Haven And Chaos

32) Aftermath of the wild night

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3RD POV
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The warm rays caressed the bare skin of Gale's back, lovingly beckoning him to wake. They kept crawling further as the sun quietly climbed the sky. Further, until he stirred from his dreamless world.
Sprawled on the untidy bed with his left leg hanging from the edge, he grunted rolling on his back. The slipping duvet gave up and fully slid from the bed, ending up on the floor where his clothes were.

"Argh!" He groaned combing the hairs from his face, silently cursing the morning for taking away his peaceful slumber.
With a few more moans of protest and anger at the world, Gale accomplished the bothersome task of pulling his heavy body to a sitting position, leaning his back on the upholstered headboard.

He took a minute to reconnect his mind to his soul before raking his eyes on the messy room. "I'm naked... Why am I naked?"
He then gave out a long tired sigh while combing through his hair.
"Shit! I actually fucked an illusion. I must be going mad. But..." He looked down at his flaccid cock which was a little sore, resting on his deflated balls. "I feel so empty. Did I cum again?"

He couldn't figure out all the answers, but for some reason unknown to him, his body felt lighter and his balls emptier. Almost as if he had fucked someone. But he shrugged off that thought with the assurance that the only other person who had access to his room was Maya. And she would never set foot in there unless summoned, much less allow him to touch her intimately. It had all been a wet dream. And if he had fucked someone, it had to be the psychiatrist since they had drunk together.

'And now half of my stress has been relieved. Maybe if I have another dream like this one I can be myself. Or should I make the dream a reality?'

'Fuck you! She's your enemy. Cindy's killer. How can you seek any more relief from her?'

He groaned angry at himself, but decided to let it settle. Thinking any more about the contents of the dream would make him explode with guilty pleasure.
It had felt heavenly fucking her that he had done it a couple of times. He still couldn't shake off the feeling of her pussy sucking him in. Thankfully, it had 'all been in his head'. Or so he convinced himself.

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Lisa placed the tray on the night table, her face masked with worry for Maya had skipped dinner the previous night.
To make it up to her, she had prepared anything that would please her.

"Why does she throw these here?" She murmured bending to collect the clothes peeping from under the bed, just as the bathroom door was opening.

"Don't!" Maya squealed bolting into the room, her towel loosening up in the run. As she grabbed the pajama from Lisa's hand, her towel ultimately abandoned her body, leaving her bare skin for any eye to feed on.

Lisa gasped covering her mouth.
Her arms weakened and her eyes blurred from some wetness. A million thoughts swarmed her head, yet none seemed to make any sense.
Noticing Lisa's horrified stare at the marks covering almost every part of her body, she quickly collected the towel and wrapped it around her chest. Yet even then, the purple hickeys and bite marks on her shoulder blades and thighs were very much visible.

"What...how...who..."

Maya rushed over to the closet and grabbed a robe. Her hands moved about hurriedly until her body was snuggly covered by the gray warm robe, hiding the marks. She then turned around to look at the shocked female, "Don't tell anyone about this, please."

"But-"

"I'll trouble you to buy me some emergency pills," she said tying up her red hair in a high bun. "I'm still in the savable window, I guess," she murmured to herself and looked up. "Can you do that for me? I promise I'll repay you someday in the future."
Lisa nodded, feeling at a loss for words.

"Thank you." Maya smiled and moved closer to the bed, acting as if nothing was a big deal while in truth, her insides were melting from shame and she wished she could turn her skin inside out to hide everything.

She shut Maya's door and leaned on it with her hand glued on its handle. Tears came flowing down her cheeks while pity and anger stirred in the depths of her stomach.
"You're a monster," she hissed glaring at Gale's door. "How could you do that to such a young girl?"

Think of the devil and he'll appear...
Gale's door clicked opening. Out stepped an energetic Gale Grayson who had a different air around him. Dressed in a casual outfit, he walked down the hallway but stopped outside Maya's bedroom to look at Lisa.
"What are you doing there? Don't you have work to do?"

She scowled at him unafraid.
"I do, My Lord."

He turned, drawn in by her fierce glare that held such hatred. It wasn't a new sight, but knowing that she and Maya had a kind of connection, made Gale curious about what they had talked about in there.
He had busied himself and avoided her for quite some time, so why was her temporary best friend mad at him?

"Then why are you still-"

"Will all this bring her back?"

Gale's brows knitted in an instant as a dirty look darkness his eyes. "What? What did you just say?" He demanded, his voice shifting into a furious hiss.

"Stop hurting her!" Lisa yelled in tears. "Every day her body grows from bad to worse all because of you!"

Gale did a U-turn, sucking in as much air as he could to calm the rage boiling within his weak points. She was just a maid, he didn't have to waste his time exchanging words or giving her any attention. That was what he told himself to rid the urge pushing him to slap some respect in his employee.

Their little squabble was interrupted when the door behind Lisa opened on the inside, almost knocking her off her feet.
Gale turned, his eyes instantly meeting Maya's stunned pair.
He felt an odd cold yet hot sensation freeze and burn its way from his chest to his stomach. Images of her naked flooded his mind and rendered him speechless.

He never thought he'd experience such a thing, but after the sex he had with 'her' in his 'drunken illusion' the previous night, the normal part of him suddenly developed a string of fear facing her.
How stupid, he was mature enough to walk through endless one-night stands, mature enough to fuck his psychiatrist and not feel a thing, so why, why was he feeling so nervous right now?

Could it be that he was feeling guilty for she was the forbidden fruit he wasn't supposed to touch?
After all, she was still the only closest friend his daughter had. He wondered what Cindy would say if she knew the kind of dirty things he had done to her best friend. It didn't matter if it was just a stupid dream, he had still fucked her like a savage.

Maya held her end well, putting on a brave and solid expression to hide the tension turning her intestines into goo. Seeing him there brought back the intimacy they had shared. It brought the image of his cock drilling into her hole. And that was enough to make her still-swollen pussy start crying in fear.