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Date: Fri, 12 Mar 2004 20:07:36 -0500
Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW DS9 Nightmares NC-17 G/B Part 2/4
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Hey there!

Back again with another part to Nightmares!  (Just in case you
couldn't tell! :-D

Hope you like it! :-D

Whence Last we Left Our Heroes:

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The woman was tall, beautiful, and extremely exotic.  Her hair was
long, red, and flowed down to her waist, her eyes were jet black, and
her skin was fair to the point of being white, which showed even more
prominently as she was dressed completely in black.  Her lips
however, were bright red, and the pointed teeth . . . fangs . . .
hung slightly over her full bottom lip.  The expression on her face
was nothing short of evil, and she gazed at those she held in the
cell, then looked over at the man she'd been stalking for the last
month and held in her mind thrall.

	"So, do you know me now?"  She asked.

	He blinked at her, not unlike some animal caught in bright
lights, and was obviously frightened, though fascinated at the same
time.  "You're a vampire."  He whispered, and she nodded.  "I've
always wondered about them . . . about whether they . . . you . . .
existed."

	"And now you know.  And now you'll know first hand . . . and
awake.  You'll know me in the flesh, not just in your dreams."

	"Why?"  He whispered as she approached him, and he
desperately fought the thrall that she held over him, but to no
avail.  "Why are you doing this?  Why did you choose me?"

	"Because you're innocent, and innocence is tasty."  She
stroked his face, then looked over at Garak.  "Why do you think he
went to such trouble to claim you?  He saw your innocence and desired
you, even as I do."

	"He didn't want to destroy me."  Julian countered, and she
threw her head back and laughed.

	"Didn't he?  You should ask him my wonderful, delectable,
little morsel."

	"Could you please not refer to me as food?"  He frowned
slightly.  "It's a little disconcerting."

	"It's what you are, though, and I'm going to enjoy every last
bit of you.  I've had a hunger for you from the first moment I met
you.  From the first moment I touched your hand and felt your
goodness, your sweet innocence.  Do you remember how you first shied
away from me, though you didn't know why?"  She stroked a languid
hand down the side of his face. "Instinctually, you knew what I was,
even as all innocents know the touch of evil.  Surely you felt the
same thing the first time he touched you . . ."  She smiled at
Garak.  "You felt the thrill of excitement at the danger he
represented, the rush of adrenaline from your fear.  But, with him
you were able to convince yourself he was gentle and kind . . . that
there was good in him.  However, because of what I am, your very soul
recoiled from my presence, and you knew that there was nothing good
in me.  Your friends didn't like me much either, but their battle
hardened, world-weary hearts and selves recognized nothing more than
what they had already seen, and indeed, were themselves."  She
laughed at Julian and tucked an errant curl behind his ear.  "And the
one who could have been a danger to me, who could have been a kindred
spirit to me, was distracted by your flesh.  And every little nibble
I allowed myself of your sweet, innocent blood, especially when it
was infused with fear, was sheer heaven and merely an appetizer to
the main course.  The main course being all of you."

	"And if I fight you?"  He asked, and she sighed.

	"I suppose you could if you really tried."  She tilted her
head thoughtfully at him.  "You are mentally stronger than I gave you
credit for, that is true.  However, I've been at this life a long
time my delectable treat, and in the end, you would be merely amusing
sport.  You would also make your last few moments on this mortal
plane extremely unpleasant for yourself . . ."  She indicated the
jailed others with a toss of her head.  "And them."

	"Them?"  Julian actually looked surprised, and she laughed,
delighted with him.

	"Yes, of course them. You see, pain and emotional distress in
a Human is as tasty as the rest of the package, and despair is like a
drug to my kind.  What I can, and will do, is kill them one by one,
and as slowly as I possibly can, starting with the Cardassian."  She
wrinkled her nose.  "Although, I really don't like any species other
than Humans, and would have to use some very old-fashioned methods to
kill them.  After all, other species blood doesn't have quite the
refinement that a Human does, although there are some of my kind with
more . . . exotic . . . tastes."  She shook her head.  "But not me."
She looked at those in the cell.  "The Bajorans blood, annoying
sanctimonious creatures that they are, is almost acidic, and very
hard to digest.  As for Trill blood, ick.  You take over the
mind . . . no, the several minds in a Trill, and it gets too
confusing.  You completely lose your concentration, and the pleasure
of the bloodletting itself is gone.  As for a Cardassian, well, their
blood is too much like the taste of my own kind.  I may be a lot of
things, but I am certainly no cannibal.  No, I stick strictly to
human blood."  She smiled, and he blinked at her, then flinched as
she stroked a cold hand over his feverishly hot cheek.  "And of those
humans, I much prefer the sweet, innocent, intrinsically good ones."
She actually licked her lips.  "And now-a-days that combination is
such a rare commodity."

	"If . . . if I give myself to you without a fight . . ."
Julian shivered.  "What . . . what guarantee do I have that you won't
hurt them?"

	She grinned, her eyes half-closed in pleasure, and she
inhaled as if she scented something extremely pleasant.  "Oh . . ."
She breathed.  "Sacrifice.  The smell is intoxicating."  She shook
her head.  "You obviously have no guarantee other than my word, but I
can promise you that they will die, and as messily and as horribly as
my aged mind can conceive if you don't give yourself over easily."

	Julian swallowed, and he looked at those in the cell, each of
whom protested, and vociferously, but then he looked at Garak.  He
knew that she would definitely kill him, and take all her ire at
having to do it, out on him, and he couldn't allow that.  Not to
Garak.  Not to the man he loved, though he hadn't ever said it.  Even
if Garak hadn't wanted his love.  Hadn't wanted to hear the word
love.  Didn't want to know love.

	He swallowed and dropped his head submissively.  "I won't
fight you, but you have to promise me, please, please don't hurt
them."  His brown eyes were huge in his face, and he licked his dry
lips.

	"I won't have to hurt them if you give yourself to me."  She
grinned, and his hand shook, as he reached up and slowly drew the
zipper down from his neck, then pulled the turtleneck down and
exposed the length of his sensitive jugular vein.  The protests from
his friends grew louder, but Julian ignored them, and forced himself
not to shrink away from her as she focused her black gaze directly on
his neck.

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Well, that was part two! :-D  Hope this still has any kind of
interest at all! :-D

as always, I truly thank you for your interest!!  :-S

A Friend always,

Charon



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