Nothin' Worse Than The Devil

Just Shut Up~

Its been a few weeks since you and Michael have had that incident with Leo. You can still feel the tension linger between you two and it has caused some issues. Its constant, every night he leaves around the same time and comes back smelling of death. For someone like him, you've started to become oddly attracted to him. You wish you two could have another moment like the one time in the bedroom, but he's been distant.

You woke up after tossing and turning all night long. Stretching your legs, and gripping the sheets you stood up, rubbing your eyes. The time read 1:24 pm.
Jesus did I really sleep this late? You thought. Brushing it off, you headed to the bathroom to freshen up before heading downstairs. You stood at the sink, gripping the sides. Thinking of what might grab his attention and stop this childish nonsense that he's been pulling for weeks. You smirked, and headed downstairs. As you walked down the stairs, you saw him sitting on the couch that faced slightly towards the kitchen. Acting like you didn't know he was there, you bent downwards, reaching for a skillet in the bottom cabinet. He shifted in his seat, gripping the arms of the chairs. You smiled slightly, trying not to act like you were doing it on purpose. It didn't suprise you he would act this way seeing you in just a t-shirt and pink laced panties. You stood up, sitting the skillet on the stove and opened the spice cabinet. The one you were trying to reach for was just barely out of reach. Standing up on your tippy toes, your shirt raised up, revealing more of your panties and your faded v-line. Finally, you heard his breathing become heavy and you turned to him.

"Oh, hey Michael. I didn't realize you were there. Would you mind helping me grab this onion and chives spice in the cabinet? I can't reach it." You said smiling.

He huffed and stood up. Walking over, he towered over you. As he reached up, grabbing the spice he accidentally pressed up against you. Trying to make it seem like an accident, you pushed your ass onto him slightly. He put his arm down quickly, gripping the spice in hand, nearly crushing it. You rested your hand on his chest and innocently said, "Thank you."

He almost raised his hand to reach for your throat, but stopped. He didn't want to hurt you but it was becoming almost impossible. By now you weren't scared of him. You knew how much power you had over him and you liked it. He was about to go sit back down but you grabbed his hand, making him turn back to look at you.

"Why don't you help me with breakfast?"

He looked at you, and then at the stove and silently agreed. You walked to the fridge, grabbing the eggs to set them aside as you turned the burner on. He stood aside, waiting for your instructions.

"Okay, take an egg out of the container and crack it on the edge of the counter."

He reached for an egg, and attempted to crack it but accidentally put to much force between the egg and the counter, causing the yolk to splatter all over the surface. You flinched and said, "Well.. that's one way to do it. Here let me show you." You reached for another egg and put it in his hand, you grabbed ahold of his hand and guided him as he gently made a crack in it. You grabbed the egg, cracking the rest open into the skillet.

"See, now try again without my help." You gestured towards the box of eggs.

He grabbed one, and this time he gently cracked the egg on the edge of the counter and opened it into the skillet. You smiled and looked up at him. He proceeded to crack another, following the steps that you taught him. You grabbed for the spice, applying a little on the food. Once the eggs were done, you opened the cabinet to reach for the plates. You were able to grab two just barely, standing on your tippy toes. He looked away, not wanting to stare at your ass. You filled both plates with the breakfast and set them on the table, along side with silverware. He sat on the opposite side of you and just stared at the eggs. You were confused on why he wasn't eating but almost forgot he hasn't ever taken his mask off in front of you.