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ADULT: Explicit M/F N/N sex. If this offends or you are under age,
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The Red Boots
by KnightCrusader 2005


It had been one Hell of a couple of weeks. Nat hadn't had a night
off in 10 days. She would be off for the next 3 nights. Cleaning up
her desk, she was preparing to go home to a Scotch and a bath, in
that order. Picking up her coat and flinging over her arm, she turned
to leave. Just then her phone rang.

"Damn." Natalie thought of just ignoring it, but her responsible
self wouldn't let her. "Lambert."

"Hi Nat," came the deep sexy voice on the other end of the phone
line. She was glad now that she had picked up. 

Setting her things down on top of her desk, "Hi yourself. Are you
home yet?"

"Not yet. Schanke's finishing up our paperwork then we will be out
of here." Nick said, "I hear my favorite doctor will be off work for
the next few days. Got any plans?"

"Just a date with my bathtub." Nick's mind immediately pictured
Natalie nude and covered with bubbles. The thought made his groin
tighten in need.

Nat's voice brought Nick out of his *very* vivid daydream. "Nick?
Where are you?"

"No where. Just daydreaming a little. Sorry." Nick replied hoping he
didn't sound too guilty. "Listen, would you be interested in going to
a reading with me? It's tomorrow night."

Natalie's heart jumped at the invitation. A night out with Nick was
a rarity, and she did not want to miss it. "Sure! What will they be
reading?" She hadn't been to a play reading since she was at
university.

"Treasure Island. I know how you like 'pirate' stories." Nick said
with a not very well hidden chuckle. He had caught her reading Pirate
Romance novels a few times although he never let on.

"It's a date! Pick me up at 6?"

"With pleasure. Bye Nat."

"Bye Nick." Picking her things up Nat headed out the morgue feeling
happier than she had in days.



Nick dropped Schanke off at home and reached his loft just as the
sun was cresting the horizon. Pulling the car into the darkened
garage, Nick's thoughts again drifted back to Natalie. By the time
the lift reached his apartment, Nick was ravenous. And not for the
bitter bovine that he usually had for breakfast. He wanted Human
blood. Not just any human's blood but Nat's. He reached for a bottle
of Janette's finest stock that he kept for when he had visitors. It
seemed that he reached for this more and more often. 

He had to admit, he felt better and in more control when he fed
well. It had allowed him to think that maybe a physical relationship
with Nat was possible. They were getting closer every time she stayed
at the loft. And it was getting harder to stop. They needed to
consummate their relationship. If they didn't soon Nick thought he
would go mad with desire. 

His dreams were getting more and more vivid. The images more and
more erotic. They were even beginning to invade his waking thoughts. 

Taking a long hard pull on the bottle Nick headed for the stairs and
an empty bed. The bottle going with him. He pulled his clothes off
and climbed into bed. Not bothering with his customary black pj's. He
would only pull them off in his sleep.

Nick again dreamed of Nat in his bed. He awoke soaked in a blood
sweat. Padding across the room to his shower he proceeded to clean up
in anticipation of the evening ahead.


Nat got home just after sunrise. She decided to hold off on her
bubble bath until she got up this afternoon. She quickly took a
shower instead. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow. She
dreamed of Nick, as she so often did lately. Her dreams of making
love to him. Of him making love to her. If she did not make love to
this man soon, she felt as if she would die from frustration.

Nat felt they were making progress in the intimacy department. Each
video night ended with them making out and stopping just before
things went too far. Why things were moving ahead Nat did not know.
But she had a good idea. She had seen the Raven's label more
frequently in Nick's fridge. She was beginning to rethink her stand
on him drinking Human. She had noticed that he looked better than she
ever remembered seeing him *AND* it let them get closer. But she kept
her opinion to her self for now.

Her alarm clock woke her up right in the middle of her latest erotic
dream. She was lovingly stroking Nick, and preparing to take him into
her mouth when the clock started it's incessant buzzing. Reaching
across the nightstand she grabbed the clock and flung it across the
room where it smacked into the wall and shattered into a million
plastic pieces.

"That'll teach you to interrupt me just when the getting's good!"
Nat snarled at her now silent clock. She climbed out of bed and went
into her bathroom to start the water and add the bubbles.

She then went into the kitchen to grab a quick bite and feed Syd. By
the time she returned the tub was full. Turning off the tap, Nat sank
into the warm bubbles.


Natalie dressed in a new pair of black jeans and a dark red blouse,
which she covered in her favorite black leather blazer. Nick arrived
at 6 on the dot. They headed down to the Caddy and to the theatre. 

"You look great tonight Nat." Nick noticing the way Nat was dressed
and the choice of color. He wondered if it was deliberate. They were
seated in the second row, so they had a good view of all the actors.

One in particular caught Nat's attention. It was the man portraying
Long John Silver. Something about him...Nat couldn't quite put her
finger on it. 

The reading began and Natalie's attention was glued to the blonde
pirate. He was wearing a billowy pirate shirt, dark brown suede pants
and red leather boots. She was totally enraptured. Nick noticed that
she hadn't taken her eyes off the good looking man playing the
pirate. And an idea hit him.

The rest of the reading went well, and afterward they went out for
drinks. At the bar Nick noticed the same blonde man from the play.
Asking Nat if she wanted another drink Nick walked over to where the
man stood.

"Excuse me," the man turned around, "I was at the reading tonight.
My girlfriend <Nick liked the way the word rolled off his tongue.>
and I really enjoyed your performance. She especially liked your
costume. I don't suppose you could tell me where I might find a pair
of those boots you were wearing?"

The man gave Nick the information and Nick thanked him. Returning to
their table, Nick asked Nat if she was ready to go.

"Sure Nick. I am kind of tired."

"Care to stay at my place? I could drop you at home, let you pick up
what ever you needed for the next 2 days, while I go out and get
goodies for you?"

"Are you inviting me to stay the weekend with you?" Nat couldn't
believe her ears. She was excited at the possibilities that being in
such close proximity to Nick would bring.

"Why, yes I am. I think it's about time. Don't you?" That little boy
grin got Nat every time.

"Yes, I do. I can be ready in about 45 minutes, since I need to
arrange for someone to look in on Syd."

"Done. Shall we go then?"

End Part 01/02


The Red Boots Pt 02/02

After Nick dropped Nat at her place he went out to get the boots he
had asked about. He already had the shirt and a pair of leather
pants. He didn't think Nat would mind if they weren't suede. He went
back to the loft and with Vampiric speed prepared his home for the
fantasy he was about to unleash on Nat.

While he was out he also found a wench's gown for Nat and picked up
the necessary blood for himself, and possibly Natalie.

Nat packed her toothbrush, and some clothes. She also packed the
black lace teddy that Grace had bought for her on one of her
birthdays. 

While she was packing, she could not get the image of Nick out of
her mind. He was wearing the same outfit that the blonde actor wore
in the reading. She could just imagine running her hands over the
smooth fabric covering his broad back down to his firm ass. Then
around to the front and up under the shirt to the smooth plane of his
chest. Licking up his throat to capture his lips in a deep kiss.

Nat was pulled from her reverie by a knock on the door. Hastily
throwing the rest of her stuff in the bag, she went to open the door.

"All ready?"

"Yep." Taking Nat's bag, Nick led her down to his car.

They arrived at the loft. Nick led Nat into the lift. Once it
engaged, he pulled her to him. Seeking out her lips, and wordlessly
asking for entrance, he kissed her hard and deep.

When the kiss ended Nick whispered into Nat's ear, "Close your
eyes." Nat did as she was asked. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes. With everything." 

"Good, stay right here. No matter what, don't open your eyes until I
tell you." Nick walked away leaving Natalie standing just inside the
loft.

Natalie had to fight herself not to peek. She heard soft rustling
sounds and had no idea what Nick was doing. 'God I want to look.'
'Don't you dare Natalie Ann Lambert!' She heard a soft  ^pop^. She
then felt Nick take her hand, and put a glass in it.

"Still got 'em closed?" Nick asked slyly.

"Yes, but this is killing me!"

"Shh, not yet. Take a sip." She did, "Still trust me?"

"You know I do." She could feel Nick sliding her blazer off one arm.
Moving the glass to her other hand, he then removed it. Shivers went
up Nat's spine when she felt Nick's hands on her blouse and the
feeling of her buttons coming undone one by one. She reached out to
touch Nick and he gently grasped her hand. Kissing her palm, then
closing her fingers over it he put her arm back down at her side.

"Not yet." Nick's voice was getting huskier and Nat wondered where
this was going. Her stomach did flip-flops. She could feel her
arousal building. 

Nick was having his own trouble with the removal of Natalie's
clothes. He wasn't sure if once he got her undressed if her could
dress her again. He had to try. He had already changed his clothes.
And the tight leather was becoming rapidly uncomfortable. He could do
this. Taking a deep breath he continued.

Nat felt Nick step behind her. He reached up to her shoulders and
caressed the blouse off. It fell to her feet in a crimson pool. The
image was not lost on Nick. Groaning deep in his chest he took a long
swallow from the bottle sitting on the dinning table. He then picked
up the gown her procured for Nat. Guiding her arms up over her head,
Nick smoothed the gown over her, pausing briefly to caress her
breasts. Nat moaned with the pleasure.

Nick's desire was easier to control now that Nat was covered up.

Nat was quivering with need now. "Please Nick, let me open my eyes."

"Not yet."

Kneeling in front of Nat, Nick used all of his control not to rip
her jeans off and bury his tongue in her wet folds. He very carefully
lifted the gown to remove her boots. He then proceeded to undo the
button and zipper of her jeans. Revealing to him a lacy pair of red
panties. The same color as her blouse. Nick slowly caressed Nat's
jeans down her legs. Once he got them completely off, he leaned back
on his legs, closing his eyes and just inhaled all that was her.

Nick stood slowly. Taking both of Nat's hands in his. Kissing the
backs, he stepped back from her.

"Open your eyes." Nick's voice thick with desire.

Natalie finished her glass of wine. Bowing her head, she opened her
eyes slowly. Not wanting to miss anything. The first thing she
noticed was the lack of electric light. Only candles flickering
illuminated the space. She could feel the breeze coming in the
windows. Now why didn't she notice that before?

As she slowly raised her head she saw Nick's feet in front of her
and on his feet were the red boots she had seen earlier this evening.
She continued to look up and saw the tightest pair of chocolate
leather pants she had ever seen. The large bulge in those pants
wasn't lost on Nat either. How she wanted to touch him, but she would
wait. She then caught sight of the loose fitting tunic that was
unlaced, and the smattering of blonde hairs there. Finally she caught
sight of the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. They were
almost black and looking deep into her. She felt her insides melt
under the weight of the lust that burned there.

Nick held his arms up for Nat. She stepped over to him, clasped his
hands in hers, and drew then around her waist. Holding Nat's hands
behind her, Nick leaned down to rain kisses on her face. Finally
settling on her mouth, he demanded entrance, and Natalie let him in.
Their tongues dancing for supremacy. 

Nick released her hands so that he could roam over her body. He
kneaded her butt then ran his hands up her back firmly. Nat buried
her hands in his hair and pulled him down her neck. He reached around
and gently, but firmly clawed her bra straps off her shoulders.
Trailing hot paths with his tongue to the top of the wench's gown she
wore. Unlacing the cord of the gown to get better access. 

Nat too, pulled the lace out of Nick's tunic. Blazing her own trail
to his nipples. She caressed one as she suckled the other and
repeating her actions to the other. Nick threw his head back at the
contact. His breathing ragged. Natalie continued her assault. Nipping
and kissing her way lower and lower.

Natalie fell to her knees before him. She reached around him and
cupped his ass. She stuck her tongue out to pull the leather thong
holding Nick's pants closed. Pulling the lace with her teeth, never
releasing his backside. With the knot untied, Nat slid her hands down
Nick's well shaped legs, and brought them up the front. Stopping at
the tangle of golden hair peeking out the top.

She carefully pulled the fly open, and slowly peeled the leather
from his legs. Revealing what she desired to see for six long years. 

He was beautiful. 

Nick was breathing rapidly now. He knew what she wanted, and he
wanted it just as badly. Nat lovingly cupped his scrotum and massaged
his balls. She firmly closed the fingers of her other hand around
Nick's engorged shaft and began to stroke him. Nick's moans of
pleasure spurred Nat on. She licked the full length of him. Pulling
the foreskin back she swirled her tongue around the ridge and licked
the pink tinged pre-cum from the head. She was rewarded with a sharp
intake of breath and shudder from her lover.

Nick tangled his hands in Natalie's hair and held her still. The
intimate contact nearly unmanning him. But she would not be stilled
for long. She wanted to take him as fully as she could into her
mouth. She wanted to taste his release. She grated her teeth over the
delicate skin, and sucked hard when she got to the tip.

"Natalie...." It was all he could do to remain standing, yet she
kept on.

"No....Nat.....not like this...." Nick was panting now, "I want to
come inside you. To feel you..... to caress your very center. Please
Nat...."

When Nat looked up at him she saw he had his eyes closed and his
head leaning back. His breaths were coming short and fast now. She
reluctantly released him. As soon as she did Nick pulled her to her
feet and plundered her mouth. He was almost beyond reason as he
ravished her mouth, and quickly made his way to her breasts.

He held her hands behind her, which made her breasts rise up higher.
Bending her back slightly, he pulled the gown down off Nat's breasts.
Still holding her hands with one of his he used the other to tease
her nipple to a hard peak. Latching on to her, and smelling her blood
mixed with the scent of her arousal, he suckled like a hungry child.

Natalie was sure she would die from the pleasure that she was
feeling. The reality sinking in that there was no stopping now. 

Nick stood back from her and pulled the  gown the rest of the way
off. He also finished removing his own clothes. Now with the two of
them gloriously nude, Nick carried Nat up to his bed.

Natalie noticed that there were candles in here too. She also
noticed that Nick had changed the bedding from the normal black satin
to  piles of velvet and silk pillows and blankets atop a double thick
feather bed. It looked like something out of one of her romance
books. 

She could also see soft silk scarves draped over the corners of the
headboard. She could only imagine what those would be for. It was one
of her fantasies to tie Nick, and be tied to a bed. Not painfully,
just to be restrained. 

Nick carefully laid Nat down on the soft bedding. Lying next to her
he breathed into her ear, "Is this what you dreamed of? Because it's
what I've dreamed of." 

Nuzzling her neck and straying lower, he nipped and sucked his way
down her. Stopping at her breasts to give them equal attention. He
rolled both of her nipples to hardened peaks, eliciting soft moans
from Natalie. He was glad that he could give her so much pleasure.
Sucking on one then the other, Nat thought he would bring her to
orgasm just from the attention to her breasts. Then he reached up
with his left hand capturing her right. He pulled one of the silk
scarves off the headboard. Licking a trail back up to Nat's mouth he
gently wrapped the scarf around her wrist.

"Still trust me?"

"Yes."

Nick continued to tie the silk to Nat's arms. He then went to the
foot of the bed where he proceeded to tie her legs. She could still
move, just not much.. That finished, he began the slow trip back up
each leg. He scraped his teeth gently up the soft skin of her inner
thigh. A small line of blood came to the surface. Nick licked the
ambrosia from her and knew instantly that this was what she desired.
All too quickly the blood flow stopped. But Nick knew that there
would be more. He looked up at Natalie and all he saw was the love
she has for him shining back. The sight of his beast never scared
her. It was a part of him and she accepted that, which made Nick
accept it. 

Nat's extreme arousal was evident. She was writhing now and pleading
for Nick to send her over the edge. The restriction of her movements
only made it worse. Nick parted her and licked at her very wet lips.
He found her swollen nub and stroked it. He was setting a maddening
pace. Slow and deliberate. Nat was ready to explode. He rubbed her
clit with the same rhythm as his tongue. Nat fell off the cliff that
Nick placed her upon. The whole world exploded around her. She
thought she would faint from the release only to be pulled back up by
the feeling of Nick burying his thick staff within her.

The feeling of Nat's tight walls caressing Nick as he thrust into
her nearly sent him into the abyss. He stilled once he was fully
sheathed in her. Allowing her to get used to his size and for both of
them to get their bearings. They were being over loaded with
sensations neither thought they would ever feel. And it was heaven.

Once Nick could feel Nat's breathing even out he raised up on his
knees, reached behind him and untied Nat's ankles. He wanted to be
able to pull her up onto his hips. He began thrusting slowly and
gently. Nearly pulling out each time, only to thrust deeper as he
went. Nat was matching him thrust for thrust. The pace rising
rapidly. 

Nick called out her name as he rode the first wave to his ultimate
release.

"Oh god Natalie..." Pounding into her now he wanted to climb inside
of her. He would never get close enough. Unable to stand it any
longer, when she called out his name.

"Please Nick...NOW...take me, make me one with you forever." 

He reared back fangs fully bared to her, he struck, hard and deep
into the sweet nectar that was his Natalie. Her love and trust in him
washed over him. He climaxed with a force he had never felt before,
and Natalie came with him. 

They both collapsed in a heap. Sated, loved, and saved. Their love
had set them free. Free to love for the rest of time.



When they awoke the next night, Nat curled next to Nick and stroking
his chest, asked "How did you know to do this? And how did you know
about the red boots?"

"Ah me faire maiden, a pirate never tells."

The End