Forever Young

[loneiysong]

Delilah sat alone in the bar. She rested her head against the bar. The thrumming of the music made her heart race, made her feel alive. But she had been having very sexual dreams lately. Her being spread and taken any way she could want by shadows. The shadows were unafraid adn whispered everything she wanted to hear in her ear. Looking up at her old vampire friend that was the bartender, she waved her off. Delilah pressed her hand against her forehead as her elbow was supporting her head beside the Shirley Temple. A drink she enjoyed in her youth as she enjoyed now.

Looking up and around, she saw a couple making out in the corner. All but tearing off each others clothes and mounting each other on the bar. Delilah watched. Running her hand up her thigh, she found a way to her little bud of pleasure and began to finger herself. She was wet and wanted someone to come up and let her feel the hard pleasure pulsing between his legs. The couple looked up at her as she stared. They blushed and quickly left.

The reason was farely simple.

Delilah had been turned when she was 13 years old. Her body just budding into that of a woman. Her hair was blonde and soft and cascaded in soft rivulets down around her shoulders and down her back. Her blue eyes were wide and innocent. Her face was porcelain and beautiful.

She stood at a petite 5'2. Her breasts were small but on the brink of blossom. But it was so that she didn't have to wear a bra. So that was fine. On the outside she was 13 but on the inside she was pushing 50. Her vampire sire long since lost interest in her leaving her alone in the world. Leaving her to steal and delve into the mind of prey. But she could not get them to do anything sexual because, when she was to take off her clothes, they freaked out and broke the bond. Looking down, she thought of all the fat perverts that wanted her, but couldn't get it up. She was scraping the bottom of a barrel. She was not that great at suggesting thoughts to prey. SHe blamed her young age.

Running her fingers through her blonde hair, she looked down and shook her head. Tonight, in the Bar of Fangs, she wore simple skirt and tights. Tennis shoes and a shirt that was pink and frilly.

 

[ty5550]

Walking into a bar was a man of six feet and two inches tall, his skin slightly tanned from the rays of the sun. His hair was black and unkempt, just a mess as it lay on top of his head, hanging down in his eyes just slightly and covering his ears. His chin and neck was scruffy from fine, rough hairs which produced a five o'clock shadow since he had not shaved that day...well more than a five o'clock shadow since it was a few hours past that and heading well into the night. His eyes were a piercing blue as he looked through the bar, they were exotic like that of a beast and could see into the shadows of the room. He wore a pair of loose fitted jeans covered in rips and holes from the wear and tear, revealing his thick and defined legs beneath. On his chest he wore only a white t-shirt, hugging tightly to his torso, tracing his well toned muscles and his ripping abdomen. As a werewolf this individual naturally had a board muscle structure.

His work boots were heavy on the ground as he walked up to the bar and took a seat next to the small woman, only giving her a glance of curiosity before ordering a pint of beer from the bartender. His voice was soft and gentle, and yet very deep and masculine as he spoke from his chest, the tone rumbling through his throat as his adam's apple rolled. Eying the bartender and taking in her scent, he automatically acknowledged her as a vampire and nodded when she slid him the large mug of beer. Taking a few large gulps, he sighed before he took another look at the girl next to him.

She was small and petite, her body rather undeveloped and when he got a good look at her face her saw a cute...little girl? "Aren't you a little young to be in here kid?" His nose was unable to pick up her scent that would label her as a vampire, there was another aroma which overwhelmed her, it was intoxicating and full of pheromones (as he was unaware that she had been fingering herself), it caused the beast within him to stir slightly as blood rushed to his large manhood and he casually tried to close his legs to conceal the growing bulge between his thighs.

 

[loneiysong]

She didn't look up as the man came in. Men came and went. Many were their numbers like the stars in teh sky. She took a drink from her Shirley Temple and looked straight ahead. He was a werewolf. The sound of his purring voice somehow was electricity and her clit was the iron rod that picked it up. Why did werewolves have to talk in a soft growling purr. Shutting her eyes, she let it wash over her and she gripped the bar as she felt just his voice bring her to the brink of pleasure that she had not been able to throw herself over into orgasm. It was her fault. Putting her hand that she had been fingering herself with on the bar and looked down.

The image of him laying her back in a bed and pulling off his clothes. Kissing up her thighs and over her bare pussy and to her stomach between her budding breasts. Right as he was about to slip in, he had to ruin her daydream. Her age? What the fuck!? Was his nose broken or something. Looking up with her blue eyes, she rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Aren't you a little too old to be a werewolf and not be able to use your nose." Just feeling like a littler pervy shirt she wiped her soaking wet fingers over his white shirt, finished her shirley temple and fished out a $5 bill from her purse that was strapped across her chest and slid off. "I am leaving Lily." Lily smiled adn waved. "Take care Dilly." She smiled and went back to tending the bar.

 

[ty5550]

Grunting as she suddenly reached out and wiped her hand on his shirt, Ty looked down as the scent of her arousal suddenly hit his nose full blast. It made his head buzz as he grew intoxicated by her pheromones, his primal instincts taking over as his large manhood grew rock hard and pitched a very noticeable tent in his jeans. Wincing, he groaned in discomfort as his shaft throbbed with need to be released from it's confines.

The werewolf soon put it all together though as he gathered himself up. The young girl was actually a vampire, and since they were immortal she was forever stuck in the age in which she was turned. What shocked him even more was the realization that she had been playing with herself...right then and there on the bar stool, and thus her natural feminine musk threw off his scent. It was hard for him to think when the lustful beast took over after all.

Quickly he followed after her, "wait...I'm sorry. I did not realize, I just saw this cute little girl sitting at the bar alone drink and...well my mind was not clear. Let me make it up to you by buying you another round of drinks or something?" His deep voice gave off a tone that was genuinely sorry, he did not mean to be rude or insult her, but he had said something without thinking. "Us werewolves...we just have impulses you know? I should not have said that, forgive me."

 

[loneiysong]

She was walking down the street alone and looked around. She stood on a street corner wondering where she was going to go. She couldn't very well barge into a house that had an owner. She had to be invited. She was curious as to where she was going to go when the werewolf ran up and she rolled her eyes and pulled on her coat and looked up at him and shook her head. "Yea, you use your eyes and not your brain, which is how you probably came to be a werewolf. And if your not careful, it will get you killed." She sighed and shivered a bit.

She obviously would need to drink some blood before she settled in for the night and looked up at him and canted her head. SHe put her hands to her hips and smiled a bit. "Yea, and as long as young looking vampires like me successfully wipe our scent on you, you might start using your nose." She shook her head and then bit her lip and canted her head. "You really want to make it up to me?" She looked up into his eyes trying to search. Werewolf sex to a vampire was like a human having sex with a greek god. It COULD happen, it just didn't. With a wide smile, she then nodded. "We could start with a drink, but I don't really drink alcohol, I drink...and I am a light weight."

 

[ty5550]

The werewolf kept his mouth shut as the little vampire gave him a lecture, while his natural arrogance wanted him to snap back at her, he knew he deserved to get chewed out after the rude and stupid mistake he made. It was odd as well to look at this cute little girl and knowing that she was probably a much older and mature woman...older than him at least since she showed her maturity by scolding him like a rash teenager.

"Wiping your scent on me..." He said softly as he looked at her questionably as he assumed the scent she meant was the juices she got on her hand from touching herself. He was curious as to why she was fingering herself in a bar to begin with...mostly because her scent was turning him on and making him horny, the animal inside of him not caring about her apparent age, it just wanted to hump her. "Drink...right. Well you can drink some of my blood if you wish, since I assume that is what you mean?" He was a large, strong werewolf, more than capable of handling a vampire that needed to feed, his body could withstand it without a problem.

 

[loneiysong]

Delilah smiled adn looked at him as he took what she had to give. Canting her head, she took his hand so it didn't look so wierd as they walked back. Looking at him, she canted her head and smiled. "How old are you exactly, what is more, what is your name? Mine is Delilah. I am 50 years old. I was changed when I was 13 years old. And I cannot tell you how much of a pain it is in my ass to have vampires treat me like I am still 13 and a little girl. I am a damn woman. I am horny. Nuns have had more sex than me. That is why I was fingering myself. I was watching a young, sexually active group, all but have sex on the bar and I got horny." She looked up at him and canted her head.

"Why am I even telling you this?" She stood outside the bar waiting for him to hold open the door. She smiled adn then shook her head. "No I mean an actual drink, maybe if I get you good and liquered up, you might play a game of 'Hide the Bone'." She smiled and looked at him and moved to the bar and sat down. She held up a hand and a ginger ale was placed in front of her and smiled. "Don't you want another beer? Or maybe somethign stronger?" She smiled canting her head cutely.

 

[ty5550]

Confused, the werewolf held the small vampire's hand as she lead him back to the bar. He was unsure of why he was still in a bit of a daze, he hadn't drank much...though it was strange to be dealing with a 50 year old vampire in the body of a 13 year old...but it was more than that. It was the scent of her arousal, her wet slit that was causing his head to buzz with intoxicating delight as the beast within him could only think about sex. Werewolves usually got a bad rap for their lack of control due to their strong primal instincts. "Uh well my friends call me Ty, and I'm 28 years old..." So despite him looking older, she was in fact the eldest.

Opening the door for her, he followed her to the bar and just ordered another beer since he wasn't much of a fancy drinker. "Well if it means anything to you...I think you are very cute, and I'm sure I'm not the only guy who has thought so. You talk like you are a virgin, when was the last time someone satisfied your urges like the woman that you are?" He asked softly, growing a bit more bold since she seemed to be done lecturing him now.

 

[loneiysong]

She smiled and listened to him. "Ty. Your just a pup. No wonder you used your eyes more than your nose. Were you bitten or born?" She smiled and walked in when he held the door and sighed watching him order antoher beer. He was cute. Very cute. She had met many a werewolf that just resembled more of a mountain than a man. She blushed a bit when he called her cute and looked up at him and frowned. "I am a virgin. 50 year old virgin." She sighed and shook her head looking forward and laughed. "The woman that I am? People look at me and the only one who gives me a second look are pedophiles. God, and don't think I have tried them. But most of them all they want is just the dominating child rape." She shook her head

Taking a drink of her drink she sighed and then shook her head. "What I want is dual partnership in the bed. But sadly, the only partnership is a big fat vibrator and a porno." She smiled. "Sometimes my friend hosts an orgy and everyone is too drunk to notice me so I get to watch. I have tried to join in, but I am the ultimate soberer." She sighed and looked up at him and his muscles. "I am sure you have no problem getting company into your bed." She said softly.