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The screams and cheers filled the theater as the crowd watched the young woman upon the stage with the band playing in the background. The woman stood at the microphone, a small smile on her painted lips as she enjoyed the cheers for her. In the past two years, Rain or Belladonna as she was called upon stage, had become a big hit. She had quickly risen to the top of the charts with her gothic opera-rock style of music and style. Though her looks and her voice helped a lot as well. Rain smiled out at her audience as she waved at them, some of her long hair falling in her pale blue eyes. "Thank you, all of you, for coming to my show tonight and I hope you enjoyed yourselves. Drive safely." she said, her voice soft and sultry. With one last smile and a slight bow, she turned and walked off of the stage as the lights of the theater turned up.

Rain was a beautiful young woman barely older then 23. She was about 5'8" with a slender but curvy body. She was naturally rather pale with pale, ice blue eyes that were framed by long dark eyelashes. Her hair went down to about mid-back and it was naturally red but she had dyed it a darker maroon color with black and blonde coloring mixed through out it. For her show that night, Rain had worn a strapless black and red corseted dress, though most of it was red. It was made of silk and lace, the front stopping at about mid thigh while the back of it reached the floor, the skirt falling in gentle folds and drapes before being held up slightly with a bow. Her long legs were covered in a black fishnet stockings and she wore red high heels.

After leaving the stage, Rain walked down one of the halls, towards her dressing room. Entering the room, she smiled when she saw some of the bouquets of roses that were waiting for her and she moved over to them, running her fingers over the soft flowers. She loved her fans and she loved how much they supported her. With a sigh, she leaned down a little and took in the sweet smell of the black and deep red flowers before moving to sit at her vanity table. Reaching out, she picked up her hair brush and began running it through her gently curling hair.
 
He was looking from a far at the female figure on stage, it was difficult for him to stay inconspicuous with a crowd roaring her onwards. He too had a craving to join in with the audience but all of them adored the one thing he wanted all to himself, so even though the crowd and himself shared the same reason for being there, he felt a hatred towards them which knew no bounds. As cheers broke out, he was a bit startled, even though hours had passed, when he watched and listened to her it seemed like minutes and every single time it was over before he had noticed it had been, with a small sigh he headed down towards the halls, wanting to avoid the crowd and make a quiet exit.

As he marched through the empty hall a woman with a clipboard beckoned him to follow her. She instructed him to carry a bottle towards the dressing room, he found it really hard to keep himself from gasping when he realised it was her dressing room, he was going to finally meet her face to face, alone. Rather in a hurry he was rushing towards her room, slamming against it rather loudly.

Quickly he rose trying to clear whatever dust he could get. His looks was just average but ever since he made a pact with the devil to carry the curse of an unquenchable thirst for blood, he had an intimidating aura around him. Standing at 6 foot, he had a towering figure yet an average build as he was not one whom was into sports. His hair was cropped rather short, blending with the shadows as black as the nights, although the part of him which stood out the most was his dark hazel eyes which shimmered depending on his mood.

He knocked lightly on the door. "Excuse me, Miss Rain I have the bottle which you requested." He said, even as excited as he was, he had managed to keep the tone of his voice normal, addressing her as he would anyone.
 
Rain was sitting at her vanity table, her hair now down from the up-do it had been in for the show. It now fell down around her shoulders as she ran her brush through it. She slowly stood up and began untying the laces that attached her skirt to her corset. The woman was ready to change and head home. It's been a long day for her and even though some might not think it, singing and performing in front of a crowd of several hundred people was taxing and tiring at the same time. Not to mention she felt the need to take a long cold shower. Shaking her head with a sigh, she finished untying the laces and she slipped out of her skirts and she draped them over a nearby chair. Beneath her skirts she wore a smaller and lighter skirt that was sort of like a slip.

Suddenly she heard something run into her door and she turned to look at it with a small frown before hearing the knock. With a soft sigh and a small smile, she walked over to the door and opened it, her soft rose perfume swirling around them. When she saw the man on the other side of the door, she paused and became silent as she stared up at him. There was something about him that was... intimidating and frightening but she couldn't understand what exactly it was. "Thank you." she said softly after a minute with a small smile.

Reaching out, she gently took the bottle of cold water from him and smiled gently, her fingers brushing momentarily against his. "I-I would give you a tip but... I'm afraid I don't have any money with me." she said softly while opening the bottle of water and taking a long drink from it, a couple of droplets of condensation slowly rolling down her chin and neck before she wiped it away. After closing the bottle again, she looked up at him with a curious expression. "Are you new? I don't remember you being on the crew last time I did a show. Or are you a temp?"
 
He inhaled the scent of her perfume and felt somewhat light headed, he was so close he could almost touch her, he thought silently to himself. He ha felt so underdressed right then wearing some black pants as well as a black tshirt with her picture printed infront of it, this was a once in a life experience and he was not going to let it go to waste, he thought. As she took hold of the water bottle he could not help but smile over at her silently still unsure of what to say I anything at all.

But when she drank the water, he was studying her throat as the liquid slowly made it's way into her stomach, is eyes then started to run over her features, from head to toe, taking in her beauty careful to do so before she had finished, he had no intention of letting her about the mix up and was doing evrything in his power to make sure that this moment lasted as long as he could.

Then a sudden thought came to him, he could always ask her out on a date he had heard how regularly actors and singers had kept ilicit affairs with people that were part of the cast. He knew it was a long show but he once more did not want to regret not doing anything do as she waited on for him to leave as asked if there was anything, he leaned back against the opened door. "Rain, um would you like to perhaps get a bite to eat together some time either for dinner or for lunch?" He asked, trying to sound inconspicuous as he stood once more silently infront of her.
 
If he felt underdressed, rain felt almost partially undressed since she had taken off the outer skirt of her dress and she was now wearing what most would consider lingerie. She did not notice him staring at her as she drank from her bottle of water and after she lowered it, she wiped her chin with the back of her hand before closing the bottle, though her deep red lips still glistened a little with the water droplets that clung to her dark lipgloss.

She slowly looked him over before looking up into his eyes when he asked if she would like to get a bite to eat sometime and she became a little uneasy. Clearing her throat, Rain brushed her bangs back and shook her hair. "Now I know you're new." she said before looking up into his eyes again with a kind smile. "Look, everyone knows how I feel about dating the cast or crew. It's something that I just don't do. I'm really sorry. I'm sure that you're a really great guy, but I don't want to make anything..... awkward around the backstage." She sighed and ran her fingers over the bottle. "Besides, it really wouldn't be fair to accept from someone new when I've turned down some of the guys that's been part of the crew since the very beginning."

Rain was clearly getting a little uneasy as she explained herself. "I mean, I don't even know who you are. You're not even wearing your identification tags that everyone that works back stage is supposed to wear." she said softly. "Don't let Martha catch you without it or else you'll get fired."
 
He did not really know how to react as his face glowed upon hearing her refuse his offer for a meal, what if he told her he was not part of the crew but actually a fan, but that thought vanished as he realize if he did thy she would los likely freak out thinking he was some kind of stalker, nope he would have to resort to something a bit more direct. As he was lost in his thoughts his eyes had found their way over to her revealing long slender legs.

As he was lost in revere he heard her mention about how he seemed to have made a rookie mistake by not wearing his name tag. He quickly said. "Thanks I will keep that in mind, Miss Rain. Well I need return to my duties I suppose we will see each some time later." He turned to face away from her, sauntering away with a broad grin on his lips. Ohh yes they would be running to each other very soon. Tonight would be the night he would have her, he decided, one way or the other.

Following her for half an year had it's perks he knew how she would always take the same route home preferring to walk home rather then take a cab or a lift from anyone. This did leave him with a window of opportunity he thought heading out towards the back stage exit, he leaned back against the wall and silently waited. He was part of her crew atleast in her eyes so it would not be unusual to be find waiting here.
 
She noticed him looking her over and she blushed a little before clearing her throat and brushing her bangs out of her face again. The woman was rather embarrassed that he was checking her out so blatantly and she bowed her head until he brought his attention back to her face and she arched an eyebrow at him as she crossed her arms over her chest. As he spoke, she smiled gently and chuckled. "Please do. I'd hate to see you end up loosing your job because of such a mistake." she said before nodding slightly. "And yes, perhaps we will."

After she finished speaking, she leaned against the door frame and watched him walk away before smiling gently and shaking her head then turning and returning to her dressing room. She closed the door behind her and she began removing the rest of the outfit she wore onto stage, hanging it up to be cleaned and steamed for the performance the next night. She unlaced her corset and hung it up as well with her two skirts and began to change. She pulled on a sheer black blouse with a red under-bust corset and a knee length flowing skirt with a pair of knee high boots. Once she was dressed, she slipped on her long coat and grabbed her purse before leaving for the night.

Luckily they were in her home town so that she could go home instead of going to a hotel. She walked through the halls of the theater, softly saying goodbye to the crew that was finishing up before heading out. When she came upon the exit, she saw the same man that had brought her the water earlier and she smiled at him. "Remember. Wear your name tag from now on." she said to him with a chuckle. "Good night." With one last smile, she slipped outside into the cool evening air and started for home, her boots tapping sharply on the pavement as she walked home. If she had been in some other city, she would of taken a cab or accepted to use the limo that her manager usually offered to book for her.

Rain lived in rather nice loft not too far from her mothers apartment which was where she had grown up. She jogged up the many steps up to her loft where she unlocked the door and entered, looking around with a small smile. Her home was decorated with a slight gothic, victorian style that she had always loved. After entering the loft, she shrugged off her coat and dropped both her coat and purse onto a chair before locking the door and headed into the kitchen, putting on the kettle so she could make some tea.
 
He had to wait quite a while, but he did not mind, silently whistling after a few moments he heard a soft rustling coming in his direction. Then he saw that sultry figure approaching towards him with a smile playing on her lips. "Yes, ofcourse I will and have a pleasant night, Miss Rain." He managed to addin before she was off. He waited for a minute before he slowly followed right behind her. And he managed to uncover so much just by following her. For one thing, he had expected her to live in a hotel yet instead it was a loft but from the outside he could see why. It seemed like a small mansion had been fitted in, he wasn't startled as he knew that the Rain was very popular and probably had a small fortune from all the concerts.

He lightly knocked on the door of the loft, deciding to some how enter into her house, if he had to his last resort would be to take her by force. He wondered if he should try something like telling her he had been fired out of the job cause the manager, Martha thought, he had been peeking into her dressing room. He had also been thrown out of his apartment and the only address he remembered was this house, ask for lodging, it seemed like quite a big place to stay for just a single girl. He knocked once more, his dark eyes running over the window noticing how the house seemed to match what she normally used to wear.

He was not one whom was into gothic styles, but she had been a person he just could not get out of his mind. He knew the instant he saw her that he would have her and to make things just that much worse, he was never one to back down when he found something he wanted. He tried his best to look genuinely sad, he would have to be convincing.
 
Rain headed upstairs two bedrooms, a guest bedroom and the master bedroom, was located to shower then change into something a little more comfortable. She stripped down out of her corset, blouse and skirt before slowly removing her bra. She was planning on getting ready for bed so that once her tea was done and she checked her mail, she could head straight to bed for a long nights sleep. With a sigh, she entered her bathroom and started the shower before removing her undergarments while the water heated up. Stepping into the shower, she quickly washed her hair and the rest of her body, cleaning away all of the sweat and make-up from the concert before getting out and wrapping herself in a towel.

She had just finished drying off when she heard a knock on her door and she sighed. Moving over to the door of her bedroom, she called out, "Just a minute." before getting dressed. She grabbed a pair of black silk underwear and her floor length black silk nightgown and quickly pulled them on, the gown hugging her curves before they were covered with a matching robe. Tying it shut with a sigh, she headed downstairs and made her way over to the door as another knock came. "I'm coming." she called.

When she opened the door, she stood there in surprise, really not expecting it to be who it was. For a minute she just stared at him for a moment before blinking a couple of times and finally speaking. "W-what are you doing here?" she asked while brushing her damp hair back from her face and over her shoulder.
 
He was once again awe struck, he had seen his fair share of beautiful girls, but Rain was always different for him atleast. The flimsy night gown she wore he could see was hugging tightly on to her curves and he found it quite difficult to look away from her, but he somehow managed to tear his yes off her, fidgeting a little as he tried to look genuinely helpless as he rehearsed his lines in his head.

"I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour, miss Rain but I didn't know where else to go, Martha thought I had been peeking into your dress room and fired me instantly and well I was supposed to be paid today since I was not my landlord threw me out. I vaguely remembered your address so I thought I would ask to stay the night if it's possible, I will be out of your hair by tomorrow... I promise."He said, his shoulders slumped as he sighed softly, rubbing his sides gently, as a chilly wind blew passed them.

He had no idea whther she would buy this act but from what he heard from magazines, Rain was a really big humanitarian and so he was trying his best to manipulate that side of her. On the other hand if he had been too obvious she would be able to figure out that he was really faking this whole thing to get close to her.
 
She listened calmly to him explain why he was there on her doorstep. Rains heart went out to him as he told her about loosing his job and being kicked out of his apartment. "I... I don't know." she said softly, obviously uncomfortable about letting someone she didn't know into her apartment but when the chilly wind blew past, she shuddered and pulled her robe closer around her and sighed while nodding. "Very well." she said and took a step back for him to enter. "I've an extra bedroom you can use for now. Do you have any bags? Do you want something to drink?"

Rain moved away from the door and moved further into the warm house while rubbing her arms. "I have some water on for some tea, but I have stuff for hot coco and I've some alcohol that I have around for special occasions." she said as she led the way through the foyer and into the kitchen where the kettle was already whistling. Pulling down an extra mug just in case, she poured water into one that had a tea bag sitting in it while waiting for his answer.

How ever, as she did that, she found it a little strange that he arrived at her home so suddenly and it seemed as if he didn't have anything with him. But even though she thought it strange, she let a man she didn't even know into her home without thinking twice about it.
 
He was already annoyed about how she had turned down his proposal to go on a date, and was not planning to take another no from her, he would get inside her apartment one way or the other, it was an uncomfortable wait for her answer, but found himself quite perplexed once she agreed to allow him to stay. "Nope I kind of lost everything, but I plan to find a job and get my life sorted." He said, as he sauntered forward, entering inside the house of his dream girl, his eyes ran over the furniture among other things, but finally it ended on Rain.

"A hot coco would be nice, although if you are planning to have some alcohol, I am always up for it." He said, with a smirk, waiting for her to allow him to take a seat, as he found it rude as a guest to act as if you own the place. "Oh yes, how rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is George, a pleasure to meet you. Although I am sorry it could not be in more fortunate circumstances.” He said, trying his best to sound sincere, technically all he said was true, it was just what he did not say, that was the problem.
 
Rain moved a little further back as she waited for him to enter, watching him walk before closing and locking the door behind him. Turning and following him as he moved further into her penthouse, her robe trailing on the floor behind her a little. The inside of her home was rather modern though there was a little bit of a gothic touch to things. She slowly nodded as he spoke, running her fingers through her dark hair before motioning towards the couch. "Please, make yourself comfortable." she said gently before smiling slightly as he introduced himself. "It's nice to meet you George." she said softly. "And you already know who I am." She smiled a little wider before turning away from him, heading into the kitchen. "I'll have to call Martha in the morning and talk to her about why she fired you." her voice came from the kitchen as she moved around. "She usually comes to me before firing anyone."

Rain pulled down two mugs as well as the canister that held coco powder and the canister that held tea leaves in it. Putting some coco into one mug and tea in the other, she grabbed the kettle of hot water from the stove and poured some of the boiling hot water into each mug. "But Martha is rather fickle about things I suppose." she said as she placed everything back and grabbed the milk from the fridge, pouring a little into each mug. Once she was done getting the drinks ready, she placed them onto a small tray and returned to the living room where George was, setting the tray down on her coffee table. She picked up the coco and held it out to him after sitting down next to him then picking up her tea and taking a sip.
 
George had his gaze averted from Rain's room by her voice, although he could not help feel rather underdressed. To this day, he had never seen such a luxurious house, he admired how she carried a theme from the curtains. He wondered if this was the way all celebrities lived.

"Thank you, this is quite a cosy place you have." He said, as he sat down on the chair, cautious not to brush into anything and break it. Just by looking at the various vases, he could tell they were very expensive.

He was quite shocked at about how sharp Rain was about her crew, afterwaiting for a few moments he finally said. "Well, I was quite lucky to get this job and I was on my probationary period, maybe that's the reason, she didn't tell you. Also thank you for the drink." After which he slowly lifted the mug upto his lips, taking a small sip.
 
Rain smiled slightly and shrugged when he said it was a cozy place. "My mum helped me to decorate it. She did the downstairs, I decorated upstairs." she said as she curled her long legs beneath her body. "She went a little.... nuts I suppose you could say, with the whole thing. I had picked out the curtains and the couch and chairs then asked her to go with the theme, but.... yeah." She sighed as she looked around at the expensive things in the living room. It was easy to tell that the curtains and the furniture she had picked out were no where near as expensive as the rest of the stuff around them.

She looked at him again as he began speaking again and she took another sip of her tea. "Still, I'm going to speak to her about it." she said gently and then nodded with a small smile. "You're welcome." She smiled at him as she leaned back with a sigh, turning her gaze away from him as she brushed her multicolored bangs from her face, brushing it back over her shoulders which exposed her partially covered shoulders and her bare neck. She gazed at a painting that hung on the wall and smiled to herself.

It was a painting of red roses but there was something odd about the painting. What it was it was hard to see at not just first glance but every other glance unless it was studied and stared at. Hidden within the dark painting were words and smaller pictures that were much harder to see. But one thing that was easy to see was the signature in the bottom right corner. It was a beautiful scrawling initials, R.B.M. They were her initials.
 
George chuckled softly, feeling more at home, by her friendly attitude towards him, even though she did not seem to know anything about him. "Well then your mother has a very good taste in furniture, perhaps you will show me where you decorated some other time." He said, trying to sound hopeful, that they would somehow grow closer, in his imaginations at least. He ran his fingertips over the couch, feeling it's fine texture. He had last felt this kind of comfort a decade ago when he was being entertained by a rich friend, when he was still human.

He thought to himself, perhaps vampires and humans just don't get along. He shook his head and realised that she was still speaking and peeled his ears to understand what she was saying. "It's okay...." His voice broke off, as he saw her exposed lovely bare neck, it had his whole body quivering. The mere sight was almost too much to handle. He tried his best to avoid gazing at her, and found himself staring at the same painting, as he carefully observed the painting he noticed the initials at the very bottom.

"That is a lovely picture, out of curiousity whom painted it?" He asked with curiousity, keeping his eyes fixed on the potrait.
 
Rain heard the hopeful tone in his voice and arched an eyebrow at him as she sipped her tea. For a moment she was silent as she pondered his words before shrugging slightly with a tiny smile. "Perhaps." she said simply. It was neither a yes or no so he couldn't be overly enthusiastic nor disappointed with her reply. She leaned forward and set her tea down before leaning back in the corner of the seat, adjusting her robe so she was comfortable. There was something enchanting about the way she sat there. She looked almost like one of those women from the cover of an erotic novel but her multicolored hair threw off the whole look.

She didn't notice him gazing at her neck nor the reaction he had to her bared flesh. But when he asked about the painting, she looked over at him and noticed him staring at the one she'd just been looking at and she smiled. "Oh, I did." she said softly. "I used to be a painter before I became a singer. I love painting.... But I just never have the time to do it any more. I'm always so busy." As she spoke about being busy, the woman seemed a bit sad and even a little lonely. Perhaps the famous life wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
 
George noticed the smile, even though he knew he was somewhat in danger of being found out in the morning. It was a great feeling, knowing that he might have a chance with her. He found himself quite enthralled from her movements, her elegance and the way she was seated there. He had to tear his eyes away from her, since he found it quite rude to stare at a lady. Once more fixating his gaze back upon the painting she had drawn, wondering about why she had not decided to pursue a career in drawing.

That's when he heard her reasoning. "Well, while I am here, perhaps I can keep you company?" He asked her, instantly he had recognised the sadness in her voice, it was the same feeling he had felt for quite some time. "I, too have been too buzy to really do anything, I think I know how you feel..." He said, his gaze falling to the floor.
 
Rain softly sighed and shook her hair from her face while gazing at the painting, slowly drawing her legs up against her chest and resting her chin against her knees as she sat there. After a bit, she looked over at him and smiled gently before nodding slightly. "Sure. I'd love the company." she said to him while she looked into his eyes before softly yawning. This caused her to blus brightly and smile sheepishly. "Sorry. It's been a long day." she said softly.

She listened as he told her that he'd been busy as well and she reached out, placing a small gently hand on his arm. "I'm sure things will get better soon." she said softly before standing up. "But until then, I should be getting to bed. Come, I'll show you to the guest room, then you can make yourself at home. You can either sleep or stay up and do as you wish." Smiling at him, she stood up and smoothed out her night gown and robe before starting towards the steps that led to the secont floor in her home.
 
George caught himself staring at her once more, his eyes taking in her exotic form and sorrow filled his form as she mentioned about how she was going to rest. There was a tingly feel in his skin when she brushed her hand against his arm. He followed slowly behind, making sure not to lose sight of her. But rather then just blindly follow her, his hand rested on top of hers, to try and regain the sensation he had felt before.

"Um sorry..." He said, unable to explain his actions. But for some unexplainable reason he could not release the grip he had on her hand. "Well... lead the way..." He said, to your bed, he thought to himself. "If you don't mind can I see your bed first just in case I need something..." He gazed deep into her eyes, feeling a desire to press his body to try and feel how her soft body would feel against his.
 
Rain heard him following her and she blushed a little, her cheeks heating up when she felt his hand rest upon hers and she glanced over her shoulder at him before looking forward again as she led the way up the steps which curved towards the top before stopping at the landing. As she walked down the hall, she pointed out the bathroom and the linen closet. "You can get any sheets or covers if you need them. I think there's an extra pillow or two in there as well for when people stay over and I don't have enough room in the guest room.

When he apologized, she merely shrugged while blushing a little more before pausing when he asked if he could see her bed. For a moment she didn't know what to say before she nodded slightly while clearing her throat. "Of.. of course." she said softly before turning and continuing to the end of the hall where a set of double doors was and she opened one of the doors, reaching out and turning on the over head light to the room. Her bedroom wasn't as gothic as one would expect it to be when seeing her in concert or saw her pictures. She had cherry wood floors with a bottle green throw rug in the middle of the floor. The furniture was a mix of modern and gothic. It was made of cherry oak as well with engravings in some of the furniture. She had decorated things in a multitude of jewel tone colors but she stuck mostly with green and silver. "Well... tis is my room." she said while picking up a set of discarded panties that were sitting on the floor, her cheeks turning a darker shade of red.
 
George saw that atleast she was not repulsed by his advances. As he followed right behind her, he could not help once more losing himself in just the possessions under her care, the whole house was not just spacious but seemed so very well taken care of. But he could not seem to find any maids or such any where. As she reached out to open the door, he had expected her room to keep the theme that she kept in her concepts but instead it seemed to be something different. He whistled lightly, as he took a few steps inside her room.

When he noticed that she had turned even redder then earlier when he had held her hand, when he noticed what was in her hand. He took a few steps towards her, gazing deeply into her eyes, for what seemed to be hours, till he was a few inches away from her. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against her right cheek, followed by her left. Before finally meeting her lips.

As suddenly as he had kissed her, he teared his lips away from hers, grabbing her hand. The same one she held her panties in, he brought her hand up to his lips, after inhaling the cloth deeply he pressed his lips against it. "Well, good night, Rain, I think I should be able to find my own way to the guest room." He said, as he sauntered over to the doorway stopping near the exit to gaze at her one final time.
 
Hearing his whistle, she glanced over her shoulder at him as he entered her room before she looked around, making sure there wasn't anything else embarrassing laying around. Luckily the only thing laying out was the clothing that she wore on her way home but they were laying near the hamper. With a sigh, she ran her free hand through her hair before looking up as he moved towards her. As she stared up into his eyes, her own widened a bit as she stood there. Her heart was thudding quickly against her ribs beneath her breast as he leaned in, her lips parting as she gasped softly.

As his lips met her hot cheeks, she closed her eyes before feeling his lips press against hers. THe kiss lasted for a mere second and after he pulled away and she opened her eyes, she wondered for a moment if he had actually kissed her. As her hand was grabbed and lifted, she flushed again as he lifted her hand, an embarrassed look passing over her face when he breathed deeply and she looked away from him. "G-good night George." she whispered to him, turning to watch him leave the room.

Once he left, she padded over to the door and closed it before turning and moving over to her hamper where she quickly gathered up her clothes and shoved them inside and closed it. With a shake of her head, she slipped out of her silken robe and draped it over the chair that sat near her bed before running her fingers through her long hair again and slipping into her bed. Reaching over, she switched off her bedside light before laying down, pulling her covers up around her waist. Thankfully the house was warm enough that she didn't have to pull the covers up all the way. With how tired she was, it didn't take Rain long to fall fast asleep.
 
George had no plan to go sleep, but he did have a huge concern to address that being the arousal in his pants along with how he was going to get through the day, without being exposed to the sun. The sunlight being something which could easily destroy vampire. He did not know how much Rain loved the sun. He was hoping since she enjoyed gothic form of music, still he could not just lay his life on hopes.

He had no plans on just leaving her alone, much to the contrary she was about to get a visit from him, much sooner then she thought. He placed his ear against the door to hear her heartbeat slow down until it kept to a steady rhythm. This was more of a life skill then a technique which he found very useful to sneak around without being noticed. Slowly he clasped the handle and slowly opened the door to be greeted by the sight of that same beautiful girl, her chest was exposed except for a skimpy black night gown which did little to cover her beautiful breasts.

As much as he wanted to just take her, right there and then. He did not, instead he decided to slowly saunter over to her. Till he was just a few feet away and could hear her soft breathing, he grabbed the edge of the cover and slowly pulled it lower to expose her lower body, stopping at her panties. Well, this time you shall have a very nice dream, he thought to himself. Releasing the covers his fingertips crawled to slowly cover her crotch, then he begin to lightly stroke it upwards and downwards, carefully studying her reaction.
 
As Rain slept, she had no idea that George was about to visit her in her sleep. She shifted in her bed a little with a soft sigh before settling deep into sleep again as he listened to her. As the door opened, it creaked momentarily but it didn't get any reaction out of her. The only thing she did was nuzzle her face against one of the soft pillows on her bed as she slept on. Her silk and lace nightgown added to her beauty as she laid there, some moon light making its way into her room and washing over her pale skin, making her glow a little.

But as he approached, she could feel his presence in her sleep and she shifted so her head was turned in his direction. When her covers were pulled lower, she shivered a little and sighed while shifting on the bed, causing her nightgown to ride up a bit, exposing some of her silk panties. As his fingers moved to touch her then slowly begin to lightly stroke the crotch of her panties, she took a deep breath as her body began to respond to his touch. Her cheeks flushed in a cute way and her nipples could be seen hardening beneath her silk night gown that covered her breasts. Rain murmured in her sleep as her legs parted just a little.
 
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