Senses Aflame, a Big Wolf on Campus fanfic

Warning: This chapter gets a bit racy.

Chapter One

Lilah couldn't believe it. After so long, after years of torment and anguish, he was finally gone. It had been a whole week since she had seen him, and she couldn't believe her luck. Maybe it really was true, maybe she was finally free. Jake was dead. "So long, brother," she whispered to the still and silent air around her. Even though she was still stuck in the cell he had locked her in, she smiled, truly happy for the first time in her life. No more whippings, no more studying twenty hours a day, no more beating if she didn't know everything he had taught her, no more blood loss. "Free... I'm finally free... I'm free!" She whooped with joy and jumped into the air, pumping her fist into the air. Jake wasn't there to make her life hell, and his other vampire friends would probably ignore her now. At least, she hoped they would, she didn't fancy living the rest of her life as an overworked, abused blood source. She was done with that; sixteen years was enough.

Her cell door creaked open behind her. She whirled around, her heart beating in frantic terror -- but it was only Peter. He was the nicest of the group, always secretly bringing her gifts when Jake wasn't looking, and he always drank the least, probably less than a cup. She started to smile, but it faded when she got a good look at him. He was shaking, and his eyes were darker than they'd ever been, which meant that he hadn't had blood in a while. "Peter?" As soon as his name left her mouth, he lunged and pinned her to the ground, his lips crushed painfully against hers as his hands gripped places they shouldn't and his hips ground against hers. Lilah tried to scream, she tried to push him off, but he was too strong. Not only that, but she was far weaker than usual, and that was saying something. She had never been strong, but now, after a week without food or drink, she was completely powerless.

As he shoved his tongue in her mouth, she cried. She knew plenty about vampires, -- after all, Jake was one -- and she knew that when they hadn't fed in a while, not only did the bloodlust get stronger, but so did the human side of lust. And here she thought Peter had come to save her. No, he had come because he knew where the closest human girl was, and needed to follow his primary and predatory instincts. Then suddenly, she was alone. She sat up, still crying in fear and a horrible anticipation. Oh, there he is... He was pushing himself against the wall farthest from her, cringing as he avoided looking at her. "Lilah..." He started in a hoarse and low voice, one that was obviously struggling to contain his lustful vampiric instincts, "I didn't mean to do that to you, you know me. I wouldn't intentionally hurt you." Lilah slowly stood on shaky legs, tears slowly stopping as she replied in a weak voice, "I know..."

"I... I came because you need my help. And because I'm starving and I'm trying to keep a low profile. The rest of the clique, your brother included, were murdered by this strange group... one of which is a strong and powerful werewolf."

Despite the fact that she felt bad for Peter, she couldn't stop the huge grin from spreading across her face. "Thank God Jake's finally dead."

He ignored this little quip and continued on. "If you let me drink from you, enough to fill me, then I'll make sure you can have a more normal life. You'll go to high school, you'll have your own fully-paid-for apartment, and I'll even get you a good job. I can't protect you from the cruelty of humans, but I can make sure you won't be used as a blood source anymore. Just... I need to feed."

This was too much to hope for. She knew about bullies, but she didn't even care if they targeted her. They couldn't be any worse than Jake. "I'll do it," Then, as an afterthought, "Please make sure you don't kill me..." He was right in front of her now, his hand cupping her cheek. "It's okay, I'll be gentle." Despite the reassurance, she was afraid it might be like when he had lost control not even three minutes before. His eyes flashed as he fought against himself to keep from acting on the human lust as well, but he lost. He kissed her openmouthed again, but this time it didn't hurt. She was slowly being pushed into a corner where she couldn't escape even if she wanted to. She winced as she felt her heart speed up in that oh-so-familiar terror, knowing that he heard it and could smell her blood as her body got hotter through the adrenaline fighting to make her run.

Lilah squeezed her eyes shut as he moaned and his hands started roaming. She really didn't like it, but he always kept his promises, and he promised she would have a better life if she let him do this. His hand slowly reached up her shirt, she gasped, and he made out with her more fervently and strongly as her heart beat faster and faster. One of his hands was gripping her rear and the other was under her bra, feeling her in places she never wanted to be touched. Then he finally lowered his lips to her neck, and she didn't know if she should be relieved he'd stopped groping her or if she should be terrified she was about to lose three pints of blood. She didn't have time to think as his fangs sunk into her neck and he started to suck the blood out of her. It used to hurt horribly, but now that she was used to being bitten and losing blood, it only hurt a little. She figured out she was supposed to dread it as his hips crashed into hers and he dry humped her, completely losing control. She started to cry again when he stopped sucking only to take off her shirt. Then he was back in her neck again, sucking away gleefully as he unhooked her bra and slid it off of her. She choked on her own sob.

She didn't think she'd ever squeezed her eyes shut as hard as she was doing right now, but she couldn't help it. She was absolutely terrified and even more uncomfortable. She felt the blood flow from her neck stop, then she screamed from a new kind of pain as he bit down on her breast. This hurt worse than the neck bites! Then he stopped again, this time to use his fangs to cut her jeans off of her. She sobbed pathetically as she stood there in just her shoes and panties while a psychotic version of Peter dragged his fangs up her thigh, getting way too close to that spot that she wanted to remain untouched forever. She just collapsed onto the ground as he slowly licked the blood trail, going all the way up to one inch from her panties where the wound stopped. She wailed loudly in misery when he started sucking on her breast and one of his hands was groping the other one and his free hand kept trailing up and down her leg. Then he was kissing her again, both of his hands molesting her. This time he bit down on her tongue and sucked on it to get the blood. I should not have agreed to this! I knew he might lose control, but I stupidly went along with it anyway.

He sunk his fangs into the other side of her neck and drank deeply, without any sexual interruptions this time. The only thing Lilah felt as she drifted into unconsciousness was sweet relief.

When she woke up, she was redressed and in her brother's bed (he had always made her sleep on the floor). "I'm sorry," Was the first thing she heard from the boy who came very close to raping her. She sat up and looked over at him. He was sitting in a chair beside her bed, hands folded in his lap and the guiltiest expression on his face. "Peter..."

"Lilah, I swear to you, if I hadn't been so desperate, so hungry, I would not have done that to you. I'm so, so sorry. I'll explain it if you want me to, and if you want me to leave now, I understand." He looked down with sad, guilty eyes as he awaited her response. Lilah couldn't believe how sincere he was. She knew how he really was, and she knew the bloodlust drove him to the brink, but she couldn't fathom how anyone could find her sexually attractive, much less a vampire. So she had just figured it was the bloodlust that made him attack her like that, he was probably completely disgusted right now. She knew she would be. "Please explain then," She answered quietly.

He sighed in what she assumed was relief and looked at her again. "You already know all about the lust, but what you didn't know was that I've always been attracted to you." Her eyes widened as he continued, "I think I lost control like I did because subconsciously, I've always wanted you. I'm sorry, but I just... I like you so much, you're such a sweet girl, Lilah, and you're smart to boot. Even I wouldn't be able to handle the intense education plan Jake forced you through. But I'm really, really sorry I...molested you..." As he winced and looked away, Lilah leaped out of bed and onto his lap, hugging him with all her might. She could tell he was completely surprised, but it didn't take long for him to hold her and pull her close to him.

"I have everything you need ready... You've been out for three days, I thought I'd killed you. But at least I got everything ready, right? And I already got you enrolled in the local high school, and I got you a nice apartment and I got you a job as a book store owner. I've already fully stocked the shop, and I got you a bank account with one hundred thousand in it, and a credit card. And I got you a small car, one that will go unnoticed because I know that's what you want, and I already fully furnished your apartment and I'm so, so sorry," Lilah leaned back to stare at him in awe as he gushed everything out in one breath. "I mean it, Lilah, I'm really sorry, so much so that after you're settled, I'm leaving for good," She had never seen him so open, honest, and excruciatingly awkward. "So can I please kiss you goodbye? I love you, and I'll never see you again. I'm so sorry I did that to you..." He wouldn't quit apologizing.

"Thank you for everything," She said, meaning every word. She placed a chaste kiss on his lips and got off of him. She really did feel bad for him, he was obviously head over heels for her (though she couldn't begin to imagine why), but she just didn't feel that way about him. "Thank you for making it possible for me to be a little bit normal, I really appreciate it," Even though you practically raped me for payment. He hugged her close to him one last time, kissed her forehead, and disappeared. When she looked around the room, she found a small stack of papers on the dresser, with a plastic card on the top. She smiled after she looked through it. She'd do just fine.

I know, I know, it was horribly written. I tried, and that's what matters.

And in case you didn't figure it out, Jake was the vampire that bit Merton.

Flames are for bullies (f a g g o t s.)

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