I close my eyes...if only for a moment to center myself...I tighten my grip on the bat...though I know it wont do meany good...There is little that will stop him...his hunger...I know it...I feel it…. I understand it and yet...I fear it...I fear him...

I stand in the darkness of the hallway...breathing slowly, though my heart quickens…I can feel it...he's close...I feel it deep in my core...between my legs...he's here.

He's come for me...I breathe deeper faster... My adrenaline rushes... its just him and me yet again...in this infinite...battle...struggle… I close my eyes again and I move...I know he can see in the dark, the only chance I have it to use my senses...to cast out the air around me...like a bat echoing in the dark...I'm blind otherwise...

I move sensing the walls, the floor all around me...and a figure. It...he's been watching me. His eyes...piecing, his need overwhelming...It nearly overshadows my own will. I refuse to give in, to be consumed by the darkness.

Knowing where he is, I move away. He moves towards me and then I can't feel him shift in the shadows...becoming one with them. He no longer has a physical form...I can’t sense him. Panicked I move, running down the hallway, scrapping through the dark…

If I can just reach a window...I could get away...fly away or maybe I could manage a swing with my bat and hit him again and again but I knew, running or fighting. I was doomed, cursed to forever be hunted and consumed...by...this monster this...shadow.. Still I hoped...hoped that I could fight this...that I could win...

I find it… spreading out my air. I find a window....round the corner and down the hall. I move quickly making adjustments. I turn the corner and instinctively open my eyes…

I see the window...a way out, moonlight glistens through it and my heart leaps with hope. I move quickly and my hope is shattered...torn away as I see a blur move from the corner of my eyes. He step out of the shadows becoming solid once more. His hand darts out grasping hold of my neck. He squeezes it tightly stopping me in my tracks.

He lifts me up off the floor and I swing with my bat. His hand takes the full blow...he crushes the bat like its nothing. I know he can do the same to my neck...That he could crush me to death...Part of him wants too...part of me wants him too…

I looked at him, the person inside him is gone, all the logic, reason, and possible empathy gone...Pure dark eyes glisten back at me...all that matters to him now is the need...He pulls me in smashes his lips against mine. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth tasting me before he pulls back.

It’s hard to breath but I still can. I move my hands around his hold on me. I consider continuing to fight, I could beg I could plead but ultimately I knew I would be his...he will have me.

I shiver...I had known...dreaded this possible moment since I could remember. He moves his other hand and grasps hold of my clothes...He snarls at me for making him chase me, for making this hard. I knew if he could speak now he might ask why...why do I always have to make things so hard.

I in turn would ask why...why do you always have to chase me? Of course we both know why...we both know neither of us can stop this eternal dance...we might be able to delay it...but ultimately...the outcome was inevitable….

Still I shiver...afraid...I close my eyes and try to disappear within myself, to block out what I know is coming but he will give me no peace...not when I denied him...time and time again…He shakes my neck moving my entire body. He forces me to focus on him to stay and then he rip clothes off with his other hand tossing them to the floor.

Naked before him I cringe. I fight the urge to lash out to scream. I know its pointless. He’s got me now and anything I do will only make it worse. I know what he’s capable of when he is like this...I remember...I remember all to well.

I go limp and he studies me for a moment...I realize part of him is still there...still aware...He determines I wont fight...that I've accepted my fate. He loosens his grip on my neck and place his other hand on my back. He swiftly moves us to the ground.

On the floor. I turn my head to the side...I search for something anything to focus on...to hone in on but its too dark to see much. He... undoes his belt and pulls... it...out. He bend leaning down he spreads me… I close my eyes again, my heart quickening. My adrenaline turns into fear. I shake, I can't help it. When I feel it tap my inner tight and sliding into place. I open my eyes and yelp, turning to him I plead “Please...Don't-”

He doesn't skip a beat before I can finish, he moves, he presses pushes thrusting up inside me. I cry out. All I can think is. it burns...it burns my entire body burns as I feel every inch of him slid...in.

I cry out, sobbing I move my hands to push, to shove him off me but he bat them away, taking them up, he slams then down. He pins them for a moment breathing me in as he continues to jut up inside me.

Nothing will interrupt him, nothing will stop this, not until he's done...I cry out felling it sink deeper until it moves to my core and I feel it then...the darkness...the darkness within me…The darkness...I struggle so hard to fight….to keep at bay...I stirs within me. I struggle and he watches me squirm. I cry out losing control. I’m mad, I’m sick, I’m wrong, tainted, twisted damaged. I don’t want this...want him.

Yet the darkness craves within us both….and soon enough it spreads from between my legs to the rest of my body. My skin tingles my breast swell and perks. My breathe and heartbeat changes. My mind dulls and I...let go… I let out a long moan feeling him deep within me.

I thrust my breast forward and curve my back as I lift it up off the floor. My body wraps around his member holding it tight. He lets go of my arms and I move them, wrapping my arms and legs around him, we sit up entagled. I cling to him and we lock eyes.

He holds onto me and tilts his pelvis grinding into me. I cry out as something powerful begins to swell and grow between us. My body tense and moves in uncontrollable ways. I want it...I need it… like he needs it.

We connect and out pace quickens as our hears beat as one. Our thrusts and grinds become frenzied, feverish, nothing matters, nothing matters now but the release, the release we can only give each other.

The dark craving consumes us, my fear fads and for a moment I am all power. I lose myself to the lust, the desire, the need...the need. His member stirs shifting growing, it goes deeper inside me, scratching an itch, answering a call and quenching a thirst only it can.

Madness consumes me. I babble crying out pleading begging for release. We move as one grinding, twisting and slamming. My moans grow loader and louder until I cry our flinging my head back. He moves taking my breasts up in his mouth one at a time. He licks and sucks, biting…

He drag his tongue up to my neck and then sucks on it. I scratch his back and he bites into my shoulder drawing blood. I cry out…but the pain only adds to my intoxication...I close...we both are. In the moonlight I van see dark veins covering his body. My own surges with them as well and then I feel it mind numbing, crippling pleasure. It starts small and then exploded through out every fiber of my being. I cum...I cum hard like a drug addict getting a fix I drift in euphoria.

He continues to move my body thought I’m gone...I’m done he move tensing and then letting loose within me. My body clenches around him and milk him. I can feel it squeezing out his hot...seeping mixture… He clings to me...tightly...for a moment I am the most precious thing in existence to him as he release everything within me. Our body pulse and pump together as a second powerful wave of pleasure take me…

Our body’s stay locked together in an iron grip as we both ride our waves of intoxicating delight… … … … And then out hearts differed….they changed beating at their own paces once again. I rested my chin on his shoulder and stare out dully at the moonlight...Slowly my sense came back to me...my thoughts….my shame...I felt broken and used.

I began to shiver. He held me for a moment longer emptying out the last of his toxins. He move forward dropping me back on the floor. His member lid out of me like snake. It slowly returned to its normal size and I watched as his ice blue iris returned.

He regained some semblance of himself and fell back sitting on his knees. He could think again and looked at me. He ran his hand over his face recalling what had happened… For a long while there was nothing but silence….Each of us taking into account what had happened. He gave in...I gave up….

He moved after a bit standing. He put himself away and zipped up his pants. He buckled his belt and turned his back to me, still thinking. More time trickled by and then ever so quietly he said, “It didn’t have to come to this….”

I didn’t say anything… I just laid there….He continued after a moment, “If you just accepted we wouldn’t have to go through this...”

I can see it...feel it now. He made his choice...He decided...after tonight...he wasn’t going to fight it. He turned back to me, a dark figure in the moonlight, he reached out to me...beckoning me to take his hand...and accept my fate…

I looked at his hand...looked at him but I shriveled back. I curled up and closed my eyes...I refused...i refused...He stood there and then closed his hand drawing it back in. He turned it into a fist and steeled himself in his decision. He stepped up to me a moment later, scooping me up into his arms, he threw me over his shoulder and turned to leave. One way or another, he would have me...I would go with him... be with him, until the end...

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