Innocent Midnight

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Shaking the thoughts of her out Russ walking into a store, grabbing a shirt some jeans and then paused at the very private section. This is not what a man like him should be doing, buying a woman you hardly know clothing while picking out her delicates was not in Russ’s vocabulary. Everything about this screamed whipped, and he wasn’t even getting any. Scratching his head a fairy mixed what looking like water spirit walked over, her cheerily giggle snapped him out of his stupidity

        “Can I help you?” She asked, Russ blushed clearing his throat.
        “Aw yea, I need clothes for a woman about this high, thin, with larger….” He coughed again not wanting to insult the woman.
        “Her breasts are large, say about this size?” Holding up a black lace bra Russ looked at it, yea that would probably fit Ember.
        “I think that should be big enough”
        “Do you need anything else?” Russ shook his head as she took the clothes he had away, walking behind her to the check out desk. Handing her some money Russ once again reminded himself that this was the right thing to do, Ember was going to come across someone else and they wouldn’t hesitate to take advantage of her good nature.

Heading back to the hotel he chuckled at the asking if she lived under a rock, no…a tree she answered. Figures. Maybe he should start living in the forest, seems all the beauties have departed to the forests. If any looked half as good as Ember he’d be one happy son of a bitch, chuckling Russ slung the clothing bag over his shoulders. Who ever this Len guy was needed to wake up and smell the roses, Ember wasn’t some young girl who could get away with running around naked. She was a woman…all woman.

Unlocking the door to their room Russ opened it to stop mid step, sleeping on her bed Ember looked like some form of angel. Hands tucked to her face as her legs slightly curled around her frame, that little rodent she kept was sound asleep on the fanned out ebony hair. Closing the door quickly Russ studied her, this would be like taking candy from a freaking baby. Why did he have to be a nice guy, nice guys always get screwed…not the good way either.

Placing the bag on the table along with the key Russ went to her side, she needed to put clothes on- that wasn’t an option. Gently he touched her shoulder…..so soft.

    “Ember. Ember wake up” Shaking her lightly, Russ had expected her to whine or groan at him….but never this. Like a tiger sprung loose from a cage Ember leaped off the bed knocking his large size over, her left hand gripped the hilt of a long dagger. Holding his throat with delicate right fingers Ember reared for the kill, gasping for air Russ yelled hoping to break her trans.

        “EMBER! Its me” Her left hand froze in the air, those beautiful eyes of hazel gold’s blinked before she gasped.
        “Russ. I’m so sorry” dropping her dagger to the floor, it made a loud clank noise before going silent. Russ dropped his head to the wooden plank floor taking in deep breaths, defiantly a lethal beauty.
        “Russ?” She whispered laying her hand on his chest, Ember’s squirming cause him to curse his luck. Straddling him like some sex kitten Ember looked like a Christmas present with her wrapped breasts and skimpy underwear, groaning in frustrations Russ rubbed his face trying to recall why he was a good guy.

        “Ember that bag on the table is for you, please put them on” Not bothering to open his eyes. The smell of her got closer, opening one eyes Russ about screamed with her face close to his.
        “What are you doing?” She asked blinking, while looking completely at ease with her face mere inches from his.
        “I’m resting, now go…” The fuzzy little vermin jumped on her peering over Embers head while hanging on her hair. Ember’s eyes looked up at her pet giggling, it chirped making Russ groan…just shoot me- he thought.

Her weight vanished with the rustling of the bag, sighing Russ sat up sitting on the bed. Ember had pulled out the shirt and bra, Russ turned his head away feeling very uncomfortable.
        “Do I have to wear this?” Dangling the bra in his face, growling out Russ glared at her.
        “Yes, you’re a woman and women wear those.” Pointing at the bra.
        “But I hate them, Len never made me” She pouted which actually looked adorable on her, making Russ even more pissed off.