Disclaimer: The characters of the FK crew are not mine. I am just borrowing them and will dust
them off and return them as good as new when I'm through with them. They belong to J. Parriot
and B. Cohen and are owned by Sony\Tristar. No copyright infringement was intend.
The Cure
Natalie sat on her sofa curled up in a ball watching her movie. Sobbing at the end of the
last movie she wiped her tears on the palm of her hand and snuffled. A kleenix appeared dangling
just within her view to her right, she reached up and pulled it free from the hand holding it.
Natalie smiled as she realized that Nick had snuck in to join her this evening after he refused
to sit through, 'the tear-athon' as he referred to it. Natalie shifted on the sofa as he
slipped into the seat beside her, she snuggled up against him as he wrapped his arm around her.
"I'm glad you came," she whispered softly.
"My dear, Doctor, I have yet to 'cum' with you."
Natalie gasped and jumped up, hitting her knee on the coffee table hard, she yiped in pain,
and limped to her chair. Anger overtook any feeling of pain, "What are you doing here, LaCroix?"
"I was under the impression that you were pleased that I had come." LaCroix answered as if he was
speaking to a small child. Natalie's temper hit an all time high..."You knew I thought you
were..." LaCroix laughed cutting her off. LaCroix stood up and walk to her, he touched her face
with the tip of his finger teasingly down her cheek. "Do you know the sound of anger or fear
in the heart can often be mistaken for passion by a fledgling vampire my dear?" Natalie was un-impressed by his statement. "What do you want?" She asked him point blank. LaCroix chucked,
"why to offer you the cure." Natalie felt her knees go weak and quickly sat on her chair,
"w...w...what?!!" She stammered. LaCroix licked his lips and leaned forth and kissed her lightly. Natalie looked up stunned and confused. "What is this about LaCroix?" she questioned.
"Again my dear, I offer you the cure. I know of your own affection." "WHat?" she worked to
keep herself from shouting. LaCroix chuckled, "how old are you 31 perhaps 32 and still a
virgin." Natalie glared at LaCroix. "Get out!!!" she demanded. "Don't you want to know the
cure to help our dear Nicholas, Natalie?" Natalie swallowed hard, "what is it?" "Surrender
your virginity to me and I'll tell you." LaCroix said as if he wasn't going to take 'NO' for an
answer. Natalie sat stunned..."You can't be serious...that's too much...I couldn't...I love..."
"Interesting you love him, want him, but will not do what is ask of you for the cure. Are you
really sure you love him at all?" LaCroix questioned. "Yes!!!" Natalie cried out, "I love him with all my heart and soul!!!" Natalie bit her lip for exposing her feelings to LaCroix.
LaCroix seemed to be enjoying this, alittle too much. "Then, your answer?" He questioned.
"I'll submit." Natalie whispered. LaCroix pulled Natalie to her feet and walked her to her
bedroom. Natalie looked at her bed and closed her eyes for a moment. "Disrobe." LaCroix
ordered. Natalie felt ill, and fumbled at her clothing until LaCroix assisted. "Calm yourself
virgin, I won't hurt you.....much." LaCroix said as if he were speaking to a one of his slaves
from long ago. Natalie didn't believe him, she stood nude infront of him shaking. LaCroix
smiled pleased, he grabbed her by her arm and forced a hard deep kiss on her, choking her with
his tongue. Natalie looked into his eyes with contempt. LaCroix slapped her knocking her to the
floor. "Get up and lay beneath the coverings of your bed." LaCroix commanded. Natalie
staggered to her feet, with her tongue she counted the loosened teeth. LaCroix removed his
clothes, folded them neatly and looked at Natalie. "Invite me into your bed and your body. Do
it!" he ordered. Natalie pulled the covers down exposing her lovely full breast and whispered,
"please," softly. Natalie saw LaCroix's penis she gasped and her heart pound in fear. Her mind
whispered it won't last too long and you can bathe after it's over. LaCroix pushed her legs
apart and got between them. Natalie look at him and started to say something...LaCroix looked at
her displeased. "It's better this way." LaCroix whispered to her. Natalie's heart was pounding
in her chest, she whispered softly, "please, don't hurt me." LaCroix applied his penis against
forcing it into her slowly. Natalie gasped and closed her eyes...the sides of her vagina
strained to take his width and she cried out at the preasure. He push deeper into her feeling
his tool being surrounded by her hot flesh, enjoying every cry she made. Slowly he smiled and
moaned to himself. "What is this?" He questioned. Natalie was panting and holding his sides...
"Oh, it hurts!!!" "Tell me he whispered, what is this"...he press light into her not yet
breaching her. "My hymen," Natalie whispered, tears in her eyes. "So it is...and now as per our agreement I will tell you the cure." LaCroix smiled wickedly... "To cure a male vampire, it
takes the virgin blood of his true love." Natalie fought and pulled and tried to free herself
from LaCroix. He held her eventlessly and forced himself deep insided her. He allowed her cry
of virginity lost to echo into Nick's dreams.
Nick saw Natalie delivering reports as she limped about the room. "Nat, are you okay?" He
asked. "Coffee table...BIG coffee table," is all she said as she left.
End