Virtual smut warning~
Two weeks had passed since Lily has moved here with me. It's been so fun having someone that's not a wet blanket live in your space. I have met up with the rest of arch enemy, working on stuff, you know, and we had knocked out a duet of Thank you, Pain. Clean vocals are so fun to do. Currently though, I unfortunately had thoughts of the girl spinning around in my head. We had taken an off day, and spent most of the day in sedentary fashion. The lights in my room were turned off and the blinds were shut. The door was locked, I made sure of it. My head lay facing the ceiling, flat on a pillow, and the rest of my body faced up as well. I hadn't done this in a while, which was strange since I was so unhappy with Doyle, but I guess I didn't want anything then. My eyes closed themselves, picturing the girl straddling me like on the plane. I took a deep breath, nervous to do this again, as my hand slowly made its way to the waist of my skirt, into my panties. My pointer finger went in first, causing me to gasp lightly. What did I say? It's been a hot minute. I decided to start slow, rubbing around the smooth muscle in a circle. Then a little faster. I picked up the pace, biting my lip. I couldn't have Lily find out I'm doing this. God I'm insane. A small grunt escaped me with an accidental whisper of her name. It tasted so sweet on my tongue. I slipped in my middle finger, thrusting my hips upward and hissing in pleasure. "Mm... Fuck..." I gritted my teeth as my imagination carried me to the disgusting side of my mind. "Yes. Yes." I whispered. There was a knock on the door. "Umm... Alissa?" I released. Exhaling, I responded. "Doyle's here." I need a fucking cigarette. "Just a minute, Lil." The smell of cum probably stuck to my hands after I thoroughly washed them, and changed my underwear. I turned the lights on and rushed downstairs to see my son-0f-a-bitch ex boyfriend in my living room and a nervous looking Lily. "Hi, Alissa. I was just talking to your friend here." He smiled evilly. The girl had a frightened look on her face. "Why are you here?"
"I want something I left over here." Doyle stated, coolly. "That is?" I snarled. "...you." He had gotten up and grabbed either side of my waist. "Get off of me!" I attempted to peel his hands from my sides. "Stop it!" Interjected Lily, now standing next to us. "Why do you care so much?" The man scoffed. "Cause..." Her big blue eyes darted around wildly. She was running out of time. "Cause what?" The girl bit her lip. She had to think of something! Watching this just stressed me out. "She's moved on!"
Doyle looked back at me. Then at her. Then back at me. "It's been two weeks." He blurted. "Who could you have possibly... Is it Jeff?" I laughed, hard, shaking my head. Lily's eyes glistened with fear, afraid the man would do something. And... Something else... Not something I could really pinpoint. Doyle's eyes wandered back to the girl. "You're... You're..." He let go of me and stepped back. "A dyke?" Lily's eyes started to visibly water. "Don't use that word!" She shouted. "Don't hide behind ignorance!" Those would make good lyrics. The man looked at her with malice in his veins. "You're a little girl. And I'm a man. You won't survive what I can do." "Doyle you leave her alone before I call the cops." He scowled at me, sighing. "Prove it." "Prove what?" I sneered. I'm about to beat him up myself. I don't need to prove anything to this bigot. "I'll leave if you prove you two are dating." I scoffed. Shaking my head, I had a rant ready but I was beaten to speech. "She leaves the water on when she does the dishes and it's kind of annoying..." Squeaked Lily. Doyle laughed menacingly. "No, you little shit, I mean kiss." She stepped slowly in front of me. I wanted this. But not... Like this. Cautiously, I leaned down, pushing some of her fire red hair behind her ear. I innocently pressed my lips against her, for some reason, extremely soft lips. My hand automatically cupped her cheek and Doyle and the world seemed to disappear. He brought our forced moment to a screeching halt. "That's enough." The man groaned, quickly slamming the front door. We waited in silence until we could hear a car start and drive away. "Wow..."
