Freaks (Ticci Toby) ((Sequel to Outcasts))

Chapter Five;

Chapter Five

Kerigan

"You did what?" Toby snapped in exasperation, glaring at me from the door. My mood brightens before I see the stormy look in his eyes, and my happiness at seeing him again plummets, along with my stomach.

"Wh-What?" I whimpered, and he pushes his hair back roughly.

"You took down Jack, Jeff, EJ, Hoody, and Masky." He growled, and I hesitated before climbing out of bed and walking over, pulling him into the room. He narrows his eyes as I close and lock the door, turning to him and cocking a hip, tossing my hair back out of my face.

"Yeah, and if you try to punish me for that, then I'll kick your ass, too."  I retorted, and watched as his eyes softened in humor.

"I-I don't think that's p-possible." He said quietly, trying to keep his eyes off my sports bra.

"Oh yeah? I think it is. I don't even have to hit you." I step closer, and he swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing. I grin, lick my lips, and grab the collar of his hoody. "All I have to do... Is this." I whisper, then pulls him against my lips, both hands in his hair, one pushing him against me, the other pulling his hair as he moaned deeply into my mouth.

I pulled him onto the bed, shaking as his hands ran roughly up my back to discard of my bra, our lips breaking for a single moment to do so. His mouth latches onto one of my nipples, causing me to gasp and buck up against him, covering my mouth. He grabs my hands and pins them down.

"D-Don't cover it up,.. I want to hear you scream." He growls, and I whimper, nodding. He sucks gently on my breast, then harder, biting down, definitely making a hickey. I groan and wrap my legs around his waist. He ground harder into me, making me buck up, gasping breathlessly.

"F-Fuck..." I groan quietly, and he grins, slipping off his hoody and tee shirt, then reaching for his belt. I sit up to help, pulling it from his belt loops in one fell swoop. I hesitate with it in my hands for a moment, imagining binding his hands with it, but then discard it. By then, he's trying to take off his jeans, and I lift my hips to slide down my pajama pants. We kick them off, then I crawl over his lap gently, our underwear the only barrier between us. He groans gently as I bite his lip, and rubs the lower part of my back, making shivers run up my spine. I whimper and press against him as he suddenly digs his nails into the sensitive flesh. My hands come up to pull his hair, my head buried into his neck.

Which smells fucking amazing... Is he wearing a new cologne? No, this is more like... Like his natural scent... It's almost metallic but it has a sweet under note... I hummed and gently licked the curve of his neck. His skin tasted sweet and salty and amazing, my God did it taste great. I... I don't even know how to describe the scent, besides amazing. I moaned as his hands cupped my ass and I sucked on his neck, trying to lick up more of that amazing taste.

"K-Kerigan... Wh-What... What are you... Ohh, Fuck..." I pull back slightly, my eyes left to stare at the red skin. But it wasn't just red because of my oral work.

Dried blood covered his chest and neck, something I could only now decipher in the waning light. And where I had kissed his skin was clean, licked clean might I add. I groan and pulls back, stumbling off him. He sits up straight. "B-Babe? What's w-wrong?" I turn to see my lips and around them red from the blood, and I almost gag. What the fuck is wrong with me? Did I actually just go into a practical frenzy because the blood smelled good? And... And tasted good... God why do I like the taste of blood? Who's... Who's blood... Is that... I quickly try to wipe the blood from my mouth, and turn to Toby with wide eyes.

"G-Go shower! Now!" He gets up and comes over quickly, and this close I could smell more of the sweet scent and I wanted it, I really did-

Stop that! No!

I groaned and covered my nose, closing my eyes. "GO SHOWER!" I yelled, and he quickly ran into the bathroom, and I heard the water start as I try to calm my breathing.

Blood... Okay... Someone's blood. God dammit! I-it's normal! No, it's not! God! Okay... People have different tastes. But... I've never wanted something as bad as I wanted that blood. God, what am I becoming? I grabbed my head and sat heavily on the bed. Toby comes out a couple minute later, his hair wet and a towel around his waist. I sniffed the air, relieved when I couldn't smell the blood anymore.

"Keri? A-Are you okay?" He whispers, kneeling down. I close my eyes for a moment, then smiled and nodded slowly.

"S-Sorry..." I swallow deeply. "I-I... Who's... Who's blood was that?" I whisper quietly, and he turns white. I swallow, narrowing my eyes. "Who's... Blood."

"I don't know their name." He finally hissed, and I grabbed his chin, making him look at me.

"Tobias Erin Rogers. If you are going to take someone's life?" I paused, making sure he was paying attention. I dug my nails into his cheeks, leaning closer, "You better Make Damn Sure, that you at least know who they are." I growled, and he widened his eyes at me in confusion.

"Wh-What?" He asks.

"Next time you go out, find out their name. And one thing they enjoyed. And grab a picture while you're at it. Pre-death. I want to pay respects to them when you get back. I will not be with a monster, and a monster kills aimlessly without purpose or care."

"Kerigan, I can't just-"

"Bull. You can and will." I stood up, stepping past him towards the bathroom. "Or else you'll wake up one day, and it will be me you have to grieve." I cut him a glare over my shoulder, watched his eyes widen in fear, and slammed the bathroom door.