I’m still working to get where I want to be as a writer, that’s why I’m focusing solely on short stories. I intend to try and move towards other topics, but for now all I have successfully written are romance stories.
Lucas and Meg’s friendship had slowly slipped away as they both started exploring other people. Although Meg still thought of Lucas frequently, and regrets of letting him slip away started to surface, she realized her hunger was getting worse again and she needed to feed. While Meg was working one day, Johnny came in and was being a jerk, she took him to the side and was trying to figure out what was wrong, he went on to tell her that he was recently single because his girlfriend said she just needed some time. Meg talked with him throughout the night to keep an eye on him, and make sure he wasn’t being rude anymore to anyone, he seemed to be doing okay so she backed up and let him have some space. After the end of their shift, they were standing outside talking, Meg said, “Have you noticed that we always seem to be left around the same time by our partners?”, Johnny said, “I hadn’t, but I guess that is true.” As they continued to talk about their recently single statuses, Meg said, “We always seem to get closer when we’re both left too, it’s like we try to rebound off each other”. They laugh, and Meg said, “What if we actually do one time, nothing crazy, but just help each other get our minds off of being left?” Johnny almost immediately jumped at it, and Meg realized there needed to be guidelines of how things would work and when to back down.
Meg and Damon had only been over a short while. Meg was developing a strong sense of loneliness, so she searched to fill that void, she needed to feel good about herself again. Meg was talking outside with Ksenia on their break as she saw someone get out of a truck. He was wearing brown boots, jeans and a tight fitting sweatshirt where she could see his arm muscles. They shared a lengthy stare at each other, she looked at Ksenia and said “I really shouldn’t say this, but he’s hot as fuck!” Ksenia laughed and said, “Come on let’s go back in”. Meg had seen him a few other times, they had only shared glances and hadn’t spoken. One day he’d came in with one of his buddies, Johnny, Meg and Johnny knew each other and Johnny introduced them. Johnny said, “Hey Meg, Lucas here needs a job so I thought I’d bring him to talk to you”, Meg went on to tell them there were fully staffed at the moment and she’d let them know if she knew of anywhere else hiring and told Lucas to get her contact information from Johnny. Meg got home from work and had seen “Lucas added you as a friend” in her Snapchat notifications. She’d added him back, he messaged her and said, “Johnny wouldn’t give me your snap, I asked him, so when Johnny left, Tom gave me it”. Meg messaged him back, “I didn’t think Johnny would be that way, but I’m not surprised at the same time. He’ll deny it left and right, but he’s always had a crush on me, just thought he’d moved on. Glad Tom did tho”. As Meg and Lucas got to know each other better, the flirting started, and Meg thought to herself one night, “Fuck it, tell him the truth!”. She messaged him, and said, “I’m just going to say it, you’re hot as fuck! I’m not going to hide my attraction anymore”. Lucas almost immediately replied, and said, “Let’s do something about it then, I’ve been trying to get with you for awhile, but like I said, Johnny wouldn’t let me talk to you”. Meg almost immediately stopped, and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t, what about Johnny?”. Lucas said, “Let’s just hide it for now, please? Johnny doesn’t have to know for awhile and frankly it’s none of his business”, again Meg said “Fuck it” she enjoyed finally feeling wanted again. A few weeks passed, the flirting had turned into late night picture/video exchanges. Meg’s hunger grew stronger, she knew she needed to feed. Her phone dinged, it was Lucas, “Can I come over and we finally do something about it?”
It had been a long day at the station, Kris had several calls of “Suspicious deaths”, which was an automatic give away that there was a rogue Fae. Kris knew by the, “Smiley death”, it was a succubus kill. Succubi weren’t a common species in this town’s Fae territory, so he could only assume Meg was the one to blame as she was coping with a broken heart. Filled with anger, Kris decided to go to the gym in his complex to let off some steam. He’d been on the punching bag for about 30-45 minutes, body dripping in sweat from his built up aggression, he stepped back for a minute to see Ksenia also barreling in full of frustration. Meg was her best friend, had been for years, and even Ksenia couldn’t help Meg find a more responsible and better coping mechanism. They decided to train with each other, Ksenia was only human and knew she needed to find a way to protect herself from rogue Fae, Kris was a Fae, of the werewolf species.
Moment of Truth
Meg had decided on Kenny, although she still loved Damon, it was time she moved on. If he had, she seen no reason for her to not. The weekend hit, Friday night, she spent it all alone, Saturday she’d spent the day cleaning and focusing on school work, that evening she was watching a movie and Damon messaged her. She was in shock and didn’t know what to do, so she opened the message, nothing special, it just said “Hey”. Meg contemplated if she wanted to go down that road again, but then realized she’d regret it if she didn’t, so she replied, “Hi”. Seconds later she’d gotten another messaged from Damon, it was a very long message, which Damon doesn’t do long messages. Meg opened the message, and he basically was apologizing for the way things went down between them, he told her that she was the best thing he’d ever experienced and that he was an idiot for letting her go. Meg didn’t know how to react as she was in shock again, and this was where she needed to decide if she believed him or if it was a trap. Still skeptical and in disbelief, she decided to take the road to heart break yet again, and continued the conversation. They talked most of the night, til bed, and then again all the next day. She asked if they could talk, he agreed; Meg had had so much running through her head the past few months that she went into a deep darkness, scared to love someone again, questioned if love was even real. Resented the idea of couples, everything Damon had made her believe in was gone and Meg wanted him to know. They met up, she talked to him for about 40 minutes and he just listened, but then she said something that hurt him bad and he teared up. Meg felt bad for what she said and hugged him, he then started rubbing his fingers on her thigh and she felt the peace once again that came from his touch and he kissed her. One thing lead to another, and Meg agreed to one last time with him, knowing it would make her crazy the next few days, but she felt guilty and thought it would make things better. She took as many measures as she could to try to prevent attachment, no eye contact, no kissing, hoping that it’d let things be meaningless for her because she knew that it would be to him. Meg had already known, deep in the back of her mind, that Damon just wanted her for sex, she’d known for months. He’d told her more than once that sex with her was better, and different than anything he’d felt, he liked feeling like he meant something. Meg was too blinded by love to see what was truly going on, and once she realized she didn’t want to accept it. She’d always thought they were soulmates, but he never saw her worth anything more than a filler for his emptiness. Meg discovered an emptiness of her own without Damon, but it didn’t matter to him, so she decided to step away. Meg still thinks of Damon daily, he’s the last thing she thinks of at night, first thing she thinks of when she wakes up. She no longer questions if love exists, because she believes Damon is her one true love, and she will never give up on him.
Meg hadn’t been touched in months and the want was catching up with her, Damon had tried a few times to “fulfill her needs” but she denied him because she knew she’d fall head over heels back in love if she were to be that intimate with him. She was interested in the new guy in class, Kenny, but didn’t know enough about him to even consider him for her desires. The longer she waited, the stronger her urges got, she had been so horny she couldn’t resist. Coincidentally Damon had messaged her, also horny, they discussed how badly they were in the mood that Meg even sent Damon pictures and a flame sparked. Damon had came, Meg didn’t try, she always found it easier to distract herself than give in. Damon was still horny but was okay, they talked awhile and caught up, Damon then asked if they could meet up that weekend. Although knowing it was a terrible decision, Meg agreed, she couldn’t fight the urges anymore. After she agreed, Damon said “Good because I want you. God how I want to feel you”, Meg couldn’t resist anymore. She felt how wet she was, and slid her hand into her panties, she took one finger and touched the wetness. She slid her finger back up and started circling her clit as Damon continued, “You’re gonna be so tight babe” he said. Meg continues, adding another finger speeding up the pace on her clit as she starts to realize how good it feels. Everything Damon said continuously ran through her head, especially, “God I want you”, that comment had always been one of her biggest weaknesses from his mouth. Meg continues, as she thinks of how amazing sex with always was, she then realizes what she is doing and tries to think of someone else. Meg didn’t want to stop, as her fingers rubbed and she felt her nerves tingling, Kenny pops into her mind. The thoughts of the sexual tension when they’re near each other and how it makes her feel some type of way, she starts thinking how good his hands would feel on her body. She rubs her clit quicker and harder, reaching down to her pussy to get her fingers wetter, sliding her finger half way in. Slightly arching her back and letting out a quiet gasp, she slides her finger back up to her clit. She continues, slowly getting quicker, the gazebo outside in the parking lot pops into her head. She thinks of how hot it would be to get Kenny to the gazebo with her, and let him touch her. Meg starts to thinks of Kenny’s hands on her clit as she takes two fingers rubs them up and down from her clit to her pussy, quick and hard, thinking of Kenny sliding his finger into her. Starting with one to loosen her a bit, and then inserting another. Her body can’t help but react, she feels herself squirt, “Fuck!”, she whispers under her breathe. Again she thinks of Damon saying how badly he wants her, and imagines Kenny’s fingers on her clit and in her pussy as she circles around her clit more. Her body starts shaking, her back is arched and she’s moving her hips as she cums, all her sexual frustration is released and she moans “Yes. Yes!” Meg never knew how good touching herself could feel, and how wild her imagination could get when it comes to her frustrating horniness. She felt at ease, and realized that it was time that how sexually attracted she was to Kenny was brought to his attention to see what his next move will be.
A New Lover?
Meg and Damon’s season had come to an end. Damon had already moved on within weeks, Meg had been holding onto the hope that he’d come back. Three months had passed and Meg decided she’d been holding onto false hope, so she got herself together, started focusing on herself and decided she was ready to see who life had in store for her next.
Love or Lust?
Damon walked into his room from the kitchen with wine, he looked up into the bed to see Meg laid out waiting for him. Still wet from her excitement with Maya, but Damon was who she truly wanted. He was the only one who could get her off the right way to where she felt like she was on cloud nine. Tears would fill her eyes from her orgasmic experiences with him. Meg looked at Damon as he spotted her, her body began to trimble as she looked into his sky blue eyes. He recognized her look of lust, and sat the wine and wine glasses on his desk by his door. He made his way to her on his bed, hardening with excitement seeing her laying there for him. Legs opening as she says “I want you”, he positioned himself between legs as they kissed. Meg got wetter and he rubbed his hardening dick against her already wet pussy.
Meg and Damon’s romance had hit a rough patch, they hadn’t been together in weeks. Meg felt like Damon was distancing himself, and Damon had never been the long term type aside from once in his life, with Kathryn, he’d rather live and roam free without being tied down, so he had flipped his switch. He was no longer interested in only Meg, he wanted more, and was messing around behind her back with other women. When Meg found out, she was also about to flip her switch, she knew his past and that it eventually would be over. Meg started acting crazy after discovering Damon’s other romances, her heart couldn’t handling not knowing if she was the only one and Damon was tired of her constant need of reassurance, so he ended things with her while he was in a different city because he knew had he done it near her he wouldn’t be able to keep himself distanced. Although losing her is what had reversed his switch. It was a pain he couldn’t handle, a human feeling. Meg had been so torn up over the loss as well, her switch was also slowly reversed. She wanted to stay strong so she fought to not feel as many human feelings. She had reached out to an old friend, Dean, to confide in, and he took it upon himself to get them back together. Dean knew their love hadn’t faded they had only forgotten that they loved each other, he then spoke with Damon and told him how to get her back, he told him to set up a romantic evening to set the mood and then let her remind him of everything he’s felt with her.
Damon pulled Meg into the corner of the office where they couldn’t be seen, pushed her against the wall and kissed her. His hands venturing her body, grasping each curve. Meg places innocent kisses down the side of his neck towards his throat. Damon’s breath gets heavy, they start kissing again and Meg let’s out a little moan from the intense heat of the moment. She stops him, and expresses she needs a moment to “chill” before she can’t fight her
Dean pulled over on the side of the road as he saw me walking to check on me, it was the middle of the night. While checking on me he immediately realized I was a demon as we were talking. "Yes, I am a demon," I said, "but I am not a bad one. I'm one of the good guys". He was ready to pull off and leave me stranded in the dark until I pleaded with him and he realized I was genuinely on their side, and he decided to let me tag along for the ride. His one rule was that I sat in the back, which I was fine with especially with him and his brother being the most well known demon hunters in Vancouver, the Winchester brothers. Once Sam was no longer in the car I snuck up front to be with him. I was wearing a tight army green spaghetti strap dress with tan buttons all the way down the front, it was long enough to cover till right above my knees, and it covered the majority of my cleavage. From where I had climbed to the front seat while we were stopped to let Sam out, my dress had slid up my thighs and was now barely covering them, revealing my pin up girl tattoos on my thighs that were hidden by the dress. We were now on the road again headed to his bunker, to my surprise I notice his distraction from where my dress had rode up. I look out the window holding back my laughing because his eyes gave away both his thoughts and his regret of his thoughts. We stopped a few other places, he had to drop off a friend and of course he needed his "booze" for the night. Once we were at the bunker he showed me a room and said that it was the bed I could have for the night, little did I know it was his. A little while later he had gotten into the bed with me, he explained that he didn't want me out of his sight for the rest of the night because I was a demon, so we laid there and resting for a bit. When we awoke no one else was in the bunk, just him and I. I catch his gaze on me again, and immediately noticed that my dress had ridden all the way up and the straps had fallen off my shoulders revealing almost all of both my breasts. There was no denying the attraction and tension that had arose between us at this particular moment, he was trying with all might to fight his feelings, I on the other hand was fighting nothing. I knew I wanted him, and the lust in his eyes just made me crave his touch more. I even took my chance at pulling him right with me, looked into his eyes and said, "I know you want this as badly as I do and there is no reason for us to fight it". He crawled back on the bed, and said "You're right, there is definitely an attraction between us but I refuse to make the same mistake as my brother!" Although I was extremely hurt, I did everything I possibly could to prove to him that I was far from Ruby, the demon his brother had fallen for. After a long talk and several discussions, he finally trusted me. I had adjusted my dress covering myself much better, we were sitting there side by side, and there was a silence between us. I had asked him if I could borrow a shirt and pair of sweats to cover myself as seeing the moment had passed. He handed me some of his clothes and showed where the bathroom was for me to change and said, "If you'd like to get cleaned up as well I can show you how to get the shower started?", I nodded he started the shower and I watch him walk out. I then undress and get in the shower. I stood under the water a bit, letting the warmth run down my body and tilt my head back to wet my hair. I look up and see a figure appear in front of me, and there he stood. I was shocked to see him there with me, I grin and say, "Well isn't this a nice surprise". He didn't say a word, he just backed me into the water and kissed me, still in shock I stood there a moment and then returned his kiss. It felt so much better than anything I could have thought of, he continued his kissing on me as I washed myself. The tension had definitely returned, and it was hotter than before. We're now back in his room, he only left me with enough time to put on his shirt after the shower before pulling me back to his room. He said, "I want you, and you know it", I whispered to him, "Then come and get me, cause I want you too". He then kissed me hard and backed me onto his bed, never breaking the kiss. I'm now on my back, and he is positioned on top of me. I felt myself getting wetter as I felt him between my legs getting harder, and I wanted nothing more than the feeling of him inside me. He took his shirt off me, and started kissing down my neck, my chest, my back was arching as he kissed his way down my stomach. He finally got lower, as I felt his breath where I wanted him most. I feel his tongue circling me, moving up and down, diving deep into me and only getting deeper with each thrust of his tongue. I feel myself on edge, he then kisses his way back up my body till were now kissing again. He quickly undresses himself till he is stripped naked, standing there in front of me. I immediately pull him on top of me. We kiss some more. I now have him pushed onto his back, straddling him. I take in his body and kiss him again, I kiss down this body, licking every now and then till I'm at his V line. I lick and suck on each hip, leaving my territorial mark. I continue to lick till I'm at his shaft, I grab a gentle grip around his shaft and lick him up and down and I move my hand with the licks. I tease my tongue on his tip, I continue moving my hand up and down his member. I hear his soft moans, he has had enough and he pulls me up to his face again. He takes a finger and slides it across my center, he feels how wet I am and his eyes widen with desire. He rolled me over onto my back again, and has crawled on top of me. Feeling his body on mine was perfect, I knew I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I was quickly pulled from my thoughts as I felt him insert himself in me, he was so gentle. He started with slow thrusts, and each moment felt as if it was my first time. He is now getting deeper with his thrusts but he is still going slow, I pull him down on me and tell him faster. Picking up his pace, I feel myself coming to my peak. I push him over and get on top of him, it's my turn to be in control. I quickly lift myself up and down on him, I move my hips quicker with each moan he releases. He then moves in motion with, me grabbing onto my waist, both moaning louder as I ride him. He grabs hard onto my waist holding my on him and he thrusts deep into me, I let out a scream of please as I'm feeling myself peak. He pushes me back onto my back so he is in control again. A darkness arises in his eyes, knowing how close he is to his own peak I let him have total control. He thrusts deep into me, I scream of pleasure again, he moving quickly and getting deeper with each thrust. Being gentle is gone, he is now being amazingly rough. He grabs both my hands in one of his, holding them above my head. He now quickly thrusting deeply and hard into me, I can't fight back any moans as we're reaching our peaks. His grip on my wrists tightens as he thrusts deep into me again, I feel his release inside me and I scream as I reach my peak. He falls on top of me, laying his head by mine as we catch our breath. Our moment together was better than we could have ever imagined. I then ask, "Is being with a demon really all that bad? I mean, its not like I'm an angel". We both laugh, after the day we had he decided taking a day off from demon hunting wasn't such a bad idea. We just laid in his bed the rest of the day watching TV.