A purple light formed from the creases of the formed door. Letting the mortal knew her spell worked. She pushed open the door, stepping into the mist that reached up to her knees. She closed the door behind her, moving her feet nervously from the purple light onto blue wood. Watching as the room came into view, blue walls chasing away the purple lights. the mist clearing as she stepped away from the portal. Looking out at the room, her sights landed on the demon sitting on the couch. His wide green eyes stared back at her, surprised by her presence. "Hey" she greeted awkwardly, waving her hand up and giving it a shake. She cringed at her own behavior. The man chuckled "Ya lookin a little tense over there" he chuckled. Patting the spot beside him on the couch.
Lydia ran her teeth over her lip. Moving her feet to walk around the back of the couch. She tentatively sat down. Feeling the mans eyes on her. It didn't help her anxieties, being watched. He raised a brow at her. "Whatdya doin" he asked. "What who me nothing. Just you know hanging out" she blurted, sighing at her own awkward behavior. He just chuckled at her. He placed a hand on her head, making her jolt. "Ya cute" he told her, making her blush deepen. Till she was red from forehead to chin. "What no little pout or comeback" he teased. But the goths brain was barely registering. Her heart beat being to loud to her. "Ya and you're adorablood thirsty. Cute but vengeful" she shot back. He smiled wide at the complement, turning himself to her. He placed his hand under her chin to move her head.
He leaned over, pushing her chin up so he could meet her lips. Setting his on her painted pair. Lydia relaxed at the touch. Titling her head a little to feel more of him. Losing herself for a moment in his gentle touches. But her anxieties began whispering to her again. She swallowed hard at them, stiffening again. She went to touch him. Suddenly not knowing where to put her hands. What was a good place that was also strategic. She placed them on his chest as she always did. Unsure of how to escalate what they were doing.
He placed a hand on her bare thigh, lightly touching her before settling. His fingers brushing past her brown skirt. She jolted very noticeably. Taking her hands off him quickly. He pulled back from her, moving his hand down to her knee instead. She bit her lip nervously watching his smile fall. "What's wrong" he asked, his tone unreadable to her. She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. He exhaled harshly through his nose. A little steam coming out "I ain't manipulatin ya" he almost shouted. She Frowned her brows, her shoulders falling at his sudden out burst. "I know" she simple said. He leaned back from her, resting his head in his hand. "Then what" he asked a little lower. Lydia looked to the side, sighing greatly. "I-I'm trying to be um. What you want. Or I guess what um- I'm trying to um. I know you're very- you have a bigger sex drive then me ok and I don't want you to get bored with me" she stammered out. Finding the words hard to find. But she pushed anyways knowing she should say it.
He smiled at her. "Ah Lyds" he started, chuckling as she looked up at him through her lashes. "I know ya ain't inta sex. Ya said that before, is not gonna change jus cause ya datin someone" he told her. She blinked, titling her head up to look at him properly. "So you don't mind" she asked a little confused. He smirked at the question "Babes if I'm really hanckerin I got a whole drawer full of flesh lights, vibrators, dildos, cock rings. A dick sword I got on sale. An If I really want an adventure I got em grenade dildos" the woman smiled at his list. Finding it hard not to chuckle a little. "I'm good, I don't need ya ta put out... sorta hurts that ya forcin it" he mumbled the last part. Not really wanting her to hear.
He smile fell at the words. She instinctively reached out for him. Placing her hand on his bicep. "I'm sorry... There's no excuse for that. I got in my own head today, mostly cause Claire and her big silicon lips went yapped about how open you are about your wants and how I'm not into sex. I know she was doing just to piss me off for reasons I won't go into" she told, trying to keep her telling short. The man rolled his eyes "What a bitch" he said instead of insulting her like she was expecting. "One day I'm jus gonna make out with ya right in front o her. Pick ya up and spin ya around. Bring ya close enough to kiss and jus lose ya in it. In front of everyone. Heh fuck ya chuck" he spoke out to the room. Lydia giggled at him "I'd love that, This is my boyfriend and you can all suck my ass about it" she told to no one.
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diary of a living dead girl
FanfictionLydia's started writing in her new diary. telling stories of her horrible new term, a normie boy being obsessed with her for all the wrong reasons. and the terrible nightmares she's been having. after a particularly bad one she wonders if her ex hus...