Author note: This week I invite you to let your imagination go with this proposal that goes from the sensual to the erotic
"Abstinence" Takes place after Mick and Beth´s experience in the desert and its name is explained only if we think of what Mick told us previously: “They say that when a vampire savors the blood of his beloved, it creates a link between them both for a lifetime and the vampire is trapped in it. Caught in the spell of her perfume, her blood was calling him, waking up his thirst even unwittingly, until he ends up succumbing to it. And it is a real torment to break this influx, fight against oneself, to escape the frenzy where your desire pushes you and to resist her call, the need to possess her, to feel her, to take her. ”
Let him explain to us the torture of desire...
I hope you enjoy it
Kisses
"Abstinence" Takes place after Mick and Beth´s experience in the desert and its name is explained only if we think of what Mick told us previously: “They say that when a vampire savors the blood of his beloved, it creates a link between them both for a lifetime and the vampire is trapped in it. Caught in the spell of her perfume, her blood was calling him, waking up his thirst even unwittingly, until he ends up succumbing to it. And it is a real torment to break this influx, fight against oneself, to escape the frenzy where your desire pushes you and to resist her call, the need to possess her, to feel her, to take her. ”
Let him explain to us the torture of desire...
I hope you enjoy it
Kisses
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ABSTINENCE…
...And all I have to do is hold you
There's a racing within my heart
and I am barely touching you
Turn the lights down low
take it off, let me show
my love for you is insatiable
Turn me on, never stop
wanna taste every drop
My love for you is insatiable
There's a racing within my heart
and I am barely touching you
Turn the lights down low
take it off, let me show
my love for you is insatiable
Turn me on, never stop
wanna taste every drop
My love for you is insatiable
BETH: From the time I fed him I couldn’t stop thinking of him even for a moment, even when I was with Josh, to the point that I could not bear him touching me. My skin saw him as an intruder because really Mick had become my only possessor after we shared that night in the desert. From that moment, he and only he would hold the key to my desire, my body and my soul./span>
In the desert, I was his protector, his lover, his partner ... but mostly, I was part of him. I belonged to him beyond what my body and my mind could ever imagine but that feeling also made me change. The fact of feeding him, giving him life with my blood, feeling him in me and me in him, also woke up a sort of territorial instinct toward him and immediately after the need arose to his touch, the urge to have him back, the desire to return to surrender, to lose myself again in him and the anguish arose because of his silence, from his distance ... and also my jealousy appeared.
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I lied to Josh... I couldn’t tell him the truth and the truth was I was too confused. It was as if suddenly Josh was a stranger to me because Mick was now in my life, it was as if there was no place for anyone more. I wanted to be alone to think about what happened that evening. I needed to clarify everything that went through my mind and my heart, all that my body felt and at that moment the last thing that I needed was Josh's presence, his words of love, his cuddles and caresses. In fact, I would say that I felt like he even hassled me. I felt terrible for him, somehow I knew that my conscience was betraying him and he didn’t deserve it but I could not help it. I preferred to betray Josh before betraying Mick.
I told him that I was very tired and needed to sleep, Josh had to finalize details regarding Lenny and I was fine ... So after eating something he made me promise that I would let him accompany me to the hospital so I could have the two small wounds on my wrist examined. Josh agreed to leave me alone. He did just to please me so I can get some rest after a hard day.
He had hardly been gone when I thought of Mick again. The truth is that I had not stopped thinking of him for a single moment. I needed him. I wanted to see him again, something like an impulse, an instinct, a need. I needed to talk to him about what had happened. Something had changed between us that night in the desert, something that there was no way to explain, something that couldn’t be said, only felt ... and I needed to look into his eyes to make sure I was not the only one who knew it.
I got out of bed, got dressed and went to find him. I knocked his door, and I heard his steps slow and felt my face press against the cold metal. I don’t know if it was my desire or if it was part of the connection that had arisen between us. But the truth is that just closing my eyes and wishing that the door would open, I could feel him on the other side. I felt him as if there was nothing standing between us ... I felt his desire and his fear while my heart and my body were begging him to let me in. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I could feel his soul.
Time had stood still and only silence remained and in between was just the need that we both felt for one another. But although we both wanted it, the door didn’t open. There wouldn’t be another time, we wouldn’t tempt fate, because he would not allow it. So we both walked away from the door, but our souls remained united as one heart with a link that even distance couldn’t break. We were unknowingly placing ourselves in the hands of destiny.
I went home dejected with my mind on him, always of him ...
MICK:I got into the freezer looking for an icy shelter to unwind my mind and body. I didn’t want to think, didn’t feel, I even tried to block the thoughts in my mind waiting to fall into the usual lethargy, but just as I closed my eyes, her image appeared before me as if I was seeing her through a glass.
BETH:I began to undress so I could get some sleep and while my hands slid the clothes over my body, I could almost imagine that it was his hands undressing me. He wasn’t with me but I felt his gaze on me, caressing my body. Did I feel it or maybe I wanted it? I don’t know, at that time everything seemed to be the same.
BETH:I began to undress so I could get some sleep and while my hands slid the clothes over my body, I could almost imagine that it was his hands undressing me. He wasn’t with me but I felt his gaze on me, caressing my body. Did I feel it or maybe I wanted it? I don’t know, at that time everything seemed to be the same.
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MICK: The pieces of her clothing were sliding down her skin to fall to the ground like the veils of a dancer and I grew more and more impatient, eager to see the white radiance of her skin, silky and delicate, creamy and warm. As her hands were removing her clothes, the tempting curves of her body, were being unveiled before my eyes. My pupils were dilating, silvering my gaze with the reflection of desire. She was so beautiful... made for sin...and seeing her, almost naked before me, I realized I wanted her desperately and painfully, beyond all reason.
Her blood was still inside of me, it made me think of her, my body needed her, my mind could fly to her on wings of my imagination and her image was drawn in my dreams making me hard, turning my need into a painfully unbearable desire... but my desire awakened the thirst of vampire too. I wanted her...yes, I wanted all of her and that was the most dangerous thing of all…
Her blood was still inside of me, it made me think of her, my body needed her, my mind could fly to her on wings of my imagination and her image was drawn in my dreams making me hard, turning my need into a painfully unbearable desire... but my desire awakened the thirst of vampire too. I wanted her...yes, I wanted all of her and that was the most dangerous thing of all…
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BETH:I went to bed thinking of Mick. Maybe he was not there with me, but when my eyes closed and even though my mind fell asleep, I could feel him there, I could feel him in me.
I remembered his hands grasping my wrist, so possessive and firm, but soft and tender, and I was dying to feel his touch on my skin, moving down my body, making me one with him, arousing me with his cool softness and enflaming me more and more with the strength of his desire, until it drove me to unthinkable limits of pleasure.
I remembered his hands grasping my wrist, so possessive and firm, but soft and tender, and I was dying to feel his touch on my skin, moving down my body, making me one with him, arousing me with his cool softness and enflaming me more and more with the strength of his desire, until it drove me to unthinkable limits of pleasure.
MICK: Oh yeah ... the softness of her skin. How I wished I could move down her body, caress her, awaken in her desire, until I could make her scream for me...
BETH: I remembered his lips, cool, soft and gentle, pressing against my skin between haste and fear, between desire and tenderness, while bursts of pleasure ran through my body, down to my core with each taste of his mouth and suddenly my mouth imagined his sweet assault and I could almost feel those pouty lips caressing mine, while his tongue invaded every corner of me, possessive and passionate in a deep and intense kiss, taking my breath away.
MICK: Umm ... and her lips became a silky temptation and I felt her desire burning my lips just imagining them, waiting for me. Her mouth kept hidden the sweet honey that I wanted to taste .
BETH:I remembered his fangs penetrating my flesh and then my body was imagining his penetrating mine. His strength turned into tenderness, urgency turned into passion, his body covering mine, his strong chest so perfect pressing gently against me in a sweet and fiery embrace, waking every inch of me with his contact, taking me generously and demanding, driving me to the edge of madness ...
MICK: Oh yeah ... The wet and warm haven of her body is waiting for me and I was dying to take her warm softness and make her mine in every way imaginable.
MICK: She was already engraved in me, so much so that she was seeping into my dreams. I saw her, I felt her and my skin and my body ached without her and screamed for her.
I opened my eyes and woke up in my freezer, I was burning up again. No artificial or natural cold lethargic can quench my thirst or my hunger for her. It was like an insatiable need that was consuming me inside and, after having been mine in the desert, not even my willpower seemed able to tear her from me. I was trying to run away from it with all the will that my mind could possess, but my body was screaming otherwise and yet I had to stop it to protect her from all this. I had to protect her from me ... but that fight was transforming my life into a hell, a torture that wouldn’t let me rest.
I got up, put on a shirt and I went to my office to review a case to distract my mind. I tried but it was useless, I couldn’t stop thinking of her. It was like a curse. The night breeze was coming through the windows, the evening was already coming to a close, the city seemed a hive of lights and colors, highlighting the middle of the black cloak of night. I felt the need to confuse my mind between her dark, stun in its bustle, anything to keep from thinking of her. I buttoned my shirt, I pulled on some jeans, grabbed the car keys and went in search of a little distraction that could mitigate my torment.
I opened my eyes and woke up in my freezer, I was burning up again. No artificial or natural cold lethargic can quench my thirst or my hunger for her. It was like an insatiable need that was consuming me inside and, after having been mine in the desert, not even my willpower seemed able to tear her from me. I was trying to run away from it with all the will that my mind could possess, but my body was screaming otherwise and yet I had to stop it to protect her from all this. I had to protect her from me ... but that fight was transforming my life into a hell, a torture that wouldn’t let me rest.
I got up, put on a shirt and I went to my office to review a case to distract my mind. I tried but it was useless, I couldn’t stop thinking of her. It was like a curse. The night breeze was coming through the windows, the evening was already coming to a close, the city seemed a hive of lights and colors, highlighting the middle of the black cloak of night. I felt the need to confuse my mind between her dark, stun in its bustle, anything to keep from thinking of her. I buttoned my shirt, I pulled on some jeans, grabbed the car keys and went in search of a little distraction that could mitigate my torment.
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MICK:I drove like a robot, aimlessly, feeling the wind caress my face. I wanted to flee but eventually my thoughts ended up being attracted to what I was trying to escape from. I stopped the car and I realized I was in front of her house, her perfume came to me wrapped in the wind and a second later, before my brain could think, I jumped to her terrace and I walked into her room and stood by the door, watching her.
She was sleeping ... her breathing was slow and rhythmic following the beat of her dreams, her breast moved up and down in an incredibly sensual way, capturing my gaze with every movement. She was definitely a temptation made only for me and I seemed to have lost the strength to keep myself away from her. I realized the sheet had slipped from her naked body and now they barely covered her most intimate parts. The scent of her arousal told me why.
I stood there, looking at her, a few steps away, with my dilated silver pupils and my mouth ajar while the scent of her skin, her hair and her desire permeated the room and reached me, penetrating into my body and to my mind as a subtle, delicious and irresistible call.
At that time she also took a deep breath, as if she was sensing my presence, just as that night when she was little and I came in her room, but her beautiful body was now that of a woman. She made other sensuous movements, taking away the sheets from her a little more as she moaned my name in her dreams. Her sweet whisper came into my mind and became a demand. She was calling me and my feet took me automatically to her. Just then, my skin became covered with tiny droplets of sweat in an internal struggle to contain my forbidden desire.
She whispered my name again and instantly the back of her hand began a delicate dance away from her throat, through the center of her breast to her belly and I saw that she bit her lips imagining other hands caressing her skin. I also bit my lip trying to suppress the desire to caress her and felt my skin burning up with excitement that penetrated painfully between my legs, screaming the urgency of my desire against my conscience, so much so that even the incipient droplets of sweat started to slide over my forehead, rolling down my face. My eyes, now silvered, were still riveted in her creamy, soft skin, which was pink by the excitement of her own dreams, awakening all my senses, urging me with her provocative perfume to taste her, inch by inch, to immerse myself in her exquisite softness and explore her infinite paths, savoring her delicious warmth in every kiss, every touch awakening her to the passion and pleasure that I was dying to give her.
She was sleeping ... her breathing was slow and rhythmic following the beat of her dreams, her breast moved up and down in an incredibly sensual way, capturing my gaze with every movement. She was definitely a temptation made only for me and I seemed to have lost the strength to keep myself away from her. I realized the sheet had slipped from her naked body and now they barely covered her most intimate parts. The scent of her arousal told me why.
I stood there, looking at her, a few steps away, with my dilated silver pupils and my mouth ajar while the scent of her skin, her hair and her desire permeated the room and reached me, penetrating into my body and to my mind as a subtle, delicious and irresistible call.
At that time she also took a deep breath, as if she was sensing my presence, just as that night when she was little and I came in her room, but her beautiful body was now that of a woman. She made other sensuous movements, taking away the sheets from her a little more as she moaned my name in her dreams. Her sweet whisper came into my mind and became a demand. She was calling me and my feet took me automatically to her. Just then, my skin became covered with tiny droplets of sweat in an internal struggle to contain my forbidden desire.
She whispered my name again and instantly the back of her hand began a delicate dance away from her throat, through the center of her breast to her belly and I saw that she bit her lips imagining other hands caressing her skin. I also bit my lip trying to suppress the desire to caress her and felt my skin burning up with excitement that penetrated painfully between my legs, screaming the urgency of my desire against my conscience, so much so that even the incipient droplets of sweat started to slide over my forehead, rolling down my face. My eyes, now silvered, were still riveted in her creamy, soft skin, which was pink by the excitement of her own dreams, awakening all my senses, urging me with her provocative perfume to taste her, inch by inch, to immerse myself in her exquisite softness and explore her infinite paths, savoring her delicious warmth in every kiss, every touch awakening her to the passion and pleasure that I was dying to give her.
BETH:Oh my God!! I wanted him so much, I needed him so bad that even my dreams were his and my body, wet and panting with the imagine him in me, opened to him, oblivious to consciousness, runaway, burning up with desire, crying for him ...only for him until I thought I was dying.
MICK: So far she had been my salvation but now she had become my temptation, my greatest sin. My need made my temples and my groin throb mercilessly. I wanted to have her more than anything in the world. I wanted to lose myself in her, savoring every last drop of her essence, squeezing the last drop of her pleasure. I craved making her mine in a thousand ways and after tasting her blood I knew what she felt, she wanted me too and, just thinking of it, my desire had become more and more urgent, almost unbearable. My hands searched her but my fists were closed to contain the urge to touch her.
I had never felt anything like it. My heart was dead and yet I felt it beating when I have her near me, imagining me in her, imagining her in me ... holding her in my arms, feeling her sweet surrender until we become one. She could make me feel alive but if I fell into temptation, that life which she made me feel could become her death and that was the only thing keeping my hands paralyzed, unable to touch her despite being a few inches of her ... she should remain sacred to me. My need for her made her something forbidden, now more than ever.
I turned toward the terrace, taking my eyes off her tantalizing body, fighting against what I felt. Perhaps she could be mine, but she was just a victim of the vampire and what I should not have done, I had no right. That's what I kept tell myself over and over again trying to keep my desire and my need under control. I imagined her as a little girl, smiling innocently and I felt dirty and guilty for loving and wanting her. But instantly the pure eyes of the little girl became the burning gaze of a woman and my hell started all over again. I had to leave there, I had to keep the vampire away from her and there was only one way.
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I returned to my car and grabbed my phone. It was Thursday, party night at Josef´s home. I dialed his number and a woman with a sultry voice answered on the other side. I did not like to take part in these meetings because I knew how they ended later, but that night I needed to stop thinking, I need to distract my mind and relieve my body. Something that could momentarily release my need for her ...that could let me know that I was able to escape from this prison of passion that I had built when I drank her blood, something that could show me that I could be myself again. Maybe this was not the best way, but, at that moment, I couldn’t think of anything else.
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When I arrived, Josef’s house was in full swing, naked girls walking by the pool flirting shamelessly and looking from side to side while there were other eager eyes fixed on them trying to decide what would be the chosen trophy. As soon as Josef saw me, he released the exuberant young long haired blonde he had chosen to quench his thirst and approached me, surprised by my visit, but smiling. I guess it was a small triumph for him and his philosophy.
-“Wow, I can’t believe it! Don’t tell me you've finally broken that absurd and insane vow and you´ve decided to stop fighting and accept what you are.”
I didn’t answer. The grim expression on my face was more telling than any words. Josef knew me well enough to know that something was wrong and when he came and smelt that new scent on me he did not wager guess.
- "It’s that girl ... The journalist." I didn’t answer, I just looked down but it was enough for him.
"Oops! I confess that I beginning to get curious about her, after all, she has achieved in just a few days what I have not been able to get in decades. I'm thinking maybe you should introduce us." Josef smiled impishly. But my eyes looked at him menacingly imposing a clear boundary. That was enough to realize that this was not the way to proceed and his irony disappeared.
“Okay ... quiet. I see that the vampire has not appeared voluntarily. So... what happened? Something serious had to happen because you're here today with that look on your face.”
I told him what had happened with Beth in the desert. I told him about the desire that this experience had awakened in me, my need to find her, to have her even though I knew I shouldn’t, even though what she had meant to me all these years. I felt lost, hopeless, wanted some advice, a kind of help, whatever it was, to zoom out my mind, to erase her from me, to regain control. I needed to know if I could do it. No matter how I stopped it as long as the end was effective..
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Josef took me to the library, leaving me with a drink in my hand and returned a few minutes later accompanied by a beautiful woman with golden hair, generous cleavage, angelic face and burning eyes that stood in front of me while biting her index finger with a flirty gesture of feigned shyness, her shameless eyes roamed up and down me like a suggestive invitation, waiting to be attacked. Josef came to me and whispered.
“I don’t think it's a good idea Josef.”
“Oh come on my friend, you know that deep down that's what you came here for. You want to know the why and I offer the answer. Is this love or desire?" And his hand stroked the girl's face until her cleavage looked like a suggestive proposal. "Come on Mick, you know it's the only way. One nail drives out another nail right? And if I remember correctly you said that no matter what. In addition ... frankly friend ... I don’t think one of your bags of blood can help you a lot with that right now." He said as he gestured toward my fly."If you don’t want to risk "your girl", we’ll have to find an alternative solution don´t you think so?”
"But what if ..."
"Quiet, she´s not afraid of fangs, believe me. Close your eyes and I assure you she will be who you want." He winked and left the library, closing the door behind him.
Then the girl turned to me and without a word she assaulted my mouth. Her lips were soft and sweet ... but they weren’t of her ... they weren’t those of Beth and those dirty kisses were not like I had dreamed it would be to kiss Beth till the initial sweetness of those other lips turned into mellifluous and unpleasant. I closed my eyes, trying not to think, to let myself go as Josef had said. Her tongue sought mine caressing my fangs, tempting the vampire inside me while her body began to grind against mine and her hands ran down my chest to my pants to free me. I shook with rage and took her against the closed door as she panted, soaked with desire to have me on her skin and between her legs.
I was excited, I don’t deny it, but it wasn’t because of that woman. It was by Beth ... and when I tried to focus on those caresses and I was going to let my most basic instinct arise, the smell of that woman, cloying and vulgar was mixed with the memory of the delicate and pure scent of Beth and I realized I couldn’t do it. I looked at one of the mirrors on the wall while trying to force myself to kiss her, searching her veins like a liquid that you don’t like, but you must take to relieve your illness and at that moment I saw Beth´s blue and pure eyes in the mirror. All that made me feel even dirtier. I couldn’t go on. I pushed the woman aside, opened the door, and ran away, disgusted with everything, disgusted with myself. At that moment I knew that I not only wanted her body, I also loved her and if I couldn’t be with her, I wouldn’t be with anyone.
I got home and went straight to the shower. I literally pulled the clothes from my body while cold water fell on me. I wanted to cleanse my body and my soul, I didn’t want any smell on my skin, any sign, just Beth´s trail and yet her scent was what was torturing me without mercy. I smashed my fists with the fury against the tiled wall of the bathroom, while the cold water was running down my bare skin.
I had to face reality and take action, no mattered what it cost me, no mattered how it hurt me. After all if she was my addiction I just had to keep her away from me and overcome my abstinence to regain control. It was only a matter of time and will power. If I had managed to control the vampire´s instinct all these years, I could do it again. I would do it for her. I would do it just because I loved her though I could never admit this feeling ever because it was my sin.
I left the room with a renewed vigor. Then, the warning messages on my phone sounded... It was Beth ... I guess she couldn’t understand my silence. Oh God! If she knew how painful it was for me! And yet, despite everything, neither of us would have the last word ... It would be our destiny and it wouldn’t take too long...
TO BE CONTINUED...
I´LL SEE YOU ON THE NEXT MOONLIGHT
"DESTINY 1"
"DESTINY 1"
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