One Night Stand With The Lycan King

Tera ¶When the moon shines, I'm still hold-ing on-to yoooour love; for a rain blast can not hold¶ That's music by Hatman Red, always turning up for the men at the bar. Tonight, was a quiet cold evening and every men and women on the table feels so alone as everyone is on their business. “If I could finish this glass and wine cleaning I would be gone out of this place.” I whispered gently to myself. Just so you know, my reality was cut-short when the customers kept their voices up. “Young miss, top my glass” “Hey you brat, I need some bottles on this table” I had to keep up the pace to serve; I and my fellow bar waiters. It was both fun and tiring as it was my first time. “Hurry Tera, you will keep up” “My baby girl is doing the job, but not so fast” That's the tall Zales with a broad smile and lots of anger issues. Suddenly there is peace in the atmosphere of the bar, and we know it about time to go. I was trying to clean up, while the others sort out the account for the day, and boom! ¶…and suddenly it's nightfall and you're not here to fly ooh oh oh eeh…¶ Hatman Red closes the days work with fine lines. ****** “A newbie born-late” Zales hissed and walked away. “I'm– “--save the stress for the apologies, there's a lot of work to be done.” It was Bones, supervisor and also waiter. Calm and bold. “Yes sir” I whimpered as I rushed to my duty post. Sun down. Little whispers. A cool breeze blew into the bar, and straight to my face a man was standing with a grin and fixed look. “Should I offer you something to drink, mister? “[Aside]I know my games, they are smooth and sweet.” “You taste sweeter than the fine bottles of whiskey, so I'll need some glass poured” “As you please.” So, I poured him a glass of wine, but he wouldn't stop staring. And because of his constant gaze I asked him; “Mister,-- “--Dante, you can call me Dante. “Okay. Dante, is– “--it’s you I want, you are that brand.” I laughed calmly because he was into me so deeply, I could feel his bone click with mine. “I see. Let's see if this brand is still on this shelf.” I whispered with a broad smile. I was sure he was hopeful. But he stood up to leave. Took a shot, and gave a wink. “Wow! Never seen anything sooooo cuuute, oooh my!” I was in the midst of screaming when Mr. Bones came to my table and whispered boldly, “Be excited, and serve!” There was no room to reply him as he left as his last words fell from his lips. As I moved from table to table, I was excited and so whispered in songs, ¶“Love found me here, joy said nowhere to go ooh oh oh, eeeh eh eh”¶ “Yeees, they’re gon carry you away,” a half drunk man voiced to himself as he turns his head up and down. I didn't bother about what they were saying, I was only concerned about my excitement. Work closed for the day. All night long thoughts about Dante. Binding like the wool that heals me is the very words from his lips. All night long was fantasies about Dante and the wood world under dark clouds and quiet moon hiding. I kept my dreams on, turning on the mattress as if to bring him here by force. “Dante, oh my Dante, feel me tonight, and strip every strands of loneliness. No more to be alone, no more.” ********* Tera at Work: “You again, no no no, I'm not serving you; no, not today.” “I will be glad to serve you my love. Take a glass as I pour myself into you.” I stayed strucked and dazzled. Speechless. Finding two things: words and my breath. “Aaaah! I'm over this.” I immediately stepped into the dressing room to catch my breath. And there I whispered softly… “See, the love sparkles in his eyes–tingling. I am loving this feeling.” “Sooo, Mr lover man, I am ready for your outpouring; bring it on!” With too much excitement I rent the air. And it was a hand of applause in the bar section close to the stand. Lowering my head, I looked him in the face, “You nose seem pretty. I love them. Will you take me away to Paris, where every droplet of love would be real? Will you be that bone, always bending, hardly breaks to keep me from breaking?” “I– “--Yes you will! I guessed right.” I screamed on a low tone, feeling too excited. Throwing my phone across the table-stand, he insert his contact. “I will call you and call the moon on us tonight.” I winked at him to let him go. ****** “Hello, my love, the moon is right up–positioned for us.” “You mean to keep it till night to have this conversation?” “How much more sorer will it be if I am not wrapped in your arms on this moon-night. I love to hear your voice. It is you I see when I hear them. I will give it the most treasured price; even my purest body.” “I have heard you my love. Paris will long to see our love again.” He became a little curious. “By purest body, do you mean you just had a bath before you called?” “No! Dante, these are things for the women.” Here. His curiosity mixed with unworthy desires grew with speed, and I was almost lost. ******* Dante met a friend of his that doesn't always talk right. He was with him again. “Hey man, you're looking all grown!” “You? Dante, stop with all your teasing. You see Dante, like you told me on the phone. If you are correct, then we have a deal with Mr. Sally, as he has a thing with pure girls–virgins. What do you say? “It's a deal!”