On the day before All Hallows Eve, on Asha’s day off while she was napping, Young returned to the garden of his love’s dreams, and this time he would not be leaving her until he was absolutely sure that she was on the verge of the first of many orgasms he’d be giving to her. Instead of starting at the entrance of the villa, like he’d been doing for the last few months, he sat on the couch, manspreading. He hoped the sudden and very apparent change to what had been the custom start to this particular dream would clue her subconscious into understanding that he was really there and had been for quite some time. Even though he needed her body strung as tight as a guitar string just waiting to sing its tune, he also wanted to ease her into the truth. He knew she believed in the other side and was still searching for the best practices in order to be able to connect to her spirit, ancestors, and the creator, but it was one thing to believe something like this was possible, a whole nother to
Asha took Young’s hand, accepting his help up off the floor. Something she almost immediately regretted by the way he held onto her hands and pulled her close to wrap an arm around her. His other hand softly waltzing up her skin to cup Asha’s face in the other. He was ecstatic that he finally had her in his arms in this physical realm. It had felt like ages since he’d had an opportunity, although he’d been visiting her damn near every night for the last few months.He gave Asha no choice but to rest her hands against his chest, forcing her to maintain eye contact as he deciphered every last bit of her soul that was in view. She’d tried more than once to pull away but he was not having it.Asha squeaked out, “What are you doing here?”“I’m here for you my angel.”“But. Young, how are you even here right now?”“I made a deal.” He said as he finally broke eye contact, suddenly nervous. She always knew how to sniff out when he was in some shenanigans and this time was no different. The on
When Young woke up, he was relieved to find Asha still in his arms, resting as if she didn’t know she was in the arms of a devil. He missed this feeling of being and having someone in your arms, the intimacy that came with it. She was honestly the only person he got to have that with in life too. Going so long without it, he now had to acknowledge how ravenous he was for her and the comfort that came with being in her company again. It was dangerous territory getting soft around a human being now that he’d been turned to the hardest side any being could be. It was commonly punishable by death to let a human too close, especially one so close to being angelic. Somehow though, her name in particular and the nature of their relationship was exactly what earned him his get out of hell free card. In fact, the pure blood demons had urged him that his freedom was contingent upon him not only renewing the relationship, but convincing her to take steps that would land her in hell after death.
“Now you know I like it when you speak up.” Young said.To which she just whined in response. Logically she knew they needed to talk, but she wasn’t ready for the severity of the conversation. It was one thing to imagine the worse, a whole nother thing to have that reality become yours. Young wasn’t having it. The quicker he was able to explain how he got to where he was, the quicker he could get her mind to accepting the good bits that came with this upgrade, so to speak.“How are you gonna try and push this convo back again? We already took a nap.”Asha just shrugged her shoulders and looked away. Young really wasn’t the young man she’d grew to know, love, and lose. He wasn’t even the man she had left behind. She could tell he was doing everything he could to keep his new alter ego under wraps around her and it frightened her, more than a little. How was she to know that her dreams would create a living nightmare for him? And even without him saying it, she knew he had to crawl th
Walking into work the next day, Asha was preemptively ecstatic and it kept her floating through the building. Her coworkers kept asking who dusted the cobwebs off her pussy cause that was the only reasonable explanation for why she could be coming in there like that, but she kept emphasizing that nobody had. That didn’t mean she wasn’t excited about the imminent sexcapades that she knew Young would keep her in as long as possible from the moment she walked in the front door. But her peers didn’t need to know all of that.When the local police, FBI, and Inspector General all showed up in a sea of alphabet jackets. Her favorite coworker, Kayla, had pinched her hard on the skin above her elbow and pointed an accusatory finger at her.“I don’t know how girl, but I know you knew this was going down.”Asha held the skin that had been squeezed and avoided eye contact with Kayla as she mumbled out, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“Lies!”“Nah uh,” Asha said with a little more confid
Thankfully he was nowhere to be found when she walked in so Asha showed herself some love with a hot shower and an even hotter bath followed by a good long rubdown with her homemade shea butter. She put on her best negligee and her fuzziest socks. After making a healthy heaping of pasta and bringing along a large glass of wine, Asha plopped onto her comfy couch wrapped in her plush blankets, put on a familiar movie in her background and posted up with her latest steamy romance novel.Young was not pleased to see she was relying on fictional characters for gratification when he’d found her sleeping. It actually kind of pissed him off since she knew he was back and ready to give her exactly what she was looking for, what she’d been needing. So he sat in the shadows observing his little one as she fidgeted in her sleep. The longer she lay there moaning and grunting as she rested, the more Young was fuming. It couldn’t be him in that dream, she must be cheating on him with the character in
Asha had gulped loud enough for it to be heard. She slowly got up from the floor to sit on the bed as she kept looking up at Young and squeaked out, “No.” even though secretly she was hoping he’d come back to see her nipples poking and her panties wet. The combination of the teasing dreams, memories of all their times together, and the sex scenes in her book, had her body turned all the way on and ready to be played like a fiddle. She needed a real release soon or she was going to explode.Young raised an eyebrow and scrutinized her expressions and the way the material of her negligee clung to her glowing skin. He played with the lace on the top, lightly grazing over a nipple, as he asked, “well then, who could you possibly have had in mind when you put it on?” The way her pussy juice started wafting into his nose waking Blood from the silence, added a feral longing to his thirst for Asha.She rolled her eyes and scrunched her face up in annoyance, still tryna play it off so he wouldn
She couldn’t help but throw her head back, eyes immediately closing in pleasure at the sensation, her hands coming up to grip the back of his neck as he continued to suckle at both her breasts, bringing their nipples to diamond points, every so often nibbling on them and even nicking her areolas to suck on a little of her blood from there too. He groaned at the feel and taste of her, relieved to finally have her back in his hands and mouth, Blood satisfied to finally taste the one part of her that was new to them.Her taste roused Blood’s desire for control as well so it was taking all of Young’s restraint to keep him at bay. He released her for a few moments, taking a few subtle centering breaths. He eased her to a lying position on the bed, savoring her glazed over eyes, the quick rise and fall of her chest, and her tight nipples resting in the center of her chocolate areolas ready to cut diamonds.“I still remember the smell and taste of your orgasms, but for the life of me I can’t
Young was grateful that the restaurant was a good trek away from where they started as it gave them plenty of time to enjoy this experience and each other. He had this feeling in the pit of his stomach that just wouldn’t abate since they got to the bookstore and now that they were getting ready to close out the day, it made him more anxious. It was like all the work he’d done to make Asha more comfortable with his new title and create some sort of normalcy was getting ready to be washed away. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and his balls itch. Neither was a good sign, but he was determined to ignore it so that he could give Asha the best day possible. She deserved to be pampered after all the shit the people around her had put her through, him included.Asha had wanted to pout about not being able to experience what it was like to first set off on a voyage via carriage, but she kept her brattyness in check. As Young pulled her into his side as close as po
Little did they know, both Asha and Young had the same thoughts on their mind as the older couple. Though they were playing out the day as if they could easily pick up from where they left off, as if there had been any normal part of their relationship in Young’s life or afterlife, they knew otherwise. It seemed they were constantly on a rollercoaster, going from ride to ride as the struggles and challenges got more and more advanced so did the frightening twists, turns, and plunges of their rollercoaster. But they both knew that this was yet another pivotal moment in the history of their relationship. Despite all they’d survived both together and separately to be able to get to this moment of forced normalcy, it was fragile. The question running through their minds was the same, ‘Could and would they last long enough to grow old and grey together?’Asha’s mind kept cycling between that question and ‘what if Young never grew old despite a successful release from his demonic sentence’
The older couple had continued to watch them from their little alcove connecting the back room with the rest of the store. Both happily joined Asha and Young, giggling like teenagers at the obvious care they both shared. To them it was comical to be able to see themselves in the young couple. Siphoning some of the frivolous fun being young and in love naturally procured. They had always been able to maintain the innocence of their bond, but it was couples like Asha and Young that added a little kindling and a lot of reminders as to why those moments were so important.As Young stacked the mountain of books on the counter, the older woman rang them up while the man gently bagged them in their custom tote bags. Young was surprised to find that the actual name of the shop was ‘Book Haven.’ It came extremely close to Asha’s description of ‘book nook.’ “Find everything alright?” she asked.Young paused his unloading to watch Asha’s face light up like the sky on 4th of July.“Yes! It was s
Coming back into his body from the minefield that had become his mind to witness Asha finally taking a seat in the nook she’d filled with books eased his spirit for the time being. He watched as she looked for whichever book that she just had to start reading right now before starting the harrowing task of sorting the rest to make space for her to get comfortable. Young joined her in the love seat, simultaneously placing her in his lap and putting the book she set aside in her hands to read. She gave him a look and thought better than to speak whatever had popped into her head as he started sorting her books out on the table and window sill.By the time he had finished his task of sorting the books so that it’d be easier to pick them up, she’d settled into him and was a few chapters in. Young sat back and eased into the feeling of having her in his arms, her head resting against his shoulder. The turning of the pages created a peaceful lull that Young hadn’t experienced in
As Young stood at the counter, caught up in watching Asha operate in her world from the outskirts of it, he wondered. Many things flit through his mind, memories, questions, random thoughts. The main thing he wondered though was ‘what if the spirit of the universe is really the spirit of her heart laid out in a trillion pages?’ Despite being shown her more negative lives, Young didn’t trust that the council had been telling him the whole truth. Watching Asha in her natural habitat, searching for her heart in the pages of those who left pieces of their souls to be examined, he wondered. He wondered how could someone with a spirit that shone of the brilliant balance she’d lived in every life could be so important to the parts that were so unbalanced. ‘How could someone that took in the broken boy and who searched for the shattered man belong to the evils of the world?’ She had every opportunity to give into her rage, despair, and vengeance with him in life and death, but her
Keeping with the theme of the day, ‘Asha’s complete and utter joy,’ Young happily drove them from the mall and to her favorite kind of store. He found a locally owned bookstore that gratefully had a lounge area for her to kick her feet up for a few hours and indulge in the pages of one of the books that would inevitably capture her full attention. As he talked with the owners of the book nook as Asha called it, divulging as much of their story as he could without disturbing their human psyche, he kept a watchful eye on his angel. She took her time going over each shelf with the same leisurely excitement he’d seen her do to at least a thousand different shelves since they were kids. Every now and then when he blinked, he saw every version of her he’d known in this life and a few times, visions of who she’d been in past lives, doing the same thing. “You must really love that woman young man,” the older man had said.Young turned his head to him and asked, “what makes you say that?”You
As they walked from the nail salon back to the car hand in hand, Young took note of the people around them, watching them watch Asha and him. Young looked at Asha and couldn’t help but see her and them both through the eyes of all these strangers. She did indeed look like the hot ass angel she was with the outfit he chose, one he’d seen her in plenty of times when allowed visitation. During his process of melding with Blood, the council would occasionally allow him moments to peek in on Asha as motivation to complete the mission they had for him. He’d always loved her lounging days when he was alive so that was the visual he always chose when he could. It was the only time she allowed herself to wear what she wanted rather than what she deemed appropriate to be seen in. Now she and this city was getting to experience her wearing what she wanted without a care of opinions.Alone Asha walked around with this aura that was just undeniable, but now with Young by her side and Bl
Asha was already warm and gooey with all of her old feelings being stirred up and mixing with the new ones Young was evoking. If she could describe herself right now she’d be a chocolate cookie fresh out the oven, with someone trying to eat it before it had a chance to cool down. And Young was definitely trying to eat her alive inside and out. As soon as she had went to reach to take the plate to the sink, there he was grabbing it out of her hands. It was like his sixth sense for when she was about to overwork herself with busywork had become heightened. Never had he snatched something from her before she could get to it, always immediately after. Then, he picked out an outfit that she loved wearing in the house but hated to expose herself in public in. Asha had no problem styling herself in extravagant and sometimes dramatic outfits just for herself. She would lay up in the house doing all types of self care things that would end with a romantic lunch
He had the immense pleasure of being able to watch her pretty pout of ecstasy turn into an even cuter one of frustration. No doubt the realization that she wasn’t going to get her next nut how and when she wanted a cold bucket to her psyche. She hadn’t changed one bit and that made his discovery even more rewarding. This he could work with, this he could mold to his advantage. They still had the core of who they were and thus the core of who they were as a pair and how they operated because of it. Not many souls had the privilege of claiming such a thing and yet they continued to for many millennia lost to the sands of time.With his observation, Young decided that today at least they were going to have a ‘normal’ day. Something akin to what they had at the pinnacle of their relationship would give him the motivation and inspiration to figure out what was next. He had to be smart about this or everything was going to come crashing down and quickly.After plating he