enough trauma for the day and was just tired.

 "I'll help you find your sister and help you rescue yourselves..." I told him.

He frowned, "You will? What's the catch?"

I rose an eyebrow and tried not to smirk, "The catch is that... I save you and you sustain me by giving me little of your blood," and sex, I thought, "from time to time... I won't kill you and I will protect your sister. I promise."

He frowned. "I don't want to have sex again!" He said it as if he read my mind. 

"I never asked for sex. I only asked for some blood..." I told him calmly while on the contrary, I had a tough, internal struggle to stay in control. 

"It wouldn't even be that painful. I'll be gentle. I know that you've been through a lot. No sex. Just blood," I spoke as sincerely as I could. 

Like hell would I not have sex with him! I'll make my move when he's healed out of the trauma... He's gonna like it. He already likes it... It's just the abuse he faced that's getting in the way.

'What if he gets a girlfriend?'  My rational mind questioned me.

'I'll kill her,' I told her.

He seemed to think over it. He slowly nodded, "I don't trust you. But, this the only chance that Hallie and I have..."

I grinned accidentally displaying my fangs, "Great! Let's discuss the plan then."

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