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"You wanna do the honors?" Her thin eye brow arched against the folds of her soft skin. Her black tresses hung loosely curled around her breast and midsection. Her pale pink lips grew parted waiting for me to respond. A small smirk curling at the corners of her mouth.

My nervous brain scrambled for words, an expression, anything! My eyes kept running across the edge of the thin sheet that ran across her hip. Her hip bone protruding slightly out of her tanned skin. My eyes wandered upward, slowly observing the shiny, gold square in her thumb and forefinger. I reached for it.

"I'll do it." She laughed. Placing a small kiss under my ear, she whispered. "Don't be so nervous. I don't bite and not to mention, I'm very clean." I let out the air I'd been holding in since we placed ourselves comfortably under the covers. Her body contorted onto mine as she maneuvered downward on her stomach. She was fully under the sheets now as she ripped the package with her teeth.

"Make sure you don't rip it." I gently stammered as she tried to get it open. I heard a small laugh escape from her mouth as she withdrew it from the package.

"I know what I'm doing, Red." Unscathed, she slid it down, carefully rolling it to the base. I tensed as I felt her fingers brush against me softly. My body tensed even more not being able to get adjusted to the tightness of the device. "Will you relax?" She stressed. "Take some deep breaths or something. I know it's been a while but you gotta trust me." She climbed out from under rapidly as her blue-green eyes smiled up at me.

"I'm not nervous, I just-" She cut me off with her index finger touching my lips gently.

"Sshh..." She began kissing behind my ear as her right leg swung over so that she fully strattled me. Her lips made contact with the crook of my neck and then she pulled away. Her warm breath had my hairs standing on end as she lowered her lower body down onto mine. My heart was racing so fast I could hardly breath. My mind was going out of itself making sure my body didn't shut down. Coaching myself when to inhale and exhale as her hips glided in and out. Her back arched and her head whipped around in all directions. I was so nerve racked I forgot about the pleasure.

With one hand she wipped all of her hair to one side as she continued. She lowered her upper body down to mine slowly as our bodies made contact, chest-to-chest. Feverishly, she placed her lips to mine biting my bottom lip. Our tongues synced with each other in a mad dance as I finally felt the urge to move. Raising my hips upward, she groaned against my lips. I grabbed her hips as she ran her hands down my chest as she separated.

"Gee..." She bit her lip.

I could tell she was having fun so I wanted to do something a little spontaneous but not out of my character. Swiftly, I moved my hips to the side so that I could be on top of her. Following the direction of my body, she flipped around as well. Her hair spilled over the pillow as her wrists were at either side of her head.

"I didn't see that coming..." She breathed heavily and giggled. And then I paused. "What's the matter?"


"Shh!" It was a careful tread up the steel stairs. Now, there was no one in the parking lot when we arrived so it was a possibility that it could have been another tenant. But why were they trying to be so quiet?

"I didn't hear anything." She whispered. My head was turned to the door as my eyes surveyed the room for my gun. Spotting it on the chair near the television, I measured mentally how long it would take for me to grab it before that door open and Dracs were swarming in. Tearing me away from strategy, the revving of a motorcycle engine, heard from less than a twenty yards away.

"Shit!" I hissed. Still completely naked, throwing myself off of Dice and grabbing the clothes that were pooled on the floor on the left side of the bed. "Quick. Turn off the lights and grab everything you own. Bring it to the bathroom." She reached over to the end table and pulled the chain on the lamp. Tearing the sheet off of her bare body, she reached under the bed for a duffel bag as I buckled the belt on my pants. Sliding the bag to the open bathroom door, which stood inches away from the bed, She began to pull her clothes on frantically. Watching the door with steady eyes as the noises merged closer.

"You parked in the back...We can escape from the bathroom window." Stating this, as she pulled me inside swiftly, shutting the door and locking it. Throwing on my jacket and holster with gun intact, I hoisted the window open to see that it wasn't much of a leap. There had been a ladder on the side and it close enough to shimmy over to. Dice shoved her bag toward me in hopes of me hoisting it out of the window and onto the car. Swiftly, I pushed it out of the window as I heard footsteps beginning to merge closer.

"That has to be everything. Come on, we need to go, now!" I hissed. With a worried face that was uneasy to observe from an individual so coy in everything she did, she watched the door as the footsteps heard from the other room were now right on the other side of the door. "Come on, Dice!" I gritted between my teeth as she tore her eyes away. "You go first, I can hold them off for a little." I grabbed her by the arm, positioning her behind the tub and trying to hoist her up.

"Come out, little piggies." The voice from behind the door sneered as it became muffled by the mask he wore. She started to convulse, losing complete focus of the task at hand and minding the door with a soft gaze. It was hard for me to watch her in utter anxiety. She had been so fearless the passed few hours and now she was sweating and fidgeting.

"You go first!" She quickly pushed me in front of the window as I thought to protest but realized there was really no time.

"And I'll huff. And I'll puff." The voice uttered evilly as other voices were heard in the next room. Then, an uneasy calm was sent through the whole motel room as the man stated his last verse. "And I'll blow your house in!" The two of us froze, gun prone and ready to aim and fire. They entered in a burst from the door being completely unhinged. A Drac flanked by five other Dracs made there way into the bathroom. The two of us holding our guns out at arm's length. Ready for them to charge at us. Ready for a war.

Then I noticed something rather strange; they hadn't been moving. The lead Drac shifted his head to the right and began to shed his mask. His face conveyed a confused by utterly angered expression.

"Desiree?" Her fumbling face trembled in dyer fear as her hands shook around the gun. The gun that I noticed was white, with black spots. The gun that she held, was a gun from a Draculoid.

"Joey..." She choked out. Another man came waltzing through on the Twilight Zone scene set in the bathroom of an abandoned motel. It sounded pretty fitting, if you asked me.

The man's shiny head and broad exterior gave him away all-too well. Besides the burgundy leisure suit. His ruffled cuffs elegantly poised out of the sleeves of the burgundy blazer tailored to fit his form. With white gun in his hand, he poised it in front of him. Clearing his way, he looked to me.

"Party Poison." He declared in victory. Dice's face turned turned a ghostly white as her eyes widened in horror. Then he turned to her, froze, and made an expression that blew his mild composure. "Desi..."

"Father." She declared in a defiantly.

By the look on everyone's face, you could already tell that this was going to be a long night.