Thread: The Shadow Man {Darkest Nightmare & Xanapahia}

She blushed as he told her that he hungered for her. She looked up at him and bit her her lip, her eyes full of longing for him. He was incredibly good looking and all her friends were jealous that she was dating him. Even more, they couldnt believe she hadnt put out yet, all of them teasing her about the ways they would have let him fuck them. She supposed it was easy for them to give themselves away to their boyfriends. They werent like her. Still she held Dean around the neck , grazing his cheek with her lips. Despite her apprehension, she wanted him, and wanted to give herself to him tonight. Looking into his soft blues eyes made it easy to push her nightmares out of her head. Im all yours, she told him as her body heated up from the inside out. The ferocity of his kiss frightened her at first, as if he would devour her essence entirely. Visions of being held down, choked, beaten, flashed before her eyes. It took her a moment to return his passion, as she convinced herself that Dean would never hurt her. Dead was a teenage boy, he just wants to get in her pants. He was a sweet guy, and so patient with her. If he had wanted to rape her he would have done so by now. Her tongue melted into his as she pulled him closer to her, pressing her breasts against his chest once more. She felt his hand sliding up her thighs and she opened them more for him, giving him the access he so desired. One hand found its way on the back of his head as she held him so desperately- CRAAAAASH! She shrieked into his mouth as she heard the noise, clutching his shirt tightly as she feared she would be ripped away from him if she didnt. She slowly opened her eyes to see the cause of the loud noise, breathing deeply as she saw the shattered remains of a vase strewn around roses on the ground. Water pooled where the container had hit the wood floor and was seeping into the floor boards. She sighed after a moment, not sure if this was connected to her closet door. Usually, whatever it was that opened her closet door when she wasnt looking, didnt do anything if others were around. Always quiet whenever she called for her parents or had a friend over. On one hand it was frustrating that no one else ever experienced her terror at the door that never stayed closed, or the presence she felt while she slept, showered or dressed. On the other hand, she reveled in the peace she felt when someone else kept her company. All her girlfriends were too busy to stay with her tonight, so she resorted to Dean, who she knew wanted to fuck her. Well, if fucking Dean meant she was safe from the presence that hid in her closet she would fuck him all night long. This was different. The presence never made itself known before, and not in front of another person. She nodded as Dean suggested the wind did it. Yes, the wind, she repeated, more for her own piece of mind that anything else. She got up now and head for the broom closet so she could clean up the mess. Much to her fear, the hallway closet door was ajar, ever so slightly. Had she left it open? She almost never did but she couldnt remember now. She stood there for a moment, staring at the door, frozen in terror. Nothing will happen while Dean is here , her rational mind told her, and repeated a few more times until she believed it. She pushed open the door quickly and grabbed the broom and dust pan, making sure to close it completely this time. She turned and flashed Dean a smile, not sure if he noticed her unusual behavior or was too busy staring at her ass. She hoped for the latter. She really liked Dean and she didnt want him to know about her fears and her nightmares. She grabbed a towel from the kitchen on her way back and bent over the mess to soak it up with the towel. In this position Dean would get a nice view of her behind, and the panty line of the thong she wore under her tight pencil skirt. Once she got the water up and swept up the broken pieces of vase and threw it away in the trash, making her way back to Deans side. So, where were we? She asked, pulling him close to her once more.