(Authors Note: The early part of this chapter includes some rather…taboo erotica, nothing graphic, but enough so those of high moral and rather ‘todays’ societical views should take. If you don’t want to read it, then go live in the facade of the thing you call civilization, becasue I write whats on my mind,and what I want.)
Jennifer woke up, walking down the stairs in her panties and black tank top. The cold morning hair felt so good. She came to the living room and layed down next to the tree, her legs bent up and crossed. She looked at her thighs. Flawless. Her skin, her hair, her very aura had grown perfect. Her skin,a slight grey, with a constant shadow around her. Vampires were not hindered by the sun so much, people just thoguth that becasue vampires never came out during the day. It was easier at night, they blended in. She closed her eyes, and put her hand on her thigh, rubbing up and down. She felt so…in control. So perfect. So sexy.
She was going deeper into the feeling when she heard her dad come down the steps. Jnnifers father seeing her daughter rubbing her thigh, eye’s closed, smiling, would have not been the way to start christmas.Gene Williams had other plans as well. She opened her eyes, and started shaking presents, like a good little girl. Her recent exposure of skin didn’t upset the family. Jennifer’s brother Cody was a daredevil and could care less, sicne he was constantly trying to kill himself for the purpose of the camera, her mom was strssed over work, and her dad didn’t mind in the slighest. He went to the kitchen got soem coffee, and sat next to Jennifer.
“Hey Jenny, can’t wait to open them, huh?”
“I really want to!” it was partly lie, but she was curious.
“Well your Mom and Cody won’t be awake for another hour probably so why don’t we open one present now.”
“Sounds good…here,” she grabbed a present she got for him and put it infornt of him. She had gotten it from a collected material that had been put in the dorms. Around holidays, Fraust put out stuff they collected from the Food, and the vampires, acolytes, could give or keep it as they wished. “Hope you like it!”
He opened the box and pulled out a big leather coat, black, and very stylish. He put it on,a big grin on his face, and looked at his daughter.
“I love it honey!”
“Really?”
“Yeah! It’s great, I’ve always wanted one. Thanks hun,” he kissed her on the forehead, ” here open mine.”
He gave her a small prisom shaped box, not big at all. She shook it, and started to open it, while Gene thought. His daughter, there was something about her thatw as just so…perfect. A desire of all seems to surround her, yet I am pulled it like a dead fish. What is it about my sexy little…daughter. What the hell am I doing? No! I shoudln’t have gotten her that gift. I shouldn’t…But the look on her face made his heart jump as she opened the box and pear in. Two folded up black clothes, when she un-folded them, they were sexy linginere, expensive too. She looked at her dad and smiled. What the hell is she smiling for? What the hell am I smiling for? She can’t be thinking the same can she? Am I thinking the same thing as him? The truth was as there thoughts seemed to mere each other, was that Jennifer knew what her father was getting too, and yet loved the look in his eyes, the lust and desire. This was a step to her…change. He had no idea of Jennifers life. But he did know he wanted this beautiful rose. He placed his hand on her inner thigh. Gene was a well built man, and Jennifer felt his arm. Nice and strong, just like she liked it. Gene rubbed his hand closer to the brim of her panties.
“Kiss me Gene.” she said in all seriosuness, knowing this was the least ehr family was going to change.
Aran was sitting at a desk in the library, looking up any Hunter info.
“Yo Star! Long time no see!” said Fraust getting more egg-nod from his office. “Theres a party down here, come join us man!”
“Sure thing Mike. Hey can we talk?”
“Come on man, talk is for the souless. Let’s go party!”
“Alright, but we do need to talk.”
“Hey we got a nice girl down here who’s going to be the feast, come on.”
Meanwhile, in Frausts office a shadoy figure comes out from the corner. A full brim hat covering his face.
“What oh what Fraust do you have up your sleeve.”
Looking through his document, he found one of strange inportance. He pulled the file from the cabinet and put it in his inner coat pocket.
“Oh Fraust, you really need to get locks.” he seemed to have a laugh in all this, stupid he would leave tracks. He left the small office, the sounds of the Dorm part blasting into the Library.
Jennifer was looking at her fathers gift in her room. Oh why did I do that? Jennifers Mom and Brother had coem down about half an hour after…the morning events. Oh god, being a vampire, you can still get hurt. Why am I like this? Why am I fucking up my life like this? Oh god…A knock at the door made her come out of her woe, and an over pomous Gene Williams.
“Hey honey, I wanted to ask you something.”
Jennifer held back a tear and said in a low tone.
“What Dad?”
“I’m going on a business trip next week…wanna come?”
“Dad.”
“What hun?”
“Dad, this was a mistake, a…trick…I don’t know,” a tear rolled down her face “It was true…”
“Honey,” Jennifer looked up at that word, “You WILL be the love of my life, I will not let you go.”
Jennifer knew then that whatever this is, that it hooks the men, makes them unbreakable. She knew her life couldn’t be all that it once was. That she had to say goodbye to this life. She got on top of her father, who was now lieing on the bed. She moans as she placed her hands on ehr shoulders, and then put her head down near his neck. He was about to have the ride of his life,the last one. She smiled. She felt the hunt in her. She bit down hard, his screamed muffled by her shoulder. Her new, un-natural strength kept him down, even against his well buotl body. She suck enough blood they tore the skin of his face. She licked her teeth and all, and stared at her dead father. She was free, she flet the blood, she felt…good. The best she had ever been. Her fangs were now as detracted as long as they could be. She was a huntress, and she didn’t even want this life. She packed up her goods, CD player, clothes, got a coat on and hopped out the window. She was Vampire!
Chaotic Kiss is writen by M. Milligan