Midnight Snack
this is a story i wrote as part of an art trade with a friend on www.deviantart.com this is her page: http://taillone.deviantart.com/
the character: cross (c) taillone 2005.
the story (c) myself
my gracious thanks goes out to her for permission to use her character in this, and upcoming stories ^-^
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A Midnight Snack
Fuck yes! The exhilaration of flying! I love it! The cold air, the speed... the height, it makes me shiver with excitement. The sensation of flexing ones wingtips to catch an updraft, then tearing back down towards the ground, and best yet, the blood running down my chin, from my prey. Yes... the blood is probably the best part of it all. In my many years on this rock they call earth I've feasted on countless delicacies... but blood... it cannot be topped, the nearly metallic tasting, thick red wine of life... and every prey's blood tastes different... since I've started feeding on the blood of others, I have not had one meal the same as the last.... Yet all have been quite enjoyable.
I guess my favorite meal would be one of my first... I was twenty seven at the time, still new to this sorta' thing, in reality I'd only been feeding for a year. It still brings a grin to my face, remembering that meal... god was it delicious...
It was my first time hunting alone, and boy did I choose a pretty piece of flesh. I'd never know her name... but I'll never forget the scent of her blood... so sweet, and enticing, my mouth waters just remembering it. although it doesn't matter, I must mention that she looked as wonderful as the blood that coursed through her veins tasted.
She was a slim vixen, of no more than nineteen summers. Her white and blue fur seemed to shimmer in the moonlight, her tight formfitting dress being of the finest blue silk. She was defiantly not prepared for the surprise that was waiting for her on that moonlit veranda... that surprise being yours truly... which, now that I mention it, I haven't introduced myself at all.
My names Cross... I'd guess myself to have taken at least one thousand trips around the sun on this rock, if not more, I lost count at five hundred. I'm damn tall, and damn light, Naturally over these years I've acquired my fair share of scars, wounds, and the like. Hell I even have myself a barcode on my left pec, from when those vial humans captured and attempted the capture and genocide of all fur kind... furry disease bags as they labeled us... which of course lead to a gruesome end for themselves... but that's off topic.
Here I was on a veranda; well, more accurately, above it, dangling from the roof, off in the shadows. Hell, I hadn't even planned to feed that night, but when she padded onto the veranda, I awoke to the sound of her soft sobs, I could smell her blood, and though I don't exactly have the greatest pair of eyes out there, I could see a deep claw mark across her face... I couldn't help myself! I needed to taste her blood! Fuck it smelt delicious!
I silently let myself fall from my perch, landing gracefully on my feet, and with no more sound than a feather, I crept up behind her, folding my wings behind my back. "The moon is beautiful tonight... isn't it" I cooed in her ear, running my toung across my fangs, suppressing a giggle as I watched her jump slightly, as she whipped around to face me...
"W-who are you?" she stammered... god... that voice, so innocent...so sad... and moreover... so terrified... I can still remember her face, her light blue eyes, her fur was completely matted with tears, and on one side, blood from the claw marks on her face.
"Me?" I questioned her, bringing one of my wings in front of me, bowing low, and spreading the other. "I am Cross..." I looked up at her, slowing rising, folding my wings in front of myself "and you... you seem to be... sad" ill never forget how much restraint it took me to not just tear her throat open and drain every drop of the vixens blood right there... but no... I would play with this one...
The vixen nodded slowly staring at the ground trying to avoid eye contact with me... I could smell her fear, hell; once again, even my eyes could see her trembling, and all this time, her sweet blood was slowly leaking from that pretty face.
"I notice... the blood" I continued, my black eyes glinting in the moonlight, as stars glistened in the liquid sky. I tried my best to come off as friendly, luckily for me, my scars at the time were minimal.
Blinking, she slowly brought a paw up to her face, letting the blood soak into her fingers. She blushed and nodded, choking back tears. "I-i-i guess this is what I g-get for telling my father that I have feelings for a feline" she placed her paws on the railing and started sobbing "and now the tiger I loved is dead" I could hear her tears splattering on the railing.
"Tears do not befit a maiden such as yourself" I purred... gazing appreciatively at her slender figure, amazed at how her dress seemed to shimmer with every movement, and hug the contours of her small frame.
The vixen turned around to face me... all too easy, her expression softened... although subtle, I noticed her eyes looking up and down my body, and from the movements of her tail, I could tell she was impressed.
"May I see your paw?" I continued, in a soft voice, a soft comforting smile on my lips, as I ruffled my wings.
Blushing heavily the vixen slowly extended her paw, I bent down and kissed it softly, slowly wrapping my wings around her... she blushed but didn't resist. I could hear her heart fluttering, her breath becoming more rapid "I-I shouldn't..." she stammered "T-this wouldn't be right...." Her body was trembling, as she slowly extended her arms as we embraced.
"Your lips say no...." I cooed in her ear "yet... your actions say otherwise" my wings were completely wrapped around her, her body pressed against mine. I slowly moved my mouth to her cheek, and licked off the blood, I nearly shit myself... fuck it tasted good! Pulling my head away I gazed deeply into her eyes, our noses nearly touching "just one... kiss" I asked, watching her beautiful eyes sparkle.
She mumbled something I couldn't understand as her eyes closed, her lips locking with mine, I'm not sure how long the kiss lasted, but it felt like forever. We reluctantly pulled apart gazing into each others eyes for a moment... god I was awesome!
I guess one of the advantages to being a strapping bat like myself... was that I rarely have a reason to wear nothing more than a loincloth... no doubt the vixen could feel my hardness pressing against her leg, my large cock blatantly peeking out from the thin drape of fabric that usually conceals it. I could hear a soft playful growl escape her lips she gazed into my eyes, completely under my spell. "take me cross!" he murmured, her eyes looking glassy, lust in her voice, I wrapped my wings a bit tighter around her, I could feel her claws raking through the fur on my back.
Lowering my head to the base of her neck, I slowly bit into the soft material of her dress, repeating the action on the opposite side, purring as I felt the fabric weightlessly fall to the ground between us... god her rack felt good against my chest. I could feel her heart thumping... a sigh escaped my lips, I wished this night could last forever.
She was passionately nuzzling my cheek, and occasionally nibbling my ear... god it felt good. I felt her body tremble and shiver, as my cock brushed against her slit... a soft moan escaping both our lips in unison. Gobs and gobs of pre slowly rolling down the length of my rock hard shaft, as we moaned, locked in our embrace, our song of lust.
The head of my knob located her tight tail hole... holding her in my wings, pressing her back against the railing, I slowly started moving my hips, shuddering with pleasure as my member slid inside her arse... closing my eyes and matching the deep moan that escaped her lips as she clutched me tighter.
She trembled from the mix of pain and pleasure, as I hilted my length completely inside of her, her tailing must have been stretched nearly to its limit. A growl escaped her lips as she kissed me, firmly locking her mouth to mine, her toung exploring my mouth freely. I could hear her tail thumping against the railing behind us.
As I kissed her back, I too growled, withdrawing nearly half my length from her, only to slam it in again, she tipped her head back and moaned, her vision likely blazing white with ecstasy. My cock shuddered as I repeated it again, here I was fucking her cute little ass as hard as I wanted, and she was loving every moment! I withdrew until just my head was inside, and before she could catch her breath, I rammed the whole length in the vixen... her scream was music to my ears as she clutched me tighter, claws digging into my back, but this only fueled our passion, I gradually picked up speed, until I was furiously slamming her ass with my cock, my balls rubbing against her tail... her beautiful perfect tits pressed against my toned pecs.
As I felt my balls start to tighten I pulled out, not wanting to waste my seed in a mere asshole. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she kissed me deeper. I sucked gently on her toung, this vixen was perfect.
Breaking the kiss we gazed into each others eyes for a moment, she bit her lip and smiled at me softly purring the words "i-im a virgin...." OH SWEET JESUS just hearing that practically made me shoot my load, I felt a massive gob of pre escape the tip of y cock.
I purred and licked her cheek... "you don't have to if you don't want to...." I murmured, but her expression showed only pure lust.
As if having a mind of its own, my cock-head was already pressing against her tight slit, begging for entrance, without a thought I rammed it into her in one thrust, hearing her earsplitting scream of pleasure, her hymen was barely any interference as I broke through. FUCK I thought, its tighter than her ass. I paused after forcing my entire length in her hot folds, feeling the moistness surrounding my cock, leaking out the bottom of her pussy and down my balls.
Nearly screeching with pleasure I furiously began to relentlessly fuck her, I could feel her folds tremble with pleasure, straining to accommodate my thickness. "I-I think I love you" she purred, tears welling up in her eyes, I didn't have the heart to tell her that I was just playing with my food, but I wasn't going to lie to her either... so I purred in acknowledgement and kissed her softly.
She let out one long continuous moan, it bordered a howl, I felt her pussy contracting over and over again on my dick, I growled with pleasure, slightly proud of myself for making my meal cum, her fluids practically drowning my cock.
After giving a few more violent thrusts, I too let out a howl, my balls aching to shoot, and they did... I felt them tighten as strand after strand of sticky white cum filled her, and overflowed, now squishing out with every hump, spreading the thick white cream all over my cock, and all up inside of her.
We slowly slowed down, and cuddled, shivering in the cold of the night, I gave her one final kiss as I pulled my meat out, it was starting to become limp... my mom had always told me not to play with my food... what a dumb thing to say.
Now I was prepared to dine, a low purr escaping my lips, I knew I couldn't ever forget this night.
"I'm sorry" I whispered softly in her ear, after a few more moments of cuddleing. I began kissing her shoulder, then moving my attention to her neck lightly flicking my toung up and down, planting a kiss behind her ears.
"For what?" she purred her eyes closed, a soft smile on her lips... running her paws up and down my back as I nibbled on her neck. She got no answer, only the sharp stab of my fangs sinking deep into her jugular vein. "oh..." she muttered, tears welling up in her eyes, a sob escaping her lips as a slowly began drinking the sweetest wine in the world. "...I knew it was too good to be true" she continued, soaking her fur once more with tears... as she squeezed my back tighter, wincing from the pain... probably with the misguided hope I'd turn her into a vampire as well... screw that... Cross is a solo act!
A sigh was the last thing I heard escape her sweet lips as her spirit left her, her body going cold in my hands... I continued to feed until there was none left.
Pulling my fangs out I kissed her one more time, laying her body on the ground softly, taking a moment to gaze at her sexy nude form, lying there silhouetted in the moonlight. I grinned and leapt onto the ledge. Looking at the ground far below, hearing the door behind me creak open, terrified and angry shouts of a Fox, probably her rat of a dad... I didn't catch what he said as a flew off into the nigh licking my lips... god I'm awesome.