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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,023
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 9
A/N: Ok i know I said Vincent/Becky stuff would be in chapter 10 and 11 I changed it to 9 and 11, cause I could not wait to put this up. And I am ashamed to say this chapter is based on true events; I wont say what part you can use your imaginations. Here is chapter 9 enjoy.
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Looking down at my obsession from different angles, giving menacing glares of torment to obtain what I want. I gently place my hand on the small jar of cocktail onions; I tried to twist the lid as hard as I could left AND right neither would give me what I wanted, I decided to keep twisting the lid towards my right hand side my hand was red and sore and I was starting to get frustrated I had tried every known way to open a jar and nothing worked. The jar in question wasn’t due to expire for another two years and two had already passed, I started to hit the lid against the edge of the bench, I slide down against the bench to the floor with the jar in hand. God this is why you get a boyfriend, to open these stupid man jars.
“Becky?”
A sweet voice had spoke my name
“I’m hungry.”
I sobbed; I just wanted a midnight snack. While I was curled up on the floor leaning against the bench cupboards I looked up to see Asriel looking down at me. The tall thin man sat down next to me and smiled, he just looked at me for a moment before he held out his hand;
“Do you want me to open it?”
“Uh huh”
I said with a nod as I gave Asriel the small jar that was too small for his hand. He twisted the lid but nothing happened. He looked me in the eyes his thin pointed features were serious, he stood up and I followed suit, he twisted the lid again and again nothing happed. He looked annoyed and put the jar in the pantry. The sudden craving for chocolate ice cream hit, and for his troubles I will share it with Asriel; and that is saying something I am definitely not one to share food or lovers. Not that I have any but when I do I will not be sharing.
“Leave it were it is. We will go buy another jar.”
“No, I want tha… actually I want ice cream, we can open ice cream.”
“We can and we shall.”
He wrapped an arm around my shoulder as he collected the chocolate ice cream from the freezer. We sat down at the table with the tub of chocolate ice cream, he was sitting on one side of the table and I was across from him, I looked up at him while he ate he gave me a small smile; we didn’t have to say a word we could sit for hours on end without saying a word and only speak when needed. Right now it wasn’t needed.
I entered quietly the first thing I saw was Asriel eating out of the tub of chocolate ice cream and what’s this? Becky licking the ice cream of her spoon hmm, what a sight. I still had a fading hand print on my face, her, hand print; I must do something about her behavior, I can not wait till I have classes with her on Friday, which means 3 more days to build up her fear. And I wasn’t going to let her thoughts at dinner go unnoticed… ha like she thinks I would submit to her. But I must admit she looks a vision with her hair in a messy low pony tail and that singlet red top that could barely contain her breasts, it must be new, and what looked like very small, very feminine plain red satin shorts. She was kneeling, not sitting, kneeling on the chair, so those ridiculous shorts rode up a little higher then necessary, leaned over the table slightly in her position across from him; little tart was probably giving him an eyeful. What was he doing up at this hour? But more importantly what was she doing dressed like that in his presence… alone. I quietly went to the fridge and got out some left over cheese cake and cut myself a small slice. At the little noise I had made Asriel and Becky looked up at me, she immediately ignored my presence after noticing I was there, hell on fire I am going to have so much fun with her. But he asked me to join them; she gave him a look that asked him ‘why did you have to invite him to join us’. I took him up on his offer and sat at the head of the table giving me a slight view of the weighty globes that were begging to be touched. There was a short silence in which I caught the 24 year old take an eyeful of what she seemed to be offering as they playfully battled for another scoop of ice cream, Asriel decided then it was time to speak to me and Becky decided to some what seductively lick more of the ice cream she had just battled over, I must say I am feeling a little envious of the cold soft substance.
“You’re not asleep?”
“Clearly”
I answered disdainfully. What the hell sort of question was that? It was the type of question I expected from Becky, I am ashamed to say I gave this man more credit I will not be making that mistake again.
“What are you both doing up this hour?”
“Midnight binge. I found Becky in here getting a midnight snack; I didn’t realize she was in here till I was about to raid the fridge so I joined her.”
She was still ignoring me, I think her punishment should have her bent over; with that petite hour glass body, mid waist auburn waves which were slightly redder then the brown that was in her hair, and that creamy white skin looked so soft to touch. She was quite a piece of work. Trust Asriel to interrupt my thoughts
“Well I’m beat I’m going to bed. Goodnight Vincent, Becky”
“Goodnight.”
We both said at the same time.
He teased me as he said his goodnights by sitting the tub of ice cream on the edge of the table where he was sitting. I had to lean over more then what I was to reach it, my breasts were being squished in the process, I feel like a cat stretching or something. I felt a pair of eyes on me, eyes that belonged to a certain person I slapped across the face.
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Looking down at my obsession from different angles, giving menacing glares of torment to obtain what I want. I gently place my hand on the small jar of cocktail onions; I tried to twist the lid as hard as I could left AND right neither would give me what I wanted, I decided to keep twisting the lid towards my right hand side my hand was red and sore and I was starting to get frustrated I had tried every known way to open a jar and nothing worked. The jar in question wasn’t due to expire for another two years and two had already passed, I started to hit the lid against the edge of the bench, I slide down against the bench to the floor with the jar in hand. God this is why you get a boyfriend, to open these stupid man jars.
“Becky?”
A sweet voice had spoke my name
“I’m hungry.”
I sobbed; I just wanted a midnight snack. While I was curled up on the floor leaning against the bench cupboards I looked up to see Asriel looking down at me. The tall thin man sat down next to me and smiled, he just looked at me for a moment before he held out his hand;
“Do you want me to open it?”
“Uh huh”
I said with a nod as I gave Asriel the small jar that was too small for his hand. He twisted the lid but nothing happened. He looked me in the eyes his thin pointed features were serious, he stood up and I followed suit, he twisted the lid again and again nothing happed. He looked annoyed and put the jar in the pantry. The sudden craving for chocolate ice cream hit, and for his troubles I will share it with Asriel; and that is saying something I am definitely not one to share food or lovers. Not that I have any but when I do I will not be sharing.
“Leave it were it is. We will go buy another jar.”
“No, I want tha… actually I want ice cream, we can open ice cream.”
“We can and we shall.”
He wrapped an arm around my shoulder as he collected the chocolate ice cream from the freezer. We sat down at the table with the tub of chocolate ice cream, he was sitting on one side of the table and I was across from him, I looked up at him while he ate he gave me a small smile; we didn’t have to say a word we could sit for hours on end without saying a word and only speak when needed. Right now it wasn’t needed.
I entered quietly the first thing I saw was Asriel eating out of the tub of chocolate ice cream and what’s this? Becky licking the ice cream of her spoon hmm, what a sight. I still had a fading hand print on my face, her, hand print; I must do something about her behavior, I can not wait till I have classes with her on Friday, which means 3 more days to build up her fear. And I wasn’t going to let her thoughts at dinner go unnoticed… ha like she thinks I would submit to her. But I must admit she looks a vision with her hair in a messy low pony tail and that singlet red top that could barely contain her breasts, it must be new, and what looked like very small, very feminine plain red satin shorts. She was kneeling, not sitting, kneeling on the chair, so those ridiculous shorts rode up a little higher then necessary, leaned over the table slightly in her position across from him; little tart was probably giving him an eyeful. What was he doing up at this hour? But more importantly what was she doing dressed like that in his presence… alone. I quietly went to the fridge and got out some left over cheese cake and cut myself a small slice. At the little noise I had made Asriel and Becky looked up at me, she immediately ignored my presence after noticing I was there, hell on fire I am going to have so much fun with her. But he asked me to join them; she gave him a look that asked him ‘why did you have to invite him to join us’. I took him up on his offer and sat at the head of the table giving me a slight view of the weighty globes that were begging to be touched. There was a short silence in which I caught the 24 year old take an eyeful of what she seemed to be offering as they playfully battled for another scoop of ice cream, Asriel decided then it was time to speak to me and Becky decided to some what seductively lick more of the ice cream she had just battled over, I must say I am feeling a little envious of the cold soft substance.
“You’re not asleep?”
“Clearly”
I answered disdainfully. What the hell sort of question was that? It was the type of question I expected from Becky, I am ashamed to say I gave this man more credit I will not be making that mistake again.
“What are you both doing up this hour?”
“Midnight binge. I found Becky in here getting a midnight snack; I didn’t realize she was in here till I was about to raid the fridge so I joined her.”
She was still ignoring me, I think her punishment should have her bent over; with that petite hour glass body, mid waist auburn waves which were slightly redder then the brown that was in her hair, and that creamy white skin looked so soft to touch. She was quite a piece of work. Trust Asriel to interrupt my thoughts
“Well I’m beat I’m going to bed. Goodnight Vincent, Becky”
“Goodnight.”
We both said at the same time.
He teased me as he said his goodnights by sitting the tub of ice cream on the edge of the table where he was sitting. I had to lean over more then what I was to reach it, my breasts were being squished in the process, I feel like a cat stretching or something. I felt a pair of eyes on me, eyes that belonged to a certain person I slapped across the face.
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