Kitten Recs "Him by Tiffaninichole"

"Him by Tiffaninichole"

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6296252/1/bHim_b

In the authors words::

This was my entry for the There Will Be Blood Contest. It was anonymous and posted on the contest's page. Honestly, I forgot all about it until now! 0_0

Since the contest was called There Will Be Blood, I figured the contest wanted vampires to act like... vampires. But I guess horror wasn't what the people wanted 'cause I didn't place. *snickers*


And on that note I say::: *purrrs*

Here is a little preview and I hope you enjoy....

Speaking of Stupid Lauren, she is now standing at the podium, wearing a pink judge's robe with her sparkly gavel in hand.

"Order!" Her bedazzled gavel loudly bangs against the podium ten times before she sets it down and slowly looks around the room to make sure everyone is present.

Lauren's yelling "order" was completely pointless, since you could practically hear crickets chirping outside. The robe is even more unnecessary, but the bitch is plain power hungry and loves showing off her position as Head Hottie of the house.

"As Head Hottie of the UT division of Beta Delta Nu, I now pronounce this meeting as 'in order'!" Someone near the back of the room coughs and Lauren gives her the side eye before continuing.

"I don't know if any of you have heard, but a kidnapper is on the loose. In the past two weeks, seven women have been snatched out of their sorority houses in the middle of the night. There's evidence that there are multiple assailants who attack together, but of course, it can't be proven. In some of the cases, blood splatter has been left behind, which indicates that this kidnapper is violent." The room is filled with panicked yells and screams and I must admit, I'm scared shitless.

I didn't even want to join a sorority, but Renee begged me to pledge the same one that she'd been a member of. I could never say no to the woman—her pout is lethal. So now my life is in danger because of my inability to stand up for myself. I'd met a few awesome women in my sisters, but what good is a few friends when some psychopath kidnaps you with the intention of cutting your body into chunks for his stew?

Everyone silences as the glitter gavel connects with wood twenty times. The room was quiet after eight bangs, but as I mentioned before, Lauren is a loon.

"Order! Order! Order!" More banging echoes around the silent room while the sisters look from side to side, giving everyone else the "this bitch is crazy as hell" look.

"Yes, I know this is scary," Lauren continues after straightening her tiara. "There has been no news coverage because the cops don't want any copycat kidnappers. But we have to be careful, sisters! No unlocked doors or open windows from now on. And until this situation is under control, curfew is now bumped back to eleven o'clock. Anyone who is late will be punished."

Low groans and quiet complaints interrupt Lauren's speech and she huffs in annoyance before banging the crystallized gavel twelve more times. "Anyway! As I was saying... I will be checking rooms at random times and if you're not in your room, the consequences will be dire.

"Now, it was my intention to prohibit any males from spending the night, but Rose convinced me that that was going overboard. After much consideration, I've decided that your boy toys can stay the night with you. Everyone thank Rosie..." Lauren pauses and waits while everyone enthusiastically thanks Rosalie until she tires of it and bangs the gemmed-up gavel.

"Order! Order! Okay, now, if you decide to have male company, you must sign him in and take a picture of his face with the digital camera that is now on the table in the foyer." She points to the little table that is now adorned with a thick book, fancy pen and digi cam.

"This way, all males will be accounted for and if any funny business goes on, we have a physical record of all men that have been in this house. If any man refuses to have his picture taken, kick his ass out. I refuse to compromise the life of my sisters for some asshole who doesn't wanna abide by the rules.

*Just fucking dies laughing* Okay so I know not dark as I usually do but omfg really a crazy ass Lauren and all I just had to -go- there. *snorts* But okay we all know there is different levels of dark so... yeah I know you like it *sticks out tongue*

When he settles between my legs and presses his swollen head to my entrance, I almost weep in relief.

"Yes..."

He slowly slides inside of me and I sigh shakily when our hips finally meet, when he's fully encased in my body. He nearly pulls all the way out, before gently pushing back in. Setting a slow and luscious pace, his hands never pause, constantly fondling and squeezing and pinching while we continuously connect in the most intimate of ways. My legs encircle his back and I pull him closer, needing to feel the hard planes of his skin, to be helpless under the cold pressure of his body.

Lust is heavy in the air, heightening with each second, surrounding me, blissfully suffocating me, and I begin wildly clawing at his back, lifting my hips frenziedly, overwhelmed by my need to be consumed by him.

We begin moving with urgency, his cold length creating indescribable sensations and shooting shockwaves through my body with every powerful thrust. Leaning down, he begins peppering tender kisses across my chest, my neck, my face, until he finally reaches my lips. Our tongues move with intoxicating fluidity, mingling, probing, discovering, and in complete contrast to the hasty pace that our hips have created.

My body is beaded with sweat as I moan and grope and scratch. And although he never makes a sound, I know he feels just as desperate as I do. I feel it in his touch, the way his wanton hands never leave my skin. I feel it in his gaze, the way his eyes are clouded with desire, affection and animalistic need. I feel it in his pace, as his thrusts become more shallow, fervent and sporadic.

The pleasure becomes almost unbearable, building, tightening, titillating. I fight off my release with vigor, not wanting this to end. This can never end. His tongue snakes out, gliding over the flesh of my neck and I shiver as I finally let go, my orgasm rippling through my body, a strangled cry falling from my lips as I'm immersed in waves of sweet rapture.

A pain, sharp and piercing, snaps me out of the erotic fog permeating the room. But I can't scream, my body is numb from shock and I'm helpless as his mouth continues sucking greedily at my throat. I feel his seed oozing out of me while my blood simultaneously trickles down the side of my neck. It's slowly becoming harder to breathe; my vision is growing hazy, toes chillingly cold, body floating with weightlessness...

AND THERE IT IS.............. Did you people really doubt me *points to self* Bwahaha you should have known better but my pretties it only -gets- better and sadistic and just fucking hot.... and did I mention hot? *laughs* So go read and love and *dies*

Until Friday my dark little cookies...
KITTEN OUT!!!