This story is a Del Fantasma. I’m hoping that sometime soon, I’ll get a chance to work on it more. LMAO
The red-headed fey woman stepped through the door of the bar, knowing that if there was anywhere she could get laid, this would be the place to find him. Yes, him, though them wouldn’t be bad either. Granted she didn’t mind a woman once in a while, but gods be damned, she needed a cock but bad. As the luscious decor caught her attention, Maeyla grinned. Only one man would have the audacity to decorate a paranormal bar with pictures from the early days of film. One picture in particular stopped her dead. It was one where Bela Lugosi and Lon Chaney Jr. stood together as Dracula and the Wolfman. The bartender had a scene of humour, among other things in his repertoire. She hoped he was at the top of his game otherwise she’d bring him to his knees.
Sauntering towards the bar, she stopped when she saw the owner. They say that he was beyond finicky now in his tastes when it came to romance and more. But she knew he was more than that. But now wasn’t the time to play nice. It was time to get what she wanted—which was for him to work only a portion of his mojo. “Cody, darling, do me a favour–find me someone to screw or so help me, you’re gonna have a riot on your hands.” She spoke clearly, allowing her soft voice to carry with every sexual nuance she could weight it with.
The tall vampire came out from behind the bar, shaking his head. “Darling, you know how I feel about women like you being so bold.”
Maeyla chuckled and kissed the corner of Cody’s lips. “You had no problem with that night a while back.” She enjoyed the warning look the vampire gave her, reinforcing that she was one of a select few who knew a bit more about him than most.
He kissed the palm of her hand, sending a frisson of desire through her body. “That was different and you know why. Why do you need to be laid so badly?”
She allowed him to direct her to a slightly darkened corner of the bar, ensconcing her away from everyone else. Cody was protective of her. Had been since the day they met when his vampire fangs had first taken root, pushing out his original teeth. “Because when people learn I am the Tooth Fairy, they don’t see me as a sexual needy woman but as a kid’s fairy. I’ve not had anyone since…” she paused, thinking just how long it had been. “…not since that night where you watched me and Yamir go at it in the dungeons.”
One brow of Cody’s lifted. “That long? Shit, Mae. Why have you waited this long?” He slid a fuchsia coloured drink to her. “It’s called Open Up and Say Aaah, in your honor.”
She sipped it carefully, letting the alcohol heighten her neediness this night. Alcohol rarely affected her deeply, but tonight she let down her natural guards to allow the alcohol to do its thing to her.
“Oh, this is good. I never meant to wait so long. But refer to earlier comment. When people find out that you’re the freaking Tooth Fairy, they don’t want to screw with that. They want a sexy Seelie or Unseelie Fey. They don’t really see who I am and what I am.” Maeyla glanced around at the bar, noting the various vampires, shifters, and mortals within the place. “I need to take the edge off, Cody. I know you. I know what you can do. I’ve heard rumours.”
She leaned over the bar, tugging on his shirt until they were gazing into each other’s eyes. “Listen to me close, vampire. If I don’t get laid, I will rip your vampire fangs out and do it without any pain killer that I can give you with my touch– understood? I don’t want forever; I don’t want maybe…I just want to have mind-blowing sex so I can get on with my life.”
Cody laughed, reaching out to brush back her hair. “Any requests?”
Maeyla thought for a moment, then grinned brightly. “He has to enjoy biting and being bit. Otherwise, I’ll never have any fun.”
Cody groaned softly. “Evil. I remember your biting. Gods, there are so many men…you sure you want this from me? It might not go exactly how you want.”
Maeyla licked her lips in anticipation. “It’s that or…”
Cody nodded, placing one finger over her full lips. “I know. I know. You forget how much you told me that night. Let me think and see what I can do.”
Maeyla sat back, watching Cody, noting his posture as he moved to serve others waiting for drinks. His easy going manner made many of the other paranormals such as herself feel at home, even when they weren’t anywhere close to their true homes. One particular exchange held her attention when Cody shook his head at one male vampire and Maeyla grinned seeing Cody glanced her way and shook his head again emphatically. Talking about me and not wanting to let that cutie of a vamp near me? Cody, Cody, Cody, you should know better than that by now.
Picking up her drink, she stood up and started towards the vampire in question when Cody glanced her way and shook his head. His lips formed two words guaranteed to freeze her in place. No, Cody was right to discourage this young male vamp from being her playmate. She needed someone strong, not someone who couldn’t answer her need, not one who could be crushed mentally under her Fey magick. Sighing, Maeyla sat back down, sipping on her drink. Gods above and below, how freaking hard could it be to find her a lover for one night?
