Erotic One Shots

Number 23 - Time

What would you do if you knew you were going to die? That you had a terminal illness that others could not see, that slowly your body was dying under the shadow of a foreign growth. Would you even tell your family? Make your last days together that of sorrow and heartache. Would that be better, or would you just be leaving a gaping hole in their lives when you finally disappeared, taken suddenly. After a few weeks of crying, feeling more then sorry for myself I had to get honest, to level with myself. That was the only way I could move forward, deal with my current situation.

I was going to die, there was no avoiding it, there was just me and the time I had left. For once, I wanted to try new things, get lost in life or what I had left. I wanted to experience everything I had avoided, like alcohol, boys, maybe a few drugs, be a bit of a rebel. Like really, how much damage could they do to me now? All I had left now, was time. I would be damned if I spent that time in a hospital. Getting treatment to prolong and consume the end of my life in pain, that was not the way I wanted or planned to spend the rest of my life.

Sliding out of the cab in the city I paid the driver before taking in my surroundings. I was twenty, but really, I had no experience going out. All the fun things teenagers did, well let me just say with my over protective parents, I did not get out much. The clubs rimming the streets all had lines with women and men alike laughing, sweating and flirting. Which one should I enter, what was the difference between them? Swallowing the saliva pooling in my mouth, I tried to kill my nerves as I walked towards a building reading Underworld. The line was quite large and the people in it quite alternative. Joining the line, I could not help but smile, I was doing this, I was actually going into a club.

People inching a little too close in the line, I almost thought I saw and felt someone sniff at me, like an animal. A migraine suddenly starting to build behind my eyes no doubt from the tumour, I ignored it, moving forward with the line. Each step bringing me closer to the front, closer to my new experiences. The people in front of me being let in, the bouncer stared at me up and down with a crease in his brow. Waving me forward towards the door I moved closer, making my entrance.

Stepping through the threshold I was immediately was covered in darkness, only some neon lighting brightening the space around me. Pushed through with the crowd I ended up near the bar, wading my way forward I reached the front gripping on to the wood holding onto it like it was a raft in the middle of the ocean.

Since entering the club, a weird feeling prickled at my skin, rippling through me like a chill. Chalking it up to the anticipation of what was to come, and nerves that I had and were no doubt shinning through to everyone that looked my way. Focusing on the bar in front of me I felt the vibrations of the music jolt through me. Watching the bartender heading me way, I almost shrunk back into the crowd. “What will you have?”

Ah s**t, a simple question, I do not know what to get, what do people even drink these days? “ummm… anything is fine.” The bartender looking amused stared at me like I was an i***t. A smirk plastered to his face for a few seconds as I could feel the sweat starting to form on my skin. Shock suddenly blanketing his face, I turned to find a man standing intimidatingly over me watching the bartender with warning clear in his eyes.

The man standing over me suddenly returning my own eye contact, his features softened almost instantly. His large body shuffling a bit closer. He placed his hand smoothly on my arm as he lent down to my ear to talk over the noise, “let me buy you a drink gorgeous?” Nodding my head, this was more daunting then I had anticipated. Feeling relieved and thankful for his help, I did not reject his touch as his hand slide down to my lower back.

Though uncomfortable at his closeness, I could feel my whole body gravitate toward him, his eyes burning into my own, compelling me to watch him, to be close to him. I could not drag my eyes away, not even for a second. The coolness of his hand chilling my skin eerily even through my clothing as a shiver moved through me.

Another shiver racking my body in quick succession, time appeared to almost slow down as a glass with blue liquid was placed in front of my face. The liquid, almost as blue as his eyes, “Have a drink gorgeous.” His tone of voice was almost melodic in my ears. Just like his eyes and touch, his voice dragged me in, bending me to his will. I wanted to go out, I want to have fun, but right now I felt like I could not control my actions, my body, I was trapped. The drink in my hands slowly bubbling away at the base I knew there was something in it, I knew I should not drink it. Strengthening my resolve, I tried to move away, to put down the drink, but in the space of a micro second his eyes were on mine yet again. “Drink.” He encouraged again and I did not have the will to say no.

In my mind and heart, I felt panic as the blue liquid touched my lips. A chuckle in his throat, he leant down pulling my body against his own, chills running through me. “Let’s go somewhere a little more private pet.” My legs started moving as he ushered me through the crowd, I could see so many people watching me with knowing, and amused looks on their faces. Catching the eyes of a man across the room, I felt the tingles that were still running through me since I arrived intensify. Wanting to move in his direction, the man behind me strengthen his grip, continuing to push me. Keeping eye contact with the man across the room, my cup was once again pushed to my lips, more of the blue liquid running down my throat causing a cold burn.

The Black eyes of the man who was still watching me, belonged to a man of similar build to that of the one ushering me forward. I could feel the panic in my heart manifest in my eyes causing them to become glassy and emotional. The black eyed man now standing across the way moved toward me, I had never seen him before in my life, but I knew he was safe. I knew I had to get to him, that he would help me, that he would f**k me. Wait what!

Closing the distance between us I could not take my eyes from him as a heat started in my chest working its way through my system. My movements becoming hazy and sloppy, I tried to stop, tried to pull away from the coldness holding me. Yanked, I was forced to face my capture, his eyes penetrating into my own. His hands gripping my wrist with force, fear ran through me. Turning to find the black eyed man, I could see nothing. He was no longer there, my heartbeat quickening I wildly looked around.

A tear slipping down my cheek, the man holding me was suddenly ripped away, thrown clear across the room. Pulled from his arms prior, heated arms banded around me heightening the burn already moving through my chest. My body quivering under the touch as my body craved more.

Looking up, the man with black eyes had me within his grasp, his chest vibrating against my back as I thought I heard a growl over the music. Most likely hearing wrongly, I turned in his arms as my heart rate kept increasing with no signs of slowing. The tingles I had before barely touched what I was feeling now. I did not know if it was the man holding me, or what I had consumed in that drink, but my body was succumbing to s****l need as my fingers fanned on his chest slowly sliding down his body.

This was all new to me, I had never done anything like his before, but my body seemed to react on its own. The man pulling me closer to his chest, my hand was forced flat on his abdomen between us as his face leaned in as he audibly inhaled my scent. Pulling back his hand gently gripped my chin. Watching my face one word left his lips with clear irritation in his eyes, “Shade.”

Furrowing my brow, I watched him in return as I wanted to get closer, to run my hands over every inch of his body. “No, I am Tammy.” A slight smile pulling at his lips I did not even see him move, but in an instant I was lifted to his chest and swiftly being walked to the back of the club.

“His warm breath skimming across my shoulder. “You have been drugged with Shade. In a few minutes you are going to feel intense pain and heat across your body.” His eyes held no jest, he was serious!

Fear rushing through me, I could not help but focus on the discomfort under my skin slowly growing just as he had said. Realizing my body was being placed on the floor, I lurched forward gripping onto his shirt as my new life raft. I did not know why, but I needed him. Hearing his chuckle unhindered, I look around the room realising we were alone in a little apartment looking space. “I never wanted a mate, let alone a clingy human, yet here you are.”

Having no clue what he meant, I could honestly not spare the brain power to think about it. With the heat rising and sweat starting to bead on my skin I could only see him. Starting to pull at his clothing, my body and instincts took over. I would never do this, I knew I would never do this. Yet here I was whining out as I struggled under his gaze to take off his clothes, to touch his body.

A smile once again pulling at his lips I watched as they grew closer to my skin. Pressing softly to my forehead, I felt hands grip my own forcing them down as I was forced backwards. The back of my legs hitting the bed I tumbled backwards onto the sheet. My eyes stuck on the man in front of me, I watched as he lifted his shirt over his head tossing it to the floor. Ripped… that was all my mind could manage as he grew closer. His hand gripping the front of my dress I heard the rip, but I could no longer care.

Laying atop the covers in just my panties as was all I had on under my dress, I watched with high anticipation as he grew closer. Taking my wrist in his hand, he pressed kisses to the inside of my elbows working his way to my shoulder. Relishing in the sensation, I gasped as he softly bit down before continuing to my neck. My body tensing, I cried out as his hand firmly grasped my breasts, my entire lower region shifting, thrusting forwards looking for contact. My movements not making contact with his lower half, a whimper left my lips.

His hands moving downward, I felt movement as he lifted off the bed slightly. My eyes squeezed shut, I tried to ignore the pain sparking, biting at my skin. Shade… I tried to think of the word, the drug, I have never heard of it. Before I could continue in my train of thoughts I felt his body lower back down on the bed, his hand once again massaging my breast before pinching my n****e with a little force. A sharp squeal leaving my throat, I could feel the dry burn of my vocal cords as his body began to grind against me.

God I wanted it, but I was a virgin. I had never let anyone touch me like I was allowing this man. Slight unrest moving through my mind, I felt a finger hook under my panties straight into my centre. “mmm, you are so wet Tammy. So wet for me, I wonder how it will feel when I do…” No other word leaving his mouth, I simply felt his erection ram the entire way inside my body.

Pain throbbed in my centre as I screamed out at the sudden intrusion. His body stiffening, I could feel his c**k stir inside of me as he stilled his movement. Hands plastered to the sides of my face, I opened my eyes. Black inky orbs staring back, “you are a virgin?”

My eyes slowly closing, my whisper died between us, “it hurts.” A hand moving up and down my side soothingly, I allowed some tears to fall submitting to the pain and emotions.

His face moving onto my neck, I could feel the soft assault on my skin. “Tammy, I’m sorry.” Starting to move again, his body pulled back before slamming back in reaching the same depth. The pain was high, but it was slowly fading as I felt like he was hitting something deep inside me. It was pain, but pleasure at the same time. The friction increasing, I could feel blood coagulating on my inner thighs, as it seeped from my entrance as he moved with purpose and speed.

His arms posted on either side of my body, I focused on the muscles flexing, rippling outward with every agonising thrust. “Stop, it hurts, I can’t take anymore.” Crying out his lips moved back to my own swallowing my words as he slowed slightly. My body was humming, hanging off the edge ready to fall, ready to break. I wanted new experiences, I had honestly always wanted and wondered what s*x was like, but… “ahhh… stop, I am going to die.” The truth was, I would die if he stopped. Something building so high, something felt weird, something was going to happen.

Pulling back slightly, “just a little more Tam, you are nearly there.” Nearly there? Nearly where? Pumping continually, each thrust rubbed at my skin. The tingling growing with each thrust of his hips. Something snapping inside me, his voice sounded again, “there you go, good girl.”

Screaming out, I brought my hand to my lips. Gripping them in his fingers, my wrists were held to the bed. My whole body convulsing beneath his, as my legs tangled in the sheets. Watching him wide eyed, he slowly slid his c**k back into my body. The sensation between my legs thrumming harder, I continued to moan out clinging to his body, pulling him closer, needing him closer.

Groaning out his pace slowed taking three hard final thrusts before he dropped his weight on top of my own. Rolling to the side he kept holding me tightly in his arms. I do not know how long we laid like that, or if he spoke again. Drifting, I just allowed sleep to take me as I snuggled deeper into his side, being right where I felt I needed to be.

Waking up I felt so disoriented as I groaned out moving around. The first thing I noticed was the soreness between my legs. Feeling a hand move across my hip, my eyes flew open as I sat up startled. Looking around, I was in a bed. Swallowing hard I looked down finding a giant tanned hand attached to a monstrosity of a man laying next to me. Jumping up from the bed in an instant, I looked for my clothes to find the tattered remains of them on the floor.

My heart racing, I grabbed what I could only assume was his shirt off the floor. Pulling it over my head I quietly raced to the door. Pulling it open a voice sounded, “where do you think you are going Tam?” Turning round the man was sitting up in bed, his eyes watching me intently with curiosity. “You are mine now, you must stay with me. Without me, you will die. Now come” A hand out stretched towards me, I shook my head.

Remembering there reason why I was here, the reason I went out. I could not help but laugh. Brining my hand to my face, I could not believe what I had done. I had a one-night stand. With utter and complete surety in my voice, “I will die, but it will have nothing to do with you.” Moving through the threshold at record pace, I ran…

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