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One Shots and Imagines

Eternally Yours

“So what do you need my help for?” I asked Chris, as we pulled into a parking lot in essentially the middle of nowhere.
“Pets aren’t supposed to be nosey, they’re supposed to do what they’re told and not question it.” Chris lightly growled, glaring over at me with a serious expression on his face.
“Hey, you can’t blame me that curiosity killed the cat.” I cooed, leaning over and giving him a gentle kiss on the lips.
“Come on you little slut, follow me.” Chris chuckled, playfully pushing me back onto the passenger's seat.
He got out of the car, and I quickly followed suit, becoming his quiet shadow that followed his every step.
“Are we still just friends to everyone else, or do they know the full story?” I asked, taking careful notice of my surroundings.
“Don’t worry, they still think we’re just very close friends, they don’t yet know our dirty little secret. At least yet…” Chris told me, a secret hiding behind his tone.
“Yet?” I wondered, stopping in the middle of my stride.
“Yeah...we get to show them a little sneak peek at what we’re really like.” He whispered darkly in my ear.
I stood frozen in my place as I watched Chris enter into the dark building.
There was no way he wanted me to seriously follow him….was there?
I walked up the ominous steps to the building that honestly resembled a haunted asylum.
I jumped back as the door slammed open and I was once more met with my master’s face.
“Sweetheart, I’m the one who needs an invitation into places, not you.” Chris chuckled, his black eyes quickly changing blood red.
His comment got me to laugh a little bit and I took his cold, tattooed hand and followed his lead into the dark hallway.
“Oh my, I think Chris brought us a tasty snack.” Someone cooed, about two minutes later as we were now entering an even darker room.
Instantly I clung to Chris, as I knew that voice all too well.
Ryan Sitkowski, douchiest yet scariest of them all.
“In your fucking dreams.” Chris growled, stepping in between Ryan and I, as he had quickly started to approach me.
“Aww, Chris does have a little crush on the blood bag.” Ryan cooed.
“We’re just friends.” I lied, strengthening my voice in hopes that they wouldn’t be able to detect the lie.
“Mhm...and that’s why you agreed to do this today.” Ghost chuckled, now walking towards us as well.
“She doesn’t even know what’s going on today. Give her a fucking break.” Chris groaned, pushing me in further into the room.
Oh shit.
The whole band was here, Ghost, Ryan, Ricky, and Vinny, and of course Chris.
“Well, don’t just stand there. There’s an outfit in the back room laying down, put it on and get out here.” Ryan quickly commanded.
I rolled my eyes.
I’d be a pure idiot to piss them off, the whole they are vampires thing and I’m a mere human kind of solidified that one.
However, one added reason to just go with the punches was because of Chris and I’s relationship.
I simply couldn’t say no to such a sweet being.
I briskly walked past the band as well as the stage and found myself in the back room, I think it was the equivalent to a green room.
On a center table, low to the ground I found this beautiful yet provocative and alluring babydoll of sorts.
Lace trickled down all of its sides and revealed beautiful floral shapes and designs in a very appealing stark black shade.
A slight grin popped onto my face, excitement rushing through my body as I picked the garment up and headed into one of the changing rooms to quickly change attire.
‘Keep a straight face, Rosa.’ I kept telling myself as I walked back into the room.
That mantra became a bit tricky when all I saw was a giant coffin in the middle of the room.
As soon as I saw it I tried to back out, but I quickly found myself in the stone vice grip of my loving master.
“Aww, does the coffin scare the little lively one?” Ricky asked me.
“Stop scaring her for fucks sake. Relax Rosa, I’m not changing you. Unless you want me to…………” Chris hinted with a smile in his voice.
Ghost clearing his voice shut us all up.
“Yeah….just friends my ass.” Ghost muttered.
Blue and Pink lights quickly replaced the ominous dim yellow light and the mood turned very serious real quick.
“Ok, love...the first shot is going to be the band playing instruments so you can sit and enjoy the show.” Chris told me, winking.
I took that as my queue to step back, and I patiently waited as the lights dimmed even further down, the cameras began to roll and I watched the members of Motionless in White do what they do best, kick ass and take names through their meaningful music.
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Rosa then is pulled into the scene starting off where Gaia seductively plays towards Chris.
She films the whole video, and after at least 8 hours of hard work, the director screams “That’s a wrap.”
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Chris was just about to hop out of the coffin, but my arm beat him there and shut the lid, encasing us in the coffin once more.
“Hey, you’re breaking one of your rules.” I huffed at him.
A look of confusion flashed across his face.
“Oh yeah? Which one would that be?” He asked, intrigued at this point.
“Finish what you start.” I growled into his ear, straddling his waist.
“No, not here, not now.” Chris panted, slamming the coffin door open, and whisking me up into his arms.
Soon enough we were in the parking lot, and he chucked me into the passenger's seat.
“Where are we going?” I softly asked.
“To my dungeon.” He cooed, in reference to his bedroom.
The happiest of smiles crossed my face as I knew exactly what was coming my way.
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5 Hours later ~
Gasping for air and practically life itself, I rolled out from under Chris’ body.
I had never been high, but the lust, and blood loss I was currently dealing with placed me on a cloud 10 clouds above cloud 9.
Chris sat up to his knees, licked his lips and fangs, admiring the work he had done.
“Are you ok?” He whispered, finally getting the last of his bloodlust under control.
I did all I could to barely manage a weak nod, but my huge smile was still clearly plastered on my face.
This was my heaven….no, HE was my heaven.
“I’m more than ok.” I mumbled.
“And why would that be?” He chuckled, knowing damn well the answer.
“Because I’m eternally yours.”

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Yeah of course, it just might be a few days. I've still got a few to catch up on and school's pretty busy but I'll definitley start working on it :)

@BlackVeilsinWhite
can I request another?