#MidWeekTease - Blue Moon House Vampire #BDSM #Paranormal

Happy Hump Day! What's a Wednesday with out a MidWeekTease? I'm sharing another snippet from the upcoming Blue Moon House volume. Here is Nicholas exerting his dominance on George.

Nicholas stopped and George halted next to him. “Where are we headed, George?”
“Where would you like to go?”
Memories surfaced in Nicholas' mind, lovers and prey. Those that wanted to surrender their bodies, their very lives. He had taken them of necessity in the past. He didn't want to kill George, and not only because he hated killing. Sophia had opened her house to him. It would be poor payment to kill her clients.
Nicholas took hold of George's arms and pushed him up against the lamppost. The man's chest heaved and his brown eyes widened in surprise. Not fear, though, anticipation. His face lit up and seemed to glow with lamplight. His breath came in large pants and his eyes fluttered shut, long lashes reaching his cheeks.
Nicholas leaned into him, his lips sealing on the other mans'. His face was soft, smooth. He hadn't seemed particularly young, but had no whiskers at all. George's arms rose to find Nicholas' sides.
“Keep your hands down,” he told George in a whisper, continuing to play with the man. He slipped his hands beneath his waistband.
Nicholas backed up in surprise. The man had a penis, but it was so small it seemed...impossible.
George's eyes filled with tears. “Thank you, sir. I underst—”
Nicholas stopped the apology by locking once more in a kiss. He pulled George's hat from his head and let it fall to the street beside them. He curled his fingers into George's hair and pulled. “I am going to make your tiny cock burn, little man. You will cry again for me.”
“Yes, sir,” he said in agreement, his head falling back against the post.

Nicholas pulled it up again. “You will watch me as I do.”
“Yes, sir,” George agreed, his eyes locking on Nicholas' “You have amazing eyes,” he murmured, his lips parting in a breathy pant as Nicholas stroked him to hardness. Though thin, it grew long enough and Nicholas continued to stroke, his hand releasing George's hair to slide a finger down the back of his pants, pulling him closer.
“Do you like a nice big cock here?” he asked, rubbing a finger over the man's quivering hole. Nicholas' eye caught a bystander, watching in a mix of horror and interest. As soon as he was spotted, the observer fled.
George had no knowledge of the witness.“Yes, sir. I would love to feel your cock there.”
“I bet you would.” Nicholas didn't delve in, reaching further to the man's balls. There were none. Was that why he was so small, so feminine? Nicholas didn't let the lack bother him, and continued to give George what he wanted.
“Are you watching, George? Your eyes keep closing, watch now.” He continued to stroke and pull the man closer. George would be able to feel Nicholas' erection against his hip and thigh, know that the idea of fucking this man made Nicholas hard and needy.
“Take me,” he said, pleading.
“Give it to me,” Nicholas demanded, crushing the man in his grip, letting his finger slip into his ass at last.
“Oh, Lord,” George cried, his knees bending as he throbbed in Nicholas' hand.

Signing and Shopping #TantalizingTuesday #Lesbian #Japanese

Yuki definitely has Eiko on her mind. Don't forget to read all the other teasers on the blog.

Yuki put a finishing stroke on her calligraphy. In a single evening, she had not only caught up on all her classwork, but worked ahead so that the next morning, she could indulge herself. It had been months since she picked up her brush and inkstone.
After a little research, she took a stab at the Kanji for Eiko. She put her own name beside and slightly below. It wasn’t her best work, but she was out of practice. It wasn’t terrible either, and Yuki hoped it was nice enough to hang.
Leaving the paper to dry, Yuki went walking. Passing through the market, she noted a store that she had avoided up until now. Yuki would never have bought such a thing for herself, but she loved the idea of using a toy to please Eiko. The first items neither intimidated nor interested her, however, the next shelves were filled with facsimile penises, too masculine. Some toys were shaped like fingers or hands, but Yuko passed by those as well. Her nose and cheeks started to burn and throb. Finally, near the register, she found the vibrating wands and bullets. She selected one shaped like an egg.

That Sexy Moment ~ Blue Moon House: Vampire @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS138

Happy Saturday! I have a sexy moment from the next Blue Moon House prequel, Vampire. This story is about Nicholas, the only addition to the house as vampire (all the others were changed when they joined). He has found the handsome cousin of one of his male lovers that has had no sexual adventures of her own. He must tread carefully with the skittish virgin.

“I don't know what to do,” she admitted, her voice wavering.
He smiled and stood, pulling her to her feet. One hand held her back, the other her neck, keeping her close, her breasts pressed to his chest. Tipping his head, his nose barely missed brushing hers and he felt her eyelashes when they fluttered.
“I'm afraid,” she said, perfectly still.
“I'm not,” he told her, shifting enough to bring his lips to meet hers.

#FlasherFictionFriday - A close shave

Welcome to Friday Flasher Fiction, where we share 100 words based on the same picture. You can find all the participants on our blog.

“Ready?”
He closed his eyes. “Yes.” He wasn't. He had no idea how he would bear having her so close and keeping his hands to himself.
“Are you sure this is all right, Adam?” she asked.
“Please, continue,” he said through clenched teeth.
Eve obeyed and leaned over to put the blade to his left cheek.
Adam sighed heavily, hands twitching . In three quick strokes, the cheek was finished. He took another breath, as she wiped the blade. She gave the same to the right cheek, reaching over him again. Her breath was in his ear now. He was losing his mind.

#ThursdayTaster - Kimono 1 #Japanese

Hello and welcome back to Thursday Tasters. I wandered away from this blog feature, but I'm back now! I'm sharing a WIP that currently has no home. It's a short piece, 7K, so it shouldn't take many weeks to share it. For those enjoying my Tuesday Teasers about Yuki and Eiko, you'll probably like this Japanese themed story as well.

Nabiki watched her sister transform before her eyes. They had been the same before, both in simple dresses, both with long black hair hanging free, but this was Sakura’s festival, her name day. The cherry blossoms drifted on the breeze outside the window, behind the woman that used to be her sister.
Nabiki had the very beginnings of breasts, but Sakura, three years older, filled out her kimono perfectly. The red and golden fabric shone brightly against her yellow-brown skin. Would it still darken in the summer? They both spent more than enough time outside to turn dark before fall, but as a woman, would Sakura change? Would she hide from the sun the way her mother and Yukiko did? Mother said the sun turned their skin rough and added lines before their time.
The kimono was old, Nabiki wasn’t sure how old, but Yukiko had worn it a few years ago for her festival, Yuki-matsuri, the snow festival . It would be Nabiki’s turn soon. It seemed too thin when Yukiko wore it in winter, and too thick for her festival in the summer, but perfect for Sakura.
Mother powdered and painted Sakura’s face while Nabiki watched. Her long hair was coiled and pinned, completing her sister’s transformation into a woman. Sakura’s eyes watered and Mother snatched a tissue to dab the corners.
“No tears,” she warned. “Such bad luck.”
“You are beautiful, Sakura,” Nabiki told her, still in awe.
Her thin but bright red lips split in a familiar smile. Her sister was still in there somewhere. Yukiko poked her head in. “Nearly ready?” She was dressed and made up in the same fashion, looking more like Mother than Nabiki. Yukiko had selected her own kimono, gathering pieces to match her. It was white and pink with an icy blue obi. She looked like she just fell out of a snow cloud. What would Sakura choose? Something pink like the cherry blossoms?
For now she wore Mother’s first kimono, Yukoko’s first kimono, Sobo’s first kimono and many other women before that. After the festival, the kimono would be carefully folded, sealed and stored until Nabiki’s turn.
“Father is waiting,” Yukiko reminded them. Sakura leaned back into her heels, carefully rising so as not to snag her skirts. Mother was already on her feet, so Nabiki trotted out the door, past her oldest sister and toward her father, standing in the entry with his shoes on.
Nabiki kicked off her slippers and tossed them on the rack, slipping into her pretty black dress shoes with silver buckles. Mother, Yukiko and Sakura all slipped on geta that disappeared under their skirts. As soon as they arrived at the festival grounds, Yukiko took Sakura’s arm and led her past the first trees and toward the stalls set up.

#MidWeekTease - Blue Moon House Vampire #paranormal #vampire

Hello Teasers! I'm sharing from the next Blue Moon House prequel in anticipation of it's release, hopefully before the end of the year. Check the links at the bottom of the page for all the fabulous teasers this week!

Returning to Blue Moon House, Nicholas joined the gentlemen in the parlor. Many were less than gentile, but all were men of substance, able to pay their way. An older woman that he'd only glimpsed before ruled the roost, keeping the men when a girl came to take one away.
“You will remain where you are,” she told one man who nearly ambushed a blond girl dressed in red. Unlike typical whorehouses, the men didn't pick the women here. And judging by the number of men in the parlor, not all of them would be seen tonight. The whores here must be especially good. The blond girl, who pointed to another man. That lead the first to try attacking him, in hopes of taking his place.
Nicholas was faster than the crone, standing between them. He faced the aggressor. “The lady made her choice.”
“Stinking whores,” he complained, turning and leaving.
The other man moved to the girl's side, walking with her to another room. Nicholas felt eyes around the room focus on him.
“Nicholas, sir?” the older woman called, raising a hand slightly. She dropped her voice so only he could hear. “Sophia told me of you. I'm Judith, the madam of the house. Thank you. I am unable to keep order when they degenerate to beating one another.” In this case, Judith was the madam in stature only. It was clear Sophia ran the house.

Men waiting to be chosen

Nicholas smirked. “Once they start beating, I usually leave them to it,” he admitted. “But there is little risk to me standing in the way of the first blow.”
She inclined her head in agreement and thanks. The men, in general seemed better behaved after the near altercation than before. Nicholas, taking that as an effect of his presence, strode up and down the room, making sure to square his shoulders and regard each man in turn. As it happened, he found another lover in the mix. When he met the man's brown eyes, they seemed to burn but not in anger.
Nicholas finished his circuit of the room and returned to the man's side. “Seems they can be gentleman when required.”
The man smiled. “I wondered, sir, if you would like to step out with me. The room seems confining tonight.”
Nicholas looked to Judith whose lips curled very slightly as she bowed her head to him. She had been seeing to this crowd before his arrival. She would see to it now. “I would enjoy the fresh air,” he agreed, taking the lead. “I am Nicholas,” he said as they entered the street.
“George. I will admit, I was impressed by your superiority in there. You were not obviously the better of either man, yet neither seemed prepared to cross you.”

I missed you #TantalizingTuesday #Lesbian #Japanese

This will follow a previous teaser. Yuki has been searching for Eiko. Don't forget to read all the other teasers on the blog.

“Good morning, Yuki-chan,” Eiko said, smiling. She lifted a hand and wiggled her fingers at Yuki’s reflection.
“I was scared. Scared you didn’t want me. That I wasn’t good,” Yuki croaked.
Eiko hushed her, hugging Yuki again and kissing her ear. “Oh, Yuki-chan. I do love you, and want you, very much. I’ve never experienced anything like that with anyone, and I hope we can do it again.”
“We can!” Yuki said sharply then colored in embarrassment. Several students turned to look where before they had been avoiding staring at the couple. Yuki dropped her voice. “We will,” she promised. “Tonight?” She silently chided herself. She was being as forward as the women in those bars.
Eiko continued to hold Yuki’s hands. “Tomorrow,” she said. “I need to spend tonight with my sister.”
“Tomorrow,” Yuki agreed. “I need to study tonight anyway.” Now that her mind was eased, her procrastination shamed her. Knowing she would see Eiko tomorrow, she could use the evening to catch up.
“For now, tea?” Eiko asked, cocking her head toward the door.
“Yes. Just a moment.” Yuki hustled into one of the stalls, eager to be on her way.