Craving – Friday Flash Fic., Feb. 15th

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I was on the treadmill at the gym when I got an idea for this flash fiction prompt.

I realized that these guys could easily be two characters from my Vampire erotica WIP, Diamond Dogs.

Theo Matowski is a devoted lover to my protagonist, Gemini (a bisexual, androgynous female vampire who keeps Theo and his male lover, Justice, as human pets/companions). However, when an older male vampire, Kristofer Vallespi, comes to Ottawa seeking excitement, Theo finds his loyalties tested.

Craving

Theo waited restlessly on the park bench, eyes glancing furtively about and hands in his jeans pockets.

Kristofer Vallespi had texted him the night before, requesting that Theo meet him here at noon because he needed to ask him something.

Theo knew he shouldn’t have replied. Shouldn’t have texted Kristofer that he’d come. Shouldn’t have thought about Kristofer all evening and all morning.

Gemma had told him that Kristofer was dangerous. She’d said Kristofer was not like she was. He’d want to take advantage of Theo – use him for sex or food and then toss him away like spoiled fruit.

But Theo didn’t believe her. He didn’t think she was lying. He believed Gemma supposed Kristofer to be like that. But from the moments Theo had spent in Kristofer’s commanding presence, he couldn’t believe it.

And now, as he glimpsed Kristofer approaching along the gravel path in his pea coat and jeans, looking so very human and yet not-at-all human, he wondered if perhaps Gemini was right. Theo knew vampires had powers he didn’t yet understand even though he’d been sharing Gemma’s home for seven years. Perhaps he shouldn’t have come.

But it was too late now.

Theo straightened as Kristofer approached. Even though he knew very well that most vampires could walk about during daylight hours, it still made him uneasy. These creatures were supposed to be night dwellers. But maybe that was what people believed in order to feel some kind of partial security.

Theo knew better.

Kristofer stopped in front of the bench. He looked Theo over with a frank and obvious hunger.

“Theo,” he said in greeting, offering a small smile and a glint of fang. So he was hungry. Hungry for either sex or blood, or his fangs wouldn’t have descended.

Theo shuddered in the face of such desire. “K-Kristofer. I wanted to see you.” This was the truth.

Kristofer nodded, sitting down beside Theo on the bench. “I know. I wanted to see you too. Needed to.” His vibrant blue eyes drifted over Theo, consuming him on the spot.

They locked eyes and Theo felt that connection, the same one he experienced with Gemma but even stronger here, now, with Kristofer. Was it because Kristofer was male, or because he was an older vampire?

It didn’t matter.

“Theo, I need to taste you. Now.” Kristofer’s voice felt like smooth amber covering him as if Theo were a tiny insect who would soon be trapped and paralyzed.

Theo nodded, his desire ramping up in Kristofer’s intoxicating presence. “I know.”

No sooner had Theo said those words than Kristofer’s cold hands slid along his neck and the handsome vampire pressed his lips to the younger man’s mouth.

A bomb could have gone off nearby and Theo wouldn’t have cared. Kristofer’s cool lips on his, the vampire’s soft tongue pressing inside Theo’s mouth, the fingers pressing against his pounding jugular – this was everything.

Theo opened his mouth and let Kristoffer have his way, loving how the vampire savoured his taste. He hadn’t taken blood yet, only kissed Theo like any man or woman would. But Theo knew it was coming. He moaned into Kristofer’s mouth and gripped his coat.

But Kristofer didn’t bite. Instead he pulled away and swore softly. “You do this to me, Theo,” he murmured, licking his red lips and gripping Theo’s neck tightly enough to alarm him. But just as Theo noticed, Kristofer’s fingers loosened and he let go. “You make me want you.”

Theo just sat there, trembling, cock hard and full of blood from that kiss and from Kristofer’s nearness.

“I want to really taste you,” Kristofer breathed, eyes drilling into Theo’s.

“Yes,” Theo replied without question. It was too late for any other answer.

“Do you know what I’m asking?” Kristofer said carefully.

Theo nodded. “Yes.”

Kristofer smiled, slowly, with genuine pleasure and relief. “Then come with me.”

Theo nodded again and stood, taking Kristofer’s offered hand.

He would go. He had to. He needed to experience everything that Kristofer was, everything that Kristofer had to offer him, if he was ever to sleep again.

Flashback

In The Loft – Book Three, James, Tate and Sebastian look back on some pivotal moments thanks to some archived CCTV camera footage.

 

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The next afternoon we set ourselves up in the basement with pizza and beer. James had already transferred all the files to a memory stick as Donovan had suggested so he inserted it into the USB port in the LG flatscreen.

“First weekend,” James murmured, clicking on the first .dvp file.

And suddenly there we were. I was transported back to that Friday evening as I watched Sebastian greet me at the door and lead me by the hand to the living room sofa. The image quality was actually pretty good. It was in colour and we could see everything pretty well. The only thing it didn’t have was sound.

“Jesus. Look how young we were!” I couldn’t help saying. I sidelined a glance at James. “Y’old pedophile.”

He laughed. “You were both legal.”

“Barely,” I said. “I mean, I was, but Sebastian looks like he’s about nineteen!” I’d been twenty-seven and Sebastian had been twenty-three or twenty-four, I couldn’t remember.

“That wasn’t even two years ago,” James said. “You’re being dramatic.”

Moi?

We continued and I was struck silent because I imagined James upstairs at the time watching this scene between Sebastian and me unfold on his laptop. No wonder he’d saved it.

In the video Sebastian undid my pants and bent to take my erect dick in his mouth as I tried to quell my pretty damn obvious excitement. We’d never even touched before this day and we were practically complete strangers. James had told Sebastian exactly what to do when I arrived.

I glanced at James. He met my gaze and smiled.

“See why I saved it? I could tell there was something special between you right from the start. But I had no idea at that time that it would take you away from me.”

We watched the scenes from that first weekend with rapt attention. Of course he didn’t have the shower scene. There wasn’t a camera in any of the bathrooms. I was somewhat relieved and a little bit disappointed.

When we came to the part in the loft with me tied to the bench and Sebastian on the cross with the dildo up his ass my breath caught.

“You have no idea how much I enjoyed that weekend.” James said softly. “It was the first time I’d ever had two subs to play with at the same time.”

“Shhh,” I said, leaning forward as I watched myself in the video crawl to Sebastian and take his cock in my mouth. By that time he’d been watching James play with me for a long time and he was ready to come. I watched, transfixed, as he shuddered and writhed, coming violently in my mouth. I saw the scene from an entirely different perspective. It was incredibly hot.

“That’s it,” James said as the movie finished. “What next?”

~ Elizabeth Lister, The Loft – Book Three, rough draft

Update!

Many things are changing for me this year.

My previous Facebook account was a combination of my author persona and my personal friends/family life which simply wasn’t working anymore so I took a lengthy break and ended up deleting it. I now have a separate Facebook account for friends and family which I am deliberately keeping very small and use mostly for the purpose of keeping up with out-of-town folks.

I have created a new Elizabeth Lister Facebook account specifically for my promos and author related activity. It can be found here.

I also started a Tumblr account that I’m having so much fun with that can be found here.

You can still find me on Twitter here.

And, of course, this website is the best place to find out about my work and keep up to date with current projects.

Now that the Christmas season is over and my family seems in large part recovered from the various plagues and viruses that have been assailing us for the past four weeks, I am very excited about my work-in-progress, Return to the Beach House. I wasn’t sure at first whether it would be a short story, novella or full length novel, but it has evolved on its own into the latter.

The beautiful thing is that I seem able to combine several things that I’ve wanted to do for a long time into this one large and ambitious project.

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These would be, one, setting a story in a small Maritime town on the South Shore of Nova Scotia. My family used to spend a few weeks every second summer in Liverpool, which was a favourite and memorable place for me. A place that I have not been able to spend much time recently and would love to revisit in my imagination. The small town in the novel will be the fictional town of Somerville, but will be based on my memories of Liverpool, N.S.

Two, taking an idea from a project I was unable to complete during my Scriptwriting course at Algonquin College, an idea that was one of three selected in the class to pitch to the executives of the CBC during a field trip to Toronto and the Film Training Centre. Although I never completed the project, the story idea was well received and I’ve always believed it had great potential. Even at the young age of 26 I had an interest in writing about gay men, and the central characters of this story were an established gay couple. But their homosexuality was only a sidebar to the main story.

Three, writing a contemporary novel not particularly aimed at a MM Romance readership. I have been writing specifically for MLR Press for five years now, and although it has been immensely rewarding and educational, I feel like I am ready to step outside of the strict codes and guidelines of the romance and specifically, MM romance, rules and guidelines.

This, of course, means finding another publisher who has no problem combining gay romance with heterosexual or bisexual characters, and storylines that include realistic occurrences such as a character straying outside of an established relationship. I want to write about real life as much as possible with its diverse representation of humanity and its full range of behaviours whether ideal or flawed, and I’m finding that the confines of the MM romance world don’t allow that.

So 2017 will be the year for breaking out of a specific genre and writing the book I want to write, featuring characters that call to me in their flawed and miraculous existence. Although not specifically a romance or erotic romance, rest assured that it will still feature much of my previous style since I have always written from the heart and enjoy detailing the amorous encounters of my characters. However, I hope that this story will be richer in detail, description and plot than anything I have written previously.

~ Liz