Vicky went back to Aussie today after her near 2 month stay in SG. :( Couldnt send her off becuz had to OT and had salsa class. Sigh. Sorrie I cant send u off girlie. Keke.. But I bet you had an amazing time at your 'chalet'. ;p *hugs* i'm gonna miss you babe. HONEST!
JAE will finally end on Wed. and i'll be gg to TW on fri. Keke. I really cant wait.
When Mr Lim found out that I've been working, driving, dancing, clubbing and trying to spend equal time with my family and friends, he was like "HHAAAAAHHHH?? Why do you do so many things at once?"
I dont know. I need this kinda lifestyle to keep myself occupied. If I slow down to think, I may not like my thoughts. Hahaha. But sometimes I really wish I can snooze in bed until after 12pm instead of draggin myself up at 6am. lolx. Gonna get my wish on friday. *^^*
Tomorrow's Valentine... but I'll be at MOE picking up calls and dancing in the evening. Hmm. I'm not complaining.
Anyway, here's a glimpse of another fanfiction that I adapted from blog. kekeke. I like Aven from theprettyflower, but too many conversations liaooo.. But cuz Kytiana is all about vamps and the paranormal, so I guess I kinda like it. *^^* However it's super R-rated. Viewer discretion is advised. I dont know if Kytiana's a real person, but if she is, she amazing in that she managed to kinda effectively infuse her human real-life with her vamp life. Too bad she doesnt blog often. read read read.
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Something has changed within me since he left. I feel it like a of hot vapour rolling and caressing the insides of me. The ardeur ran though me, exploring places that I wasnt very happy about sharing, digging out all my weaknesses and secrets. The ardeur awoke something inside me.. that purred. Like a lazy cat, it stretched and rolled about, pacing about in the cage of my body. Suddenly it stopped and stared into my eyes at me. The animal's eyes burned into blinding purple flames of light..
I yearn his touch, his scent, his embrace. I want to feel his skin against mine, feel the warm flow of blood beneath his skin. I want to press my lips on his neck, take in his scent, flick and swish my tongue against that racing pulse near his collarbone.
"Kytiana.."
I could almost hear him whisper near my neck. Almost feel that warm wet tongue circling that sensitive spot just behind my ear, while I press against him. His body was taut against mine, hard versus soft. His arms encircled me, lying one strong hand on the small of my back, the other at the nape of my neck so that my head was tilted just milimeters away from his lips. He was breathing really hard.. The closeness between us made something below me tighten. It was suddenly all too warm. All too intimate. I licked my lips. And incidently brushed his lips with my tongue too. In the same moment, I heard him gasped and felt his growing bulge straining against my thigh.
"Kytiana.."
I had to turn away. I had to run. Everything I feel when I was with him was too barbaric. Too primal. I couldnt think, I couldnt breathe. I dont need that. I'm used to being in control. I hated not being able to control myself. I laid my hand on his chest - oh his chest.. It was like placing my hands on pure muscle. Shit. I felt my nipples tighten. I needed to get away from him. I pushed softly but firmly against him - I bent backwards slightly, and only succeeded in pushing my thighs further into his groin.
Now it was my turn to gasp. He did nothing to hide his excitement. I blushed, but made myself look up into his eyes. Maybe he didnt try to see into my mind. Maybe he dont know how much I wanted him. I could still get away.. until I read his eyes. His gaze was so intense, I saw his need clearly in his eyes. Love, lust, hunger. I could smell it above his cologne. Thick and heavy, just above his spicey and woody cologne. God.. He wanted me more than I wanted him! I closed my eyes, as if I by doing that, I could block out his sex, his need, my desire, my want.
"Ti.. tiana.. Kytiana.. Kytiana!"
Someone was gently, but persistently shaking my shoulders. I opened my eyes again to see Jamal's gentle eyes. I couldnt help but smile. Things have been different since Damien left. Jamal was one of them. Jamal's handsome with his neatly trimmed eyebrows, sparkling grey eyes and dimples. Jamal wore a simple orange tee and flattering jeans today. It made him look taller, broader. Against the lights, his skin glowed surreally. He was tanned and muscular as Damien was albaster and lean. It wasnt that Damien wasnt handsome, Damien's aura had another kind of attraction all on its own. I'll explain when we come to that. It's just that Jamal bordered between being handsome and pretty, and most girls I know like that. Too bad he's too unreadable to give any girl a form of security. He doesnt question my orders, and in return, he doesnt answer my questions either. Maybe that's why I chose him. I needed someone who can pretend to understand, eventhough he doesnt. Hell, I dont even understand myself. And I needed someone who wouldnt grow too attached. Jamal was like that. He had no lack of suitors, and we are merely each other's potential pomme de sang. I'm happy with this system. Until Damien gets back.
"Something bothering you, Ky?"
"Nothing that cant be solved." I smiled even as I knew that this was one thing that I cannot solve on my own.
"Let's hit the dance floor."
Jamal led me by the hand through the crowd. Funny. I havent realise how much I miss the simplicity of holding hands until Jamal's fingers brushed against mine. A shy touch at first, then teasing of fingertips, brushing of palms, and finally curling of fingers around each other's. I smiled despite of myself. When was it that I allowed another to hold my hand? As if Jamal read my mind, he looked over his shoulder at me and winked that irresisstable smile of his.
I didnt love Jamal. But he made me feel more of myself when Damien was away. I felt awkwardly comfortable in his presense, like how one usually feels after getting a brand new cuddly soft toy and leaving the old favourite aside for a while. I needed Jamal. I havent known Jamal for long, I should not feel this way about him. Yet I bathe lusciously in his attention and lust. I know Jamal is just a flitting shadow. Nothing as serious as my relationship with Damien would come out of Jamal and I. Maybe this was how I wanted it.
Music screamed through the club, and brillant lights danced all around us making everyone look so alien, so surreal. A familiar figure spooned me from my back. His arms encircled my waist, and burrowed his face into my hair and neck. Jamal. I knew what he felt like. I leaned backwards, arching my neck towards him. Suddenly it was just us. I could vaguely feel other vamps around me, hear the music screaming. But my mind was occupied with what Jamal was doing on my neck. We swayed hip to hip, my back to his chest in our own rhythm. He smelt oh so tanalizing. Sweeping part of my hair away, he exposed a stretch of bare neck. Jamal buried his face in my neck, licking and nibbling a hot trail of kisses up to my ear. A quick flick around that sensitive area sent shivers down my body, to parts that suddenly tightened and grew damp. I responded by pressing my body back against his. That drew a soft moan from Jamal. I wanted more.
Here's another interesting read Sash She's real confirm! hahaha. She is singaporean, but currently in HK. read abt her escapades and her reflections after that. Beware: her english is very very profound. But she's also very down-to-earth, probably tt's why her blog is so well-liked. hahaha. but this blog is also a bit R-rated. read read read.
Just wait till i write my own fan fiction!! ;p
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