Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
© Artemis and Addie
addie52@hotmail.com
September, 1999Disclaimers, Only doing this because we are slightly crazy, and could just picture Louis dressed up as a woman.
Spoilers: None - unless you consider this spoils your image of one dark haired green eyed vampire.
This is a silly spec, but also will be R rated, so beware.
"No, absolutely not." Louis stated with a verdant flash of his wide-set large eyes.
"Oh, come on, don't be such a spoil sport." Pleaded the tallest of the three women. Absently twirling a single strand of her bright red hair. "Please . . just for tonight. It'll be fun."
Louis closed his book and gently placed it on the night stand. "Jesse, I'm afraid I already made my decision. What you ask is absolutely preposterous."
Gabrielle sighed impatiently. "I told you, he wouldn't do it. He's just too--"
"Please, Louis." Pandora interupted quickly.
Louis laughed good-naturedly. "have any of you actually put some thought into this rather absurd proposal?"
"Of course we have." Jesse defended. "It's just things have been so dull lately. It seems like the perfect idea to liven things up."
Louis raked his hand through his hair, suddenly serious. "I just don't think it will work, I don't think i'll be very convincing . . ."
"Are you kidding?" Gabrielle argued. "You're perfect! We've thought this through from every angle and you, my prudent friend, are written for the part."
"You'll do fine."Pandora agreed.
"But they'll most likely catch my thoughts." Louis retorted.
"I'll be shielding them all the while for you." Jesse answered. "you forget, I'm the most powerful telepath in this coven."
"But why me? Out of all people? Why not Armand? Or Daniel? Or even Lestat?"
The three vampires burst into laughter. "Can you imagine any of them in this get-up?" Gabrielle chimed. "With their build?"
"Like I said, you are the only one that will be able to pass off credibly, and not look so awkward."
"I . . . I just don't know . . . Where's the catch?"
"Aaaargh!" Gabrielle exclaimed. "Must you always expect the very worst?"
"Look," Pandora added. "It's either a yes or a no. We don't have much time. The others are due here in two more hours."
"It's just all too simple . ." Louis began kneading the back of his neck nervously.
"I know this isn't your normal everyday thing," Jesse confided, "Hell, I can't even believe we're actually trying to convince you into it . . . But just this once do something spontaneous, something daring. It'll be a blast, a wonderful experience . . .and you could later right it in your journal. You'll be able to acquire a new perspective in the world. See how it's like to be like us."
This seemed to hit the right nerves in their more reserved companion.
"Oh, alright, just this once . . ."
"Great!" Gabrielle shouted before he could utter another word. "Agreed. Girls, fill the tub and get those razors ready! Don't forget the hair dye and the curlers!"
"You take off his shoes Gabby and I'll start with his shirt" said Jesse.
"Wha...what, no-one said anything about stripping me. Now ladies you can't be serious." replied Louis, beginning to look exceedingly embarrassed.
"Oh shut-up Louis, we won't look will we girls." giggled Pandora, making a start on his belt, slowly slipping it out of his trousers.
Louis tried to grab her hand, but she slapped it away good humouredly.
"Come, come Louis, you need to smell like a woman as well. Have you got the bath ready Jess?"
"Yep, I have filled it up with bubbles and sweet smelling perfume. You are going to smell like a rose Louis. Now come on sweetheart, off with your pants."
Louis was wriggling and cursing, (most unlike him), trying to squirm away from their insistent hands, which only made them more determined. Within a couple of minutes they had him stripped naked and plonked unceremoniously into the steamy hot frothy water.ÊÊ He splashed hard, scooping up water in his hands and sloshing it all over them. In seconds all three were soaked.
"If you keep that up Louis, we are going to have to strip and get in there with you." laughed Pandora, winking at him, and beginning to wash his back, slowly and sensuously with a soft sponge.
That soon stopped him from splashing, and he sank lower into the bubbles to try and cover as much of himself up as possible.
Jesse picked up a sponge as well and plunging her white hands into the water proceeded to find Louis bottom half, and beginning at his knees worked her way up his legs over his private parts, and began sponging his lower belly. She had a very cheeky grin on her face, and delighted in watching Louis turn from vampire white, into beet root red.
"Jesse, I can wash myself, please." he begged her, trying to push her hand away.
"But its so much more fun this way Louis." she laughed
He gave up protesting, they were after all much stronger than he was, and so determined to have their own way. Trying to slink even further down in the bath was also futile, because Gabby leant over, put her hands under his firm little bottom and pushed him back up.
"Now Louis, just relax and enjoy yourself, this won't take long then said Pandora, still concentrating on her sponging, having moved her hands around to his chest.
This was beginning to take its toll on a very normally reticent and shy Louis. Three beautiful females, washing him all over, including his private parts was absolutely shameful. But soooo delicious. Such a wonderful, erotic feel. He did begin to relax then, letting his hands drop to his side, no longer trying to push theirs away, and allowing his head to drop backwards. Pandora was washing his hair now and it felt wonderful.
Just as he was beginning to enjoy it, they pulled him out, towelled him off like a young child and plonked him in front of the mirror.
"Can't we just leave it the same color?" Louis pleaded hopefully, eyes wide and soulful. Such beautiful eyes. Had my eyes ever looked so green?
"Don't be silly." Gabrielle accosted, already mixing the hair bleach ingredients. "They'd recognize you in a fraction of a heart-beat."
Louis wasn't listening to her any longer, instead he parted the pink fluffy robe he wore slightly--enough to reveal one very long very slender yet well-toned leg. A hairlessleg.
I snickered.
"When did you--Why is it . ." He stuttered, unable to find the words in his shock. "Who didthis?"
"I did." I admitted unperturbed.
"How?"
"Easy. With a razor."
"But I didn't feel anything . . ."
"Of course not," I addressed flippantly, as though scolding a child. then with a sly grin added: "you were too busy enjoying yourself."
He blushed, the color dancing over his cheeks and small exquisite ears. He looked so cute and so humansitting there in his rose-colored gown (well it was my robe actually, he just happened to be wearing it at the moment)with it's poofy feather boa-like collar and a dark green towel wrapped around his head. Less the gorgeously exotic vampire and more the
innocent school-boy or school-girlfor that matter.
Gabrielle swore somewhere to my left.
Louis craned his neck in order to catch sight of her. "What's wrong?" He
asked, concerned.
"Nothing!" Gabrielle answered a little too quickly. "We're just running out of time, that's all."
Louis frowned, obviously uncomfortable, regarding me shrewdly as if I were keeping something from him.
"Hey!" I protested, backing away with my arms raised. "Ididn't do anything."
He tilted his head and smiled with maddening sweetness. "No, of course not."
Gabrielle was now approaching him with a large bowl of what looked like cool-whip or shaving cream. He shifted uneasily. The fumes making our eyes water.
Gabrielle discarded the towel wrapping his hair, scooping up a large glop of cream bleach in her hand and slapping it down sloppily on his head. He flinched.
"Take it easy on him will you?" I reprimanded between sniffles. God, this stuff was worse than peeling onions!
"Damn it all, Gabby!" Pandora cursed. "How much did you use?" She waved a pale fine-boned hand in the air in front of her face for emphasis.
Gabrielle ignored her and proceeded to lather Louis' hair until it resembled a McDonald's vanilla frozen yogurt cone.
After a few brief minutes, Gabrielle turned to rinse off her hands in the sink.
"I say he'll be ready in . . . oh, about 10 minutes."
"If he livesfor those ten minutes." Pandora countered, rushing to Louis' aid. Louis just happened to be turning a lovely shade of blue, at the moment.
"Of course he'll live." Gabrielle glared at them coldly. "He's a vampire. I'm sure a simple temporary lack of oxygen won't kill him."
'I'll open the windows." I said, rushing to the nearest one.
When I returned (after several coughing and wheezing and sneezing fits) I was greeted by a still gasping but very grateful Louis.
"Thank you." He whispered breathlessly.
"Anytime, sweetie."
He grinned, a slow crooked grin--very toothy and very unsettling. Pandora helped him to his feet (he had collapsed on the floor). In the glow of the lamplight his sweet face looked serene and lovelier than ever. I had to look away.
"Time is up!" Gabrielle announced, shoving poor Louis into the shower stall. He'd barely had enough time to recover. "Must I do everything for you?" Gabrielle scolded, hands on hips.
"C'mon, what are you waiting for? Get naked, pretty-boy."
Louis met her gaze, determined to hide his embarassment. With as much non-chalance as he could muster, he began to shed his robe, handing it to Pandora.
"Remember to wash it alloff. Oh, and don't get it in your eyes." Gabrielle preceded to accost, closing the shower panel.
"You could be a little nicer to him, y'know." I whispered softly. "After all, he could have said no to all this. He's doing usa favor."
Gabrielle smiled lasciviously. "I couldbut . . . I enjoy watching his taut little bottom squirm, don't you?"
Pandora laughed. "she has a point."
"I HEARD THAT!!!" Louis shouted from his steam-filled enclosure.
Gabrielle flushed.
That was a first.
The shower panel opened.
"Hand me a towel, will you? Please?"
I picked one off the floor and gave it to him.
"Thank you."
So polite, so gentlemanly, so completely unselfconscious. He really had no idea how attractive he was.
Slowly, he stepped out of the stall.
We gasped.
His sleek black locks had been bleached completely to snow-white!
"Oh, my God . . . I told you, you used too much . . ."Pandora retaliated.
Louis cast a nervous gaze in my direction as it to say 'what's wrong?'.
He'd always reminded me of a great big jaguar or panther but now . . . now, he looked more like a snow leopard or white tiger, with those slanted, almond-shaped eyes and all those snowy platinum locks.
"Here let me show you . . " I muttered taking his smooth fragrant arm and leading him to the mirror over the marble sink. He hesitated, refusing to meet his reflection.
And then I realized something. Or more to the truth I read it directly from his thoughts.
He hatedgazing at his reflection.
He hatedthe emotions of helplessness and self-loathing it invoked.
When he looked into a mirror, he didn't see his beauty--instead he saw what he couldn't control, a killer, a predator, a murderer.
Oh, Louis . . .
And then, swallowing his sentiment, he turned his attention to it. He stiffened and (much to my utter astonishment)he began to laugh, collapsing into the stool behind him--leaning to stare up at the ceiling as he howled.
Pandora joined him in his merriment. While Gabrielle crossed her arms and smiled indignantly.
I stared at him for a long time.
" I think . . " He gasped, " I think, I'll settle for the reddye."
"I don't think you have much of a choice." Pandora muttered.
Gabrielle handed Pandora a small white bottle. "Here. You do it."
Pandora sighed. "Might as well."
Sick of noxtious fumes, I exited the bathroom and entered Louis' bedroom, making my way to the balcony.
I neededsome fresh air.
I sighed as I was welcomed by a cool breeze, staring up at the stars, picking out familiar constellations--Ursa Major and minor, Cassiopeia, Bernice's hair, Pegasus . . .
The Moon was there, just barely. A slender sickle with a single pallid star beside it. It looked lonely, somehow.
Suddenly a rather large commotion wrenched me from my thoughts. It was Gabrielle and Louis arguing again.
" I am notwearing that thing!" Louis bellowed, pointing belligerently at a skimpy black-lace undergarment Gabrielle held in her hand.
"It's called a thong, Louis."
"I don't care. I'm not wearing it." Louis shook his head stubbornly, arms crossed over his chest, towel set like a turban atop his head. Regal as a Rajah, he looked, or a Sultan--straight off the set of Arabian Nights.
I laughed.
This was too funny.
"Well then, go naked. See if I care." Gabrielle pouted just as stubborn.
"I will then." Louis retorted, sullenly. "I prefer wearing no undergarment at all, than have a piece of string shoved up my ass."
For a concise second--all of us (including Louis) were too startled to speak.
Then Pandora began to laugh. "I think Gabby is rubbing off on you too much." She snickered.
Louis blushed. "I . . I'm sorry. That was inappropriate, especiallyin front of three such beautiful ladies."
Gabrielle grinned. "Don't worry about it. I always suspected you weren't really the prude you like others to believe you are."
She tossed the thong aside. "so much for that."
Louis looked at her with an exaggeratedly wounded expression. "I'm wondering whether I should feel insulted or flattered."
"Take it as you will." Gabrielle mumbled, her voice muffled as she preceded to rummage through our supply bags.
"A-Ha! Here it is." She exclaimed, turning to face us--a corset extended out before her. "Curvature is everything. Never forget that, Louis."
Louis' eyes widened, lips parting as if to protest and then took a step backwards and straight into Pandora's awaiting arms. He struggled for a second, then thought better of it and simply stopped. He knew he was out-numbered and even so he was too weak to stop any of us.
"Now turn around Louis." Gabrielle ordered.
He obeyed.
Gabrielle deftly slipped the corset under his arms, while Pandora gathered the taut muscles of his narrow chest.
"Ready." Pandora assented. "You can start tying him up now."
Gabrielle grimaced as she pulled on the lace strings of the corset, tightening it with excrutiating precision.
"I can't breathe!!" Louis protested. "It's too tight!"
"If you have enough breath to complain, then you have enough breath to breathe properly. So stop fussing." She scolded tightening it further.
"Easy for you to say." Louis grumbled, looking miserable.
"There." Gabrielle muttered, stepping away. "all done . . . now, for the dress."
Louis eyed Gabrielle suspiciously as she moved away from him and back toward the shopping bags. His eyes were so improbably brilliant he looked slightly deranged, his perfect slightly up-turned nose crinkled at the base in disdain.
"Here it is." Gabrielle announced, throwing a red silk garment in his direction. "Put it on." She ordered, her attention never leaving our supplies.
Louis looked to me in the most childishly wretched manner. His whole demeanor seemed to say "help me."
I sighed, striding across the room toward him.
"Lift up your arms . . ."
He obeyed as I gently pulled the gown up and down over his head, smoothing it over his chest and thighs. It was sleek and sheer, very simple yet very sensual. It looked more like a piece of lingerie than a slip dress.
"A-ha! Bingo." Pandora exclaimed. " I found it."
"Here, give it to me." Gabrielle demanded, taking the expensive-looking pashmina fabric from her. Louis automatically went to her without a fuss. He even lifted his arms so she could slip the cloth up over his head without her even telling him.
"Turn around."
Slowly, he pivoted and Gabrielle began to lace him up.
When he turned around again I hardly recognized him.
"Oh, my God . . . we've created a monster." I commented, bewildered.
"Worse," Pandora agreed. "We've created a supermodel."
Gabrielle pulled out an eyeliner pencil from a nearby purse and commenced to outline Louis' eyes with smoky black kohl, deliberately smearing it around the edges for a rather gothic effect. Very gamine and tres mysterieuse. Then she set it aside only to whoop out a mascara wand. Louis' lashes fluttered slightly as she raked the brush across their entire length.
"Alright." She mumbled, tossing the mascara aside as well.
"Purse your lips." She whispered, "Like this . . ." she demonstrated much to Louis' amusement. For a second, I sensed a rather strong attraction between them. I couldn't help feeling jealous.
After a rather awkward pause, Gabrielle finally dotted carmine lip gloss on Louis' lower lip, rubbing it in slowly (tooslowly, if you ask me) before telling him to press his lips together.
Suddenly, anything that even remotely resemble Louis completely disappeared.
Instead, before us now, stood a truly beautiful young woman. Perhaps, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. And what was worse and rather ironic was the fact that it wasn't even a real woman but Louis!! I laughed, admiring our handy-work.
The girl had long, blood-red, spiraled curls and enormous smoky green-eyes which appeared to turn up slightly at the outer corners. Her mouth was heavy-lipped and voluptuous in a most African manner, and when she smiled, I felt as though my own mouth was too small and meager to project anything remotely as ravishing.
Her silver dress only accentuated her every curve and natural beauty, it was tight and ended just above her knees, the bodice appeared inset with revealing red lace, which only drew attention to the small but promising cleavage of her breasts.
My God, what a simple corset can do.
"Amazing" said Pandora, "Stunning" said Gabby, "You look simply delicious Louis darling, Lestat won't be able to resist you" sighed Jesse, kissing him on the cheek.
Louis stood up a little unsteadily on his feet, "Dam I can't be expected to wear these shoes" he said, staring at the high heeled pumps gracing his slender, black stockinged legs. "I will fall over and look ridiculous."
"Come now Louis, you look superb, that dress does wonders for your hips." Jesse giggled as she looked him up and down. "Just one more thing to finish the effect." and she reached up and slipped some blue contact lenses into his eyes, causing him to blink and ruin the makeup with blood tears. "Oh shit" she gasped. "Now we have to fix your blusher."
The three vixens ushered Louis out of the apartment and between them coaxed him down the street to the nightclub they knew was normally frequented by one famous, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, egocentric vampire.ÊÊ Louis hesitated at the door, digging his heels in and refusing to enter. "Come on Louis, in you go. There I can see Lestat over at the bar." said Pandora.
"No, I can't" replied Louis, looking absolutely mortified.
"Yes you can" replied Pandora, and between them they shoved him through the door, giggling as they did so.ÊÊ They watched as Louis walked slowly through the crowd, completely oblivious to the appreciative stares from half of the patrons, the male half. He was just about to reach the bar when he turned and almost ran back to the door. "What's my name? I have to have a name?" he whispered to them, with an almost frightened look on his face.
"Louise" laughed Jesse. 'No that's too close" replied Gabby, "How about Rebecca?"
"Rebecca" replied Louis. "Yes that's a nice name, Rebecca." he turned and began walking over to the bar again, and seating himself at the end opposite to Lestat ordered himself a cocktail He pretended to take delicate little sips, annoyed with the stupid umbrella sticking out of it.Ê Louis raised his eyes slightly to see if Lestat was looking in his direction, but a young woman with very large breasts and long dark hair had sat down next to him. "Dam" Suddenly a hand was on Louis's shoulder and he spun around to see a young man smiling at him. "Would you like to dance?" he asked, with a cute smile on his face. Louis blushed. "No thankyou" and the young man dropped his head and look exceedingly disappointed. "Oh please, you are the most beautiful female in this place tonight." and he put his hand around the small of Louis's back then let it slip slowly down to his buttocks. Louis shoved his hand away in shock, pushed him out of the way, knocking him to the floor as he did and disappeared out the door.
"Louis, er Rebecca, what's the matter?" said Jesse.
"I've got to feed, NOW!" cried Louis, and he ran off into the night.
All three of them watched as Louis took off, wobbling precariously on the high heels, afraid that any second he would tip over. He disappeared from their sight but was followed closely behind by a young man who seemed intent upon reaching the beautiful young woman he so desired. The next person to rush from the club was Lestat. He was going so fast that he did not see Jesse and ran straight into her.
"Jess, what are you doing here?" Then he turned and saw his mother and Pandora lurking in the shadows as well. "Gabrielle, Pandora!! Out for a night on the town are we girls.?" he snickered, and gave Gabby a kiss on the cheek. "Nice to see you mother, it has been ages. By the way did you see a rather delectable creature with red hair and a very slinky dress come out of the club?"
"She went that way." shouted Jess, "Followed by some moron."
"Thanks love." he replied, running off in the direction that Louis has gone.
The three of them gave each other a high five and laughing went into the club themselves for a bit of fun.
Louis by now had travelled a fair distance, but his feet were hurting in the high heels, so he stopped for a minute or two trying to decide whether to go the rest of the way barefooted when the young man from the club came up behind him.
"Why did you run off like that pretty one?" he said to him and pushed Louis back against the wall. Louis was taken aback so he just stood there for a second or two trying to decide whether he would have this man for his supper, when another voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Hmmm what's going on here?" Do you need some assistance sweetheart? Is this buffoon here bothering you?"
It was Lestat, and Louis felt his heart thumping excessively against the tightness of the corset he was wearing. Dam him, he thought, I was just about to have a nice long drink. Boy do I need one at the moment. He was now going to have to continue the pretence, and decided that he would rather have Lestat mauling him than some stranger. Much rather.
"Yes, thank you, this man is bothering me, would you send him on his way please." he said in the best falsetto voice that he could muster.
"With pleasure miss." Lestat replied, and pulled the man roughly off Louis and pushed him into the street.
Lestat then offered the young woman his hand and escorted her back to the club. Lestat was pleased. He had seen her sitting at the end of the bar earlier and was just about to go over to her when some over-ripe young woman accosted him. This one was so beautiful and he wanted to spend a little time with her, perhaps have a bit of slap and tickle later on. Funny though, she did remind him of someone, just couldn't quite place the face. The eyes were the same shape as Louis's, but of course the colour was different. He wished that they were green, he adored green eyes.
Louis was trembling just a little. How was he going to continue this facade, and what if Lestat wanted more than conversation?
As they sauntered back into the club Louis could almost hear a silent cheer go up from the three vixens. Oh boy, were they in for it when this was over. He was already thinking up the most delicious revenge for all of them. Lestat led him over to a private booth and asked Rebecca what she would like to drink.
"A martini, please, very dry no olive." he answered, then wondered where the hell that came from. Must have been from one of the old videos he had been watching lately. Lestat looked at her strangely, but complied with the request, coming back with two identical glasses.
"That's an old fashioned drink sweetheart, but never mind, if that is what you would like then that is what I will get for you."
They both just sat there pretending to sip their drinks when Louis felt Lestat's hand on his knee, then drifting up further. Oh merde, he had to stop this now, so he pushed his hand away feigning modesty. Lestat just smiled, knowing that sooner or later this sweet little thing would succumb to his powers of seduction. Lestat then put his arm around him and began to nibble on his neck, then his mouth slid up to his lips and he began to kiss him deeply, his tongue probing and his hands running up and down his back.
Louis's overwhelming desire for his maker was brimming to the surface and he was just about to let on his little secret, when they were interrupted by a voice he knew only too well.
"Who have we here?" said Armand.
Lestat left Louis's luscious lips and turned to the imp with fire in his eyes. "None of your dammed business scumbag." he replied. But of course Armand was not going to be put off by such petty retorts, and sat down in the booth opposite Louis.
Louis was not sure whether to feel relieved or pleased at this interruption, but decided to continue being a lovely young woman and greeted Armand with a flutter of his eyelids and a come to bed smile.
Next thing Louis knew, Armand's fingers were running up the inside of his legs.
We watched quietly, snickering as Louis was yet again being felt up by none other than Armand. Louis trembled a little, smiling sheepishly and deftly directing Armand's inquisitive hand away from his lap.
"That's my boy." Gabrielle chirped beside me.
I touched his mind lightly, sensing a flicker of something like annoyance.
My God, Lestat was already trying to cope anotherfeel.
Something suddenly snapped in Louis' sea-blue eyes.
"That is it!!" He shouted, shooting up from his stool and clutching his silver sequined hand-bag protectively against his chest. "I am sick and tired of being probed and poked at as if I were a piece of merchandise!"
And at that he half-ran, half-walked towards the darker recesses of the club in a flurry of cork-screw curls, Lestat and Armand staring open-mouthed after him.
"Shit." I murmured, rushing after him.
He hesitated a little before pushing open the door to the womensrestroom.
I waited a minute or two before following. When I entered, I found him leaning against the marble sink, staring into the mirror yet seeing nothing.
A young pale-faced girl, he appeared.
"Are allmen like that?" He asked softly. "I mean, I never really noticed but . . ."
I laughed,"Of course not." I whispered. "You'renot, are you?"
He turned to face me, cheeks aflame, eyes bright with laughter.
"You know, seeing myself now, like this, well its very easy to forget . . . easy to believe I'm another person." She smiled, a stranger with a pouting mouth, Louis swallowed up within her. You'd never guess it was him. Rebecca with her long bird-of-Paradise hair, exquisite maquillage, and expensive clothing.
"I know exactlyhow you feel." I whispered, closing my eyes, shutting her out.
When I opened them again, I was startled to find him directly in front of me. And in that moment, I was able to see behind the tinted lenses and into his dark bottle-green eyes, the dim lighting shadowing his red-hair to black once again. He wound his arm around my waist, his dress crinkling like dry leaves as I felt his taut lean muscle beneath it. He was sobeautiful. The make-up somehow did not seem out of place, rather it gave him a sort of eerie, otherworldly prettiness.
"Jesse . . . oh, Jesse . . ." He whispered, "So very lovely . . ."
He bowed his head, lips hovering over mine. My heart leapt to my throat.
oh, my God, he's actually going to kiss me!
"Come on! What's taking you two so long?!"
Louis jumped back several feet, looking very jittery and nervous. The mood broken, whatever intimacy we would have shared now slipped like water between our fingers.
I turned to glare at Gabrielle.
She smiled back, a little toosmugly.
why, the little tramp! She interrupted us deliberately!
I was going to kill her, rip her limb from limb.
Ignoring me, she turned her attention to Louis.
"Oh, Lestat wanted me to tell you that he'd like to do a little apologizing."
Louis nodded, adjusting his earrings and smoothing the bodice of the dress.
"Ah, well, the show mustgo on." He muttered, his tone casual but his eyes intense as searchlights as he fixed them on her.
"Jesse?"
"Yes?" I growled, still angry at her.
"Daniel's here for you. He's waiting along with the others."
My mood immediately brightened. "Daniel?!" I squeaked, excitedly.
Gabrielle rolled her eyes. "Do I hear an echo in here?"
Louis giggled, once again transformed into Rebecca. "Well, let's go say hello, shall we?" She said with a suggestive tilt of her hips.
Louis could see Lestat, Armand and Daniel standing over by the bar, they were chatting with a very flirtatious Pandora. He tried to push his chest er bosom out and walked as elegantly as he could across the floor. He could hear Jesse and Gabby giggling behind him.
Just as he was about to reach the little huddle of vamps, Daniel took off towards him. Lestat turned around a little too slowly and went to grab him to pull him back but Danny was too quick. Louis smiled at the frustrated look on Lestat's face, and subconsciously winked at Danny as he held out his hand for him.
"Don't go over to those over-sexed freaks my lovely one. I hear they have been molesting you?" he said to Louis, with a very cheeky grin on his face. "My name's Daniel, would you care to dance with me.?"
Louis, er Rebecca, took Daniel's hand and began to sway with him to the music. He made sure that Daniel's gyrating hips did not come too close to a certain part of his anatomy, in case he twigged at his little secret. Out of the corner of his eye Louis could see both Lestat and Armand fuming. They both thought, of course that this beautiful creature would desire them above all others. Well Louis was going to show them a thing or two.
The other girls came over now to stand next to the jilted males, but Jesse's smile had disappeared. This wasn't supposed to happen, she thought, Daniel was here for her not Rebecca. Now both of the men she lusted after were dancing together. Dam!!
They all watched in awe at the little performance that Louis/Rebecca was giving. Rebecca was swinging her slim hips and bringing his arms seductively around Daniel's neck, giving him the most sensous looks. Her lips were in a permanent pout, and those blue eyes were smouldering under the sexy red curls that fell softly over her face. As Daniel brought his arms around her, she melted at his touch, allowing him to nibble her earlobes and feather kisses across her cheeks.
When the music ceased, however, Louis pulled away from him, not wanting this to go any further. He almost laughed out loud at the sullen look in Daniel's face. Lestat and Armand trundled over and both tried to shove Daniel out of the way, bickering and snarling at each other.
"Boys, boys, I will not spend time with any of you if you are going to behave like children." Rebecca sniped at them, and turning on her spike heels walked back towards the girls.
Jesse had a pleased look on her face again as Louis smiled at her and gave her a little peck on the cheek. "Wow you were sensational out there." whispered Pandora in his ear, with just a little flick of her tongue. Louis pulled back wiping it with his hand. Gabby had her hand on his butt and she squeezed just a little. "Yes Louis darling, you looked so sexy."
Louis was coughing and spluttering with embarrassment, and was about to try and walk away when he saw Lestat, Armand and Daniel heading in his direction again. Oh God, they all bloody want my body now.
Jesse to the rescue. She grabbed Louis's hand and pulled him away from them all. "Where are we going Jess?" he said to her, as he found himself outside in the alleyway behind the club. "Just getting you away from all the groping hands." she giggled.
"Merci!" Louis replied, "It was getting a little hot in there wasn't it."
Louis looked down at her, those smouldering green eyes, just like his, that sensous mouth, just begging to be kissed. He leant down and let his mouth touch hers just for a second. They pulled back and stared into each other's eyes.
Then their lips joined together again, only this time deeply, lingering, and their hands began to run up and down each other's backs. They were both moaning as Louis pushed her back against the wall and bent his head down to kiss her soft breasts. She brought her slender hand slowly down to his thigh then let it creep up under his dress, touching his penis gently, then beginning to rub just a little more.
"Shit! What's going on here?" it was Daniel's voice, and they both looked up startled to see a very surprised look on his face.
"Hmmmmm! What's that you have down there Rebecca?" he said eyeing off Louis bulging organ, that was just peeping out from under the now hitched up dress.
Louis hastilly tried to cover himself up, and Jesse jumped, trying to tidy her hair and to look anywhere but at Daniel.
Daniel walked over to Louis and ran his fingers over his face, staring into his eyes, that were watering a little. One of the contact lenses had slipped slightly revealing one very emerald iris.
"Shit, well I'll be, LOUIS!!"
(Artemis's bit)
Louis simply smiled, a slow loopy grin that let you know he'd spent a lifetime being loved and lusted after by everyone he'd ever met. No one could look at him and not believe the world would give him whatever he wanted. None of us. Not Lestat, not Daniel, not me, not even Gabriellefor all her notoriously glacial facade.
"Surprise?" He whispered in a husky female contralto, pursing those enticing lips seductively as he rounded the vowels.
"My God . . . " Daniel murmured, eyes wide with utter disbelief. "You couldn't--that's not--it can't . . . "
He fell silent again, his hand moving to touch the red silk lace peeking out from the silvery bodice inset of Louis' dress; his eyes brilliant pools of amethyst light as he stared at Louis' er Rebecca small cleavage. How handsome he looked in his faded chinos and blue funnel-necked sweater.
"Louis?" He repeated again, still as incredulous as before.
"In the flesh." Rebecca answered promptly, tilting her head in my direction so that our eyes met, and again I saw a flicker of desire in them.
And the awful truth was, despite Daniel's overpowering presence, I couldn't help but ache for Louis, for the vaulting thrusts of his cock, for its promised violence as it would impale and soothe the throbbing void between legs.
And right now, I'd just about had enough of stupid interruptions. It took all my strength to restrain myself and keep from shoving Louis against the wall and preceding to fuck the daylights out of him as I'd intended to all night.
Oh, but he was sucha tease!
Such delicious sadistic torture it was merely to look at him.
Lestat was downright selfish for keeping him all to himself.
"I can't waitto tell the others!" Daniel exclaimed finally, breaking away from Rebecca's slanted, narrow gaze and rushing towards the infamous back door from whence we'd all come.
"Oh no, you don't!" I shouted, using all my preternatural strength and speed to catch hold of him. I wasn't Maharet's child for nothing.
Daniel spun around, his eyes fixing on mine. At first he looked amused, even a little bewildered, but then his expression gave way to something much, much darker: jealousy, anger, lust . . .
"Thereyou are my lovely little witch. I'd forgotten all about you . . ." His fingers crept up to the hem of my camisole, tugging at the remaining ribbons until they fell away to reveal my breasts. I made no move to conceal myself. I would not let myself admit to feeling at all uncomfortable and giving him the pleasure of knowing it. It was raw defiance, really.
He touched one slender digit to my chin and tilted my head back, bowing his head as if he meant to kiss me but instead he gathered me closer against himself, his arm winding around my back. He kissed the tops of my breasts, pressing his lips against the fresh bruises Louis had left there.
I sighed, imagining it was Louis teasing me, kissing me roughly.
Oh, all right, I admit it!! I was head over heels infatuated with the guy. I mean who wouldn't be? I love Daniel, I really do, but I couldn't help feeling the way I did for Louis.
He withdrew.
"I see you've been keeping yourself busy, so how far did you get? And how long has this been going on ? hmmm? . . ."
I opened my mouth to begin to argue, I mean, what about him? The whole dance scenario he'd played out with Rebeccaon the dance floor?! And what's worse right in frontof me! At least Ihad the decency to hidethe fact that I was deviating to cheat on him.
"Not that I blame you, if this has been going on ever since we'd started going out . . ." He continued. "I understand your reason for secrecy--I mean--if Lestatever found out . . . " He laughed, throwing his head back in a mass of ash-blonde waves.
I smiled, reminded once again why I loved him so much. He was just as beautiful as Louis, in his own way.
But there was something about Louis that I couldn't help but gravitate towards. It was that very something which everyoneseemed helpless to resist. A sort of foreign exoticism that was nothing short of stunning. I mean, lookat him!
Who else in the entire world had cheekbones like that!
And those eyes . . . let's not forget those eyes . . .
And that mouth! Such thick, kissable lips . . .
Then add to it a completely unselfconscious Victorian gentlemanliness and Voila!!!
You've lost your soul.
Of course, there areother equally beautiful men in the world. Daniel and Lestat, for instance. But they're--how can I put it?--stereotypical American heart-throbs. Like Brad Pitt. Very clean-cut and testosterone-pumped. Louis on the other hand . . . well, with his lanky, hippiebuild and shy demeanour, he reallydid not fit the mould.
He looked more like a brooding young poet, you'd find in some smoky goth club somewhere. He had the dark-haired, pallid, pouty look down cold. Hell, he probably created it.
He was like heroin, once you've had a taste of him you couldn't help but hunger for more. And not being able to havehim right here and nowwas literally giving me withdrawal symptoms.
There came a faint scuffling sound behind me, Daniel and I both turned to face it, distracted for the moment.
Rebeccastood at the foot of the stairs a few feet away from us. Her hair wild, her eyes lidded. In one hand she held a pair of spiked heels, with the other she beckoned to Daniel. I could feel the old jealousy rising.
Daniel deliberately pushed past me, looking very much like a nervous virgin groom on his wedding night.
Rebecca smiled wryly, her slanted eyes blazing through all her dishevelled curls. Beneath the crimelights, her skin took on the golden hue of honey, and her lips looked just as exquisitely touchable--thick and red and lush--ripe for the kissing.
"You really don't mean to tell Lestat and Armand anything, do you?" She questioned, her voice soft and delicate as velvet.
"Depends." Daniel shrugged, clearly uncomfortable.
"On what?" Rebecca's hand rose to rest on his shoulder. I hadn't seen her move to touch him, and apparently neither did Daniel. He jumped, then shook his head, frowning and looking directly at Rebecca then peering into the darkness behind her as if searching for someone.
"On what?" She repeated again, her tone suddenly exasperated: she might have wasted hours on talking to him, instead of minutes.
"On what I get in return, that's what." Daniel replied with a sly grin.
Rebecca smiled, playing with a lock of Daniel's hair and leaning forward so that her lips came to hover above his own. "You can have anything you please." She whispered, huskily.
"Really?" Daniel taunted, raising his eyebrows in mock innocence. "Anything?"
"And everything . . ." She ended in a sexy throaty voice.
(Addie's bit)
I gulped when I saw Daniel looking at Rebecca the way he was, his eyes so full of lust. Dam them, I wasn't going to get left out of this little tryst. I stepped up to them, realising that my breasts were still open to the air and jiggling about just a little. I blushed slightly when I saw both of their eyes staring at my chest.
I pulled my camisole together and they both sighed. Shit, I wanted them both, and they both knew it. In the second it took me to cover myself they had both delved into my dirty little mind and seen the picture I had of the two of them naked and doing wonderful things to me.
They turned back to each other for a second or two.
"No what was that you were saying Lou.....um er......Rebecca, anything and everything."
"You heard." Rebecca whispered to him, letting her luscious red pouty so sexylips caress his cheek.
I actually heard Daniel gulp, and his whole body began to quiver. "Remember me." I said to them both and I was gifted with the most glorious smiles from them both.
"Of course Jesse darling." crooned Daniel, and Rebecca put her arms around me.
"I get to choose, right, Rebecca. I get to choose what I want from you?" said Daniel.
'Me too, Daniel, I'm in on this as well." I said to him, letting my hand linger for a couple of seconds on his tight butt.
"COOL!!" he whooped, and grabbed us both by the hands and began to tug us back through the club and towards the front door. As we flip flopped behind Daniel I could see Gabby and Pandora giving me the eye, and they furiously probed my mind to discover what was happening.
He twigged, dammitI flashed to them. We'll be back as soon as we fulfil a couple of his fantasies
I saw them both giggle, then I spied Lestat and Armand glaring at us. tough tittiesI said to them both and cringed a little when I saw the looks of anger and frustration on their faces. Gabby and Pandora defused the situation however by sidling up to them and taking their attention off the little trio now exiting the club.
Whew!! I thought to myself, to have both of them angry and jealous was a little more than my immortal heart could stand. I kept glancing behind me expecting at any second to see a blonde haired brat and a red haired imp chasing us down the street, but I received one further message from Pandora. Its all under control Jesse darling. We'll keep these two amused for a while, have fun
Daniel was bundling us into his red porsche. Of course I was the one who had to squeeze into the pathetic excuse for a back seat, and Rebecca got to sit next to Daniel. He was even rubbing her knee up and down with his hand as he drove off.
"Where are we going" I said into Daniel's ear, letting my tongue flick in and out a couple of times.
He went to push my hand away, but then had second thoughts and grabbed it pulling me almost onto his lap so that my hand was touching the bulge in his tight pants. "You'll see Jesse, sweetheart, there is something we need to do first." he laughed.
I pulled my hand back again, afraid that he would lose concentration completely and would crash. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the look in Louis's eyes, and gleaned a flash from his mind of the two of us naked and cavorting on the floor. OooooohI flashed back and his amazingly beautiful smile lit up the night.
After a few more minutes I found myself being pulled out of the car and pushed into a tattoo and piercing parlour. what the hell.
"You did say anything, didn't you?" Daniel questioned, as he grabbed Rebecca by the wrists and pulled her into a back room. I followed of course, they definitely weren't going to have all the fun. I saw Daniel talking quietly to the young man with the piecing gun in his hand and wondered why his face lit up.
"Rebecca (Louis) by now, was beginning to look a little apprehensive. "Sit down and open those delectable lips of yours Rebecca." said Daniel. "This won't hurt.....well not much anyway."
"Wha....what are you going to do?" Rebecca warbled softly, her voice a little shaky now.
"Just shut-up and poke your tongue out as far as it will go." said the young man, "Come on, I'm sure it will come out further than that." (I was suretoo, at least I was hoping it would)
I watched in fascination as he leant over Rebecca, then with a quick flick of his wrist a shiny stud was implanted right in the middle of her tongue. Rebecca jumped a little when the gun snapped, and so did I. Daniel was licking his lips. When I thought of how that little stud was going to feel when Louis ran his tongue over my breasts, then when he...
"JESSE!" laughed Daniel. "Such thoughts."
I glared at him, and he blew me a kiss, then I watched as he slowly unzipped his fly. I think my eyes were about to fall out when he pulled his penis out and sat down on the chair where Rebecca had been a few seconds earlier.
He fingered himself and for a second or two all of us ceased to breath. The young man with the piercing gun was trembling a little, Rebecca had gone a pretty shade of pink, and I think I was about to come in my knickers.
I had to sit down, and Rebecca sensing my distress came over and held my hand. "It's all right Jesse, it won't hurt much." he said with an extremely wicked grin on his face.
"Shit Rebecca, I wasn't worried about him." I laughed back at him.
Daniel gripped the arms of the chair as the young man gingerly picked up his now quite enlarged penis and held it tenderly in his left hand, then with his right hand still shaking just a little brought the gun down to the tip. "Are you sure about this?" he said to Daniel, who just nodded and squeezed his eyes shut.
If I thought how sexy Rebecca's tongue was going to be, I almost passed out at the thought of Daniel's penis.
"Jesse, its your turn love," said Daniel, wiping a little blood off his organ and slipping it back into his trousers. "What would you like to have pierced, belly button, nipple maybe.?"
"Well.... um... I hadn't thought......" I mumbled, and found myself being pushed down into the chair. Daniel leant over me and slowly opened my camisole again. He touched my quivering breasts then said to the young man, "I think a ring in each nipple would be good, eh Jesse?"
TBC ...