Sublime Dessert Ch. 01

This is one of my own stories. I didn't have an editor so judge lightly. All errors/mistakes are mine and I do apologize.

Any similarities to any real people or events are coincidental. Please feel free to comment and vote.

Enjoy and thanks for reading.

T

A crumbled sky glared down at the world, it's red eyes marking the end of another day. Sean perched upon an outcrop of building, ten stories up in the air watching the world below. A lone golden topped angel, he sat stiff waiting for something to interest him. At 6' even and weighing 215 of pure muscle he looked like a buff statue. Anyone watching closely would've seen his eyes scanning the people specks of humans really, he could see a couple making out on a bench across the street, a middle aged man running with his mutt just beneath him, and some very drunk women getting out of a car.

Scratch that one of them was sober, the driver thank god, an athletic build covered in leggings, a long baseball tee, and beaten up sneakers, her mocha brown hair was curly and loose around her. Keys in hand she marched around to the passenger side of her car and started lecturing the three giggling girls in the back seat.

"Seriously? It's only 10, how can you be this smashed already?!! There's something called moderation, ever heard of it?" Hands on her hips she invoked the stance of a mother hen, and while he completely agreed with her Sean was quite happy, now he'd get to have a snack before heading home.

"Natalie! When did you get here?" An under dressed blond practically fell out of the car while gushing up at the brunette.

"I picked you up from the club dumb ass."

"Oh! Honey you should've come with! There were some hottie's out tonight!

"God you're going to give me a head ache. Let's get you inside and sober you up."

At this Sean perked up, "sober up" no we can't have that. He stealthily moved a few floors down using body movements that resembled parkour. He had to get close enough to influence their minds.

A red headed girl, barely drunk, scampered up the steps of the apartment building yelling back, "I'm grabbing clothes and a beer. Do you want some?"

"No!" Huffed back Natalie, anyone watching could tell her patience were running thin.

"Yes! Ignore her!" The blond was sitting on the curb with one foot in the car still, the silhouette of the last girl could be seen faintly through the tinted windows of the little Honda Civic. She was bent over slightly fiddling with something on her lap.

Sean had hopped down the last few levels and was now moving up the back set of steps to the door the red head had disappeared through. Like a whisper he floated into the apartment searching for the girl he could hear banging around down a hall to his left. She emerged from one room only to take a sharp turn into the next, a bystander would've seen Sean melt into the shadows. The black mass now shifted around the door frame to watch the girl.

His gaze was met with her side profile, she was bent over an open dresser drawer shuffling through clothes, it was now or never. Forming his body he stepped out of the sliver of shadow that had been on the wall.

"Hey Kam will you run into my closet and grab my blue zip up hoodie?" She was throwing yoga pants and sweats on to the floor frantically.

Sean had a smirk on his face as he reversed his step, making his way to the closet in the next room. The room smelt of fruit, pears, strawberries, and sweet pea ,he loved it. Spotting a bright blue hoodie he slid it off the hanger, presenting the clothing on the tips of his fingers he watched her face. Horror and confusion froze her face, it was ridiculously brief as her temper took hold. Before a smart ass remark had the time to form on her lips, Sean had waved his hand freezing her body the only movement from her were her eyes and her lungs.

Sean strode forward, calm and confident. Brushing a long stand of hair out of her face he looked at her, really looked at for the first time. Her tresses hung clear down her back, a few freckles spotted her nose, what caught Sean's attention was her two green eyes spotted with brown and yellow. He knew at that moment that he would be staring into those eyes for the rest of eternity.

Taking another step forward he was nose to nose with his beautiful girl (mostly because of her high heels) he pecked her tiny nose before commanding her to sleep. She collapsed into his arms, catching her Sean gently laid her on the ground making it look like she had passed out from an alcohol over load. Taking one last glance at her his body once again formed with the shadows, he exited outside from a shadow cast by a street lamp. He watched the girls at the car, the one called Natalie mumbled something about checking on Amy then made her way inside. A few minutes later she came out looking pissed.

"Alright looks like we're crashing here, Kam move your ass I don't want anyone else passing out on me." In a softer tone she called out, "Tony? Honey are you okay? Do you need any help inside?"

"Oh sure you're nice to her! If I was a stranger I'd think you had a crush on her." This Kam girl was starting to get on Sean's nerves. A whole new emotion took over when the last girl finally shuffled out of the car, anger clutched at his core with what he saw of the fourth girl and the next words out of Shantel's mouth.

"Well if you got the shit kicked out of you and looked like some plums gang banged your face I'd be nicer to you too."

Tony gave a half hearted smile before replying, "Yeah well you should see the other guy."

Her clothes were rumpled, blood spots covered the neck and sleeves of her shirt. She stiffly stood and limped from the back seat, the trunk had popped open Tony grabbed an over stuffed duffel bag then made her way inside, as Nat stuck out her hand to take the bag she was leveled with a hard glare.

"I'm not crippled, I'm only bruised. I can take care of myself."

Smiling to himself Sean waited until all the girls were inside before he shifted through the shadows again. He waited until all the other girls had slumped into various spots on over stuffed furniture in the living room. Then picking up on the different moods like frustration, sorrow mixed with rage, lust, and some tipsy sleepiness from the back room slipped into all four minds "vodka would help right now" the command was sent so as to look like a personal thought.

Two hours later he had four very drunk girls passed out all through the apartment. His Amy had woken up and joined the festivities with their encounter erased from her mind. Now that they were all sleeping hard Sean was free to feast. He was a servant of the Boogie Man, while his master feasted on terrible nightmares Sean and his "brothers" feasting on everything else. He personally preferred the blissful dreams.

Nudging Amy with his lips he whispered," Do you mind sharing your dreams with me lovely?" Amy and Nat both answered with a soft yes. Laying on the floor between them his lids closed as he absorbed their foggy dreams, Sean wasn't a vampire or a demon. Right then he was mentally salivating over an ocean scene and reminiscent memories of a summer cabin.

He'd invite his "brothers" to eat after he had his fill. The men he shared his existence with weren't blood related, not even close. They all ranged from pale white skin to a deep caramel, but in heart they were family. Each hand picked by the Boogie Man himself to be slaves of the night world. They could walk in daylight and by definition live a normal life, that privilege they had all earned by working hard and climbing ranks.

Sean curled towards Amy wrapping her lean body with his. Nuzzling his face into her hair he took a few scant seconds to memorize the smell of her. Beneath the sharp tang of alcohol was a softer scent of her shampoo. Kissing the soft skin behind her ear lobe he dissolved into the shadow thrown by her shoulder.

Coming out in his family home Sean was both unaware of the grin he sported and of the silent observer sitting on his bed. Navigating himself around the seating area in his bedroom he was deep in thought looking for a change of clothes.

"What's so funny?"

Sean jumped in surprise, "Jackson! Gah!" His older brother was a skinny Hawaiian. Slim and solid he had the body of a swimmer, his short hair was styled into a messy faux hawk, and his deep brown eyes had a permanent evil glint to them.

"You're a puss. I wasn't even trying to scare you. What's got you so distracted?" He asked but Sean knew he didn't care. His brother's disinterested couldn't dampen the bright smile that grew across his face as Amy came to his mind.

Sighing Sean ran a hand through his hair the shaggy curls fluffed up a bit after. Turning around to face Jackson he couldn't help but explode with enthusiastic energy, "I met a girl! Well not just any girl my girl... Okay she isn't my girl yet but she will be. I hope."

"Does she have a boyfriend?"

"No?"

Jackson lifted a single eyebrow in question. His realist side putting some doubt into the scenario. "You don't sound too sure... What if she's married?"

Picturing Amy, Sean tried to remember what her left hand had looked like all he could remember were her stunning eyes and her full ass. "Fuck! Dude what if she's married? I didn't even check!"

"Does it really matter?"

"Of course it matters I want her to myself! I won't share."

"You could always kill him."

"Oh yes." A third voice spoke up from the doorway across from the two brothers. "Because Sean killing the man his woman loves would definitely win him some brownie points. Let's not forget that you also have to deal with wooing her in the first place."

"We weren't asking you. Smart ass." Sean said turning to glare at his oldest brother Sal. "Can't you be serious for once?"

"Oh I was. You're pushy, spoiled, and a bit too much to handle sometimes, any girl would have to be sedated to stay with you forever."

"Oh and you're so perfect?"

"Hell no. But I'm not interested in settling down. So I don't have to worry about it." Sal was currently leaning up against the doorframe with his arms folded over a bare chest, his only article of clothing a pair of thick sweat pants barely clinging to his hips. His long black hair was braided down his back making his pale complexion stand out more.

"You know what Sal? I hope you do fall for a girl, and I hope she snubs your ass." Jackson couldn't help but watch the fight brewing between Sean and Sal. It would add some spice to his boring life. But another urge over came him. Easing himself off the bed he addressed Sean, "As much as I'd love to watch you two fight I'm starving,"

"Well have fun. I'm sure you'll have to bring something back for Sean, he's too much of a softy to pick on innocents these days." Sal watched what he said hit Sean hard. He'd always had a harder time than them picking up people to eat from, he usually starved himself to the point of madness before finally eating.

"I... I don't like to take dreams away. I don't like the after taste when they aren't shared freely." Sean's insecurity kept him from telling his brothers about the group of girls he'd found. He wished he could see the looks on their faces as he showed them the four succulent buffets he'd stumbled on.

Jackson had already left now it was just him and Sal. Sean huffed at the thought of being weak, turning his back on Sal he went back to the girls he'd left.

For him traveling through shadows took a great chunk of time, not real time but more of a mental awareness. In the time it took for him to get back to Amy he had gone from feeling sorry for himself to angry. He stormed back into the living room with a determined mind set.

Dragging the four girls closer together he positioned their heads in an incomplete circle, leaving a space for him. Laying down with his head in between Nat and Kam he focused on getting into all their minds at once. He refused to acknowledge Amy if he had he wouldn't be able to go through with his plan.

Sifting through the misty outskirts of their subconscious he watched four different dreams at once, waiting for the right time to strike. It came as Natalie's dream became a memory of earlier that night when Amy had called for her to come get them.

Looking at the display of Amy in an oversized hoodie throwing a peace sign and grinning wide. She slid her thumb on the screen hearing thumping music and the girls giggling in the back ground. "Hello?"

"Nat, Kam and I are pretty tipsy can you come pick us up?"

"Tell her we found some hot guys and she can have her pick!" Kam's drunk voice slurred in the background.

Taking the cue Sean jumped in throwing himself into their dream and taking it over.

"Hey is this Natalie?" A deep voice came over the phone.

"Yes? Who's this?" Natalie looked at her phone as if it too were a stranger.

"My name is Sean. I met your friends at the bar. I can drive them home if you'd like."

"Ummm... No that's okay we have to pick someone else up and she'll need the three of us."

"Nat he's huge! He could help! And he isn't drunk or anything."

In reality Natalie would've refused but they were in Sean's world now.

The next thing the girls knew they were watching Sean escort Tony away from her apartment building. He was carrying her bag and had a protective arm around her back. Once they were situated in the two separate cars they went home with Sean instead of to Nat's like they had planned. They all remembered partying and crashing on his massive bed after he had "confessed" that he was gay. None of the girls had a problem sharing a bed with him then.

Confident that the girls' memories had been altered Sean reached out mentally, communicating with the shadows. He found one well placed by the pillow on his bed, sticking to his decision he moved them all through the shadows and into his room. As it was five people instead of one Sean had, had to tap into the girls for energy. By the time they were sprawled out across his bed they all were exhausted. Falling asleep Sean smugly thought of how jealous his brothers would be when they saw him.

Kam woke up first her hangover hitting her hard, feeling the nausea creep up on her she scanned Sean's room for a bathroom door. There were three doors, picking one at random she went to it, swinging it open she saw rows of clothes.

"Damn." The next door was across the room, on her way she stubbed her toe on the leg of a chair up against the wall.

"God! Fucking cock sucker! Holy balls! You dirty whore!" Glaring at the chair Kam made her way to the other door opening it she came face to face with a brown chest. Her eyes slowly lifted to the man's face. Which was quite a ways up for her. Once she met his eyes they were staring back at her with a cold disinterest. "Ummm... You aren't the

bathroom."

"No I'm not." Jackson had just come back from feeding when he heard cursing coming from Sean's room. Deciding to see if he needed to go hunt Jackson was about to walk into Sean's room when it was flung open by a disheveled blond in a snug red dress. He had a few moments to look his fill before her blood shot eyes looked up. Her eyeliner had smeared giving her eyes a raccoon affect, her skin was pale, and she looked a bit wobbly on her feet. The words out of her mouth cleared up his confusion. "The bathroom is on the other side of the bed." Point over her shoulder, she took a moment to realize he meant for her to go now.

"Okay thanks." Then she did something that completely shocked Jackson, she closed the door in his face.

Kam practically flew across the room in her haste to get to the toilet, flinging open the bathroom door it slammed against the wall startling Amy and Nat affectively waking them up. They both registered the sounds of her gagging. Nat squinted at Amy who was squinting back at her they both were tucked under one of Sean's arms. Lifting there arms over his chest they both made fists and whispered, "one,two,three,shoot."

"Ha! Sucker paper covers rock." Amy curled up into Sean's warm body smirking at Natalie who was pissed, and now making her way to hold Kam's hair.

A deep chuckle came from Sean. "Does this happen often?"

Sheepishly Amy looked at him she even had the decency to blush at fighting over who had to take care of their friend. Every time we go out, and it's always Nat or I who have to take care of her.

"I see. And you don't like throw up?"

"It doesn't bother me, and technically it was my turn."

"Then why fight it?"

"Because I'm so cozy." She laid her head on his chest, he chuckled again. His voice was slightly deeper than usual due to his sleepiness and she found it arousing. Squeezing her thighs together Kam notice a soft tickling sensation on her knee, lifting up the comforter she looked to see what it was. Sean's hard snake was standing straight up. Gasping her face turned a deep shade of red.

"I'm so sorry. I thought... Never mind. What are you doing naked?"

"Sean always sleeps naked. You can put the comforter down." Jackson had walked in to see a red head lift up the covers and stare at his brothers junk, what a saucy minx!

Amy could've died of embarrassment! There she was looking at Sean's well endowed package and his partner had just caught her! "Oh my... I didn't mean... I just. It was tickling me!" She stuffed the comforter back down into Sean's lap. Turning away from him she carefully scooted to the edge of the bed searching for her shoes.

A soft groan came from the couch in Sean's room, Tony's head popped up over the back she currently sported a messy bun and a scowl.

"You people are noisy as fuck!"

"Tony you can't say that! It's mean, what if "you people" offends them?" Amy admonished her.

Jackson took one look at Tony's bruised face before leveling Sean with a severe look, he mouthed, "Did you do that?" Jerking his head in Tony's direction.

"Absolutely not!" Sean threw a pillow at Jackson. "Wait? What do you mean "you people"?"

Jackson mentally worried that Sean had told the girls their secret. He was also wondering how many girls Sean had kidnapped.

Giving Tony a stern look Amy tried to smooth over the man she thought was getting offended. "She didn't mean it. We love you're kind of people. What girl wouldn't want someone like you in her life? I mean my cousin's best friend is gay. And she says he has great fashion sense."

"Wow. Wow! Sean, how could you?" Jackson was jealous he hasn't thought of that sneaky trick.

"Oh are you not out of the closet yet? We won't tell anyone. We can all keep secrets... Well except Kam." Amy was starting to hyperventilate the anxiety she felt was getting to her. Her hands started to shake and her hormones picked that moment to make her feel like crying.

"Hold on there darling. I am NOT gay." Jackson sat on a comfy looking ottoman. "Sean is my brother."

At that moment Natalie and Kam emerged from the bathroom. Kam was pale, her eyes were red and watering slightly from the exertion of violently throwing up. Her make up was gone and her hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail. Jackson decided she was adorable right then, she didn't need to cake on the dark makeup.

"I knew it!" Tony's delicate fist shot in the air in a salute of congratulations to herself. "I knew he wasn't gay!"

Natalie glared at Sean, "You aren't gay?!! Tony how did you know?! And when did you get over there?"

"If you must know I realized he wasn't gay when he stayed so close to Amy, and did anyone else notice him kissing her neck? Anyways, I'm a bit sore so I moved over here earlier."