Saviour's Hell (Completed)

The Tape Effect

A/N: So, I forgot to mention that there might be some smut in this story. SURPRISE!!
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The front door opened, and a girl with green eyes and brown, curly hair walked in.

"Hi, Officer Winters. I'm sorry to bother, you; I was just..." she trailed off and stopped walking when she saw me. "What's going on here?"

"Elijah just freaked out a little." My dad said.

"Is he okay?"

"Oh, yeah; he's fine."

"Was it necessary to tape his mouth shut?"

Both Derek and my dad nodded.

"Why?"

"He wouldn't stop screaming," Derek said.

My dad turned to face him with a slightly confused look. "When was he screaming?"

"Last night; it's because of these new nightmares."

"How long have these nightmares been going on?"

"The past couple of nights, I guess. I don't know; I think he's just insane."

I tried yelling something at him, but it was only muffled by the tape.

They all looked at me now.

I glared back at my dad and Derek.

"Derek, you're coming with me to the station." My dad said after a moment.

Derek was visually taken aback, looking at him. "What; why?"

"I need your help on a case; come on. Riley, you stay here and watch Elijah; make sure he doesn't get out of the house."

I was able to control some of myself by this point, and, without my command, my anxiety kicked in a bit when he said that.

"Will do," she said.

Oh, my God. I thought. I'm going to be home alone...with the girl of my dreams. Panic rose within me slightly after my dad and Derek left, and Riley turned to face me.

"So, you've been a bad boy, haven't you?" Lust and curiosity suddenly filled her eyes to match her now seductive tone.

My anxiety worsened as she approached me, her stride slow but purposeful, her hips swaying almost dramatically.

She circled around me, but stopped behind me, where she leaned into my ear and whispered, "Tell me how bad you've been." She nibbled my ear, sliding her hand down my chest and to my thigh.

My breath hitched when she squeezed my inner thigh, starting to get me sexually frustrated. My breath became uneven and gradually grew faster when she started kissing my neck.

Oh, God... I thought. This is going to happen, isn't it?

She started biting my neck, and a muffled moan slipped out of my throat. She ripped the tape off my mouth, and just as a let out a small cry of pain from the tape ripping hair off and exfoliating skin from my mouth, it turned into a moan as she started palming me through my tight jeans. It only lasted a few seconds before she walked in front of me and straddled my lap, leaning in.

Her lips were warm and softer than Derek's, for obvious reasons. I finally kissed Riley after knowing her for almost four years, and after having a crush on her for nearly as long. Did this mean she liked me back? Like, more than a boyfriend?

When our lips parted, she shoved her tongue in my mouth, exploring every crevice, leaving me to let out a muffled moan. After a couple seconds, she pulled away and looked at me.

"Elijah?" She said.

"Y-y-yeah?" Wow; my stuttering was bad.

"Elijah, snap out of it." She said firmly.

"W-what?"

She slapped me across the face, and I let out a whimper of pain, opening my eyes again only to find her still standing in the doorway to the living room, looking at me weirdly.

I opened my mouth, only to find that my mouth still had tape over it. Still, I mumbled something anyway, despite knowing she wouldn't know a word I said.

She started towards me with purpose. "I can't understand you with that stupid tape over your mouth." She quickly ripped it off, and I let out a small cry of pain.

"Can I get up?" I asked.

She hesitated briefly before giving in, and reaching behind me, her cleavage reaching very close to my face; I averted my face as my pulse rose.

What I didn't expect to hear was the half-whispered words, "fuck me, please" mutter from my mouth. The second I heard that come out of me, my face heated up dramatically, I stopped breathing, and my eyes widened to a point where I thought they were about to pop out of my eye socket; I yanked my hands out of the loose rope that previously bound my hands and covered my mouth.

She backed away and looked at me like I was insane-which I probably am, anyway- and I wanted to shoot myself in the head right now.

After what seemed like an eternity, the silence was finally broken. "What did you just say to me?" She half-whispered.

I blushed even more, if that was even possible. "Uh-I-I-um...I-I-I...just-uh..." I couldn't even form a fraction of a sentence.

"Yeah; that's what I thought."

After an extremely awkward moment of silence, she thankfully broke the silence, but unfortunately didn't ease the awkwardness. "What were you thinking about, anyway?"

"Uh..." my voice shook.

"Was it about me?"

I went silent.

"What about me were you thinking about?"

"Y-you might want to put that tape back over my mouth."

"Why?"

"Because I'm about to say something that will make a nun's face go bright red."