Old story. I still like it so yay! :D
Offenderman belongs to arcanineryu on Deviantart.
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The figure walked down the dark ally.
“Shortcut.” He thought.
The man was traveling rather briskly to his destination, that he didn’t really know how to get to.
After several minutes of trying to find his destination, the man finally arrived.
“Yes!” He thought. “I made it.”
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps could be heard in the distance.
“Hello?” The man said.
“Yes, hello. Could you please help me?” The man was approached by a figure that he couldn’t quite see due to how dark it was outside.
“I need directions to 5th Avenue. Do you know the way?” The person seemed to be in a rush.
“Um. Yeah.” After giving the person the directions he said goodbye, and turned to leave.
“Wait!” The figure said, still cloaked in shadows.
“Here. Take this as a thanks.”
“No.” The tall man turned around to face the figure again.
“A pretty woman such as yourself should be the one getting gift, not giving them. Here. Take this.”
In his hand, the tall, thin man held out a single red rose.
“Oh!” The woman said clearly surprised.
“Um. Thank you. You’re so kind!”
The woman reached out a hand, now that she was close Smexy could see that see that she was a shortish, brown harried woman, with blue eyes, and hesitantly took the rose.
“No…. Thank you.” Smexy practically purred.
“You see,” White tendrils erupted from his back. “I’m a bit of a dealer, of sorts.”
Smexy circled around the terrified woman.
“You get what you want, a rose for example, and I get what I want. But in this case, I’m not after money. No~.” Smexy purred out the last word. “I’m after pleasure. And you’re about to give me some.”
“N-no! I refuse!” The woman exclaimed boldly.
“Now, you see. That’s where you’re wrong.” Smexy said, stopping in his circling momentarily to stand behind the poor woman.
“You took my rose. So that means I get to do whatever I want with you for however long I want to. But don’t worry Babes,” He said seeing the horrified and disgusted look on the woman face. “You won’t remember a thing. Unless… I decide that I’d like to keep you as a little… pet.” He grinned, showing off a mouth full of razor-sharp teeth.
“N-n-no! No!” The terrified brunette lost all calm and started running in the opposite direction.
“Heheheh. Running won’t do you any good.” Smexy called out to her. “But ya know what? I like a good chase.” Smexy suddenly teleported away, the woman didn’t know though, she was busy running for her life.
The woman, Mary J. Kelly; Smexy had done a little research beforehand, ran and ran until she came to a stop at the conner of the block. She stood there for a minute, trying to catch her breath, when suddenly Smexy teleported right in front of her.
“Tag. You’re it.” He said and grabbed her. The woman screamed and Smexy teleported away. All that was left was a few scattered rose petals on the ground.
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Smexy stretched, fully satisfied after 17 hours. His tendrils twisted calmly above his back. He looked at the woman rocking back and forth in the corner from fear, shock, and pain. It was amazing that she was still conscious.
Smexy got up and slowly approached the brunette. She looked at him, stopped rocking back and forth and started shaking violently.
“Hey there.” Smexy said, cupping the woman’s chin and forcing her to look at him.
“You remember what I said about letting you go? Yeah. I was going to do that, but I think I’ll keep you instead.” The woman started to cry.
“Oh don’t worry. If you die, which you probably will eventually, I’ll still have some use for you. I can use you until you wear down and there’s nothing left.”
The woman’s eyes widened and she started to scream, but no sound came out because she had already done so much screaming the past 17 hours.
“Heheheh… don’t be like that. I’m sure you’ll learn to enjoy it. If not, then too bad. Because I sure as hell will.”
With that being said, some of Smexy’s tendrils shot out and grabbed the small woman’s leg. He pulled her into his long, open trench coat, her mouth opened into a silent scream.
Once the girl was safely tucked away in the pocket dimension where he stored things like excess flesh and his infinite supply of roses, Smexy let his extra tendrils have a little fun. The creature known as Sexual Offenderman then grinned.
“Purrrrrrr~”
