Hunting (lock)

'Even at three in the morning there's a line,' Drev thought as he pulled up in front of the nightclub. He looked over the people waiting to get in, trying to see who it was in the dark blue BMW, then he glanced down at the floor on the passenger side. His katana was safely hidden in the compartment he'd had custom built into the floor boards a week after he bought the car. It was invisible, but a few quick pulls would have his sword in hand. He'd have to leave it in the car, but just knowing that it was close was comforting.

He got out of the car, locked and alarmed it with the little keyring remote, and walked up to the front door, bypassing the line. He hoped the dark of night and his dreads hanging in his face would hide him a little bit, but as he approached the bouncer, he saw a few people's eyes go wide. When the huge man guarding the door saw him approaching, his scowl turn quickly into a grin.

"Hey, long time no see, bro!"

"Lost weight, Vic?" Drev grinned and shook his hand with a hundred dollar bill.

"Damn straight, man. I'm back in a size six!"

Drev laughed and clapped Vic on the shoulder. "You got a table for me?"

"You hungry?" the bouncer asked, the smile slipping. Drev nodded. "I'll see what I can do for ya, bro." He let Drev go in, much to the chagrin of the people waiting in line.

The music was loud, the air was filled with smoke, and it must have been 90 degrees. The party was still going strong; the dance floor was full of beautiful people. Most of the tables were empty; the ones that didn't have anyone sitting at them had forgotten drinks and the remains of appetizer plates. Drev had no trouble finding a comfortable table in a dark corner where he could watch the crowd.

He knew it would just be easier to pluck a woman off the street for a feeding, but he didn't like to do that unless necessary. He didn't want to traumatize anyone, and it just wasn't really his style. He'd rather have a fling with a pretty star-struck girl and have a little sip of her blood while she was in the throes of passion. Much more subtle that way, and most of the time the girl just thought it was part of sex. The only problem with finding a girl in a nightclub was that it would be very difficult to find someone not drunk off their ass. Although the Designated Driver program somewhat helped in that regard, it was still pretty tough.

It wasn't long before Drev had a drunk girl come up to him and ask if he was the singer from that band, the one that played that song. He politely blew her off; he could smell the alcohol on her before she even opened her mouth. Several more girls - and even guys - came up to him, wanting to buy him a drink. He gracefully declined, and luckily they had enough tact to see that he wanted to be left alone.

After about an hour or so, he saw Vic making his casual way over to his table. The massive man sat down next to Drev, a couple glasses of soda in hand. "How's it goin, bro?" Vic had to nearly shout over the pounding music.

Grinning, Drev just motioned to the throng of people engaged in obviously drunken revelry. Vic laughed. "Yeah well you got here a little late. But don't worry, m'man. There's a girl in that pile of bodies... she's wearing a long black skirt and a red 'n black corset. Got tits as big as her head, but she's just a tiny little thing. Pale skin, black hair, bright red lips. She's a D.D. tonight and if I wasn't on duty, I'd be all over that." Vic's grin was broad as he chugged half the glass of soda.

Drev smiled at his friend and drank from his own glass. "Thank, Vic. I owe ya one." As Vic got up to leave, Drev tipped his glass to him and the big man wished him luck. Drev sat for a little while longer, sipping his Pepsi, as he continued to watch the crowd. After a short while, he glimsped the girl that Vic had told him about; she was every bit as sexy as he made her out to be. When the song she was dancing to finished, she leaned into speak to a friend, then left the dance floor to make her way to the bar. Drev followed.

He arrived at the bar as the bartender was pushing a glass of what looked like cranberry juice toward the small woman. She was even tinier close up; probably not even 5 feet tall. But she had the curves where he liked them.

"I got it," Drev called over the noise of the music, and slid the bartender a twenty.

"Hey, thanks!" The girl turned to look at him. Drev smiled when her eyes lit up and her mouth opened into a shocked 'O'. "Oh my god, you're... you're...."

"Yeah, but let's keep it between you and me, alright?" Drev winked. "Would you like to join me?" The girl nodded dumbly and let Drev lead her back to his table.

They talked a little bit as well as they could over the pounding of the music, but it didn't take long for Drev to get her to invite him back to her place. Her eyes had only gotten wider and brighter as they talked. Drev turned on the Seduct-O-Tron, and he knew he had her within a couple minutes. He touched her more intimately over the course of their half-hour long conversation, and she only leaned closer to him. She probably would have sucked him off right there at the table if he'd asked. But he needed something more than just a blowjob.

He didn't ask her about the friends she was leaving at the club, because he didn't want to concern himself with that. He wanted to keep this as sterile and anonymous as possible. He knew her name - Natasha - and that she was a huge Starface fan. But that was all he wanted to know about her.

Her apartment was prety close to the club, so it was a short drive. When they got inside, she offered him something to drink, but he just answered with a kiss. She was surprised, but Drev could feel the excitement rushing into her blood. She offered no resistance as he took off her clothes; she even reached down and unfastened Drev's pants.

"Holy fuck!" she exclaimed when she reached in and took hold of his semi-rigid erection. "You're fucking huge!" Drev didn't acknowledge her surprise. He was just about to turn her around and bend her over her kitchen table when she dropped to her knees and stroked him to his full size. He didn't want to waste time with oral sex - he just wanted to get in her, drink from her, and leave. But when her mouth closed over the head of his cock, he couldn't help moaning in pleasure.

As much as he enjoyed fucking Wren, he couldn't deny that he missed having a girl's lips around his dick. He enjoyed receiving fellatio, and it had been months since he'd last had a blowjob. And it might be a few more before he got another one. But he didn't blame Wren for that. They'd get around to it eventually.

To Natasha's credit, she definitely had skill with a cock. But her mouth was just too small to get more than the head of Drev's thick member into it. She tried her hardest, but he knew it was futile. He lifted her up from the floor, kissed her, then turned her around. She got the idea, and leaned over her small kitchen table, grinding her ass back against him. He took her by the hip with one hand, and guided himself with the other. He found her cleft moist and slippery, and he entered her with little resistance. She was tight; likely because Drev was the biggest she'd ever had. But she felt nowhere near as good as Wren did.

The tiny girl screamed and writhed on the table as Drev pushed his way into her. It quickly got on his nerves. Normally he didn't mind loud, vocal sex, but he'd gotten used to Wren's quiet whimpers. He didn't really know why this girl was aggravating him; she was small and sexy, had decent tits and a nice enough ass.... But she wasn't Wren. Wren was at least ten times sexier than this small woman, and her moans didn't sound fake. And he was more than a little disappointed when he hit bottom, and her netherlips only halfway down his shaft.

"Oh yes! That's it! Fuck me, god yes!" She was only making this easier for Drev. He leaned forward, molding his body to hers. Being so short, her neck would be in easy reach. He pinned her to the table, and closed his mouth onto the base of her neck. She was panting and whimpering as he flexed inside her. She was already close to climax, so this wouldn't take too long. He'd just fuck her and bite her, and he could be back in bed with Wren before 5.

With a soft grunt, Drev fucked her. His hips moved faster than should've been possible, driving his thickness into the depths of Natasha's pussy, pounding her body ruthlessly. His teeth clamped down tighter as her screams grew louder. His canines had elongated while she was trying to suck his dick, and with a few more rapid-fire thrusts into her tiny little body, she was erupting into orgasm. At the instant the climax took her, he sank his teeth into her neck. The blood flowed into his mouth and he drank deeply from her, intensifying the orgasm. She started trembling violently in the throes of release, but Drev just kept pumping and drinking. The warmth and vitality of her blood filled his mouth and mind with much needed sustenance.

After just a few seconds, her screams stopped and her body collapsed beneath him. She was still alive, just passed out from the sheer brilliance of her orgasm. Drev took a few more swallows before taking his mouth from her neck.. He wiped his mouth and licked his fingers, smiling broadly as his blood-hunger vanished, satisfied. Aroused now by the taste of her blood, Drev conjured the memory of his sex with Wren in the shower the other day, and was able to finish himself quickly, spilling his semen into Natasha's unconscious body.

When he was cleaned up and dressed, Drev carried the small girl into her bedroom and tucked her in. She was going to sleep for a long time, and the least he could do was put her somewhere comfortable. Then without a backward glance, he left.

When he got home, he slipped into the condo silently, put his katana (that he thankfully hadn't had to use) back on its rack, and slipped quietly into his room. He stripped naked and took a quick but thorough shower before sliding between his silk sheets behind Wren. Her body was tense - maybe she'd had a bad dream? - but when he kissed her softly on the cheek and curled his body around hers, she relaxed. Full and sated, it didn't take Drev long to find sleep. His hand had automatically found its spot between Wren's legs, and he fell into deep sleep with a smile on his lips.

((Drev out))