Fic: Pretty Things. (1/1) PG-13
Title: Pretty things
by: Dru (meeeeee lol)
Rating: I guess maybe PG-13, for like maybe blood and stuff. XD I suck at ratings.
Warnings: There's some blood, and slightly dark things that go on here.
Summary: Things go bump in the night, innocent looking things. (I don't wanna give too much away. :þ)
Beta: zorana84 At least I think that's your lj name, lol. Twitter is @zoranaless.
A/N: I just got this idea at work, and then I wrote it when I should have been asleep. Heh, I hope you like it. I quite like it. :DD I hope some of you like it too. Heh.
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"So what are we doing out here? It's so much better inside, where we could even find a room of our own and have a little fun," said the petite brunette trailing after Adam as he left the house. The party had already been going on for hours and didn't seem close to stopping yet, by the sound of it.
"Yeah, about that. So, maybe I lied about a thing or two." Adam stopped abruptly, and turned around to face the tipsy girl who almost fell over in her fancy but unwise heels. "What? What did you lie about?," she asked, trying her best to regain her balance.
"Well, for one thing I'm gay and really have no interest in you." Adam told her, and his flirty come hither look had completely changed to that of a predator in total control of his surroundings. "But... you were totally flirting with me inside. Why would you lead me on like that?" The girl pouted attractively and Adam mused that the kicked-puppy look probably did work on a lot of guys. It was too bad he really didn't care.
"I wanted to give my boyfriend a present. He's been such a good boy recently. Oh, another thing. You probably won’t survive tonight." He told her, smiling like he was talking about sunshine and puppies. In reality though, he had her backed into a corner and she was in fact, really screwed and not in a nice way.
"Why... why not? What are you going to do to me?" She asked him shakily, worrying her lower lip, brown doe-like eyes starting to tear up. "I'm not going to do a thing. You're not for me. But you see, my boy has such an appetite that I doubt there will be a drop of blood left in your body when he's done with you." Adam whispered in her ear, and brushed a hand lightly over her throat.
"He likes to give me pretty & yummy things. So good to me," said a voice from out of the blue. The girl turned her head and stared at the slim guy dressed all in black with blonde hair who seemed to have appeared from nowhere, standing next to Adam. He's slipped an arm around Adam's waist and looked perfectly at home there.
"Thank you, she's perfect." The blond told him, and gave him a little kiss before coming closer to the paralyzed girl who could do nothing but stare at them both. "Enjoy, babe," smiled Adam, backing away a little. He had a weird, calm, almost smile that was a little unsettling but not really threatening.
"Hi, my name is Tommy. What's your name?" He asked her, holding out his hand to her like he thought she would actually shake it and he wasn't about to kill her. "Come on, don't be shy. It's only the three of us here." Tommy told her, with the grin of an innocent school boy. "Clara. My name's Clara," she finally stuttered, still frozen in place with the certainty of death staring her in the face.
"That's a nice name. But any second now, he's going to tell me to stop playing with my food so..." Tommy grinned and in the next second had his fangs buried in her neck and was gulping down the blood that flowed freely. It got a little bloody, but nothing the rain wouldn't wash away later. And it was going to rain later, they had a sense for these things.
Adam was right off course. Tommy did drain Clara dry and looked up from his meal with a bloody smile to give his boyfriend a heart-stopping (that's to say if their hearts had still been beating) smile. "Finished? Satisfied?" Adam asked him, watching as Tommy hid poor Clara's body under some trash bags and other rubbish that was laying around the place.
"Finished, yes. Satisfied, not yet." Tommy told him, with a wolfish grin and gave him a bloody kiss before Adam licked the leftover blood away from Tommy's face and neck. "You love that I'm a messy eater, don't ya?" he asked Adam, who finished his last swipe of tongue across Tommy's chin.
"One of my favorite things about you, because then I get to lick you clean." Adam told him, grinning as he butted their foreheads together and gave Tommy another slow, sweet kiss and then rubbed his face a little against Tommy's bangs.
"You're just a big cat. That's what you are." Tommy told him, leading Adam away from where they had been and towards where they had parked their car at the start of the night when they got there. "Meow. You can pet me all you want, I'll purr for you," said Adam, and nuzzled Tommy's neck a little before biting it lightly and then licking it better.
"Oh, my god. You're such a dork. Let's go home and work on that," Tommy snorted and kissed Adam again. "It's why you love me." Adam smiled at him and looked like the boy that Tommy first met all those years ago and just had to have. "Among other things." Tommy said with an arched eyebrow that made Adam smirk at him. They really were a match made in heaven.
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The End.
by: Dru (meeeeee lol)
Rating: I guess maybe PG-13, for like maybe blood and stuff. XD I suck at ratings.
Warnings: There's some blood, and slightly dark things that go on here.
Summary: Things go bump in the night, innocent looking things. (I don't wanna give too much away. :þ)
Beta: zorana84 At least I think that's your lj name, lol. Twitter is @zoranaless.
A/N: I just got this idea at work, and then I wrote it when I should have been asleep. Heh, I hope you like it. I quite like it. :DD I hope some of you like it too. Heh.
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"So what are we doing out here? It's so much better inside, where we could even find a room of our own and have a little fun," said the petite brunette trailing after Adam as he left the house. The party had already been going on for hours and didn't seem close to stopping yet, by the sound of it.
"Yeah, about that. So, maybe I lied about a thing or two." Adam stopped abruptly, and turned around to face the tipsy girl who almost fell over in her fancy but unwise heels. "What? What did you lie about?," she asked, trying her best to regain her balance.
"Well, for one thing I'm gay and really have no interest in you." Adam told her, and his flirty come hither look had completely changed to that of a predator in total control of his surroundings. "But... you were totally flirting with me inside. Why would you lead me on like that?" The girl pouted attractively and Adam mused that the kicked-puppy look probably did work on a lot of guys. It was too bad he really didn't care.
"I wanted to give my boyfriend a present. He's been such a good boy recently. Oh, another thing. You probably won’t survive tonight." He told her, smiling like he was talking about sunshine and puppies. In reality though, he had her backed into a corner and she was in fact, really screwed and not in a nice way.
"Why... why not? What are you going to do to me?" She asked him shakily, worrying her lower lip, brown doe-like eyes starting to tear up. "I'm not going to do a thing. You're not for me. But you see, my boy has such an appetite that I doubt there will be a drop of blood left in your body when he's done with you." Adam whispered in her ear, and brushed a hand lightly over her throat.
"He likes to give me pretty & yummy things. So good to me," said a voice from out of the blue. The girl turned her head and stared at the slim guy dressed all in black with blonde hair who seemed to have appeared from nowhere, standing next to Adam. He's slipped an arm around Adam's waist and looked perfectly at home there.
"Thank you, she's perfect." The blond told him, and gave him a little kiss before coming closer to the paralyzed girl who could do nothing but stare at them both. "Enjoy, babe," smiled Adam, backing away a little. He had a weird, calm, almost smile that was a little unsettling but not really threatening.
"Hi, my name is Tommy. What's your name?" He asked her, holding out his hand to her like he thought she would actually shake it and he wasn't about to kill her. "Come on, don't be shy. It's only the three of us here." Tommy told her, with the grin of an innocent school boy. "Clara. My name's Clara," she finally stuttered, still frozen in place with the certainty of death staring her in the face.
"That's a nice name. But any second now, he's going to tell me to stop playing with my food so..." Tommy grinned and in the next second had his fangs buried in her neck and was gulping down the blood that flowed freely. It got a little bloody, but nothing the rain wouldn't wash away later. And it was going to rain later, they had a sense for these things.
Adam was right off course. Tommy did drain Clara dry and looked up from his meal with a bloody smile to give his boyfriend a heart-stopping (that's to say if their hearts had still been beating) smile. "Finished? Satisfied?" Adam asked him, watching as Tommy hid poor Clara's body under some trash bags and other rubbish that was laying around the place.
"Finished, yes. Satisfied, not yet." Tommy told him, with a wolfish grin and gave him a bloody kiss before Adam licked the leftover blood away from Tommy's face and neck. "You love that I'm a messy eater, don't ya?" he asked Adam, who finished his last swipe of tongue across Tommy's chin.
"One of my favorite things about you, because then I get to lick you clean." Adam told him, grinning as he butted their foreheads together and gave Tommy another slow, sweet kiss and then rubbed his face a little against Tommy's bangs.
"You're just a big cat. That's what you are." Tommy told him, leading Adam away from where they had been and towards where they had parked their car at the start of the night when they got there. "Meow. You can pet me all you want, I'll purr for you," said Adam, and nuzzled Tommy's neck a little before biting it lightly and then licking it better.
"Oh, my god. You're such a dork. Let's go home and work on that," Tommy snorted and kissed Adam again. "It's why you love me." Adam smiled at him and looked like the boy that Tommy first met all those years ago and just had to have. "Among other things." Tommy said with an arched eyebrow that made Adam smirk at him. They really were a match made in heaven.
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The End.