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Against his better judgment, as well as the searing protests of his muscles, Gabe moved closer to her and did his best to wrap his arms around her. Although just to be safe he moved his injured leg so it was underneath him and away from her, and rolled the pipe away as it was still splattered with zombie blood as well. He didn't chastise her for getting emotional. "It's okay, Agatha. I know it's not fair. But when has life ever been fair? It breaks me having to tell you to leave. I don't want to hurt you though. But you're already hurting. So I don't know what to do."

He sighed before scooting back against the wall again. "You can stay with me... until I turn, OK? That's the best I can do. Just promise me... Look at me... Promise me that you'll... leave when I turn. If I hurt you too... it'd be better if I died. You're the most important thing in the world to me. The only one I'll miss. The only thing I wish I'd done different... was tell you..." He hesitated. He almost didn't finish the statement. Only knowing that he'd never get another chance, and that she'd always wonder what he hadn't said, made him admit it finally. "...tell you that I love you."

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Agatha didn't know what to say as he moved closer and wrapped an arm around her. Holding him she pressed her face into his chest. How could he have gotten himself bit? Was he able to destroy the monster who ruined her life? Every time she had to have someone new be taken from her. She wondered if there was a point to do this anymore. Agatha heard her name and listened to his words. At the mention of life not being fair she let another sob go through her. Holding him close. "I know you don't want to hurt me. I just... I'd rather not be without you."

When he mentioned staying with him till he turned and making her promise she shook her head defiantly. She didn't know how she could do without him. "Maybe you won't though? Be like the others?" She asked before her words fell silently. When he mentioned that he had to tell her something her stomach dropped. Hearing the words be said she wrapped her hands tighter to his and clutched him close.

She never had thought about him that way. Her love for him she always imagined was more like that of friends, but soon, he'd be a zombie and he'd want to eat her. Doing something unlike her, not being radical or vibrant she leaned in and kissed him, holding him close as she tried to determine what he was thinking. Her lips not faltering from his.

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Gabe wanted to yell at her for refusing. She was being difficult and there was no way he could rest not knowing if she would be okay or not. But it would do no good. He knew how stubborn she was. For all he knew she'd get herself bit on purpose. It made his heart and his stomach sink. But it was all his fault, and there was nothing he could do to help her once he turned. Besides, he didn't have it in him to argue with her when she was so broken. Her desperate thought that he might be somehow different almost made him laugh. What were the odds of that, really? They had never once encountered a zombie that didn't want to rip them to shreds. Maybe it was possible, but that was way too much to hope for. "I'd rather not be without you too, Agatha. But we don't have a choice. It's my fault for turning my back on that thing thinking it was dead. It was only playing dead, though. But I made sure to snap its neck. At least that one won't be bothering you. And I got all that food. I have to believe that it was worth it or else..." He sighed, putting his head in his hand. "...or else I'm a complete failure."

But her kiss took him completely by surprise. Again, he wanted to pull away, wanted to tell her it was a bad idea, but he found that he couldn't. Instead he leaned into it, deepened it, just savoring the moment. The taste of her. That delicious flesh... He did pull away, suddenly, with a gasp. Damn, was it effecting his mind already? "Agatha... I'm... my head feels funny and I'm having weird thoughts. So it's probably best to keep your distance. Thank you, though, for the kiss." He gave a weak smile, then laid his head back and groaned. His brain felt like it was swimming in molasses, and the edges of his vision were blurring. His skin was becoming more and more pale and his eyes slowly turned black. "I just need... to rest..."

Right after that, he blacked out. But for some reason, Agatha's wish came true.

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Agatha tried not to do anything but listen to his breathing, when she looked at him she noticed how he spoke, and that his skin was terribly pale, his eyes black and looked worn in, as if his eye sockets sinking. It seemed awful that this abomination of a virus had ever started. She had seen the movies and watched it with her friends, for a horror night, people dressed as them for Halloween, and here they were, suffering with the consequences. She looked at him once he pulled away mentioning that his head felt funny.

He thanked her for the kiss but for her, it meant everything. It was along with her feelings that she had, whatever they may be, but they also went hand and hand with her goodbye. When he passed out, she stood up, jerking herself back, pulling the bag of food. She began to walk, slowly leaving him as she tugged her coat closer, but she didn't think it was wise. How many times had he protected her when she couldn't do anything about them. She would have been dead years ago if it weren't for him. Instead of walking the way she should have, she turned around and grabbed the gun, going back to him and keeping her distance.

She propped up on her knee, watching him. If he made a move on her, she'd have to put him out of his misery, he would be a zombie like everyone else, and as much as she hoped that he would be fine with her, that he would be good, she knew she wouldn't leave a living target just there, she'd give him a peace of mind too.

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Gabe stayed out for a long time, but he continued breathing. That was the odd thing. Zombies didn't breathe. But his chest was still very clearly moving. Everything else indicated he was turning. His skin was so pale that veins and arteries were visible in places. He was shaking and moaning intermittently in his sleep. But that didn't sound any different than if he was having a nightmare.

Suddenly his eyes shot open. And strangest of all, they seemed to have cleared. His hand went to his head. "Shiiit. I wish this headache would just go away. I can't get any sleep like this." Then he started to remember. He hadn't been sleeping. He looked down at himself, then up at Agatha. Seeing the gun trained on him might have stopped his heart before, but now as the pieces were falling in place, he remembered that he had asked her to shoot him. He was grateful she hadn't yet, but still...

"Something... something weird is going on." Confusion and conflict were clear on his face. Was it just taking longer with him? Was he safe? "I'm not... well I don't really know what I am. I feel different, but..." He looked into the distance. He could see quite clearly, which was odd because dawn was just beginning to beak and it hadn't reached them yet. Also, he wasn't cold anymore. His muscles felt tight, and his voice was deeper and more scratchy. "I'm... alive... I think."

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Agatha stayed her position, not daring to move. She didn't really want to sit here pointing a gun at the man she had called a friend for so long. The one person yet alive to help her. When she noticed that he was stirring she clutched the gun tighter, not knowing if a part of him would remember her. No one else seemed to, but she wouldn't be surprised if he didn't.

Staring at him as he went to his head. He spoke, words were forming and coming out. She cleared her throat as he looked at her and the gun on him. "Who are you?" She asked, daring to see what he remembered. She heard him mention being weird, feeling different. He was speaking, but wasn't attacking, yet.

She didn't dare lower the gun, she clutched it staring at him, her eyes icing over, in case it dared find peace in not wanting to shoot him. She never wanted too, but she would if she must. "What happened? What was the last thing you remember us doing?"


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Kenzie was considered more of a modern witch. She may not be strong in her witchcraft she knew that she looked like it to the average passerby. She had long silver hair and wore black that came out of most people's head not fully understanding why she would wear it in that fashion. She looked to be a normal person, except for those who looked deeper and noticed the details of the tattoo on her hands. The ones that were to be seen by others.

One day she had received a message from an old friend speaking to her about one of her sons that was having trouble with his powers coming in. She asked if she could help, and she was eager to try something. If she could. She wasn't the strongest in the craft but her friend was old school. They both were old friends from high school, when she divulged her gift her friend had been very kind.

She stared at the boy who slept peacefully in his bed. He was over age and his mother hated that she had to depart with him, but she promised that she would help him if she could. The mother of him allowed her to take him in the night so she could explain in the morning. With that she waited for the boy to awake.

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Trevor didn't like the fact that he was being sent beyond his home for assistance, but he was told that he 'needs more structure in his life'... whatever that meant. He tried to protest with his departing mother... but she wouldn't negotiate. Then, as soon as he stepped into the car... he was knocked out by, well... something. The last thing he saw was his mother, saying to him "I love you sweetie."

He began to stir in the lovely bed he was lying in, waking to a strange woman, with some sort of powerful energy looming about her. Trevor blinked a few times, yawned... and realized he wasn't in his home anymore. He looks right in her eyes and asks "Where am I? Who are you?"

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Kenzie's silver hair covered some of her face as she sat on the edge of the bed awaiting him to awake. When he stirred from his sleep and he looked into her eyes she nodded gently and placed a hand on his arm. "Hush, you are safe here, I am Kenzie. I have been asked to look after you."

She wanted to make sure the lad was safe and protect him and since she was the old school she knew that she would be able to help him as best as she could. "I am a friend of your mother's. I have been asked to help you. Did you rest well enough?" She asked as she rubbed his arm in a comforting measure before realizing she should stop.

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Trevor looked at Kenzie, and began to piece together a half decent bit of ideas... that weren't exactly PG-13. Pushing them aside, he pieced together a half-assed "I think I remember you being mentioned... something about a reading." He got up, rubbing his eyes, and found he was in a room that looked like it was made for a queen.

He looked a little embarrassed with the arm rub before looking down... and his eyes landed near her lower body, but only for a second. He quickly averted his gaze... but not quickly enough. "Uh... so, I did get enough rest... but another strange nightmare. Also, what did my mother want your help with, pertaining to me?"

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Kenzie looked at him, his gaze trailed her up and down and a blush hit her cheeks. "I'm gonna try to help you control them, learn more about yourself, whatever we can do for fun. Your mom was sad to let you go and spend time with me but I'm sure it will all turnout fine."

"What was your nightmare about?" She asked looking at him carefully. "You are a grown man, she asked for help with your powers of course. I am not a specialist in that knowledge but I will try to help where I can." She said looking st him carefully and wondering what he was thinking, "can I do something for you? Get anything?"

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Trevor looked around the room, thinking it to be the beginning of a mansion. With no hesitation, he said "Is this gonna be some kind of... training? Not sure if hero stuff fits into my schedule...", before getting out of bed.

He looked at her and said "The nightmare is about... well, there's this guy. He's extremely fast, but all I can see of him is like... a ghostly trail. You know... there one second, gone the next? Anyway... I keep raising my hand, making a fist, and bringing it down on where I think he is... but he dodges it. Each time, breaking the paved road. That is... until he runs in front of me. Before he can do anything, I wake up." He thought... and asked if he could spend some time with her, to get to know his new mentor better.

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Kenzie looked at him gently and wondered what was running through his head. "To control your magic and amongst other things." She thought of her BDSM ways but she didn't know how he would feel about it all. He was over age and worked perfectly fine for her.

She listened to him tell his story and she nodded. "Hmm... that's strange. But you are fine, what makes it a nightmare that you can't do anything about it?" She asked him cautiously when he asked they could spend more time together she gave a small laugh.

"That's all you will be doing is spending time with me. I am helping you, after all, I normally don't do this."

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Trevor looked at her, seeing a strange look on her face, and wondered what the lady was thinking. "Uh... magic? I, uh... I-I don't know what you're talking about. Not me... and it definitely didn't... b-break anything..." Trevor looked extremely nervous, almost as if he was called out on a crime.

"Seems like you hand-pick them, don't you?" He says to Kenzie, not realizing the dirty joke he just told. Oh well, it happened... and he says "So, what's the plan for today, besides control of some magic, which I... definitely don't have... but would like to control, if I had it..." It was almost cute the way Trevor acted immaturely, almost on command... and his pants were definitely reflecting a second conversation... and plan.

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Trevor looked at her and breathed lightly, before saying "I might have gotten into a fight before coming here... and the other guy might not have survived the fight." He says, looking to his hands. "Uh... anyway, we should get on with business."

He looked at her... and his face immediately began to dull in color, cracking in certain parts. He said "This isn't magic... and it got someone hurt. These powers... I got them from birth. See, my father says if I didn't come along, my mother would be normal... and it's kinda true. When she still had me, the big particle accelerator debut was occurring. She was celebrating, but then... the whole thing exploded, sending dark matter everywhere. She was pinned down by debris from a building when the dark matter struck her, and it fused some of the stone's atomic structure to us. I got this... and my mother got enough time to give birth to me. She was hospitalized, and within a few minutes, her bones and other tissues were... healed. Not only that, but she was as tough, physically, as steel. My father, well... it got on his nerves." His face returned to normal, and he said "I showed you mine... now you show me yours. I've been told you can be rather... enchanting."

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Kenzie listened to him as he spoke about him not living and then she rubbed his back. "It's fine, things happen. That's why your in a protective space, they won't work right now until I want it to. I want you to learn how to control them. That's the entire reason you are here with me."

When he spoke about his she smiled gently and laughed at his question. "Well, exactly what I said, witchcraft. Your mother knows I am not a professional or that strong even, but I know basic stuff. I try my best to keep control of my own magic so she wanted me to help you with yours."

She looked at him carefully. "Did you mother tell you my requirement of helping you?"

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Trevor smiled, breathing a sigh of relief. "Well, I'm glad to be here. Whatever you have to teach me, I'm ready to learn." With that, Trevor began to think to himself _Oh man, what if she has... other plans?_ getting excited... and the excitement was evident. All he was thinking of was... well, it differed between _Can a stick of dynamite explode in space once lit?*, *Is she gonna have her way with me?_ and _I wonder what magic she knows and can control..._

Trevor looked to Kenzie and smirked a little. "She told me I'd be staying with an old friend, and they'd help me on my feet. If there's anything you have to teach, I'm all ears." He said, quietly pushing his deep dirty fantasies to the back of his mind. His teenage mind kept bringing these thoughts into his head... but they felt off. Each one, a balance of desire and disgust... for Kenzie had been there for his early childhood and up, or... that's what he was told. He couldn't remember her... but then again, she was a witch.

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Kenzie looked at him cautiously and smiled he seemed to be deep in thought and she didn't know if she should interrupt. When he spoke about what she was going to teach him she couldn't help but smile. "That's all she told you?" She smiled as she crossed her legs and folded her hands on them.

"I also am going to be making good use of your time here. Did your mother tell you that I was into kink and that I wanted that with you?" She knew her mind was telling her that she should wait to tell him but she thought it best to get it out of the way. "You are deep in thought Trevor, what is wrong?"

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Trevor looked to her hands out of reflex, saying "My mother mentioned experimenting, and said it was some of the most fun she's had with someone. It... might be..." He trailed off, blushing. "Anyway... the stories she told... let's just say I didn't just listen to them." He says, chuckling a bit. He thought about her a while... and he wanted to have fun with her... but didn't want his mother to find out.

Trevor's eyes opened a little wider, then he stuttered out "Uh-I might... li-like that..." He said as he looked at Kenzie... almost with a new light. There were thousands of voices in his head, screaming that this is wrong and he should stop these thoughts... and each one shut down within a moment. "I've not... done much with exploration, so... maybe we could... do that together?" He said, almost as if he was waiting for the conceptual board to be pulled out from under him, letting him fall to the conceptual pit.

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Kenzie looked at him as he spoke about his mother and experimenting. She couldn't help but laugh. "Your mother, she is a hoot. She always used to do the same thing as you get an embarrassed blush and look away when she spoke about sex. Its natural. Sex happens and if you pick the person you want to be intimate with then you do that with them."

She nodded gently as he stuttered about liking it. She moved closer and put a hand on his knee. "Do I make you nervous? Is that why you look like you are going to fall apart? How about you tell me something you have always wanted to do, I will help with that." She nodded gently as she kept her focus on him and wondered what he was thinking about again. Everything changed at every minute and she knew things were changing between them already.

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Trevor realized just what he said, and joined into her laughter. After all, he made it a goal to be able to laugh at himself when other people laugh. "Well, when you put it like that, it's seeming like there's gonna be more soiled sheets than a sponge with about 4 leaking problems." He says, clearly joking around.

As soon as her hand hit his leg, his heartbeat was bordering on that of a speedster. "I... you, uh... make me a-a little nervous. And... I've kinda always wanted to try... being tied up and helpless... my partner having their way with me..." And it was then that his member decided to make a guest appearance.

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Kenzie looked at him and smiled as he made another joke another giggle came from her lips and she nodded towards him. She watched him carefully as his heartbeat began to increase. "Calm down, take a deep breath and slow it down. I may have to get you started with tea drinking if you can't naturally calm that down."

She noticed how his body stirred when he spoke about being tied up. She moved a bit to where she climbed in his lap, wrapping her legs around either knee. "Well, you are in luck. I like to do that to people if they are willing." She leaned her head near his and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. "Is there something you don't like?"

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Trevor breathed deeply a few times, and his heartbeat slowed down, gradually. "Whew... that's better..." Trevor then looked to her and smiles, showing her that he's okay now... but it was clear he was still a little nervous. It's to be expected... since they're about to explore BDSM.

As soon as she climbed into his lap... one hand instinctively leapt to her outer thigh, the other to her upper back. He immediately looked like he saw a ghost... and it quickly faded, feeling the sensation of her wet pussy over his member. "I don't know what I'm okay with... but I'm willing to try just about anything. Any fake dongs go near my mouth, we might have a problem on our hands." Trevor said, trying to sound a little authoritative.

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Kenzie looked at him and watched as his heartbeat slowed down. Her skirt must have lifted some as he felt ever so close to her. "You aren't going to have much a say in anything. Just enjoy the ride. At the same time, you are safe here, nothing bad will happen with your powers, everything is fine as long as we stay within this home."

She leaned closer to him placing a gentle kiss on his cheek and slowly down to his neck. "Would you like to start right away or would you like to rest some?"

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Trevor blushed as he felt at peace with her... and it felt right. Yes, there were voices telling him it wasn't... but it was right. "I'll love my stay here with you. After all, all I see nothing but good things coming my way... feel a few good things too~" He said, looking down at Kenzie's legs... and where that was all leading.

He leaned in close, kissed her deeply, moving the kisses down her neck, and said "I think it's all up to you... and I'll follow your lead anywhere." With that, he caressed her body while kissing her.


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Watching her curious about his phone history, Jake smiled at her. "Nothing, just some porn you know?" In reality, it had all the details of the women who harassed her, ruined him of his childhood and matured him at a very young age with pain and suffering. He had plans, evil plans for them and he wouldn't like to let them be out in public. He was only preparing himself to make sure that when he strikes, he kills her. He was very bitter about them and rightly so.

His thoughts were cut off by the feel of her hand on his abs. "Woah! I didn't know you liked my abs so much. That makes you stupid because you could have just asked me for more clothes for yourself and you would have my abs on display all the time." Jake was finding it really fun and attractive that the girl was openly flirting with him. He liked attention, the good attention and her cheeky personality was only bringing him closer and closer to her.

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"But I liked it!" Katalina giggled again. She found it so cute how he tried to be protective. "I can give you mouth to mouth under the water until you make it to shallow water. Or I can hold you up... like this!" Katalina reached her arms around Jake and pushed him up with surprising strength, though she couldn't quite lift him. Maybe she was just looking for another excuse to make physical contact with the boy.

"Oh? What type of porn?" Katalina was even more curious now. "Will you show me?" "Nope, well, I am kinda stupid for sure, but nope. I don't want your perfect abs on display to everyone who might be hiding in the bushes ready to kidnap us. I want those abs all for me!" Katalina could literally feel herself inevitably becoming more and more loose with him.

The rain has calmed down to only a sprinkle now. Suddenly Katalina gasped and pointed at a small house across the river. "We're here! That's my place. Come on!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him off the path down toward the rushing water. "We just have one more tiny obstacle to get across..."

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Jake blushed with every word that she said about her underwater adventures with him. It was so silly and yet her cheerful demeanor made him feel nice. He even let her happily touch him and try lifting only to fail. "Its alright, its alright. I am impressed actually! Now please put me down again mam!" Chris actually felt his body pressing against hers as she lifted him and for the first time, he did not feel awkward anymore. He wasn't sure whether it was the water effect or just her friendly personality but she was making an effect on her, at least starting to make one.

"Please do tell me what are these ways that make you wet? I thought there was only one way of getting wet hmm?" As he enquired about porn, he let out a chuckle only to turn laughing hard on her wish to watch that porn. "Shut up! Its not nice to ask someone what porn they watch." He thought of an idea to stumble her at the moment. "Actually, don't tell anyone else okay? Its just some gay gangbang porn. I am really into guys you know?"

He pushed her playfully on being flirty with his abs once again. His eyes spotted the house and he took a deep breath. "Are you kidding me? Yooo girl! Its the other side of the river. We literally walked from that side to this." He followed her, walking to the shore, putting his feet in the water and immediately pulling it back. "AND ITS COLD!"

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"Show don't tell." Katalina grabbed his hand and guided it down between her wet shirt and skirt, then deeper over her panties. "Feel that... right there." She almost moaned, but managed to keep her composure. A bit of warm creamy liquid seeped through over his fingers. She giggled and closed her thighs over his hand to keep it there. "That's from you, not from the rain." She whispered.

Then she suddenly pulled his hand out in a bit of shock. "No you're not into guys! You're lying. I know you're into me, baby, admit it. " But then she thought about it. That type of porn did sound kinda fun. "Actually... deal! We go home, and we watch your gay gangbang porn together! Cuz I happen to be into guys, you know? And you can't back out of it now."

"But first, we gotta make it across... Also it's your turn." Katalina pulled off her jacket and threw it over his shoulders. She then bent down and dipped her hand in the water. It really was quite cold. "No it's not! Look, it's not even that deep either." With that she took a step forward and then jumped in the water... and was immediately submerged all the way to her head. In reality Katalina was squatting down in the water to make it seem deeper. It would only reach up to her butt if she stood up.

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Her actions shook Jake. He would have never anticipated such a bold move from her. Sure flirting was nice, even if it was direct but this was different. He felt the warmth of her body, her actual femininity. And he could confirm that she wasn't lying. He was way experienced than any other boy of his age and he could correctly identify her swollen clit. He felt something thicker, something smoother stick on his finger and knew what it was. He thought to pull his hands off her pants but she had her thick thighs sandwich his hand stuck there.

"Why are you so turned on from me? What would actually happen if we happen to sleep together? You'd be having a river down there." He made another joke out of her too-direct of a flirt. When she pulled his hand out of her and panicked, he laughed. "I really am gay sweetie! Why do you think I'm pushing you away while you wanna be in my mouth? I like guys. I like dicks!"

"No we're not watching anything. I will drop you to your door and turn around. I have to reach back to... Uh home! And the weather only seem to get worse." He refrained from telling her that he had to go to the bowling alley first to pick his car up.

As Katalina pulled off the jacket and gave to him, getting into the cold water, he groaned. "You're so stupid! You are thinner than me! You need the clothes more you dumbass!" He instantly followed her as a reflex to help her keep warm. Soon as he jumped into the water, chills ran through his spine. "Fuck that is soooooo cold." He held her hand and then pulled her close to him, wrapping his arms around her, trying to make an unsuccessful attempt at keeping her warm. "Lets cross quickly, we'll catch cold!"

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Katalina though for a second. The idea of sleeping together made her almost pee herself, but she didn't show it. "If we sleep together... we would simply be asleep because you are gay. And my dreams would be wild." Her answer was quite serious until she jumped in the water.

Katalina stood up in the river and pulled him further in, thought they could still both walk on the bottom. "Oh fuck you're right! I am such a dumbass... it didn't even cross my mind that you'd need to get home." She looked at him apologetically with the cold water still streaming down her whole body. "Uhmm, will you be my guest for tonight? Just long enough to put all your clothes in the drier? I'll make us dinner too. Then we will watch gay gangbang porn in the living room, on the big screen! It's not even 5am yet, we've got time." The plan really started to come together, in her mind at least.

Katalina flung her hair at Jake to splash him then pushed through the water toward the other side. Sadly the current had washed away all of the cum between her legs, but there would surely be more to come. The girl's clothes were fully saturated with cold water in a way which the rain couldn't do. Katalina's shirt clung to her chest and her skirt molded around her butt. She only turned around to make sure the boy is okay before climbing up the steep shore.

A bright light came on in the back yard when they tripped a motion sensor. "Come inside!" Katalina jumped up and down on the back porch a few times to shake some of the water off her clothes, then walked inside. The living room was a bit of a mess. There was a big plate on the floor with a dildo and a pink vibrator in it. A porn movie was paused on the big monitor, showing two Russian girls in pretty dresses soaked in cum making out while sitting on a man's abs. His penis was still fully erect. "Uh!" Katalina quickly turned off the screen and grabbed her toys. "So what would you like for dinner?"


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A feminine voice broke through the silence of the room. She hadn't even knocked. Melantha turned slowly, eyes immediately drifting down to the low cut of her dress that hinted at supple cleavage. "The right stuff," she echoed, eyes slowly dragging up to the girl's. So she was a student. A perky little thing. How long would she last? Days? Weeks? She smiled, a crooked line drawn across her painted lips. "Don't make promises you can't keep, my dear. We're all late sometimes." She gestured to the two seats in front of her desk, each angled slightly inward to face her. "Please, take a seat."

Melantha let her elbows rest on her desk, her chin resting lightly in her palm. "Tell me about yourself---" her eyes drifted to the portfolio on her desk "---Elizabeth. You'll have to remind me which school you come from. I only got a moment to glance at your portfolio." It had taken her two minutes and thirty-three seconds to read over the papers, but the sweet little thing didn't need to know that. She wanted to see if the woman would rise to the questions or if she'd shy away.

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Thankfully it didn't seem that her new boss was all that angry with her, at least not outwardly so. Perhaps she was cursing her in her head at this very moment, but she wasn't showing it so Elizabeth did not muster up much care. She moved gracefully over to the chair she was instructed to sit in and crossed one toned, pale leg over the other, placing her hands neatly on her lap after setting her packet in the other empty chair beside her. "I'll keep that in mind," Lizzie said and then waited for her to continue the conversation. It took little time and she was quick to ask her to talk about herself. It wasn't exactly something that she loved to do, but she wasn't entirely put off by the idea.

"Certainly," She nodded, thinking a moment before her icy blue eyes went back to hers. Her eyes scanned over the woman before her and she found herself attracted to her confident style. Something about her dark hair and intense gaze drew her in. She was looking forward to getting to know this woman more, especially if that meant she could borrow an outfit or two. Though that was probably wishful thinking.

"I attend RHU, the main college here in Ravens Hollow, I am majoring in business and minoring in music." She explained, keeping her words short and to the point as her boss did not seem like the type of woman who wanted her to go on about herself endlessly. "I moved here a few years back from a small town in California, I'm an only child, and my widowed mom is back in our home state," She shrugged a little lightly. "Beyond that, I'm not sure what else you'd like to know? Do you have any specific questions you'd like answers to?" She asked curiously, quirking her brow. Of course, she had entirely left out anything to do with the fact that she spent most of her free time slaying vampires.

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Melantha's eyes dragged to the silent clock ticking on the wall behind Elizabeth. Eighteen seconds. Her explanation had been somewhat informative and straight to the point. "Minoring in music," she said, words languid as she looked over the woman's proud bone structure. Lower, she traced the sweeping bow of her upper lip. The rich hue of her lipstick stood in stark contrast to her pale, almost snowy skin.

Blood would look good on her.

"Well, for one," she straightened, lifting her head off her knitted hands, "I'd like to know if you've ever done something similar to this. Recently, I've had an issue with incompetence. As pretty as you are, I need someone who has a good head on their shoulders. Your portfolio said you had prior experience, but you looked about ready to throw up when Steph handed you that packet." She waved a hand at the papers that had disappeared past her line of sight on the other seat. Melantha didn't wait for the woman's answer as she continued on, already deciding that Elizabeth didn't have enough experience for her to not want to take her to the Undercity. "Brad will be your trainer. He's stepped in as my assistant since the last one quit. He'll teach you all to need to know."

Already, she found herself growing bored with such simplicities. "Any questions for me, Miss Winters?" Hopefully, Brad would be up to the task instead of trying to drown himself in a mug full of bourbon and coffee. Nasty little concoction.

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Elizabeth stared at the woman in red, nodding her head as she asked a logical question of her. "Yes. Plenty. This would be my third executive assistant position," In truth, she had only just moved here months prior. Before she had known she was the Slayer she had been in her hometown, serving the higher-ups and suits in the high-rises of her community. This was not at all her first time in a corporate office and the ease and confidence with which she sat before her new boss made that clear. She had always been good at this line of work, but that didn't mean she loved it. When finally quitting to be the Slayer full time she had expected to never come back, yet here she was, feigning receptionist in the making.

It made the blonde smile a dazzling smile as her new boss called her out for looking distasteful of the paperwork she'd been handed. That was the worst part of these kinds of jobs, paperwork. "Not sick, per see, Ma'am, but rather... surprised?" She said, looking up and off to the right in thought for a moment. "I would have thought a company like Bane would have streamlined such things and employee packets and what not. So I was surprised to see the textbook-sized packet I was given," She shrugged and then smiled again, looking back at her new employer.

She stood when she asked her about her own questions and Elizabeth shook her head lightly, "Only one, really. What would you prefer I address you as? Otherwise, I'm sure to find that Brad will provide me with access to everything else I need to know," She was ready to shake the other female's hand and make her exit once her one simple question had been answered.

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Eight perfect teeth gleamed at Melantha, a stunning display that contrasted the stain of her crimson lips. With her fingers clasped, her thumb brushed against the side of her forefinger, imagining the way the woman's velvet bottom lip might feel against her touch. Her gaze was languid as it drifted up, catching the woman glancing off. "We like our employees to sign with a pen, not with a click," she said simply. Ethel, bless her soul, had thrown a fit when Melantha suggested they move their filing system online. The old crone wouldn't hear a word of it, and much to everyone's surprise, Melantha had relented and told her they'd switch over in a year, plenty of time for Ethel to have a team develop a program to her liking.

An elegant brow arched as Elizabeth stood. She hadn't dismissed her. "Miss Markov is just fine," she said, stilling the subtle rub of her thumb against her hand. "Steph will take you down to his office." Melantha straightened and waved her hand dismissively. "He'll hear any of your complaints and questions."

She turned to her computer, pulling up the email she'd been reading before her brief meeting with Elizabeth. Though when the girl turned to leave, she watched the sway of her hips as she slipped out of her office. If she was, in fact, incumbent, she could hire another assistant to do anything of importance. She found that the intern amused her in some odd, human way.

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It was lost on Elizabeth that her new employer was feeling any sort of annoyance with her actions. Though, the Slayer wouldn't have really worried that much about it, just because this job was new she wasn't going to be walked over. "Noted, Miss Markov," Liza said, nodding her head and hugging her papers to her chest with one arm. "Have a great morning!" She said and then excused herself, not waiting for the woman to excuse her. It had been rather easy to see that the woman was ready to move about her business of the day and Elizabeth didn't like to be in the way.

Walking out, Lizzie found the secretary again and stopped before her, eyeing her a moment before speaking. "I was told that you'd show me the way to Brad's office?" She asked, quirking her brow at her. Elizabeth wasn't exactly the type to enjoy this line of work but she was good at it despite that. She was looking forward to getting on with her day and getting to know the layout of the building. It was going to be important if she wanted to infiltrate the business like she planned. Of course, it was less about that and more about flushing out the unmentionables. But, either way, that was going to be a vital tool in her mission.


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Meredith glanced at him her eyes wide with surprise that she wouldn't be there to make him suffer, nor would she lose her career. She found it silly that he thought himself such a big shot that she wouldn't lose anything if people found out.

"I most certainly am not living with you right now, no matter how good you are in bed." She said with a small laugh looking at him straightening out. Moving a hand to his face she smiled. "I never thought you an asshole. I think your strong headed and handsome, and gonna be the fucking death of me. But I've never thought of you as an asshole."

He was going to see her soon? She glanced at him as he said a pet name for her, touching her before he left. Leaving her high and wet with excited need.

Time passed the day long and filled with wanting and needing to be with that strong man who owned her body. She was sitting in her office when she heard a knock on the door. Her head picked up at the voice she knew well. Standing up properly she glanced at him. "Come in." She stated feeling the need to calm down. Her heart rate pacing already just by the sound of his voice. "What can I do for you today?"

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Jacob went in and shut the door, standing by her desk. "Not even ten seconds and you're already asking me what you can do for me?" He chuckled as he easily picked her up and set her on the desk while he took a seat in her chair. Leaning back a bit, crossing his arms over his chest, he cocked his head to the side. "I suppose I'd like to know more about you." He waved a hand at her, "I could tell you were inexperienced with those sorts of things last night, incredibly willing and adaptable, but inexperienced. I think it'd be fun to help you grow."

Leaning back forward, he began to run his hands up her legs, the small welts he gave her running over his sensitive hands. "So, I'd like to know what makes you tick, some of your deepest fantasies." His hands rose to run along the inside of her thighs. "I'd be more than happy to explore them myself, but you need to tell me what you crave. What the things you desire most are." His eyes were boring into his again as the back of his index finger began to lightly rub over her clothed sex. "We all have our favorites, I'd like to know yours."

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Meredith looked at him as he came in and shut the door behind him. The clicking of the door registered how alone they were. Staring at him she realized what she had said and gave a nervous laugh. "Yeah, I guess I did." She smirked softly as she sat on the desk by his command. picking her up so easily. When he asked about getting to know her further she made a small click of her tongue. "You don't want to know me, really. I'm too much to handle. Just too many 'overly exhausting' things about me." She stated as she watched him carefully.

His hands running along her skin and the spots he touched. "I..." She felt her breath hitched, her voice caught in her throat. "I like the idea of being completely owned. Told when to do almost everything." She looked at how he watched her so intently. "I liked when you hurt me... like I somehow knew you wouldn't like hurt-hurt me. Though yesterday evening I couldn't have cared less. It felt so wonderful." She was sighing as her brain took her back to the past evening and her deep and wonderful thoughts. "You know your stuff."

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Jacob's brow quirked upwards at hearing what she liked. She was a lot more into this than he thought she was. "Oh wow, that's amazing." He breathed out, his mind whirring with all the possibilities that could come from having someone so willing to be completely owned like that. Jacob was even more amazed by enjoying getting hurt. So, he won't need to really be careful at all with her. If that's what she wanted, he'd take off the gloves.

"If you want to be completely owned by me, I'm more than happy to oblige." He grinned, his finger slipping past the fabric of her panties. "I'm glad my skills were so impressive that even thinking about it has made you wet." His finger was immediately met with her leaking juices. "Tell me, after I left, were you thinking about seeing me again? Wondering what I'd do to you?" He asked this as his finger ran up and down her slit. "Or did you get this turned on from when I walked through the door? You seem fairly easy to amuse."

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Meredith looked at him her heart pounding away. His boring eyes, the way he stared and made her smirk with delight. Looking at him carefully she felt herself blushing. "I know you would be more than happy to oblige, but circumstances are so different now." Meredith was a sucker for the way he touched her, and the feel of his fingers near her slit, made her flinch, her hips opening wider for his touch. "I'm wet because of you... you did what no one else has wanted to do to me. It's like a dream come true. Except laced with booby traps, and full of torment as well." The idea of being on his beck and call, fucking him till the noon hours was a wonderful idea.

Watching him eat while on her knees or being his display piece while he worked. She closed her eyes and felt him touching, listening to his words. "I... I knew we'd never see each other again. You were a dream of wonderful and I knew I would never get anymore. That was it. What happened when you came into the classroom was complete fear and panic."

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"You're right, they are different. Your dreams are becoming a reality. And they'll be perfect, not full of torment." Jacob purred out, his finger slipping inside of her as she opened her hips. "Already so instinctual. Such a good slut opening your hips up for me to toy and use you." His finger began to curve upwards and gently stroked that sensitive spot. "A shame no one has taken the opportunity to do this with you given how well-behaved you are with this." Honestly, if he found a woman like her, he wouldn't let her go. The thought made him smirk; he definitely didn't let her go.

Jacob let her continue to talk as he slowly finger-fucked her on top of her desk, in her office, on the university campus. She didn't seem to have a care in the world. "What are you thinking now then? As your Master sits before you?" He asked, the pace of his finger picking up. "You certainly don't seem afraid now. In fact, you seem quite needy for attention now that he can give it to you whenever he wants."

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Meredith felt his fingers going inside further, eliciting a small moan as she bit her lip. Preventing any further noise to be made. She didn't forget where she was and the hell she would pay for it. Feeling the way he curved and touched that sensitive spot made her flinch, she pressed against his finger squeezing and trying to keep him in. Not to let him go away. She couldn't have him leave. He had to finish what he started. She leaned her head back, arching her chest further upwards for him to touch if he opened her blouse.

"I'm terrified." She breathed, trying to keep her voice quiet, though the words were shaky. "But you do something to me. No one has before." She had a total of five orgasms with her ex. She was always meant to finish the job that he started and sometimes she was so pissed it never would happen. She wanted this, she needed to feel the control. He seemed to like it, so all caution she had she was throwing to the wind.

"My past, how I got here and somehow sandwiched two dreams together making one messed up nightmare." She hissed her breathing picking up speed as he continued to go further inside her, faster and making her needier than before. She was whimpering and moved a hand to cover her face, to silence herself.

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"Hmm, maybe it's good to be terrified a bit. If you weren't, you wouldn't be so excited with the possibility of someone walking in or hearing that lovely voice of yours." Jacob said, begging to open up the blouse she was wearing to reveal her bra. "And really, you must stop saying this is a nightmare. It's a dream come true." He purred, pushing the cups over her breasts.

Leaning forward, he nipped at the skin and sucked, fully intending to leave a mark. Once he was satisfied there, he'd do it on another empty spot, and then another.

At this point, he had managed to shove three fingers into her weeping cunt, the vulgar noise of her wetness all too clear. Jacob could sense Meredith was close though, so his other hand roughly grabbed her chin and looked her dead in the eyes. "Don't you dare fucking cum until I tell you to." He wanted to see what that use of force would do to her and if she'd listen or break it. Either worked for him.


[User] Harry started slightly at her touch. He realized that it wasn't entirely unpleasant. "Of course." He stroked Hermione's head, inhaling her scent. It was slightly... arousing in a way he couldn't put his finger on. Her breasts pressing against his chest and she shifted a little. He didn't want her to notice anything. "I really like you, Hermione," he muttered at last. His fingers swept across her back. His heart was pounding a little madly inside his chest. He cupped the brunette's face, pulling it forward. He expected her to slap or berate him any moment. He slowly kissed the corner of her mouth.

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Hermione had been caught off guard by Harry's sudden pronouncement. He liked her? Surely he meant as a friend, but as his hand moved up her back, it became clear that he meant more. He took her face and kissed her, and it was like the air was sucked from her lungs. Everything disappeared but him. She kissed Harry back, unable to stop herself. It was a passionate kiss, and one she realized she'd wanted for a long time. Long before she'd admitted she didn't actually want Ron.

Moments later, she broke the kiss and leaned back to look into Harry's eyes again. She was flooded with guilt suddenly. What would people think? She stood quickly, shaking her head, "We shouldn't have done that Harry. I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry." She grabbed her things and ran back to the castle, terrified that she'd just ruined everything. She was so stupid, Harry was her best friend, and she had kissed him.

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Hermione tasted good. Harry realized that the girl was much better than Cho Chang. They were clearly visible in the grounds from the castle, and yet it didn't really bother him that anyone might watch. His tongue slid into hers' for a moment as they made out, and his hands went to Hermione's waist. He nibbled her lips, inhaling the seductive scent.

And then it was over. "Wait, no!" Harry got to his feet just as she started running back to the castle. "Hermione, hold on!" It was as if the euphoria inside him had been evaporated, only to be replaced by a hollow. Waves of disgust coursed through him. Hadn't he just taken advantage of her? He rushed to keep up with Hermione, holding her hand just as she was walking up the stone steps into the castle. "Please listen to me." A few people glanced curiously at them during their way to a herbology lesson.

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Hermione looked embarrassed as the other students looked at them, and she whispered her response, not pulling her hand away from his, "Harry... what about Ginny? And what will Ron think? We can't do this. And if it didn't work out, I don't want to lose you. You're my best friend."

It hurt her to say these things, because the truth was that she wanted this. She wanted him. He was so perfect. Harry was smart, talented, athletic, kind, protective, and more than a little attractive. His messy hair was so endearing, and his green eyes were beautiful. Not to mention his body. God his body...

[User] Harry spluttered a little. "I... it's not really working out with Ginny, to be honest. We've never clicked. I don't know what even made me attracted to her, in the first place." It was the truth, and yet he doubted whether Hermione would believe him. "As for Ron... I know he'd upset that you snogged me, but..." His voice trailed off. "I love you. I really do." His heart was beating a little madly inside his chest. He grabbed her arm, not letting go. "I'm serious."

[Assistant] Hermione couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Harry loved her? That was just... absurd. She must've misunderstood him. "Harry... how can I know you really mean that? I'm scared this will ruin everything."

[User] Harry took a deep breath. "I'm not lying. What would be the point of betraying you, Hermione? Of course, no one's asking you to believe me." Harry leaned forwards, holding her tightly. "It won't ruin anything. I promise. Trust me on that even if you don't believe anything else. I could never hurt you."

[Assistant] Harry leaned in so close, and as he spoke his reassuring words, Hermione couldn't help herself anymore. She kissed him again. It was a slow, passionate kiss. The kiss she had wanted for so long, though she had tried to deny it, even to herself. She wanted this, wanted him.

[User] Harry was slightly taken aback, but returned the kiss. His tongue darted forwards to entwine with her own as they made out. He pulled Hermione towards the castle, stroking her hair. Finally, he broke the embrace, somewhat breathless. He grinned at her. "Come on," he muttered, almost dragging her towards the nearby classroom. He shut the door behind them, excited about what they were about to do. "I want you to know that I'm very serious about it, Hermione. It's not a jump-off or anything. I'm talking about a proper relationship." He faltered. "You understand me, don't you?"

[Assistant] Hermione followed Harry to the empty classroom, her entire body feeling warm as she realized what he wanted. "I understand, Harry," she replied, somewhat breathless. "I want that too. I want to be with you."

[User] "Well, then what are we waiting for ?" Harry grinned. He pulled her in for another, slightly short, kiss before undressing. He hesitated before pulling down his boxers. God, the boy had no idea that he'd be allowing Hermione to see his private anatomies. He waited awkwardly, almost as if expecting her to take the lead.

[Assistant] Hermione saw his hesitation, and it just made him that much more attractive. She leaned in and kisses him softly, then gently pulled his boxers down for him. She wasn't a virgin, but she still didn't have a lot of experience, and she was surprised by how... nice it looked. And he was hard for her. It made her skin tingle as she looked at it. She looked up at Harry and whispered, "Will you undress me Harry?"

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Harry hissed sharply at her touch. He was rock-hard by now. Green waves of unreality washed over him. Sure, he'd fantasized about this for months, had craved the brunette's touch, but had never actually expected her to go down on him. His breathing became slightly more labored as he noticed Hermione eyeing his shaft. He was all for what they were about to do.

"Of course." He dimly registered how soft her skin was as he undressed the girl, removing her clothes. He was quite gentle, not wanting to hurt her. And he probably never would. Unless she wanted him to. Ron, he thought, would be so jealous. "How are you going to explain this to Ron?" he grinned, finally pulling aside Hermione's panties. The sight of her slit was intoxicating. He kneeled down on the floor, facing her vagina. He gave her a tentative lick, tipping the girl a wink.

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Hermione watched as Harry knelt before her, a sense of surrealism washing over her. She could hardly believe this was happening---that she was here, with him, in such an intimate situation. His tongue sent shivers up her spine and she couldn't help but let out a soft gasp at the sensation. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked down at him, his green eyes glinting with desire.

This wasn't just about physical attraction; it was about them finally acknowledging the deep connection they'd always shared. But there were still so many questions left unanswered---what would happen when others found out? How would Ron react? Despite these worries clouding her mind, she realized that right now, all she wanted was to lose herself in Harry, to explore this newfound dimension of their relationship.


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Carrie scoffed as she heard Jackson. What the hell? Was there any way to win here? God, Jackson was annoying, and far too stubborn. It was difficult to find a compromise here. Carrie sighed, listening to the man's idiotic ideals as if that was ever going to happen. "If you love me, prove it." Carrie pointed out.

It took Carrie a while to find a way to counter his whispered words. "If you want me to eat, give me what I want first." Carrie offered, hoping he would give in. She couldn't move much, but she did start to move her body down so his hard cock was touching the outside of her panties, feeling the wetness down there. Carrie tended to get what she wanted, even if her only plan right now was to distract Jackson and wear him out so she could wander the house and find a way to escape.

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Jackson had patiently waited for the moment he could fuck her, take in her warm folds. She felt him strategically move her body so that her panties touched him. "You are being a naughty girl. But what do you really want? Do you want this?" He said as he stood off the bed and pulled down his pants. "Underwear to underwear." He said as he took back his previous position before leaning close to her ear. "Or would you like me to fuck you now?"

She had soft skin and as he put her smoothie down on the counter the skin of his hand touched her cheek. Running along with the softness he smiled. "You are so beautiful, how I've wanted you. But you are up to something, what I can't decide. But I promise I will help." he moved back a bit as he slid off his boxers and let his seven inch when hard cock and smiled at her.

"You like what you see?"

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Carrie let out a groan as she heard Jackson taunt her. It wasn't fair! He was being difficult at the moment, and she was giving in to what he wanted. "You know I want you to fuck me right now." Carrie pointed out softly. His hand stroked her cheek and she smiled up at him, staring at him with as much lust and desire in her eyes as she could muster.

She watched as Jackson seemed to agree to what she had in mind as he slid off his boxers and revealed an impressively sized cock, hard and throbbing for her. "Then help me. Make me scream." Carrie suggested with a wink.

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Jackson watched her carefully trying to decide what she was up too. But he was going to leave her hands tied to the headboard. He lengthened the rope for her to lay down, he moved her further on the bed so she was on her back. "You are so beautiful, you are like an angel. To touch you is like touching heaven." He stated as he kissed her cheek. He moved his hand to her panties and began to slide them down.

"Carrie, oh precious Carrie you are so beautiful, shall I remove this?" He asked as he touched her chest. She was inviting him to something and his brain warned him that she was up to some trick that she did not hate him more than half an hour ago before eagerly wanting to be fucked.

His father taught him something about calling bluff, but when heaven was before you, you wanted just a taste of it.

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It was obvious that Jackson didn't trust her sudden change in demeanor, but it seemed like he couldn't help himself. Either that, or Carrie was seducing him without trying too hard. "Untie me. I want to touch you, Jackson." Carrie asked with a smile. It wasn't fair he got to touch her but she had to wait until he did something to her. Carrie blushed, though she knew she was beautiful. It wasn't like she couldn't have any guy she wanted. But the fact that she didn't want Jackson, well, she should have had a choice.

"Touch me, undress me. Make love to me, show me how much you love me." Carrie encouraged happily.

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She looked so innocent and the way her blonde hair fell and cascaded on her Jackson knew that she was an angel. But this angel was also a wolf in sheep cloth. She was going to try to escape, but she had another thing coming for her. "I will, but know that if you try any funny business, you aren't getting off the Island. No one is around and the only way we can communicate with the outside world is through my computer which is so encoded you wouldn't get to it before I get you. I am stronger than you, and probably faster as well. But if you thought your hands being tied up was hard, I can make it worse. Remember that." He said sternly at her before releasing her hands.

He moved his hands around her breasts and unclasped them taking it off and looking at her. "You are an angel, my love. My sweet woman." With that, he leaned down and kissed her, soft at first but filled with desire. He broke it gently as he began to leave gentle kisses and tiny nips at her skin. "Let me make love to you, and show you just how much you mean to me."

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Jackson immediately threatened her and claimed she would stand no chance of escape because he was stronger and faster. But Carrie was a bitch. Jackson was going to regret the decision to kidnap her. Even if it did require biding her time, Carrie had plans. He wanted to hold her captive, but he hadn't thought this through. Jackson had made it clear this was a deserted island. If she could get ahold of a knife, there wouldn't be anyone who could save him if she struck. Carrie knew where to cut so the blood loss wouldn't stop without medical attention.

For now, she played her part, pretended to be into this. She ran her fingers across his chest as he kissed her. Carrie kissed back, doing all she could to avoid gagging. Right now, her only option was to play along with his delusional fantasies of her loving him back. She let out soft moans as he kissed and nipped at her skin. "It seems like you're all talk. Do something then." Carrie said softly, encouraging him more.

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Jackson looked up at her and tried to read her emotions off of what he said. She was tinier than him, but she was precious. He leaned down and kissed her once more before continuing his journey. He made his descent down towards her folds. He gently pushed her legs apart and licked at her clit. He licked before kissing it and showing how much he thought she was.

He was like a dog in the desert finally finding water to drink. As he continued to lick he decided it was the next part as he found the bud he closed in and grasped it into his mouth and sucked on it, sucking like a lollipop to get everything he could from it. When he broke away he looked at her. "Are you on birth control?" He asked wanting to make sure he didn't get her pregnant, one day he would like the idea of that but tonight he wanted to make love to her and show her what she had been denying herself.

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Carrie was less than thrilled about this. At least she had enough skill to fake it. For the time being, Jackson needed to believe she actually wanted him. It seemed like it was the only way to escape. Jackson was obsessed in a very creepy way, and even his touches made her want to jump out of her skin. The reality was, she needed Jackson to let his guard down. Giving him what he so desperately wanted was only the beginning step. Carrie could play the lovesick girl for a man she didn't like, if it was her only option. Jackson had mentioned traveling the world with him, and while she didn't really want to wait that long, it was a surefire way she could escape him, saying she would go out for food, something like that.

She let out moans as Jackson pleasured her orally. It wasn't necessarily terrible, but she wasn't going to admit that. All of this was a means to an end. He finally stopped, just so he could ask about birth control. Carrie stifled a laugh. "Yes." Carrie responded. She knew what Jackson's game was. He probably did want to knock her up so she'd have to stay by his side. Still, Carrie could put on a convincing act to keep Jackson from thinking she might escape. It was her plan, but it would take some time, and she needed an opportunity.

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Jackson focused on her carefully and continued to work on her lower body. His mind was noticing everything about her effect skin. He kissed Carries folds and possessed all his power into making her relax. He wanted her through one orgasm before giving another.

He looked at her carefully before attaching his lips to her again and ran a finger against her lips and slowly pressed a digit in. He wanted her to scream his name but he knew it would take time. Gently he inserted another finger and looked up to see what her expressions were. He wanted to see what was going on with her face at how she would react to everything.

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Carrie was super uncomfortable with this whole thing, but it was a necessary part of the plan. Jackson wasn't unattractive, but he was definitely completely insane. At least she could use his obsession with her against him. It was obvious to Carrie that Jackson was going to take a very long time with her. She focused on moaning, pretending to be into it as Jackson pushed his fingers into her.

Her facial expressions? Carrie could make it look like she enjoyed it, when in reality, she really didn't want Jackson touching her at all. For now, Carrie was thinking about a very handsome ex boyfriend of hers. It was the only way she was going to be able to push through this. Pretending Jackson wasn't the one touching her. She played her part well, and Carrie even came with his fingers in her. If only because Jackson needed to think she liked it, wanted it, needed it.

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Carrie was like gold and worth more than it. He continued to show love to her folds and make her feel the desire and need, he felt her swell more before her walls came crashing down. The way they pulsed he was excited when more than his fingers got a taste of her. He leaned up a bit and kissed her. "You taste as beautiful as a warm pie and ice cream melting on a hot, summer day." He said as he rubbed his cock into her juices.

"Are you ready for round two, my precious?" He said wanting to fuck her, he wanted to allow her this, but he also wanted her to eat after this. He may have been starving for this moment especially with his year of celibacy since meeting her, but he knew that she must be hungry to and the reason she was fighting him was because of what happened.

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Carrie let out soft moans as Jackson continued, licking her clean as if it was his job. It got... arguably weird when he compared her taste to pie and ice cream. God, Jackson was not helping himself at all. He was so creepy. This wasn't romantic in any way. Carrie had to admit that she hated herself for even agreeing to give Jackson what he wanted. She needed his guard down, but this wasn't really worth it. "Mmmm come on Jackson." Carrie purred out with a smile. "I need your cock in me... I can't wait any longer to be yours." Carrie said softly, making sure to really sell it. As far as Jackson would be able to tell, Carrie was practically begging him to fuck her. She didn't love him, but Jackson didn't need to know that. As far as he was concerned, Carrie could play the lovesick girl.

Carrie sat up with a smile and climbed into Jackson's lap. She pressed her huge breasts into his chest and kissed Jackson rather passionately, pretending he was the love of her life. Her fingers ran through his hair as they made out. She dragged it on for quite a while, to the point where Carrie felt like her lips could fall off from so much kissing. "You're right, you know." Carrie said softly. "I do love you, Jackson. I'm sorry I fought against my love for you, babe." Carrie said happily. She cuddled into his arms and caught her breath before smiling. "Now how about you put your cock in me?"

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Jackson listened to her moans and smiled as she began to beg for his cock he looked up at her and nodded smiling. He hovered above her gently as she climbed on his lap. As she pressed her body to his chest he smiled feeling in heaven with it. He looked at her carefully. The way she spoke his mind was going through the possibility of the truth. He shook his head gently. "Speak nothing of it, my love." With that she kissed him. His heart was aflutter as she put everything she had into it. When she cuddled into his arms she smiled.

"That I can do." He said as his cock was firm and hard, ready to get into her warm and coaking body. He gently put his hands on her hips and sat her up, positioning his cock near her lips he rubbed against it and gently helped her sit down on him. His head leaning on her shoulders. "You are so warm. My beautiful angel." He muttered in her ear as he trailed warm and hot kisses down her neck before attaching himself to her nipple and taking in her warmth.

[User] Carrie would never admit it, but kissing Jackson was actually quite enjoyable. She kind of liked being wrapped in his arms. "I love you." Carrie said with a smile as Jackson moved her so she was sitting up, and his cock was just barely entering her. She wound up sitting on top of him as his cock slid into her with ease. "Mmm, it feels so good babe." Carrie said softly, letting out moans of pleasure as Jackson praised her and then peppered her with kisses before he attached his hot lips to one of her nipples. That was more sensitive, and it didn't take much work for Jackson to get Carrie moaning even louder for him.

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Jackson listened to her moan and he smiled. He wanted to make her happy and even though he still worried she was trying to trick him his body gave over to the sensation. Ever since he met her he hadn't been with anyone. He only wanted her. He never understood why she returned his messages. He moved his body while holding her hips, feeling the way she leaned into him.

"Cum for me, my beautiful woman." He muttered into her ear, his body folding in with hers was powerful. He continued to move his hips with hers and kissed her neck before moving to her lips. He then rolled and put her on her back moving more and more to enter her. "You are like heaven, my angel."

[User] Carrie moaned louder as their bodies began to move together like puzzle pieces connecting. While they continued, Carrie kissed Jackson again, as if she were addicted to the feeling of his lips on hers. Carrie giggled when Jackson rolled and got her on her back, with him on top of her as he entered her. "Oh! Jackson!" Carrie moaned out his name almost breathlessly as she wrapped her legs around his thighs.

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Jackson continued to kiss her and her giggle when he rolled her on her back. She felt him wrap her legs around his thighs. As he moaned out her name he heard her say his name. It was like a potent brew of emotions when she called to him. With him getting more and more worked up he leaned down and began to leave kisses and gentle nips against her neck. "Beautiful." He said leaning into her touch more and more.

He felt himself groan as he worked himself further in and out of her and before long he felt his body releasing himself into her. "Fuck, yes." He said as he leaned his head into her neck moaning into her skin, hugging her tightly. "Mine." He muttered loud enough for her to hear but for himself to know how much he wanted her.


[User] Jack rounded the corner just in time to see her stretch out in the bed and he let a smirk cross his face while he watched her "You know that is an open invitation back home right?" he asked with a smile as and laid down next to her and wrapped her up in his arms and pulled her close "The day was alright, I got quite a few cars in the shop today so the cut will be coming great this week." He worked on fixing cars, a perfect job for somebody who was able to turn time in all directions, It kept business booming and his shop liked over all others... his parts seemed to last forever... "I think a few more weeks like this and the house might be paid off... in thirty more years..." he said with a bit of a laugh before he gave her a kiss on her neck and nibbled her ear while holding her against his muscular chest.

[Assistant] "Mmm, yeah?" Opening her eyes, Nora yawned, before she rolled over and tucked herself against his chest. "I'm glad you had a good day. Being a secretary is hard." But cuddling with Jack, while slipping a leg over his waist was nice. Pressing closer, she slipped her head under his chin and enjoyed their cuddle time. But as time went on, she wound up falling asleep in his arms, Jack was the only man that made her feel safe. "Love you" she mumbled, before she was truly out for the night. Especially in a world full of nasty pigs and other dangerous brutes, she needed a good guy to come home to and be loved by.

[User] "Yeah... and you know we greeks cant handle our hormones." Jack said to her with another kiss on her cheek before he pulled her closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her. "I love you too," he said softly to her before she fell asleep. He often pretended to sleep but being a five-thousand-year-old Greek titan of time made it a very hard process to actually fall asleep. No, he would often stay by her and pretend to be asleep most nights while his mind wandered through events of history that he witnessed, both good and bad alike. "Sweet dreams my Nymph..." he whispered to her before his mind drifted back to the first Spartan and Athenian wars which he watched from the deepest pits of the greek underworld known as "Tartarus".

[Assistant] Nora did have sweet dreams. But when morning came, she woke up in bed, all confused. Sitting up and looking down to see herself in pj's, she couldn't remember changing or even showering. 'I must have been really tired' she thought. Kicking off the covers, Nora slid from bed and into her comfy slippers and near by sweat before leaving the room. "Jack... honey? You up?" Eyes still bleary, hair all a mess, Nora made it down stairs and into the kitchen to make herself some coffee. 'What to make for breakfast? Or do I just want coffee for now' she mused to herself.

[User] "Yeah, I'm down in the basement sweetheart." Jack called up as a slam echoed around the basement. He had picked up the washer to move it back and set it down in a weird way. It was something he kept from Nora for some time now and not something he planned to show her. "What is it, hun? something you need?" he asked her as he headed up the stares and came up behind her only to grab her rear and then to pull her close against him to hold her close

[Assistant] Jumping, Nora turned on Jack, looking a little startled and apprehensive from being grabbed from behind. Then she sighed and shook her head, "I'm OK. Just confused and still tired." Leaning up on her tip toes, she kissed him on the lips before resting her head on his chest once more. "Your always warm Jack... no wonder I love you." For Nora, she truly was in love with him, and would never be able to see herself with anyone else. And yet, she still questioned why he was with her when he could've been with any woman he wanted. At the same time, it warmed her heart that he did want her. "Hungry for breakfast? Any requests?"

[User] "Besides you?" Jack asked with a smirk before he kissed her lips softly. "How about some eggs and bacon with coffee?" he asked her while he kept her held against himself. He found at first she was only eye candy but after the years that he has spent with her, he found himself more than attracted to her. He would dare say that he in fact loved her with everything of his being. It was even more of a reason why he could never tell her who he really was. "What about you baby, sound good with you?"

[Assistant] Blushing at his words, it deepened when her belly growled loudly. "Eggs and bacon are perfect. You sit down and I'll cook." Pecking him on the lips, Nora wiggled from his grasp to get working on their breakfast. There was a need in her to please, a natural submissiveness to her being to be the best homemaker. But, she also just loved taking care of people and that included Jack. While cooking, she heard her cell go off, but let it ring, she wasn't in the mood to hear her bosses' nasal-sounding voice. "What's on the agenda today Jack? I'm off so I'll probably do some chores about the house."

[User] "Haven't really thought of anything yet." Jack said before he used his time magic to freeze time. "Haven't really though of anything... three thousand years in that inflaming pit really did mess up my skills at talking... idiot... He then unpaused time again "Well, I think we need some... personal fun... and then we can head to the movies and on a walk after that?" He suggested with a shrug "I'm not working until later on tonight so I have more time then anything right now beautiful.

[Assistant] Oblivious to any pause, "Some personal fun? Then a movie and a walk? Are you asking me out on a date Jack?" When she turned, Nora had the pan by the handle, when she grabbed two plates. Bringing them to the table, she portioned out the food and set the plates where they'd be sitting. Once done, she returned the pan to the sink before she got their coffee. Returning to the table, Nora sat beside him and smiled. "Eat up love." Then she dug in hungrily, enjoying her own cooking, how happy she was to be such a good cook. With a swallow, "This is so good. I'm surprised my food hasn't given you a belly" she teased.

[User] "Nooo, I was asking the other beautiful woman cooking me breakfast for some sex, a walk, and a date," he said sarcastically before he grinned. "Of course I am. You are my angel after all. You have the day off and I can go to work whenever I feel like it so I mean why not right?" he asked her as she placed the food in front of him. "Oh my lord that is truly amazing..." He said before he began to eat very quickly. Human food didn't fill him as quickly and his Deific nature caused him to burn through calories. He dug in and without another word he was quickly getting to work on his eggs.

[Assistant] Giggling softly, once her food was done with, Nora got up from the table and put her plate in the sink. But on her return, she easily slid herself into his lap, her pert bottom right on top of his lap. "Without you in my life, I don't know what I'd do." Then she lowered her hands and pulled up her shirt, dropping it to the floor. Perky and full, her breasts were lightly tanned and soft. "I'd love to have you take me. And I'm always down for a date with my handsome man." Leaning in, she kissed tenderly at his neck, while her breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples tingling from the feel of his shirt.

[User] As she giggled Jack watched her take her shirt off with a mix of lust and pleasure both as she revealed her breasts to him. He found himself growing harder as he saw her breasts and he grabbed her around the waist and he pulled her down on top of the couch where he could crawl over her and begin undressing her "My beautiful Nymph... you never disappoint." he said as he began to undo her pants and then slid them down to her ankles before he began planting soft passionate kissing all over her breasts, He would pay careful attention to her nipples and flick his tongue across the tips each time he got close to them and as he lay down on her he began to grind on her.


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"You'd better," Angel purred when Vital said he'd catch up with him later. "I'm in room 204, don't be a stranger now~" He patted the captains hand and got up from the bar, going to talk to Rose and the people who'd already been here but probably needed some reassurance that he wasn't going to fuck things up for Vital on the whole 'getting to heaven' front of things.

He left the party before Vital did because it was time for Nug's dinner. He went back up to his room and left the door unlocked for now so that the new man could let himself in if he wanted to. He scratched the little pig's back while he ate and then got up, going to sit on his bed, stretching out with a sigh. When Nuggets was done he came over as well and Angel picked him up, cuddling him close and petting him gently.

He was nervous if he was honest with himself, he wasn't supposed to give anyone 'freebies'. It was one of Val's rules that he shouldn't fuck anyone for free but it wasn't the first time he had and it wasn't like the moth had eyes within the hotel right? There was no reason for him to find out so it should be fine, Angel just wanted a little bit of company after all.

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Vital tucked the gun under his flat pillow and drew the covers of the bed back up overtop it. He fanned out the blanket he was laying on hiding the blade that was nestled against the wall as well. He paced the room

His head swam with new faces and the many drinks he'd taken while meeting them all. The dizzying affair had left him tired, and the weight of their expectations for him made him want to lay there forever staring up through the murk of the darkening room at the ceiling. If being good would wash away the blood that stained his hands he'd be forever grateful to the hotel.

A pit of guilt formed in his stomach as he mentally replayed the events of the day. Back to the first person to leave their welcoming party... He'd promised Angel he wouldn't be a stranger, and yet here he was considering locking himself in his room for the remainder of the evening. How pathetic...

Vital rolled to the edge of his bed, then up to his knees, and finally with some effort his feet. He met another resident on the stairs. Their name escaped him at the moment but their ram-like horns curled close to their skull. He very nearly stepped on the small man. "My apologies." Vital murmured stepping to the side and helping the stranger with their balance before moving on. Vital knocked at Angel's door resting his forehead on the door frame next to it while he waited. He cleared his throat before speaking up. "Room-service... Did you order the Calamari?" He asked in a cheeky tone.

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Angel had changed out of his day clothes and put on a comfortable robe though he was still wearing panties and long socks underneath, yes it was comfortable but it was also for easy access if it came to that, and the short black robe still looked pretty good. He was sitting on the floor playing with playing with Nugs when the knock at his door finally came and he heard Vital's voice, making him smile. "Indeed I did~" he agreed as he went to open the door.

His more sensual smile turned soft when he saw the look on Vital's face. "Come on in," he offered, stepping back to invite the other demon into his room. He closed the door after them and picked Fat Nuggets up. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He asked turning back to the other man, sitting on the edge of his bed and crossing his legs. "You look.. tired," he said, Vital looked sleepy too but it looked like a deeper kind of tired.

He wouldn't pressure Vital to talk if he didn't want to, Angel could easily put his pet down on the floor if the captain came to join him on the bed. Still he wanted Vital to know he could speak to Angel if he wanted to, he wouldn't offer this to a client but Vital wasn't a client, they could be friends.

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Vital lingered in the doorway smiling back at Angel that pointed, flirty smile making him feel warm in spite of his worry. The high hemline of the slinky robe did not escape his notice he followed the long line of Angel's shapely legs as he scooped up his pet and sat on the bed. "Wrong?"

The captain closed the door and leaned against it for a moment. "Just a lot on my mind. And too many people. Far too many reminded me of my old crew." He found a seat on Angel's bed. He let out a sad chuckle. "I've managed to let doubt get the best of me. " His eyes looked like he was very far away when he reached across to pat the head of his host's pet. "Is it fair that I try to leave Hell if I've brought a couple dozen good men down here with me? What of the people I might leave behind?"

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Angel watched with a little smile as Nuggets snuffled curiously at Vital's hand, also making sure that the other demon was appropriately gentle with the little creature. "More people are coming now," Angel agreed. "But the hotel is still made for about six times the amount of people that are currently here, it's not hard to find quiet places when you want them. The roof is my favorite place."

He leaned against Vital's shoulder, he found comfort in closeness so it was what he ended up offering, he hoped it helped. "They could come here too if they wanted to. If you lead'em here, maybe you could lead them somewhere better. Not sure it's possible personally, but if someone can prove that we can, then that's a good thing itself right?"

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"I may have..." Vital coughed awkwardly and ruffled Nugget's ears gently. "Might have gotten them killed more than once. When I first arrived I had a go at grabbing power down in hell. Not entirely sure the ones leftover want anything to do with me. I learned right quick I'm not overlord material." He retracted his hand and placed them both behind his head to lounge against the wall.

"Ah well, what can you do?" Vital smirked in spite of himself. He stretched out his long legs. "Enough of my sob story though. What have those girls got you up to with this whole redemption program. Vaggie mentioned 'Planned Activities' and well... that sounds like literal hell. Are they as bad as they seem Angel?"

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Angel wrinkled his nose, he didn't care about Vital having gotten his crewmates killed, as long as it wasn't permadeath it happened all the time in hell. No, what he was upset about was the idea of the other man as an overlord, Angel hated overlords, they were powerful but everyone he'd met was.. well. They were in hell so the people who got power were always terrible and used it very selfishly, he would know, he had been Val's favorite at one point.

"No, the only ones who are suited to be overlords are ones who don't give a shit about literally anyone else, and I certainly hope that's not what you're like." He agreed, narrowing his eyes at Vital a little before he shrugged, and let the conversation move on. "They're not to bad, I convinced them to let me teach dance classes, and some of the activities are fun, you just have to go though a little trial and error to find out what."

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Vital gave Angel a guilty look his pointed teeth peeking out in an anxious smile. "I've had my selfish moments. I think everyone here has, but I'd like to think I give a shit and had I become an overlord I'd like to think that I'd keep caring. Charlie and Al have power and I feel like they wouldn't be running this little experiment if they didn't care... well maybe Charlie at least." He chuckled darkly giving Angel's pet another soft pat with his palm.

"I wouldn't mind learning some new dances" He stared up at the ceiling, his expression shifting as he grew more distant recalling the wild dancing of the public houses of Tortuga and the sweeping grand balls of the royal family. "If we run into an especially bad activity would you sneak out with me? Maybe catch a bite to eat?" He asked, snapping back to the present his tone warm and friendly.


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Lord Marcus Varigan woke up an hour before dawn like always ready to stretch, and the walk to the market as vendors set up shop for the day. Besides his morning peach he loved to see if anything interesting caught his eye, and the best way to do that was to be there before anyone else. One vendor in particular said they would have something quite spectacular this morning. He was very excited to see if they had found what he had been looking for.

Lord Varigan was leaving his favorite fruit stall when Rosalin would see him. A big smile on his face as the juices from the peach dripped down his chin before he licked his lips clean. He then looked to his right at the vendor he had hoped to speak to but they had yet to arrive. He sighed heavily and then just slowly wandered as other vendors greeted him and he them back.

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Elena smirked as her eyes caught the Lord. Already in place like she had predicted. Though she was sure to be recognized by the male and she wasn't too keen on another face to face encounter with the male. The place was too public for her to act so her best bet was to follow him. There would be a better place to act. Her eyes trailing to the house at her right and the awning's shadow. With the Bush underneath it made excellent cover for her to watch. If needed she could take to the rooftops.

As he moved down the cobblestone walkway of the market the Princess tailed him carefully. Moving between the shadows and eventually climbing up the buildings to traverse that way. Waiting for her opportunity. Unaware of the fact she was being watched by more than just Darius.

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Varigan walked for about 20 minutes looking at odds and ends. He eyed a book for a minute no he eyed the young girl who was selling the book. He walked up with a charming smile and in just a few seconds the young woman was smiling and laughing. He bid her farewell with a nod and left a piece of parchment for her.

He looked to his right again and saw what he was looking for. The merchant he wanted to see had somehow already set up in such a short time. He chuckled and walked over and the merchant looked at him with a smile. "Ahh my Lord Varigan I have found the scroll you seek and it was a very difficult find. The price has doubled." Lord Varigan scowled and pulled a knife to the mans stomach. "Alright my Lord the agreed mount then." Lord Varigan smiled and nodded before giving the man coin and taking the scroll as he headed for his home.

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A scowl formed as she watched the interactions that the Lord had. Even more so as he threatened the merchant for a scroll. Her eyes narrowing on him from her spot on the roof as she watched him start on his way home. This was her chance. At home he would be alone and defenseless to the surprise of seeing her. She would kill her target and she would get into the guild. She would find her father's murderer and make him pay.

She began to follow him along the rooftops carefully and silent. If the man suspected her then he didn't show it. She made sure to stay as close as possible to ensure she didn't lose him. Watching as he entered a tall house quite fit for a Lord. Many entrances open for her to invade. She chose the second story window as her form vaulted through the open window silently.

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Lord Varigan continued into his home after tossing a coin to a homeless girl about 20 years old. She looked at him and nodded giving her thanks. Then he walked the pathway up to his home and through the doors. There was no one in sight outside of the manor or inside other than the lord.

He immediately put the scrolls in his study as he walked into his library. He got papers together and pulled a painting back to reveal a safe. He opened it and quickly put the papers into it. Then he sat down and started to work on papers but a devilish smile appeared on his face as he worked on the papers one of them said slums redevelopment.

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It was time to kill him. Elena had stalked the man for nearly an hour and a half now. She had heard the door close downstairs and she could hear him moving. The shadows concealed her well as she watched him come into the study to place away his scrolls. From what she could gather they were magic scrolls. Though it only made her more curious.

As she watched him move to the library she pursued. Her feet lightly carrying her as she silently stepped in after him. As he was working on his paperwork she moved from from the dark shadow behind the plant in the corner of the room to view. Her eyes staring coldly at the male. "Lord Varigan. How unfortunate we meet again..."

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Lord Varigan turned in his chair and smiled as he did so, a crossbow was in his hand and already in his hand. Then out of nowhere two shadowy figures grab her arms and force her to her knees. Lord Varigan walked up to her and held her cheek as a slow chuckle erupted from from his lips. His eyes looked her up and down before a happy realization came to him as to who she was.

"Well if it isn't Elena my my, it has been a long time my dear. Tell me have you come for my head? That is adorable that one of such stature thinks they could kill me." He slapped her and then looked to his people . They dragged her down to a cellar and tied her up by each limb. A set of torture tools and what looked like sexual devices where laid out throughout the cellar.

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Elena's eyes opened wide in shock as the Lord turned with a crossbow. Had she known she was coming? Though it seemed her answer came as two figures pinned her before she could react. "Release me this instant!" She growled as she tried to struggle only to stop as his hand struck her face. A sting bad enough to make her wince as she glared back at him before the two figures dragged her away. Tying her up in what looked to be a cellar. She could see the tools... no.

"Let me go now!" She yelled as she fought against the ropes that held her still. It was no use. She couldn't break free as she stopped struggling and glared at him. If she held any hesitation in killing him before then she didn't show it. "I swear I'll kill you if you touch me again."

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Lord Varigan walked up to her with a sly smile and grabbed her throat forcefully as he chuckled. His eyes were angry but very excited as he looked her up and down with hungry intent. "Shut up you whimpering bitch, god I cant believe I entertained the idea of marriage with you." He walked to a table after letting her throat go and grabbed a long thin flexible piece of wood.

Once he was back he tore open her shirt and struck her breasts with the switch. Then he he grabbed her throat and kissed her biting her bottom lip causing blood to drop. "You may be an unbelievable annoyance but I'll be damned if you don't have a body for fucking. Oh the things I'll be doing to you my dear the whores and street girls would cringe at." He turned and started to take off some of his clothes. She would hear a thudding noise and be able to see a dagger that had cut her right arm free in the wood next to her hand.

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Elena glared at him. His hand around her throat didn't change the look in her eyes but it certainly made it harder to breathe. Though she tried to struggle against the ropes it was no use. They held her tight and weren't going to give anytime soon. The male walked away from her only to return with the piece of wood. Her eyes latching to it as she spoke. "You w--" Her words cut off as the plank hit her chest causing both pleasure and pain to shoot through her body. Though she held back any type of whimper or sound to please him. Her eyes closing the only sign she felt something.

Then came the kiss. Though it was still rather brief she tasted blood as he bit into her lip. A hell fire burned inside her. A rage she hadn't felt as he touched her. She held to regrets or second thoughts as she noticed the dagger that had freed her right hand. There wasn't any time to waste as she used the free hand to loosen the rest of her bonds before silently falling back to her feet. Her eyes locking onto the man's back and taking the dagger as she calmly and quickly slipped it into his neck. "You were saying?" She spoke before turning back to the place she had been tied then back to her clothes that now lay in shreds on the floor. She would have to use something until she got back. Her gaze turning to the dagger still within the man's neck as she pulled it from its resting spot. That was when she noticed the mark on it. Darius. That didn't bode well for her chances.

There were still the two that had ambushed her earlier so she still had to be on her toes. She wouldn't thank him for what he did. He had followed her and that wasn't in the discussion. It made her rather frustrated. She slowly made her way out of the cellar with Darius's dagger. She would buy new weapons when she acquired more clothes. She moved until then she found one of the bedrooms. Unfortunately she had to wear men's clothing on her way back, slipping them on before heading out of the window and started for the inn.