Something Wicked

"Please Lila, let us return to the proper floor. We can talk more at length in my office. And you really must eat something." He gently, slowly slipped his arm around my waist, moving as if I was a wild animal that would leap away at any sudden movement. I was still confused, but I no longer felt the oppressive force around him that I had felt before. I needed answers, and I needed to see, for myself, that Sara was alright.

As we reentered the tenth floor main lobby, I saw that, indeed, the office staff had seemed to reappear out of no where. Everything seemed ok. Everyone busy and working, like any other day. No one even looked askew at us as we walked to the back offices. As we passed Sara's office I saw her at her desk, talking on the phone and sounding perfectly normal, just as Nicholaus had said. She glanced up at me and smiled, waving slightly and winking, as she continued her conversation. We kept walking and I noticed that he had let his arm drop from around my waist. I felt a twinge of emptiness that I couldn't explain. He seemed to sense that and turned his head slightly to look at me, smiling warmly and giving me a slight nod.

OK...maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought...but something is definitely weird here. Or was I just being paranoid? Nicholaus smiled to himself. "No my dear, not paranoid, just perceptive. As you can see, everything is fine, but of course you can feel the...veil of my power here. It was necessary to insure control." Control...why would he need control over the whole office. Couldn't he just...I don't know...possess a few CEOs or something? I heard a low chuckle from his direction. I glanced over to him and saw a wide smirk across his mouth. " I don't...possess people my dear. Don't worry, everything will be made more clear to you in just a moment." Yeah...that's what I was afraid of. "Ah...here we are, my office. If you please...?" He motioned for me to enter, then turned to speak to a woman off to the side.

His office was much bigger, if more stark, then I had thought. A huge, dark, oak desk, which looked practically ancient, dominated the whole back wall of the office. There were two large windows on either side of the desk, which had very heavy drapes hanging over them. Both windows and drapes were closed. There was one long bookcase along the wall to the left of the desk that was completely filled with books of all sizes and conditions. Some even looked to be covered with thick dust. There were two straight backed chairs facing the front of the desk, neither looked very comfortable. Finally, along the wall on the right, there was what appeared to be an old Victorian chaise couch with a small, low table in front of it. It was the most appealing piece in the room. I headed for the couch and hoped I wouldn't have to be there too long.

"My assistant will bring a light, late breakfast for us in just a moment. I hope tea and pastries will be sufficient?" he said as he glided into the room.

"That would be fine, in fact that's what I prefer for breakfast. Another mind reading trick?"

He smiled, almost shyly, and came to sit next to me. Just as he made himself comfortable his assistant brought in the tray with the pastries and tea, placing it on the low table in front of us. She nodding politely to us then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her. As I sat there, within inches of Nicholaus, I couldn't help but think of an old poem I once read. I couldn't remember the whole thing, just one line that said "Something wicked this way comes..." I smiled to myself, that's exactly how I would describe Nicholaus, but maybe not in an all bad way. We'd have to see, I still didn't know what he wanted.

As I was thinking about this, Nicholaus had poured the tea and had set some of the pastries on a small serving plate for me. He handed the tea and the plate to me and took up his own. "Well, I know you're wondering, so I'll just begin now. I am not a demon, per say, and I am no evil spirit, although some would say I am both. I am nosferatu...an immortal being. I am powerful, in both business and in my own abilities, and I rarely find something, or someone, that I can not control. Which is why I am now looking to find just that kind person. I have everything Lila, everything...except what I really need. You."

I frowned in thought. Why me? Surely there were other women who could...resist him. And why was it that I could, at least to a point? Is he really what he says he is? Vampire...the very word invokes scenes of old black and white B horror movies with bad scripts, and even worse acting. I almost laughed out loud. He must be yanking my chain. If he's a Vampire, why is he drinking tea and eating pastries? Maybe he's crazy. Then again, I'm the one sitting here having breakfast with a man who claims to be a walking undead. That did make me laugh out loud.

"You laugh at my plight Lila?" I looked over to him, mock hurt shadowed his face. "How could you be so cruel?" He actually pouted. I couldn't help but grin, which brought a chuckle from his throat. "By the way Lila, never believe everything you see in those obtuse films you favor. There are a very many things your Hollywood film makers do not know. They never could. How is it that you think beings like myself have existed for so long? We never reveal all of our secrets, not even to those we hold closest. If we went around behaving as those pitiful creations in your horror films did, we would not have survived the 17th century! You would be surprised, Dear Lila, what powers I truly do hold." Well...that piqued my interests. There was really only one thing I could say to that.

"Show me."

He arched his eyebrows, a slow smile spreading across his face. "This may not be the best place for that."

"Why not? If you truly do have so much control over this office, what difference would it make? So, big bad Vampire...show me these supposed powers." I knew I was pushing, but I had to see. This time the dark anger on his face was not so false. Maybe I pushed too far?

"Now you do go too far Lila. I do not expose myself to you lightly. I have sensed what is in your heart, your mind. I believe there is a kindred spirit between us, and I want you to be part of my world, but do not press me this way. I will not abide it." He set down his tea and stood up. "I believe we have had enough time to get to know one another for the time being. I will be holding a small gathering at my home tonight. It will be intimate, but formal. I invite you to attend." The tone of his voice did not make it sound as if I had any choice. "I will send a car for you, if you like, at 11:00 this evening." He started for the door before I had a chance to answer. I set down my tea and plate and stood up myself.

"I'm sorry if I upset you Nicholaus. I only meant that what you have told me is very difficult for me to believe, you must understand that. I am curious, though, as to why you would chose to pick a position here that was so...benign. I know there are more potent positions available, why not take one of them?"

He stopped just short of the closed door. His composure softened slightly. "How else would I be able to make so many interesting contacts outside the company, and yet still be able to stay relatively indirect? I prefer to work from the shadows, it's less bothersome. I make contacts that lead to future power, while those above me think they carry it all. That is how I have survived and prospered for all these many centuries. It has worked well for me. I have prospered much, gained much power, and managed to stay hidden from would be enemies. All by never rising too close to the top. I also avoid suspicion that way." he shrugged "As I said, it has worked well." That made sense. He pulls the strings that are never seen by the puppets in the higher positions. Smart.

I walked to where he was standing and placed my hand against his chest. "I'm truly sorry I upset you earlier. I just wanted to see if I was imagining this whole thing. It is a bit hard to swallow." That was the understatement of the year. "Please be patient with me Nicholaus." I slid my eyes to his, placing my other hand against his chest as well. "Please Nicholaus, give me something to help me understand."

His eyes seemed to devour mine. I could feel the instant building of heat within my thighs. I wanted him, badly, and I made sure he saw that both on my face and in my eyes. He lowered his mouth to my up tilted one. Slowly, smoothly, he slid both arms around my waist, pressing me to him. I couldn't believe how good they felt wrapped around me. His lips hungrily crushed against mine. Heat and wanting spilled out of his kiss. His tongue flicked out and played across my lips, enticing me to open them for him. As his tongue darted into my mouth it seemed to pull at my own, coaxing a soft moan from my throat. He tasted so sweet, somehow I didn't think it was all from the pastries. I slid my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. I wanted to melt into him. He turned enough so that I was now pressed up against the wall. I deepened the kiss, now pulling at his tongue, sucking it lightly. He moaned deep from his chest, almost growling. I felt his arms lower so that his hands brushed against the outside of my thighs. As he pushed up my skirt he slid both hands behind my thighs and effortlessly lifted me up, while simultaneously pulling my legs apart.

He wedged me between him and the wall. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pressed my already heated, wet pussy against him. Locking my ankles behind him I began to slowly grind against his already swollen cock that seemed to be trying to burst from his pants. He moaned deeper and grunted as he shifted my weight so that he could unbuckle his belt and undo his pants with one hand. I began to shiver with desire for what I wanted from him. He felt it and tried to hasten the removal of the clothing that was keeping him from his goal. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. All I wanted was for him to consume me, engulf me. I had never wanted that so badly from any other man in my whole life. It scared the hell out of me, but I couldn't make myself stop.

I had to feel him inside me. I needed him. I felt his pants being pulled past his hips and I immediately began to grind against him again. My pussy was sopping wet now and I thought I would pass out from the almost painful need of him. I felt his hand caressing my thigh, slowly slipping down towards my swollen, hot cunt. I gently bit his lip, begging him to keep going. I could clearly feel his hard, engorged cock rubbing against my crotch. My nails dug into his shoulders in anticipation as he ripped my soaked panties from my hips. I gasped and arched my back as I felt his fingers plunge deep into my cunt. Fire erupted inside me. I tried to hold off as long as I could as he repeatedly forced his fingers in and out of my slick hole. It didn't last long. I exploded, all over his hand, his cock, and down his pant leg. He shivered and kept my mouth covered with his own to swallow my cry of passion, all the while growling into my mouth.

He pinned me with his hips and used his other hand to pull my blouse off of me, then he pushed my bra up until he had full access to my breasts. He didn't hesitate, pinching my hard nipples between his finger and thumb, rolling and pulling them at the same time. Again I moaned into his mouth, louder and more desperate. He understood. Both of his hands were now underneath my thighs again, tilting my hips slightly up. He pulled his mouth away from me and locked his eyes with mine. I swallowed hard when I saw the change in them. They were still deep green, but now they had a fiery glow deep within them. I was transfixed and terrified at the same time that my whole body craved him. I thought I would die if I couldn't feel his cock inside me this very second! He happily obliged me, ramming his thick, hard, cock into my throbbing pussy. Electricity bolted through me.

My breath caught in my throat, I could hear my blood pounding through my head. All I could do was clutch to him, dazed in the crash of power and pure lust that washed over me. He impaled me, over and over, onto his pulsing pole, smashing me against the wall. I still felt like I was electrified, but I found my breath again. I heard low, guttural moans escaping from my lips. He lowered his head to my breasts, dragging his tongue across my skin. Nipping my flesh, sucking it into his mouth. His tongue found first one nipple, then the other, flicking over them, pulling them into his mouth for him to roll and bite between his teeth. I sucked breath in sharply and arched my back to force more of myself into his mouth. I was dimly aware that he was already fitting more then he should be able to past his lips. He began to hammer me faster, deeper. I could feel the tension in his neck and shoulder muscles building, I knew it wouldn't be much longer. I didn't think I could take much more, I already felt like he was splitting my apart.

My whole body was on fire as he continued to pound my dripping cunt, harder and harder. He moved his mouth to my left breast again, running his tongue in small circular motions across my skin. Something scraped my flesh where his tongue touched. I felt his hands tighten under my thighs just as I could feel the heat and tension build to an uncontrollable point within my own body, screaming for release. I reached my hands up to his head, grabbing his thick hair. He responded by jabbing his long, sharp, hidden teeth into my breast. The sudden pain was intense, and I was surprised to realized that it was pushing over the edge. My climax erupted out of me in a tidal wave of pleasure and pain rolling together, drowning me in complete ecstasy. I was barely able to slap my hand over my mouth in time to muffle my cries of pleasure. I felt him throw his head back and plunge deeply into me one last time, his entire body going ridged, as he was fully brought over the edge himself. I could see how hard it was for him not to cry out, he sank those same fangs into his own lip to stave off the sound. I could also feel the sticky wetness of our sex oozing out of me and dripping down onto his legs. It was a good thing he was still holding me up, otherwise I would have collapsed unto the floor.

He stayed ridged for a few more seconds, then me moved his mouth to mine again. As he pushed his tongue past my lips I distantly realized I tasted blood, and not just mine. I knew I should have been repulsed, but at that moment I didn't care. I flicked my tongue over his lip where he had bit himself, wanting to taste the liquid electricity that came from him. I didn't hesitate as I pulled his lip into my mouth and began to suck on it, gently at first, but then with more fervor. Surprised, he tried to pull back, but I wouldn't release him. He shivered and panted as I nibbled and sucked at his lip. I was stunned at the affect of what I was doing. I tasted his ancient power, his longevity, his versed knowledge, his strength, even some small memories. I felt his fire broiling through my body. I was enraptured. Suddenly I was pushed away from him. "Stop Lila!" he panted. "That's too much, and you are not ready. You can lose yourself if you are not prepared." Suddenly I sensed something from him... fear. I also realized that I had somehow weakened him, both his powers and his body.

"I'm sorry Nicholaus, I did lose myself for a moment. I couldn't help it, I want to be with you, part of you so badly. Please don't be angry..." I begged him.

His eyes took in my submissive stance and pleading face and shook his head tiredly. "A short time ago you were running for your very life from me, now you are begging to be by my side?" he grinned. He straightened from where he had been leaning against the wall catching his breath and pulled his pants back in place. He bent down and grabbed my blouse from the floor and carried it to where I was standing, still grinning. "My love, I can feel how badly you want to be with me, but you must be careful. You do not understand the damage you can do to yourself if you try that again without being prepared." He handed me my blouse and smoothed the hair away from my face. "Now...as much as I would love to, I know we can not stay in here all day. I know you have some things to do, and so do I. I will send a car for you, as I said, at 11:00 sharp. Why don't you go home now, my love. Get some rest. I will see you later." He waited until I made myself presentable again, then opened the door for me.

I nodded politely as I walked past him, keeping a completely professional look on my face as I entered the outer office of his assistant. I turned back to him and saw a wry smile tug at his lips. "Perhaps you're right Mr. Jelici, I think I will do exactly that. Thank you for your advise." I saw the small shake of his head and his amused expression as I turned to walk back down the short hall to the floor's main lobby. I could still feel his power coursing through me. Was this permanent? Then I realized that something had been off about the last few moments in Nicholaus's office. I was thinking about feeling as if he was rushing me out of his office, pushing me away from him, and how that had hurt. Any other time I had felt a strong emotion he had responded by answering my unspoken questions. This time it was if he didn't care...or didn't know. I stopped cold in my tracks. I turned around to face his office door again and thought of him, called to him in my mind. There was no response. I put urgency and desperation in the thought. Still nothing. That should have at least brought him to his doorway. It didn't... interesting.

I left the office with a mental list of several tasks I wanted to accomplish before tonight, and still have time to lie down. Nicholaus was right about that, I needed a long nap. I also need to eat something, I was starving! I would take care of that first, then I'd run my errands. I had a lot to do before tonight, and Nicholaus did say I needed to be prepared. What should I wear? I found myself smiling at that thought as I drove downtown.

That night, at 11:00 PM on the dot, there was a knock on my door. Again I couldn't help but think of the poem and the one phrase from it that kept rolling around in my mind. Something wicked... I opened the door to find a man in a black chauffeur's uniform, holding a large dress box. "Miss Brooks? I'm Kristoff, I'll be your driver tonight. Mr. Jelici asked for me to deliver this to you." He handed the box to me and slightly bowed his head. "If you please Miss Brooks, he also bid me to wait for you to change." I looked down at the slinky black ankle length dress I was already wearing. Well, I guess that answers the question on whether this dress was good enough or not.

I motioned for the driver to step inside and closed the door firmly behind him. "I'll only be a few moments, please sit in the kitchen, through the door to your left, and I'll let you know when I am ready." He nodded and moved through the kitchen doorway. I walked to my bedroom, a little apprehensive about what kind of dress Nicholaus would have chosen for me. As I opened the box I saw that I needn't have worried. The dress, gown really, was beautiful. Deep emerald green silk cascaded to the floor, even as I held the gown above my shoulder height. The tight bodice was embroidered with pearls and silver thread, in an almost ivy styled design, all around the neckline and straight down the center of the gown, all the way to the floor. The neck line was wide and made to fall just slightly off the shoulders, exposing the neck and shoulders clearly. "Of course, what else would a Vampire have me wear?" I almost laughed out loud. The sleeves were long and the cuffs came to a point, right where they would hit the back of my hands. They were also embroidered with the same pearls and silver thread around the cuffs. It was truly an exquisite design and very medieval, gothic looking. I could see that there was also matching low heeled, slip on shoes in the box, along with a very sheer silk shawl and clutch purse. How was he able to get all of this together so quickly? At least he had good taste!