The darkness of night sets in.

The minute I stepped through the door, I see her, her long slender legs with a perfect hourglass waist, a body so hot you can melt honey on it. Long locks of blonde hair elegantly drop off over her shoulders. She is a beauty beyond compare. I have seen her here before but never once have I held her in my company. To be honest, a girl like her is out of my reach; she is but a mere mortal. Even if I am lucky enough to have her by my side, it will be a union that will be frowned upon and most certainly not allowed.

Edward sees me admiring her intensely as we walk downstairs into the pub. "Why don't you just talk to her? I see the way you look at her every time we get here?"

I continue to admire her body, my eyes not leaving her once. "Edward, I admire her body as for the rest, well...there is...there is nothing". I know that I am lying to him and most definitely lying to myself.

Edward does not take notice of what I am saying and only urges me on. "Take the risk Sebastian; you will never know until you have tried."

"You know that even if I tried, it would not be allowed," I explain to him as the sad reality sets into my eyes.

We find a table close to hers. Her sun-kissed skin is glowing in the soft, dimmed lights, but it is not her body that captivates me the most; it is those deep cherry red lips. Every time I see her, she seems even more exquisite than the time before. She sees me staring at her in so much detail, and for one very rare moment, she smiles.

Edward sees me staring at her once again, "Come on Sebastian, just talk to her."

"You know what my dear friend, perhaps tonight I will."

And as is see her stand from her chair and leave to go to the ladies, I follow with the sheer determination of finally speaking to the woman that I have desired for such a long time. But yet she does not make her way to the ladies, she, in fact, steps outside into the alley. Well, this indeed presents a better opportunity.

As I find myself leaving through the back door, I see her leaning up against the wall, getting as these mortals will say, some fresh air. She looks up at me for but a brief moment and smiles at me once again.

"Hey, I am Anastasia."

"Sebastian."

She comes to stand closer to me. Having her so close sets my heart racing. The sweet smell of her perfume attacks my senses, jasmine, and just a small hint of vanilla. She bites into her bottom lip, which sends me over that restraint that I was trying to hold. I look at her intently. A deep red dress covers her slim-toned body in just all the right places; a pair of red stilettos is the perfect finish to her ever so seductive image off. She is dressed to impress; and god, I am nervous even being so close to her.

But closer I do want to be, so beyond what consumes me, I step even one step closer to her. And if I thought she would step away, she steps but one step forward as well. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Then she closes that one final gap and opens her eyes once again. She possesses the most beautiful blue eyes, my body melts as it whisks me away as I feel myself drowning in them.

She looks at me from underneath her dark lashes. I press her body into the wall; I pin her hands above her head. I can feel the heat between our bodies rising. She splays her hand against my chest, intending to push me away, but instead, she leaves it there.

Sebastian."

"Ssshhh, Anastasia." placing a finger on her sweet lips, preventing her from saying yet another word.

My hand trembles as I take it to her cheek. I lean in a little closer, our foreheads now gently touching. I cannot fight against the thoughts that are going through my mind. She is flooding my senses in every possible way.

I stare into her deep blue eyes; I cup her cheek, which is now slowly turning red. This woman that has so much power over men is like jelly in my hands. I smile at her before I slowly lean into her. My hand is shaking slightly; my mind is repeating the same sentence over and over. "Don't do this... don't do this." But the sound of her heart is beating so loud I cannot concentrate at all. It feels like I am going to explode. I so desperately want to claim those lips.

"I am going to kiss you," I boldly state; not waiting for her answer, I start moving my lips breath by breath closer to hers.

The moment our lips touch, the world vanishes in an instant. Her lips are softer than I ever imagined, and she tastes even sweeter than heaven. My lips are firm against hers, but the kiss remains soft, gentle, and slow. We hold it for a few seconds before our lips begin to move in perfect sync. My eyes fall closed, and all I could feel was her. Her warmth, her touch, her being.

Drunk on endorphins, my only desire is to touch her, to move my hands over the smooth curves of her body, and feel her perfect softness. Overwhelming passion and clear lust have taken over my entire body. I move my hand from her cheek to the back of her head, my fingers tangling in her long, blonde hair, lightly pulling her into me, adding more pressure to our lips, deepening the kiss.

My insistent mouth is parting her trembling lips; she is inflicting sensations I have never known I was capable of feeling. The kiss is getting deeper, deeper than all the galaxies in the universe. Her velvety lips are imprinting themselves like a footprint in the snow.

Then.

Her tiny hands work at the buttons of my dark blue shirt. Her soft fingers run down my muscled chest and over every single edge of my rippled abs. I hold my breath as she moves to my buckle and her fingers find themselves at the seams of my underwear. Her hands work their way around my body, feeling each crevasse, each line along with my perfect physique. She presses her soft lips against my warm naked flesh.

"Anastasia."

"Ssshhh Sebastian..." she softly whispers, as she lets her lips hover over the tip of my ear.

"You know you can't stop me," she says, smiling at me with an ever-growing smile on my face.

I bring my finger up to her lips; I can feel her warm breath rapidly breathing against the tips. She tries to speak, but I suddenly cover her mouth with mine and make her stop. All I want to focus on is her; the warmth that is spreading through my body. On the soft moan, she just made, on the intoxicating feeling of diving headfirst into an erupting volcano, and most of all, the way she tastes. I feel as she tries to loosen her hands, but I only pin her harder into the wall again.

"Sebastian."

When she says my name this time, it is as if she is begging. It only makes me crave her more. I slide my hand over her tight ass and push her deep into my raging erection. My mouth moves away from her lips and runs slowly down her neck; I rub them gently over her collarbone and softly bite into the edge of her shoulders. I grind myself into her as I move my lips to her ear.

"You are mine, Anastasia. Please just give in."

She immediately stops fighting and lets me roam her again, coming inches close to her breasts. I can hear her breathing heavily as my tongue finds her cleavage, but as soon as I start, I stop again. I move back to her lips and let her kiss me, to let her be in charge for only a minute.

I can feel her heart rate as it picks up a pace; I have her right where I want her to be. With the utmost confidence that I have her hooked, I step away from her body.

"I do believe I need to get back inside."

With that, I return to where Edward is rather impatiently waiting to hear of my encounter.

But just then I see the beauty that is mine, returning to the table. Then rather oddly the Vampire Hunter seems to join their table. What happens next though does send somewhat of a fury through my body. She pulls this man tight into that chest where my lips were only but a moment ago and their lips lock in a rather passionate kiss. Has she just let another man claim the lips that were mine?

And with that…I slowly open my eyes.

"Anastasia!"

The darkness of night sets in.