One Night

The first drag off my cigarette was always my favourite. I don't actually like smoking all that much, it tastes bad. But every night I'd go for walks while having a smoke. Looking up at the starry sky. It calmed me down after a long day. I knew that the nicotine was a stimulant but the cool night’s air seemed to help me put my thoughts together. I lived in the middle of no-where so I could walk for a long time before seeing another house, or person.

I'd been walking at least an hour before I noticed someone else on the road walking in the opposite direction from me. The sky was clear and the moon bright enough that I could make out that he looked rather worn out. His pants were dirty, obviously from walking, sweat coated his face. His hair had some debris in it. I hadn't noticed I'd stopped walking.

"You okay?" he called out, now rather close. I really should have paid attention; I'd probably been staring for awhile. His voice was calm, collected. His eyes looked so bright.

"Uh...What?" Yeah, real smooth. He jogged over to me and asked me again softer. "Are you okay, you look lost?"

"I-I-I'm fine, what about you? Looks like you-" Fuck, why would I question him about what he looks like, he could be a killer for all I knew.

"Yeah, I look like shit; car broke down a few miles down” He was grinning. Fuck, he is a killer, my heart was racing. I shouldn't have stopped, I probably should have turned around and walked home. But no. Stupid habit got me out here, and now it’s going to get me killed. I could see the headlines now.

'Dumb bitch gets killed while on a stroll at dawn' Fucking perfect.

"Need any help?" Oh great, yes. Follow him to his car and get raped, killed and chopped up into tiny pieces. Yup. Then he'll probably feed me to the animals and no-one will ever know. I had no remaining family. With no real friends. Not to mention my piece of shit job. I'd be forgotten in a week.

"No, I'm fine; I live just a few miles up, thanks for the offer." He gave me a small smile and started to walk past me.

"Oh, me too. You can you the phone at my house if you want" WHAT THE FUCK!? Why the hell did I just say that? Oh my god, please say no. Just keep walking

"I wouldn't want to impose; it'd be weird bringing a stranger into your house. I wouldn't want to wake up your husband anyway. But thanks. I'll be fine." He grins and starts to turn to leave.

I scoffed lightly, "Husband, Yeah. Right." I hadn't realized I'd said it out loud till he turned around and gave me a questioning look.

"Boyfriend?"

"Nope, I live alone." . . . I’m digging my grave. Why do I keep answering him? Maybe it’s his eyes; they seem too soft for a killer. Or maybe that’s what he wants me to think. Fuck, he’s playing mind games, he’s going to get all my information, kill me. THEN rob me. Oh shit! That’s what he’s after! He wants into my house to rob it! Not like there’s anything there.

"Oh. And you walk out here alone? Rather dangerous."

"Ha! Right. The deer are so ferocious at 3am" I giggled at the thought of a deer mauling me to death. With my luck it would probably happen too.

"Sure. How far do you live?" He scratched the back of his head casually while answering.

"Umm 'bout an hour or so."

"Are you sure you don't mind?"

"Yeah, its okay. The company would be nice. And it’s a nice night so, why not?" Yeah. I had a plan by now. I kept a baseball bat in my closet. I'll leave him alone on the phone for a bit, come down, knock him out, and call the cops saying he tried to kill me. Perfect plan.

I turned and started to walk in front of him, I was rather confident in my plan. I'd win. He didn't look all that strong. He was about 6'0, sure that towered over my 5'7' but! I knew how to swing a bat, and I'm sure that would have to count for something in my plan. I felt his palm on my shoulder after a while walking and I jumped and turned around to face him.

"Oh sorry..," He said sheepishly "I just wanted to ask if you had an extra smoke. Left mine in my jacket in the car" His grin was cute. He had a small dimple on his right cheek. Made him look younger.

"Baby face” I knew by his expression that I had just said that out loud. And I immediately regretted it. I could feel myself flush and turned back around. 'Fuck, this just really isn't my night, not only do I now have a killer walking behind me, but I may have called him cute'.

I could hear a small noise behind me so I slowly turned back to see what it was. He looked like he was in pain. But then he started laughing. And I had the sudden urge to punch him. Hard.

"Sorry, sorry. I hear that so much, but to hear it from a stranger makes it so much better. How old do you think I am?"

"Uhh...20?"

"Oh wow, that’s young. Nope. Keep guessing" - I started walking, he caught up beside me and gave me a look to keep guessing.

"Twenty five?"

"Nope~ Strike two"

"Common your not older than Twenty Seven!?" I was mad now. There was no way he was that good looking if he was older than thirty. I was barely 24 and looked 30. I blame the stress from my job. I really had to quit.

"Actually-"

"BULLSHIT"

"I was going to say that you got it."

"Oh. Well...Uhh..."

"Don't have to say anything, but you could give me a smoke~?" He gave me the same grin. Bastard. I tossed him the pack I had in my pocket along with the lighter. "Oh your a life saver~ Well...Killer really"

I froze on the spot. The way he had stressed killer, my god! He really was! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! How far was I from home? Not that far. We'd been walking pretty fast. If I started sprinting, I could maybe make it in 4 minutes. Bad idea running, he looked fit. Well more so than me. I was a poor excuse. I'd probably trip on a rock and break my neck. But then he wouldn't get to kill me.


“I love the first drag of a cigarette. It always tells you how the rest of the smoke is gonna go.” He was looking up at the sky while walking a few meters behind me. Yes! This was perfect. While he was distracted I could run. But, he’d hear me run. There had to be some way to silence the first few seconds of my run.

“Wow, the moon is really pretty tonight. How did I not notice that before?” I sneaked a peak behind me. His face serious, but oddly cool with the cigarette hanging from his lips. They looked so soft. And the thought of feeling those lips on mine suddenly came to mind.

“Probably the better company” He giggled to himself and looked at me. I’d forgotten to turn around again so he saw me looking at him and smiled. “Something the matter?”

“Urp” My face flushed as a turn around in a hurried panic. “No, I just wanted to see what you were looking at”

“You know the moon, the big thing in the night’s sky; sometimes you can see it during the day too”

God, he was an agonizing idiot. I just wanted to punch him to take of that grin of his! That big, stupid, sexy grin. Fuck, I got distracted. I could see my house in the distance, about 3 minutes away if I ran hard. He was walking closer to me, obviously the moon lost his interest.

“Hey watch out” I heard him call out, just as I was about to start running.

“Wha-.” Looking down and around me in a panic, if I’d only looked up a fraction of a second faster, I’d have seen the ‘Deer X-ing’ Sign in front of me.

WHACK

“Oh shit!” I heard him come running towards me. He picked me up off the ground. When had I fallen? He tore off a bit of his shirts sleeve and pressed it to my knee. Oh shit, I was bleeding!? What the fuck, I thought I just hit my head lightly. I guess it was bad enough to cause me to black out for a bit.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere else?” His face was inches from mine as he looked into my eyes, probably to see if I was hiding any pain. Those soft lips were so close. I hadn’t noticed that I’d lifted my hand. So he grabbed it and looked it over. “Your hand hurts?”

I made a soft noise as a response. And I guess he took it as a yes as he looked it over thoroughly. His hands were soft too. I started to wonder what he did for a living.

Now that I could see his bare arm he looked toned. But with his softness, it wasn’t possible that he was a killer. At least it seemed weird.

He put my hand down softly and looked back at my knee. I looked down this time too. FUCK! I just remembered what I was wearing. My favourite jeans! Noooo!!! Fucking luck. Meet a killer. Smash my face into a sign, cut my knee, and ripped my favourite jeans. Stupid shit life! I hope he kills me, that way I wouldn’t have to think about this stupid shit again.

“Okay, up we go~” I felt one arm go around my legs the other was around my back as he lifted me into the air with ease. I started to freak out and struggle against him but his grip just tightened as he held me in place.

“If you keep that I’ll have to drop you. Who knows what’ll happen after that” He was looking down at me and gave me a soft smile. I froze on the spot. Oh my god. He pretty much assured me that he’ll kill me. I can’t believe I was right! I’m never right! Fuck. I’m so dead this time. Maybe I could still carry out my plan.

“Where do you keep your key?”

“A…What?” How the hell did we get here so fast?! Holy shit. I swear I must have hit my head hard to not notice that many things.

“Your keys, I checked your pockets already but you didn’t have them in there. And I didn’t really want to look anywhere else. So where do you keep your keys?”


Okay, so he’s felt me up, walked me home in less time than I’d ever had someone . . . Never mind, I’m not going there. But damn. I didn’t even notice. What the hell have I been doing this whole time?

“Um… I think I left the door open?”

“Oh my, you sure are a risk taker, better be careful from now on, who knows who’s out there.”

I shuddered hard at the idea of what he was about to do to me, and whimpered slightly. He looked down at me his brown eyes looked so gentle, and suddenly I noticed that we were in my room and he had laid me in my bed.

“Oh…”

“Does it hurt anywhere?”

“I feel dizzy” His face was so close now, he leaned in closer to look at where I’d hit my head. He poked a tender spot. I winced.

“I still can’t believe you walked into that sign. Why did you start to run?”

Huh...I actually started to run? I thought I was walking. He poked a few more spots, they were sore too.

“You really have bad luck, hitting your head on a rock after you fell, and then scraping your knee on a piece of glass, I’ve seen that kind of luck in movies and books. Never thought real people could do all those things in less than 3 seconds”

I smiled and flushed lightly. I was very unlucky. But my luck seems to get worse by being around him. Odd.

“Do you want any pain killers? I still haven’t called, and I’d rather make sure your okay.”

He was looking at a spot at the top of my head and his mouth was positioned close to my nose, and I was hit with the sent of his breath. It was strange. I knew I saw him smoking but he smelled like honey. And I didn’t see him chew gum. It smelled really good. And his breath was cool against the heated skin on my face.

“Yes…I’m fine…” I was breathing pretty heavily, trying to take in as much of the smell as I could, before he moved away. He did right after I spoke. Looking about the room for something, I figured he was looking for a phone in this room. Damnit, I didn’t have one! I only had one in the kitchen. I rarely used my house phone. My cell phone was my free for most occasions anyway. Oh! That’s perfect!

“My cell phone…” I mumbled out.

He reached into his pocket and pulled it out handing it to me. When the hell did he get that? Hmm. Probably when he looked in my pockets. Damn he was good. Somehow I had the feeling that he wasn’t gonna kill me anymore. Or that he’d ever planned to. Or at least I was starting to hope.

I handed the phone back to him, and muttered something about him using it. He nodded and dialled a number. He excused himself out of my room, but I could hear him talking. I took this time to look myself over. The rest of my body seemed okay. But my knee still hurt. Well I doubt I was going out anytime soon so I figured I might as well put on something for bed.

“…Next week!? That’s ridiculous...”

That caught my attention; I wonder what he was talking about? I shrugged and changed into a pair of shorts and a shirt I always wore to bed. I examined my knee. When the hell did he bandage it? I poked my head to see how hard I really did hit it. I’ll admit it hurt a lot, but how fast did I start to run? I heard a knock on the door. “May I come in?”

“Kay?” I called out while sliding into my bed. Mmm, I was so comfy now. If only he’d sleep with me. WHOA WHOA! Where did that idea come from? In fact now that I think about it, I’ve been thinking about weird shit all night, first with kissing him, then his breath, and now this. Sheesh. Sure I haven’t gotten any in a while but I shouldn’t be jumping any guy I see. Even if he did carry me home and take care of me, even if he was eventually going to kill me.

He walked in put my phone on the night table beside me and smiled at me. God, he was really cute when he smiled.

“Well it looks like everything is okay with you. I’ll see myself out.” He started to walk out of my room. I jumped out of bed and ran to the stairs. He was already at the bottom, I’d really have to ask how he did that. Teleporting bastard.

“Wait” I called out from the top. Wait. Why was I trying to stop him again? I mean really why? God I must be crazy.

He turned to face me and suddenly I felt funny. Oh shit! I’d tripped and was falling down the stairs! Everything looked as if it were in slow motion. I’d tripped on my own feet and was about to go face first down the stairs. I swear if I was supposed to die tonight, I’d really rather it just be by my house blowing up instead of all of this crazy bullshit.

“You really should just lie down, you’re still dizzy.”

I opened my eyes. Wait. When did I close them? I found myself in his arms again. He’d caught me before I fell all the way down. How the hell did he get all the way up here that fast!? Well I guess he really could have caught me if I ran back then, and didn’t smash my face into a sign. I was once again in his arms. This time I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me up to my bed again.

“Thank you. I just wanted to say that before you left.”

“And look where it got you. Nearly killed yourself.”

‘And in your arms…’ Of course I couldn’t say that out loud. He once again carried me to my bed. As he lay me down I still had my arms wrapped around his neck. His eyes locked onto mine and he smiled at me. Fuck it!! I can’t take this slow bullshit anymore! I’m fucking crazy, but to hell with it!

I pulled his head down lower and leaned up to meet him. My lips pressed against his in a rough kiss. I couldn’t believe it, he really did taste like honey. I pulled away, his eyes were still open with a look of shock. I suddenly flushed. What the fuck was I doing!? I didn’t know him! And up until I smashed my head, I thought he was going to kill me!

The silence that followed felt like forever. He didn’t speak or move. He just looked at me. My arms still wrapped around his neck. He slowly reached up and pulled my hands away from behind him. He was slow, careful, like he had everything planned out.

“Thank you.” He said very softly. Smiling at me again. I was about to say something but right as I opened my mouth he quickly kissed me forcing his tongue into my mouth. Oh good god! I moaned into his mouth and grabbed his face pulling it closer to me.

I could barely control myself. I was kissing him back so forcefully desperately trying to taste every part of his mouth. I could hear my blood rush in my ears. He pulled back suddenly to breath. As I gasped for air I grinned. Fuck yeah! He can totally kill me after this. But he better kill me by giving me the best fuck of my life!

He was on me again, this time shirtless. When the hell did he do that? Oh my. I was right. He was toned. All the muscles in his chest were so defined but not big and bulky. His kiss was hungrier than the last. He pulled away from my mouth to kiss my jaw. Each kiss burned as he moved up to my ear where he whispered something so darkly, I couldn’t hear over the sound of my blood. He lightly bit my ear and worked back down planting sweeping kisses down my neck. He stopped as he hit my jugular and hummed a bit. I didn’t really care why, but he seemed to pay a lot of attention to my neck. He nibbled at my throat which sent chills down my spine. I couldn’t take much more of this teasing.

“More...” I moaned out, I caught a glimpse of his grin as he lifted me and tugged off my shirt. It was colder than I’d thought.

“Want me to warm it up?” he asked, before I realized exactly what his intentions were he kissed his way to my breast his hot mouth closed over the raised nub. I let out a gasp at the sensation of his suckling mouth and questing tongue, this is so much better than a dream, and his hair smells so good. My fingers found their way to his hair, massaging his scalp as he continued to lave attention on my breasts, kissing and nibbling the sensitive skin between them before making his way to the other peak.

I moaned louder this time. My fucking god, his tongue wasn’t this good in my mouth was it? Fuck it, I have to know! I pulled his face up from my nipple the suction causing a popping noise. I covered his mouth with mine and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He started pushing his tongue against mine twisting it around mine in a matter of second he was back in my mouth. He was that good. Damn. I wonder where else I could put that talent to use. I pulled away smiling and he was too.

His hands on my hips he pulled me closer to him, as he unbuttoned my shorts, I realized. When the hell did he get naked?! And…Oh…My…God… My eyes hung on him. I felt him peel off my shorts and panties, god I was soaked. And seeing him now didn’t help, I could feel my inner thighs getting slick. I felt his lips on my leg this time, which felt way too good. His slow kisses were starting to drive me a bit crazy. When he got past my knee, I was nearly vibrating with excitement. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and lifted my hips slightly. Oooh~ he was about to start!

I saw him grin, as his mouth motioned the word ‘shaved’. I flushed hard. At that moment I felt his tongue along my clit. I latched onto his skull and pushed him harder onto my pussy. He responded my holding my clit in his teeth lightly while flicking at it with his tongue. It felt like I was on fire; a slow burn starting at my belly slowly working up.

“Yes! Oh god yes! Don’t stop!” I cried out. Seemed like he enjoyed it he’d picked up the pace of his assault on my clit. I then felt him let go of one of my thigh. He then took his freed hand and using his fingers started to slowly push into my pussy. I hissed in pleasure. At first just two fingers slowly pumping into me while he continued his tongue torture, but then he added a third. He pumped into me with the three and as he pulled out he spread the fingers along with my pussy. Fuck! I don’t think I can handle more of this! I need his dick!

I opened my eyes and looked down at him he was looking at me that whole time? From my half closed eyes I could see that if he could, he’d be smiling. Cocky bastard. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was this good. I’d have used him as my fuck toy and not let him do anything I didn’t tell him to do.

“Mmm fuck me now~” I breathed out. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and licked them one by one. My god, that’s hot. I suddenly wondered how I tasted. So I pulled him down to me again and kissed him again. Mmm. My juices mixed with his taste were so yummy. I only started to wonder what he tasted like.

When I pulled away I noticed that this time he was under me. Fuck he was good at that. He’d flipped us without breaking out kiss and with out me feeling it. He had to be some sort of Sex Angel.

He held onto my hips and lifted me slightly. I knew what he wanted, and I’d give it to him. Oh he’d remember this forever. I reached down and delicately pressed his cock up to my pussy and looked at him. I’d make sure to fuck him till he begged me to stop. Just to wipe that grin off his face!

I slid down his rigid cock slowly; savouring the heat that was coming off of it. The feeling of its thickness was something great. Ooh fuck. I haven’t even gone down half way and I’m almost filled up. Mmm, he’ll tear me up if I let him take the lead. I felt him slowly start to thrust up. My hands were on his chest as I started to lift myself off again. Right before I was totally off his dick, I let myself slide back down. His face was a mix of pleasure and agony. I knew he wanted to fuck me hard. But here I was teasing him, and watching him enjoy every second. Oh it felt so good.

“How badly do you want it~?” Whoa, when the hell did I get to be this much of a dominating bitch?

He didn’t answer, but his eyes did. They begged for release. I started to speed up little by little. I felt him start to thrust up to match my pace, every motion sending rivulets of ecstasy to my brain. Soon after I lost it and was riding him as hard as I could, the motion caused my breasts to bounce around. His hands solved that problem. He’d started to massage my breast again, twisting and pulling at my nipples.

I started to slide lower and lower on him as my juices dripped down his cock. When I finally had him entirely in me, I stopped moving. Oh god, I was so full, and it felt so good. I started to roll my hips as I leaned back.

I hissed and moaned as I continued. This felt better than I expected. I felt his hands on my hips again but this time I grabbed them and pinned them over his head. He growled at me. I wasn’t expecting that. I felt it this time when he flipped us, not even sure how. But I ended up on the bottom with my hands pinned. He began to furiously pump into me, animalistic lust completely overriding rational thought. He let go of my hands as I wrapped her legs around his lean hips and met him thrust for thrust, my pleasured cries increased in crescendo; my nails raked his back, leaving marks.

My back arched and nails broke the skin on his back as orgasm broke over in waves, stealing breath as I screamed in satisfaction. His face contorted at the sensation of my inner walls clenching so impossibly tight around him milking his own orgasm from him. He collapsed on top of me.

I heard him start to laugh, lightly at first but it grew. I couldn’t help but laugh too. The whole thing was way to much to just hold in anymore.


“My god, what got over you?”

“Not sure, I couldn’t help myself”

“I’m not complaining. You get the strangest ideas”

“Hey! It’s not my fault you only like to fuck like normal people!”

“You know I love you.”

“I know, I love you too. But its hard to keep thinking about you as something else. And I really didn’t mean to trip! I had a totally different idea!”

“Yeah, yeah. Go to sleep. We can talk about it in the morning.”

“Really, I had this whole you were a killer thing worked out!”

“Hush. We’ll do that tomorrow if you want.”

“I always want you”

He hummed a response as we both drifted to sleep, sated in our post orgasm bliss.



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Well its been a long time since I've written anything so here it is. Hopefully people like it.

Please review. Even if you didn't. I'd like to know what you thought.

I'll try to post something again soon (When I get ideas)

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