Perchance to Meet the Creeper

Perchance To Meet the Creeper

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Warning:
This is a lemon which means that there will be sex and adult situation. For those of you under 18, run for your lives! It's naked FEET!
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4) What REALLY Happened
AJ Angelique and Anyaka

In the time it took for Angelina to think of all the situations, The Creeper had regained his bearings. Before Angelique knew what was going on the Creeper rolled her onto her back, pinned her down with his body and grabbed hold of both her wrists with one hand, holding them over her head. Angelique was sure that he was going to kill them both right there.

Grabbing her hair with the other hand, he yanked her head back. Angelique whimpered as he leaned down and began sniffing her neck and face. Closing her eyes, Angelique held her breath waiting for the inevitable.

Angelique’s eyes snapped open when she felt his mouth touch hers. After a moment of testing her reaction, he pressed them closer, his tongue sliding into her mouth. Angelique bit back a groan. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

'What in the 9 hells?!' Angelina exclaimed in the back of her mind.
'Shut up and let me enjoy this!' Angelique snapped.
'Enjoy?! ENJOY?! He’s not even HUMAN for Christ’s sakes!' Angelina screeched.
'Well, Neither am I!' Angelique retorted.
Angelina groaned. 'What did I do to deserve this?'
'Shut up and go to sleep! I can’t get pregnant remember?' Angelique yelled back. Angelina groaned again, giving up and sitting back, knowing that nothing she could say would stop Angelique from doing what she wanted to. Deciding just to enjoy the show, she sits back with an imaginary bag of popcorn and relaxes.

The next things Angelique knows, The Creeper got up, took off his duster and tossed it to the ground beside her. Then he picked her up under her arms like she was a feather and plopped her down on the coat. Angelique hears fluttering for a moment before gasping as his wings sprout and retract. Immediately after the shredded and old clothing he had been wearing fell to the ground exposing his body to her viewing delight. Angelique’s eyes widened and a grin spread across her face.

‘My, my. He certainly is one healthy demon!’ she thought.
The Creeper then knelt down in front of her with an evil smirk and lifted his hand to her neck. With one clawed finger, he sliced her clothing down the center, before ripping them apart, exposing her tender pink flesh to his touch.

Reaching out a clawed hand, he ran the palm of his hand over her nipple, now extending in the cold, earning him a deep groan of pleasure from Angelique. Running his other hand up her side, he grasped the other breast in his tight grip, rubbing roughly. Hearing her breathing pick up, the Creeper leaned down over her, slicking his tongue against the same breast he had just touched. Rubbing the side of his nose against it, he inhaled her scent deep; strawberries and cream.
Angelique moaned and looked to her companion, watching the moonlight spreading from the broken window panes above across his back and closed her eyes, smiling and giving into the sensations he was causing. She felt the roughness of his hand sliding down her side, gliding across the skin of her hip as his mouth took over in it’s previous place upon her breast. She could feel his tongue playing against her nipple, flicking it back and forth, arousing her more and more as his hand settled between her legs. Carefully, so not to scratch her with the clawed tips of his fingers, he manipulated her most intimate part, making her cry out in pleasure and grasp his head as he smiled against her chest.

He could feel the heat and moisture flowing out of her body as her arousal took over. The sounds and motions of her body squirming against his made his own state of arousal grow until his erection was almost too painfully throbbing to bare. Moving over her and grasping her knees in his hands, he leaned over to kiss her deeply before entering her body.
Angelique moaned, then yelped, grasping on to his back as he began a series of hard, deep thrusts into her making her senses explode in pleasure. She could hear the excited groans and grunts coming from him every time he thrust.

Suddenly she felt him move and then felt herself being pulled up onto his lap. His arms wrapped themselves around her waist as he pushed up into her deeper. Angelique pushed down against him, moving against his body as he pushed up into her deeper. Angelique pushed down against him, moving against his body as he leaned down to retake a nipple into his mouth. She could feel him nibbling lightly and grasped tightly onto his shoulders, rocking with him.

She could feel it building for a little while and now her orgasm was closer than ever and inevitable. She could feel his muscles tensing as well and knew he was close too. His movement and thrusts became more and more erratic. Without warning, she felt it hit her like a brick wall. Her orgasm was like an explosion, powerful and strong, rocking and shaking her entire body in waves. Her loud moan sprang uncontrolled from her throat as she grasped his shoulders tightly, her nails biting into his hard skin.

She felt him follow her, moments after, burying his face into her neck, a deep groan breaking free from his throat and making her quiver with excitement as the feeling of his essence burst within her.

Panting and gasping for breath, the two fell to the duster, sweat covering both their bodies as Angelique closed her eyes, grasping onto him and nuzzling into his chest. Rolling them to one side, his arms still tight around her he took the chance to inhale her scent again. Strawberries and Cream.

"How does someone as bad as you come to have the scent of strawberries and cream?" the Creeper murmured quietly in the silence of the room.

Angelique’s purple eyes flashed open and she looked at him stunned.

"You can talk?" she asked amazed.
"Yeah, I’m not incapable of it you know."
"Oh, and here I thought you were mute or didn’t have the vocal cords for it or something."
"I do now." He grinned maniacally.
"Well, that explains what you were doing with that corpse back there." Angelique raised an eyebrow, rolling onto her back beside him.

"What else would I be doing with it?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Not really. But I do want to know who you are." He stated.
"The name’s Angelique, the darker half of this body." She grinned.
"I see and I guess Angelina is your lighter side?"
"Who’s Angelina?" Angelique asked, fibbing.
"Don’t lie to me, I heard her talking to that girl today." He growled at her.

Angelique gasped.

"You were in the Libary?" she asked, saying library differently than he had ever heard.
"Library?" The Creeper said in a correcting English accent, trying to show Angelique the proper saying.
"What are you? An English teacher?"
"No, but I ate one’s brain once."
‘Oook, that explains it,' Angelique thought.
"So, why haven’t you eaten me yet?" Angelique asked.
"...your different. I’m not sure how, but your...darker than any human I’ve come across."
Angelique laughed, "well that would kinda come with being the Child of Darkness-" Angelique gasped, slapping her hand over her mouth and looking up at him, shocked that she could let such an important secret slip. "Oh shit!" she muttered, her purple eyes widening.

The Creeper’s eyes widened and he stared at Angelique in surprise, taking in the new information.
"Your an Child of Darkness? You were the one to attempt destroying all the dimensions?" he asked.
"Yeah. That was me. Though now I’m glad I didn’t." she grinned wickedly and ran her fingers down his chest. He bed bed her hand before it could trail any lower and she pouted.
"Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"
"You didn’t ask." She sighed lying on her back with her arms crossed behind her head.
"There is another reason." He said matter-of-factly.
Angelique sighed and propped her head up on her palm. "Look, I don’t like to talk about it. Let’s just say...Darkness and I? We’re not exactly on speaking terms."

Sighing, Angelique stood naked and started gathering up her clothes, pulling her shirt on and tying it together leaving a gap from neck to navel, just barely covering her chest, seeing as how her clothes had been torn. She grabbed up her shorts.

"I should be going." She said quietly.
The Creeper stood moving towards her and taking her face in his hands, handling her carefully, leaned in to kiss her.
"Come with me." he said simply.
"Where?"
"I need to feed. I want you to come."
Angelique looked out the window at the light starting to rise. "I can’t."
"Why not?"
"Dawn is almost here. That means Angelina takes over. It’s our deal." She sighed.
"I don’t mind. It will give me a chance to get to know who she is. That way, if she ever comes up while I’m with you, she’ll understand." He explained.

Looking at the window once more, she smiled. "All right."

‘This could be amusing.' Angelique thought as she followed him out moment later after he got redressed. It was amazing how those ripped clothes stayed on. He had even given her some cloth to wrap around her waist as a skirt since her favorite shorts no longer existed.

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An hour later, Angelina sighed tapping her fingers on her leg. She jumped as she felt a hand grasp hers, stopping the tapping. Looking over at the Creeper she smiled nervously wondering how the hell Angelique had gotten her into this. He simply grinned and took his hand back.
Reaching over to grasp the arm hold on the door, Angelina screeched finding a spider crawling there and jumped, grabbing onto the Creeper’s arm. He chuckled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and flicked the pest out the window. Angelina carefully moved away.

"So...what should I...we call you?" she asked. "I mean I can’t exactly call you Creeper, right?"
"Doyle." He said.
"What?"
"Doyle. You can call me Doyle." At her confused look he elaborated. "It means dark stranger. Someone called me it once, before I ate them. It sounded...right." He smiled at her.
"Ook." She said before looking back out the window.

Just then, they were passing and old gas station and Angelina watched in interest as a girl stood there staring with her head tilted to the side at the station. She was dressed in a school girl uniform in blue tones. Her white shirt was ruffled and tied in the front of her skirt of plaid barely making it past her thighs.

Suddenly Angelina felt Angelique pushing to the surface and though she tried she couldn’t keep control of the body they shared. Angelique pushed through with a yell startling the Creeper, now known as Doyle ;). She reached over and grabbed the wheel, slamming on the brakes with her foot over his. Doyle looked at her in utter confusion.

"What the-"
"GO BACK!" she yelled scooting over to the window as he revered the truck and stopped when she told him to, in front of where the girl still stood, her back to them. Frantically she rolled down the window and leaned out, her short make-shift skirt rising to give Doyle a nice view of her almost-exposed rear end.

"ANYANKA!!" she screeched out the window to the girl.
The girl spun around, eyes wide at who knew her name. Doyle was shocked to discover she had red eyes and dark red hair. The girl gasped and then laughed, smiling innocently. "Ohh, Angelique! What a nice surprise! What in the world are you doing here?"

"Cut the shit An! He’s mine!" Angelique said annoyed, squinting her eyes at the girl. The Creeper/Doyle leaned over looking out the window and Anyanka spotted him.

"Damn!" she stomped her foot before snapping her finger, vanishing in a puff of smoke.
Angelina suddenly pushed through and sat back yelling out to no one in particular as the truck started to move again, "How Rude! You can’t just TAKE the body whenever you like!!" she huffed.
"Do I want to know what all that was about?" Doyle asked.
"No." Angelina answered simply, her now green eyes flashing at him.

TBC

next: Saying Goodbye (sniffles)