Sweet Temptation

He whispered “come closer... closer...closer”. I leaned back into his icy hands that caressed thigh and ran through my short blonde hair. His strong scent of sweat and man captivated me like a bee to honey. I couldn't move or run or maybe I just didn’t want to. I turned around in his strong but gentle embrace and stared into his dark red eyes. He grinned at me as I leaned into his muscular chest and kissed him on the lips. My instincts told me he was dangerous but I liked it...

Today was the first day at my new school since the incident that happened last week on Monday. It was my eighteenth birthday and it was the day my psychic powers awakened, suddenly the slightest touch could be toxic. It wasn't a surprise to my dad especially since my mom use to have the same ability.

Every time my dad mentions my mom his face always shows the hurt and pain behind it. I could tell the moment he sat on my bed this was harder on him than me. Today I start my new school at Dark Trinity School For The Gifted. Basically a school full of nightmare-ish people, I figured it was where vampires and werewolves go if they even exist.

I got to my new school earlier than I intended, so I sat and watched all the students walk in to the big black spooky with dark red letters spelling out the schools name across the front. From what I could tell all the students looked normal just like the regular students from my old school. Sitting in this car isn't going to make this experience less creepy I finally began to see, so I got the car and walked toward the school.

I walked in and saw the banners display school events such as homecoming, the first football game for our school which I guess our time is called the Nightmares, and cheer leading tryouts. Using my empathy power to feel the emotions of the people around me, I could tell they were –for the most part-- friendly. It was completely different than what I expect because There were no ghost, 6 feet walking werewolves, or girls in witch hats. It was like any other boring school.

I found my first class (Self Defense) which was a class I was pretty sure my dad had a hand in picking. I opened the door and walked in only to find myself outside on a football field. I saw other people standing around in a circle and decided to walk toward them. I asked a girl with short spiky hair if this was the right class which she slowly nodded a yes.

“Ok class this self defense, so if your in the wrong class then get the fuck out of here. There is no wimps in this class, for only the strong will survive!” Our buff teacher wearing tight gym shorts and a white shirt that had coach written on it yelled. A few giggles came from some idiot guys in the back. “Did I say something funny Blake.” The teacher said. I turned around to see the tallest guy I had ever seen. He had blood red short hair, black eyes that seemed to pull you in deeper, and a smile that was deadly.

“Of course not coach, but you see this class is full of weaklings. Take that goofy looking blonde guy with those blue eyes. I could take him down and have him begging me not to stop.” Blake said grinning toward me. But he couldn't be talking about me could he, I turned look at everyone else only to see them all looking at me. My face started to turn a bright red and Blake giggled some more.

“You what's you name kid.” Coach said staring coldly at me. “Um my name is um Leo Hogs coach I mean sir.” Blake stared laughing even harder than at first and I turned even brighter red. “Blake cool it. Leo this is a serious accusation Mr. Bloodfang is accusing you of. He saying your weak and all you can do is blush. He saying your gay and all you do is look away. He laughs in your face and you just stand there smiling. Stand up for your self kid isn't this self defense.”

“Well I am gay sir and smiling is how you show your not scared. So Blake can just go fuck himself, if you don't mind me saying that.” The coaches eyes narrowed down into slits as he turned to Blake and actually begin to laugh. “Ok Leo your new here and I see Mr. Bloodfang might have to teach you some manners.”

With that Blake charged at me, I closed my eyes and began sensing his body motion. I stepped right and dodged him then kicked low and I flipped back. The giggles and silent cheers I heard made me move faster. I was filled with happiness at the appreciation for my powers and the advantage they gave me.

I stepped left and made the mistake of opening my eyes because in that second Blake was behind me with one arm wrapped around my throat and the other around my body as he leaned into me. He brought his face close to mind and grinned at me. I felt my body begin to lean back into his hard muscular body and yet it felt so strangely comfortable.

I closed my eyes again and began to shake seeing awful images. I saw Blake and then his body transformed into a buff monster with long arms and hands like claws. His bright teeth turned to sharp shark teeth, his black eyes turned bright red, but my focus was on his bulge in his jeans. Suddenly we were separated in an instant, I collapsed on the into someone arms and opened my eyes to see Blake being held by his group of friends.

“Head to the locker room, class is dismissed. Blake I need to talk to you so stay.” I was lead to the boys locker room by this guy with long blonde car and a cowboy hat. I pretended to be helpless to continue to fell his strong arms around me. I begin rubbing them and I felt lust creeping into his mind and quickly untangled myself from him.

“I am fine.” I whispered and suddenly collapsed as if all my strength was drained. “No yer not. He almost killed ya like a turkey before Thanksgiving. Don't cha know who he is, he Blake Bloodfang the son to the famous Lex Bloodfang who killed a whole town for fun. Not to mention his mom is Bloody Mary, don't ask me how but everyone knows not to mess with him.” The guy spoke with a heavy southern accent.

“Look um...” “Rick.”
“Ok. Look Rick that nice and all but I don't give a fat flying rat who he is. He still a jerk and I didn't need my empathy to tell me that.”

“I knew it. I knew you were a psycho I mean psychic. The way you just dodged him like it was child's play. He part psychic anyway I don't know which part but he a scary guy. He a demon. He was about to kill you with his full power until the coach gave his friends the signal to pull him back.”

A demon, I thought to myself. Could that image I seen been him for real or something. Almost reading my mind Rick interrupts my thoughts, “Whatever you say is what he wanted you to see. I heard he uses your greatest fear to weakin yer strength so you can't fight back. Then he rips your heart out and offers it too the devil. So seriously sick shit. If I were you I stay the hell away from that monster.”

“Well thanks Rick.” I say smiling and he replies, “No problem.” I can see were going to be great friends. We walked into the boys locker room and quickly found our lockers which happened to be next to each others. Rick and the other guys found their lockers then left while I sat on the bench and dug around my backpack to find a picture of my mom to put on the inside door.

I looked up at Blake who sat next to me staring at me. I rolled my eyes and continued looking through my bag. “Scared” He whispered. “Of you no so fuck off.” I said.

He grabs my wrist and squeezes it causing me to look up in pain. I see his black eyes staring into my as he lowers his lips to mine. “You are rather cute for a guy,” he whispers in my ear. I want to pull away but I can't instead I lean forward and he devours my lips with his. He continues to hold my wrist with his right hand and uses his left arm to pull me in closer.

He moves down to my neck and begins kissing, biting, and sucking at my neck. I move my hands into his hair and a sense of lust creeps into me and I wrap my legs around his back as he hovers over me. He breaks our kiss, grinning and whispers “You know I am a demon, right?”