My Fiction. My Blog. My Life:After braving the vast world of the internet with fanfictions, I've decided to expand my portfolio with short stories, blog posts, and snippets of my novel.
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Chapter 2“Good Morning, Beautiful” His voice was low, sultry, and right next to her ear. She jumped at the feel of his warm breath on her cheek. Unfortunately, jumping back, right into him. His hands grabbed either side of her hips, steading her as her back rested on his chest. His bare strong chest. Raven could hear her breath shaking in and out of her nose, and could feel her pulse thudding in her chest. This wasn’t uncommon for him. He knew exactly what to do to make her flush, but she denied it the best she could. Part of her hoped he couldn’t tell just how much it worked. And a different tiny part, hoped he did and would eventually act on it, despite all better judgement. Trying to stay still and calm she replied with an apathetic greeting. She found her balance and started to lean forward, but he followed, just slightly. His laugh was deep, almost into that tantalizing growl. And her breath was turning almost ragged. She could feel the burn between her legs, the yearning she would never admit to him. His middle fingers tenderly traced the top of her hip bones as he held his grasp on her. With each pass they stretched lower and lower. But then he easily and fluidly took a step back, grabbed an apple, and sat down at the kitchen table. The hall door on the other side of the living room opened, giving Raven another little jump. Dick was walking by with his head tilted down, staring at the tablet in his hands. He didn’t pay his friends much mind as he grabbed his perfectly portioned, perfectly tasteless, premixed bottle of micro and macro nutrients. He hadn’t the time to bother with useless things like eating, let alone cooking, when there was work to be done.
Raven shot Gar a quick side glance, of course he had heard the man walking down the hall. He seemed completely unfazed by the whole thing, pleasantly munching on his apple as he threw a ball between the free hand and a prehensile tail. Raven took a deep breath and focused on the oatmeal, almost bubbling over in front of her. The whole thing had probably lasted no more than a minute, but it was enough to remind her how long it had been since she had visited anyone’s bed. She had a deep desire for sex, as she imagined most demons did, but not the social desire to go out and seek it. Along with being a hero, she didn’t care to start a relationship and put any defenseless civilian in harm’s way. Raven was busy planning her post-breakfast self-love, when Kori appeared at her side. The poor alien had no sense of a personal bubble, but had learned to not grab Raven suddenly, or squeal into her ear. Her anticipation was building as she waited for Raven to notice her. “Yes, Star?” Raven couldn’t help but smile, her friend’s overflowing positive energy was more than enough for the two of them. “I am over joyed you have decided to attend the balls!” Kori grasped Raven’s forearm with both hands, no longer able to restrain herself. Raven smirked, “It’s just one ball Star.” Without paying much attention, Raven had floated down two bowls, filled them with oatmeal, and placed spoons in them. All while keeping one hand casually on the counter and the other resting over Kori’s. “Heh,” a chucked caught her ear behind her. Gar placed a hand on the low of her back, leaned around her, and reached for the extra bowl. “I’d like you to attend my balls.” He winked and leaned back. Raven groaned and shook her head. She wouldn’t have been able to tell you when her and Gar had started rotating breakfast duty between the two of them. Her meals had become much better, though even in the beginning he ate them without remark. “Just for a bit. The last one I went to ended with an impromptu interview. It wasn’t my idea of fun. And if I ran away, they would tear me apart the next day for being a bitch on the news.” She flicked her free hand over the oat meal, a black sheet appearing under her hand, wafting air over the steaming meal. “Bastards” she cursed under her breath. “Well, I promise to move you swiftly away from any camera.” Kori responded, with the sternest, but still somehow cute, look she could muster. “No,” Raven replied thoughtfully, she glanced at Gar. “I think Gar is on watch. He promised me a good night. “ “Don’t you worry, babe.” His grin was lopsided. “I’ll show you a good time.” Raven bit her lip as she thought about the good time she was sure he could show her. Kori had closed in even more and was going over her plan to get ready, blocking Raven from seeing Gar. Or more to point, blocking Gar from seeing Raven.
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