Carnage is Starving

Learning to Blend In

A low groan leaves my mouth as I awaken. Still half asleep, I hear a small giggle vibrate on my chest. I look down to see the nude short woman known as the One-Eyed Owl. She had long green hair and green eyes. Her arms were wrapped around me and her head laid on my chest. As we laid down, I felt her penis rest on my stomach. Despite her small body, her dick was pretty large, being soft at the length of 7 inches. How she hid that behind her bandages last night was a mystery beyond my understanding. 

One-Eyed Owl: Good morning, hubby. ~ 

Mutasim: Already with the nicknames? 

One-Eyed Owl: I'm a sucker for being a sweet talker. Especially to my hubby. ~ 

She licks her lips flirtatiously. I chuckle and stroke her hair, making her let loose a small and cute squeal. Being adorable, she nuzzles her head into my chest, making me smile. 

Mutasim: You know, for someone so menacing, you're really cute. 

One-Eyed Owl: Aww. ~ You're such a sweetheart. And as much as I'd like to stay in bed a little longer, I'm afraid we have to get up. 

She pulls herself off me and stands up, stretching her arms upwards. As she does so, her dick stands, allowing me to catch a glimpse of her balls and vagina. I avert my gaze, not wanting to be seen as a perv. I get up from the bed and notice all my clothes were gone too, revealing my naked body. 

I pick up my clothes and get dressed, as does the One-Eyed Owl. Once we change into some proper clothes, she smiles at me and wraps her arms around mine. 

One-Eyed Owl: Now, as I understand things, you don't really understand how to be discreet. Am I right? 

Mutasim: That's one way of putting it. 

One-Eyed Owl: Then you can consider this your first lesson with me! Let's head out into the city, I'll show you what to do. 

I don't get a chance to respond as she's already dragging me out of the room and mall. As we walk, she hums in a gleeful tone, her arms wrapped around mine. 

Mutasim: So... Uh... What is this first lesson supposed to be like? 

One-Eyed Owl: It's simple. Just act natural and don't get an urge to kill. As Ghouls, we do need to have some sense of anonymity. 

Mutasim: In my defence, I've still been able to attend school normally with no one catching on to me. 

One-Eyed Owl: Then consider this our first date before we actually get married. ~ 

I smile and ruffle her hair. 

Mutasim: Yeah. Should've known that was the excuse you'd come up with. 

One-Eyed Owl: Well, here's something that might catch you off-guard. I'm remaining a virgin until we get married. You can guess how I want to spend our honeymoon. ~ 

I nod. 

Mutasim: I'll be honest, I'm a little surprised you are a virgin. Not that it's a bad thing, just... I've heard stories about you and how you use that "appendage" of yours. 

One-Eyed Owl: Oh those are just a bunch of rumours I started. Somehow, people are more afraid of being raped by a Ghoul than being killed by one. 

Mutasim: Seriously? I mean, if it were you with me, I... Wouldn't be opposed to the idea. 

One-Eyed Owl: Oh? ~ So you'd want to be a victim? ~ Well, that's not the part most people are scared of. They're scared of being broken in by my length. 

Mutasim: That explains things. I'm not a fan of taking anything up the ass. 

One-Eyed Owl: Don't worry, we can discuss what kind of freaky things we can do another time. Interested in coffee? I know a good cafe.