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The Clubbing Cannibal
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Out by herself, killer black dress sheathed on her flesh, white dress won't do, shows the blood. Filling the club with her icy presence, away from her Daddy's stupid laywer, none of her newfound friends around to keep her at bay. Dua Lipa's 'Levitating' song killing it on the dance floor, not her demon angel bestie or her pretty wolf or her cutie ghostly desire. All by herself, gaze flying across manly faces of the David Gandy's and the Ryan Reynolds that desire her so much, to take her for a ride, all too lock her up at the end.
Dua Lipa, 'Levitating', such killer lyrics with a rising disco-pop beat that gets her bod moving towards the bar to get her tasty gin. Dua Lipa's British, reminds her of home, where the unknown pretty horror was first conceived centuries ago. Taking the glass in hand, her icy touch making her drink more icy, she moves her motherly cracked hips towards the handsome boys on the floor. Losing herself in the lyrics and the sounds of Dua Lipa's music.
Getting closer, every wiggle of her hips and movements of her feet, takes her seductiveness closer to the boys. The pretty boys, slipping her tongue across the rim of her glass, playing her eyes seductively and almost lovingly to theirs, she reaches them and waits. She doesn't have to wait long. They come to her, their hard bods molding with hers, moving with hers, she slowly looks up into their eyes with a smile. Levitating higher, this one's tall, her gaze finding what's gonna sate her hunger. She smiles, gin in her glass in her hand almost empty. She wants more.
-If you wanna run away with me, I know a galaxy
And I can take you for a ride
I had a premonition that we fell into a rhythm
Where the music don't stop for life
Glitter in the sky, glitter in my eyes
Shining just the way I like
If you're feeling like you need a little bit of company
You met me at the perfect time You want me, I want you, baby
My sugarboo, I'm levitating
The Milky Way, we're renegading
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating
You, moonlight, you're my starlight (you're the moonlight)
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating I believe that you're for me, I feel it in our energy
I see us written in the stars
We can go wherever, so let's do it now or never, baby
Nothing's ever, ever too far
Glitter in the sky, glitter in our eyes
Shining just the way we are
I feel like we're forever, every time we get together
But whatever, let's get lost on Mars You want me, I want you, baby
My sugarboo, I'm levitating
The Milky Way, we're renegading
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating
You, moonlight, you're my starlight (you're the moonlight)
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating (woo) You can fly away with me tonight
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm levitating (woo) You can fly away with me tonight
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo) My love is like a rocket, watch it blast off
And I'm feeling so electric, dance my arse off
And even if I wanted to, I can't stop
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My love is like a rocket, watch it blast off
And I'm feeling so electric, dance my arse off
And even if I wanted to, I can't stop
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You want me, I want you, baby
My sugarboo, I'm levitating
The Milky Way, we're renegading I got you (yeah), moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you all night (all night), come on, dance with me
I'm levitating (woo) You can fly away with me tonight (tonight)
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (take you for a ride)
I'm levitating (woo) You can fly away with me tonight (tonight)
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (let me take you for a ride) I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight (you are my starlight)
I need you all night, come on, dance with me (come on, dance with me, baby)
I'm levitating
You, moonlight, you're my starlight (you're the moonlight)
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating-
The dancing's hot. Flesh on flesh. A cold heated sweat makes her flawless flesh glisten. It's night, there's a pale full moon, with this kind of creature of the night's got a certain way of feeding. Her mind focuses on the lyrical words of moonlight, starlight, levitating, and flying. Then about love, you're the one for me, let me take you for a ride.
That part makes her smile, makes her amp up her seduction, makes her dive deeper into this tasty boy in front of her who's moving so good against her. Take you for a ride. Take me for a ride. Love, love, love, love.
How Blake does it, it's quite unique, very special, so intimate, and forever and ever and unbreakable even from those pure and good hero types that come to her realm to try and save.
Vampires can't help their hunger. Her pretty wolf friend can't help her hunger. Her vampire wolf goddess divine that somehow, someway, Blake can just get those pretty dark eyes to linger, can't help her hunger.
The cannibalistic horror that Daddy and that stupid lawyer of Daddy's that's tried to hide and covers up the mess takes her bite near the song's end. Her dark, handsome stud of a dance partner's just right, nice and tall, her mouth tucking in quite nice. One bite, that's all she needs, fresh meat and flowing blood. See, that's why she wears black at clubs.
The song ends and it takes a moment for one to notice. None of her friends and school chums are here, she's either shunned them or been shunned by them, and most of her high school friends are dead, murdered by her and her bestie that one time. Maybe a member of one of the demonic and demon families are at the club, maybe not. With Blake's, it's really the women in her line that are demon. Blake's the only one. Her mother died giving birth to her.
Blake's an heiress of a vast industrial empire and fortune from her father, so maybe the Paparazzi's here.
Her dark, handsome stud of a dance partner got distracted by her icy, cold heated lips, melted all of a sudden from a kiss. Can't scream, maybe she bit too deep, maybe she's got magic going on. Hot blood filling her mouth, dripping down to her gullet, her tongue salivating, and her jaw clenches. An inhuman growl that can only come from a human that's de-evolved and turned on it's own kind without the touch of lycanthrope or vampirism is quite muffled by the mouthful of bloody meat. She's wet and moaning from the taste.
Must've bitten into an artery, must've taken a bigger chunk of meat, cause a hot spray just hit her in the face like an early blow of spunk from a man that can't control after a very inhuman tug of her clenched teeth. There's a scream that attracts Blake's demonic milky whites towards a Ryan Reynolds look-a-like that's gonna be her forever and ever next, right after this one. All the doors mysteriously shut and lock with the magic that Blake's got going on.
It took longer than Blake thought for her screaming, girlie-sounding next beau to notice. Chewing, drinking, swallowing, and feeling all that blood, it gets the attention of all the clubbers. By that time, her tall stud she took a bite out of fell to the dance floor. Dying.
Screams turn her on, works out that meat, gets that blood going. They go for the exits. Oh, my pretty boos, I'm pregnant tonight. Mama needs to feed. Screams, so much screams, giving into her cravings, barely even sating her hunger that she's not utterly afraid of. They all die, and in their deaths, her necromantic children are born. Well, gotta throw some new demons in the mix. Guess how?
It's past MIDNIGHT. Blake's covered in blood. See? That's why she goes with the black dress. Oh look, her father's stupid lawyer actually followed her here. He doesn't look so well. Blake Knight, covered in blood and meat, moves towards this prick that won't leave her alone. Daddy's lawyer's got lots to do to cover this up. Don't worry, the Paparazzi WAS here. They're dead now.
When she passes him by, Blake gives this stupid prick a grin, an inhuman sound of her voice in his ear.
"I'm keeping you alive for a reason, and my father too."
Blake moves to the exit, a unique kind of creature of the night, sated.
For now.
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