Tsuzuki and Anna have a little pillow talk. Then, Anna is lured outside with a low hum.
Chapter Twelve: Incubus Drill:
Nobody got laid tonight. No, it was more of some cuddling in bed. (With his hand up her shirt.) Tsuzuki managed to move himself and Anna to a separate room in the house. Naturally, Hisoka and Watari didn’t approve. Tsuzuki had to beg and plead to let her stay. They did; if no sex followed afterwards.
“/Damn it!/” Tsuzuki thought. He had no right to complain, however. They could’ve said no altogether. So… The Shinigami kept his mouth shut afterwards. That didn’t mean they couldn’t feel up on each other under the sheets.
“How was therapy?” Tsuzuki asked. Anna frowned.
“Meh,” she said. “Got nowhere.”
“Nowhere?” Anna snuggled closer to his chest.
She shook her head. “It was the same thing I heard years ago. Nothing changed.”
“What will you do now?”
“Don’t know. I’ll think of something.” She playfully nibbled on his collarbone. Tsuzuki laced his fingers into the russet locks below him.
“Remember what I said earlier,” she spoke up. Tsuzuki went somber.
“We will be okay…” he mumbled.
“Yes,” Anna whispered. “We will be okay.” Silence. Anna smiled at her boyfriend in a wicked way.
“Hey, if you’re good maybe we could rent a hotel room and finish our date,” she offered. Tsuzuki blushed.
“Shhh!” he whispered quickly. “They’ll hear you!” Anna looked at the door.
“I would suck you off here, but they might be ease-dropping,” she said in a cheeky tone.
“They could…” Tsuzuki was about to protest. He paused and looked down at her.
“Wait, you would?” he asked. Anna kissed him on the chest.
“Yeah,” she said. “We women aren’t the angelic, fridget saints we are made out to be. We have our own sexual needs too.”
“Really now?” the Shinigami asked. Anna smiled and gave him a tiny kiss on the lips.
“I would show you right now, but I want to sleep,” she told him. Anna lightly closed her eyes.
“Night,” she murmured. Tsuzuki smiled to himself in the dark. Anna with naughty desires of her own, huh? He gently kissed her on the top of her head.
“Good night,” the Shinigami whispered to his sleeping angel. Then, he went to sleep himself.
Close to midnight, Anna’s nightmare started up again. The blood and feathers became more vivid in her sleep. She couldn’t seem to turn them off if she wanted to. That night kept looking in her head.
Suddenly, a low hum slowly drew her eyes open. Anna looked around in a drowsy state. She looked down next to her. Tsuzuki was still sound asleep. Anna rose out of their futon in a trance and quietly left the room. She wandered into the woods behind the house. It wasn’t until the door slid shut behind her that she came back to her senses. Anna jerked her head upwards and looked around her. She found herself outside in the summer night.“/Huh?/” Anna thought. “/How did I…/” She paused when she felt a cold breeze on her neck. The woman slowly turned forward. He stood inches away from her, grinning at her, mercilessly.