Oscar stood outside the five-star restaurant, his gaze fixed not on the warm interior, but on the massive suspension bridge looming in the distance. I'm out of options, he thought, the rain soaking through his hoodie. After this delivery, I'm done. I'll hurl myself off that bridge and make my last act on this shithole a spectacle.
The cold rain stung his cinnamon skin. He took a lungful of exhaust-riddled air and sighed, turning into the restaurant to grab the order. What kind of rich prick orders caviar and a wagyu cheeseburger at eleven at night?
He flashed his phone at the counter. The waiter didn't even look up, merely pointing toward a "Deliveries" sign.
"You here for Lilith's order?" a rotund man asked, chuckling as he handed over a bag that smelled of wealth and Wagyu. "She orders this every Sunday. Never steps foot in the joint, but the other guys say she's an absolute smokeshow. Lucky you, kid. She tips well." He winked with a lecherous smirk.
Oscar ignored him, grabbing the bag that cost more than a week of his wages. The aroma triggered a flash of a different life. Three years ago, Oscar was a ruthless stockbroker in a different city, sitting on a $3.5 million bank account. Then came the betrayal. His boss sold him to the Feds, and Oscar watched his penthouse and his Porsche 911 Turbo vanish in a single afternoon.
Don't think about the glory days, he scolded himself. It only makes reality hurt more.
He hopped on a rented bike, pedaling through the downpour toward the Four Seasons. By the time he reached the lobby, he was a drowned rat. His soaked jeans wrapped tightly around the paunchy stomach he'd developed on a diet of instant ramen and cheap beer.
He made his way to the receptionist and asked what floor to head off to. "Lilith has the penthouse," the receptionist said with a polite smile. "Floor 66. It's the only one up there."
The gold-leafed elevator climbed silently. Oscar listened to the tinny muzak, musing grimly: Crazy. The last song I'll ever hear is this trash.
The doors dinged. He strode down the plush carpet, leaving wet footprints until he reached a massive mahogany door. He rapped his knuckles.
The door swung open, and Oscar's jaw hit the floor. Holy FUCK that guy was not joking.
Standing before him was the most attractive woman he had ever had the pleasure to lay his eyes on. He scanned her luscious form taking in the skin tight crimson red yoga pants and matching sports bra that accentuated her curves. She had a body that put supermodels and OnlyFans girls to shame. Finally his eyes trailed off the bountiful feast of her body and moved to her face. Her face, framed by cascading burgundy hair, was devoid of makeup and yet so enchanting it nearly sent him to his knees.
She chuckled naughtily, "I see you're enjoying the view handsome. But aren't you here to bring me something or did you want to keep staring at my rack a bit longer?"
Oscar's mouth clamped shut and he forced his brain to reboot. He tried to redirect some blood away from his crotch and back to his brain. The most action he had gotten in the past year was from his trusty right hand and a bottle of lubriderm. He failed to notice a few things about the woman weren't quite right... She was almost too perfect as if sculpted by a renaissance artist. She was downright inhuman.
He gulped and said, "My bad, I wasn't expecting you to be so... to look.. erm nevermind. Here's your food."
She laughed, a sound like wind chimes. "You really know how to charm a lady, Oscar." She took the food but didn't close the door. Instead, she leaned in, her eyes peering into his very soul. "Oh my... You've lived a difficult life, haven't you? Tell me, if you could do anything in this world, what would you do?" She crossed her arms under her prodigious chest and Oscar frantically tried to bring his gaze away from her cleavage and back to her eyes.
"That's easy. I'm tired of being the scum people walk over and ignore. I want to be powerful enough to make the world bend to my whims. I'd tear down this shitty excuse for a world and rebuild it in my image." The words slipped out of his mouth before he had the chance to consider what he was saying. They were his true feelings, the ones he never got to really say aloud.
Lillith seemed pleased with that answer. A lascivious grin burst across her face. Noticeably she had quite prominent fangs. Implants? Oscar wondered. Doesn't matter. I'd let her sink them into me for one night with her.
Lillith yanked him by his shoulders into the penthouse and slammed the door behind him. He was a bit shocked with how easily she had moved him, but of course was far too pleased with this turn of events to question it. God if you're out there. Thank you. At least I get to have sex one last time before I kick the bucket. Amen.
"Now now Oscar dear, don't go thanking god for this. You should be thanking me. I'm the only goddess you'll need. Trust me darling." She emphasized this statement by literally ripping his clothes into shreds and tossing him into her king sized bed lined with crimson red satin sheets. She turned away from him and slowly peeled her yoga pants off giving him quite the show. He had been half mast since she opened the door and now he was ready to sail. Lillith turned back to him and pulled the sports bra off and tossed it away haphazardly.
Oscar's brain had no room for any thoughts besides ravaging the woman and he failed to notice her reading his mind just then. "Judging by your cock, I'd say you're ready to go handsome. Let's skip the foreplay and get down to business." She flashed another dazzling smile at him and laid down next to him pressing her breasts into his chest as she kissed him deeply. Oscar swore he died for a minute there while his lips met hers and came back to life. He let his hands trail over hips and sides coming to a rest on her tits. He cupped and squeezed them like a horny virgin.
Oscar broke the kiss off needed to take a breath and decided to take the initiative. He kissed her neck and trailed down her body until he reached her breast. He sucked deeply on her flesh and left her a hickey to remember him by. But when he looked at it, there was no mark left on her body. He couldn't care less. He moved his mouth to her rigid nipple and sucked deeply. He squeezed both of her breasts in absolute bliss.
"Mmmm I love it when a man takes the lead, perhaps I should reward you? Would you like that, Oscar?"
Refusing to move his mouth off her boobs, he looked at her and conveyed his desires. She smirked at him and moved her hand to his throbbing member. She stroked him once base to tip and then removed her hand. Oscar nearly cried feeling her let go. She spat on her hand and continued to jerk him off painfully slowly. She edged him mercilessly maintaing sultry eye contact the whole while. She broke off the eye contact and bite down on his shoulder piercing the skin like butter. He winced in pain but swiftly moved past it as she finally starting stroking faster.
His muffled whimpers were music to Lillith's ears. She moved him off her breast and positioned herself right at his pelvis. She gave him a slow torturous lick on the head of his penis. All the while, she was watching his reactions predatorily. There was a hunger in here eyes that surpassed his own. She finally stopped teasing him with her tongue and took his whole cock into her mouth in one swift motion. She didn't gag at all but simply winked him with his cock pulsating in her throat. He couldn't take any more of this sexual torture. He grabbed two fistfuls of her beautiful hair and slammed her face up and down his shaft. The wet sloppy sounds of him throatfucking her were sublime.
He felt a tightening feeling in balls and he knew he was about to paint her throat white. He slammed her face all the way down holding her there with no regard for oxygen. She didn't seem to have an issue with it, so he used her mouth to finish. He came like a firehose and pulled her off his cock so he could spray the rest of his load on her face and tits. "HOLY SHIT, that was the best sex I've had in my life."
"Oh you sweet innocent baby, we haven't even gotten to the best part yet." Lillith wiped off some cum from her face and savored it. She moved onto her hands and knees and spread open her pussy, needy for his cock.
Oscar needed no further invitation. It was as if she knew his favorite position was doggystyle. This might be the perfect woman. Wasting no time, he positioned his semi hard cock at her entrance and massaged himself back to full mast. Damn I guess even the recovery period doesn't matter when you're fucking a woman of this caliber. Throwing aside any thoughts, he slammed into her. Her pussy was much better than her mouth. The moist walls gripped and pulsed around his cock gripping him like an anaconda. He had to take a second to recollect and then began pumping into her like his life depended on it.
He watched her gorgeous fat ass ripple and bounce as he slammed into it. Giving into his animalistic needs, he spanked her as hard as he could. She let out a moan that screamed do that again. He obliged. He spanked both of her cheeks red as he continued to plow into her. He had no idea how much time had passed and didn't care. All he cared about was pleasing her. His stamina was finally failing him and he knew he had to wrap this round up. He pulled all the way out of her and slammed back into her. Throwing caution to the wind, he lubricated his finger with saliva and pushed it into her asshole. She moaned again louder this time. He slammed with all his might trying to push her through the mattress. Her hands gripped the sheets and she clamped down around his cock like a vise. He could not handle that move and started filling her up. He flopped down to the bed proudly eyeing the creampie he had given her and the hand imprints on her ass.
"Uh uh uh. Just once isn't enough for me Oscar. I'm gonna need you to go again. Don't worry, you can lay back this round and Mommy Lillith will do all the work for you." She grabbed his bruised and battered penis and started sucking on it again. Somehow her miraculous mouth was able to resurrect him again.
She climbed on top of him and positioned his cock back at her entrance. She slammed down onto him grunting in pleasure. She leaned down to kiss him all the while continuing to ride him like a woman possessed.
Oscar was in a fog by this point and could barely comprehend what was unfolding. Glimmering motes of red light were forming around the two as they became one. Lillith moved to his ear and whispered, "You will be my successor." She kissed him fervently as she bounced on his cock. As Oscar approached his third orgasm, Lillith was finally ready to cum. She rode him with the intensity of a woman possessed and let out a shriek of pleasure.
Oscar fainted. A massive shockwave of power rippled from the power as their bodies transformed into light. Oscar's once pure light was being turned crimson and Lillith's crimson was joining with his. Lillith was attempting something no one had ever done before, but of course Lillith prided herself on being a pioneer.
BOOM!
Oscar woke up numb. He was buried under tons of rubble, the air thick with the dust of the collapsed hotel. He felt no pain, only a hollow, relentless hunger that gnawed at his very soul.
[Rebuilding you from your very atoms was quite a task, Oscar. Now the both of us are starving. It's time to feed.]
L-Lilith? Why can I hear you in my head? What did you do to me?
[Simple. I was bored. You caught my interest, and I decided you were the only human worthy of inheriting my legacy.]
Be straight with me, he thought, his strength returning in waves. No riddles.
[I am a Vampire, Oscar. The last True Vampire. I integrated our souls. Now, we are together forever. Isn't that wonderful?]
What the FUCK?! You didn't even ask if I wanted to be a sun-fearing bloodsucker!
[Ugh, your human media is so limiting. We don't need blood. We are ancient predators. We feed on Emotion—the peaks of ecstasy and the valleys of despair. I've given you the power to make your dream come true. And quite frankly, it'll be a hell of a show for me.]
Oscar pushed a thousand-pound cinderblock off his chest as if it were a pillow. He looked out at the rainy night. If I'm being honest... I'd trade the curse for another round with you.
[Stop, you'll make me blush. But focus, Oscar. If you don't feed soon, your new soul will shatter. And since I'm in there too... let's try to avoid that.]