Succubus' Fun(Completed)

Chapter Twenty Two (Not confident)

Hyde Jakkal above. Ladies please forgive me if he doesn't fit your imagination.

Sarah's POV
My body is aching. Every part of me hurts, even parts of my body that should not hurt. When I said break me I didn't really mean it. I would still like to function. All three boys' arms are around me in an almost uncomfortable way. If I didn't feel like every part of me was barely hanging on to the other I would have laughed. I sit up so that I can see the clock next to Toryn's bed. It reads 8:26 am. We fell asleep around 6 or so, so I think this is a record to be awake right now. I hear Joanna's snores as an indication that she is still asleep. It would appear that I am the only one with energy after last night.

I decide breakfast would be the most appropriate thing right now for all of us. I gently detach myself from their arms. The tricky part is sliding off Jerry without waking him up. Or his not so little friend. I'm finally able to get off the bed and grab the first scrap of clothing I see. Which is ironically Jerry's shirt. What is this... whatever. I slip the shirt on and it reaches about mid thigh. It is almost as baggy as my usual shirts and I feel a sense of longing.
I pad out of the room looking over my shoulder occasionally to see if I'd woken anyone.

Once out the door I walk down a few flights of stairs and end up lost. It should not surprise me considering I knew squat about this house but I once again let my feet guide me. And once again I end up at the door that leads into the garage. Am I so sick that I'm basically coming back to the thing that frightens me?

Just keep walking. Turning away I get the same feeling of dread I had in my dream. Walking around for a bit more I finally stumble upon the kitchen. Okay time to go to work. Speaking of which I need to cook to music.

Looking around for a little I am stunned to find an old fashioned radio on the microwave. Whoever lived in this house with Toryn, by that I mean his parents most likely, they must really have a thing for the old fashions. I press one of the buttons and the holder for the caset opens.

In it one casket labeled 'Tunes' is in. I pray to gosh that this thing has my kind of music on. I look for the play button and it slowly goes back in and starts playing. Rick Astley's 'Together Forever' starts playing and I can't help but start to wiggle my hips to the tune. Yep cooking was going to be fun!

Jerry's POV
Sarah. My dear sweet Sarah. A hand glides up my naked stomach and I start laughing a little. The little vixen had her fill last night and yet here she was already waking me for more. Although her performance - if I should call it that - was surprising last night. I had no idea that she possessed that much technique.

The hand glides once more up my body and I grab hold of her hand before she does something she shouldn't. I open my eyes and instead of Sarah's small and delicate hand I see Hyde's hand in mine. I jump up and startle the two boys who are on my left and right.

"Dude what the heck?" Hyde looks down at our hands and pulls his hand out of mine. If it wasn't me this was happening to I would laugh. "Where's... Sarah?" Toryn asks sleepily with a yawn in between the two words. "She must have crawled out." Hyde slides out from under the covers and picks up his discarded briefs. I wonder who Sarah thinks is bigger between the three of us. The thought randomly crosses my mind.

Once we're all in our pajamas we walk out of the bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye I see Joanna and Edward still fast asleep. They hadn't done as much as us they looked more exhausted even in their sleep.

Toryn leads us down the stairs and down the hallway to the kitchen. There seems to be music playing distantly somewhere. "That's probably mom, hopefully making breakfast. Come on. WAIT!" He whisper yells as he abruptly stops just before entering the kitchen. "Jerry come here."
I am slightly worried as I pad up to where he is and peek around the corner. Standing there in my shirt is the 'missing' girl. Rick Astley's 'Never Gonna Give You Up' is blaring through the radio and she seems to be dancing and singing along to it.

She wiggles her hips in tune with the song and I'm brought back to how we gripped those hips. Hyde is thinking the same thing as he looks at me. She appears to be making breakfast and I smell bacon. But what else is she making. There's a sweet smell in the air as well and I get the feeling pancakes or waffles are being made.

I wonder...

I signal a hush to Toryn and Hyde as I creep into the kitchen and sneak up behind her. She continues dancing and cooking and I cover her mouth with my hand. She immediately stills. She breathes in and out and I wonder if I've taken it too far.

I'm about to release her when she slips from my arms and punches me in the nose. Nope I took her way to lightly. Surprisingly - while I'm clutching my about to bleed nose - I see that her eyed are tightly as if she did it in instinct and not purposefully.

She blinks one eye open and sees me on the floor, she falls to her knees and immediately starts blabbering about how she was sorry and it was an accident. If I wasn't in some pain I'd have found her protectiveness adorable.

"Sarah calm down I scared you so it's justified." Sarah brings her hand down to mine, which is pinching my nose to stop the blood flow. "Still I do feel obligated to make it up to you." Under my breath I whisper, "I can think of a couple positions."

"How about we go out?" Joanna is smiling and glowing like an angel. But from what Sarah has told me she can be far from it. "Morning Joanna. When did you get up?"
"Well Edward was getting up to make breakfast, he unintentionally woke me up. I had a feeling you'd be in here, music blaring. What's he doing?" Joanna gestures to me with her eyes. Sarah looks down at me guiltily and says, "Sort of had an accident."

If she does make it up to me later I do not mind at all. I get up off the floor and look at the delicious breakfast my baby has made for us. As I suspected there is waffles in one plate, all neatly stacked on top of one another, there is also bacon, eggs and toast. Now all I needed was coffee and I was good to go. Sarah followed my eyes and smiled to herself, "We can eat now if you'd like. I also made coffee and tea."

If I didn't need to eat real food right now, I would have eaten my girlfriend out and up. From the bottom of my heart I am overjoyed with the fact that I made this girl mine.

Mine...