Sunday: April/12/09
Who: Frankie and Grey When: Sunday after 1am Where: the den where Frankie works What: reunited! Rating: definitely NSFW
Frankie was having a rough week. One very bad decision, and now she had Ari's bitch girlfriend calling her out. Okay, so Frankie was a bit of a hypocrite. Maybe she was a slut too. But there was nothing illegal about what she'd done! Age of consent in Massachusetts was sixteen (yes, she'd looked it up.. after fucking Ari.. oops!). Plus, Frankie wasn't anywhere close to thirty! And she'd paid attention to the comments on the journal entry. Sounded like Cassidy was fucking an even older dude, so how dare she judge Frankie for cradle robbing!
Her escape came in the form of work. She needed to get away from all the judging glances and whispers for a few hours. Frankie was relieved when she arrived at the den and was treated the same as always. She was just a hot piece of ass who served drinks and had her wings ogled. She would rather deal with a few slaps on her ass than have some gossipy bitches at school look down their noses at her. And she definitely didn't want to see her brother or Lyle right now. Ugh. This all reminded her so much of her first time with Grey.. when NUMEROUS classmates witnessed her being deflowered in a club. Frankie sure knew how to feed the gossip monster.
--- Grey had been in town for less than a week, he had applied for a job at the freak school and had surprisingly got hired. He could do his job, he was great at working with the land thanks to his wife. But he needed to scope out the town, check the food levels and all that. He couldn’t be sucking down on the kids in the school so he needed to find an alternative food source.
He went to the den just to see what it was like and he was pleasantly surprised to see that it was interesting. Low class sure but interesting none the less and then he sensed her, his firefly was here somewhere. Grey would know her energy anywhere...he looked around for a moment and then he saw her, wings fluttering for everyone to see...not that she was that covered up to begin with. Grey got the attention of another waitress and gave her his order but told her he wanted Frankie to bring it to him.
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Feeding on students was not a great idea. Granted, it probably wasn’t against any set rules, but Frankie had a feeling it was frowned upon, much like sexual relationships in general between staff and students was discouraged but not outright forbidden. No staff member other than Mal had ever wandered into the den where Frankie worked, and that night had ended strangely with Frankie feeling VERY frustrated!
Grey had taken a seat at another girl’s table, and Frankie was focused on her clients, so she’d missed him walking in. It wasn’t until Serena came up and told her that a client specifically requested her that Frankie scanned the room for a familiar face. She flushed all over as soon as her eyes fell upon Grey. He looked as good as ever. Oh fuck! She was so totally screwed.
It was hard for Frankie to say no to Grey. Even though their last encounter had left her feeling like crap about herself, seeing him now made her want him again. She wished she knew what it was about him that made him so damn irresistible, but she didn’t. She couldn’t say no even now. She went to fetch his drink order and sauntered over to the table where he was seated, keeping up the act that was required of her in this role. That meant leaning over to show off the goods while delivering the drink, keeping a posture that was seductive, and always keeping her eyes locked on the client when talking with them. “Fancy seeing you here.”
--- Grey watched her as she walked over, she looked good in the slutty little outfit and she knew it. He smirked when she set his drink down and he took advantage of her position to get a good look. “Hey Firefly, it’s been a long time...how are you?” He said in his growling voice as he picked up the glass and took a sip as he looked her all over. “This place is a little below you isn’t baby girl?” Grey asked as his eyes skimmed over the club, taking in it’s patrons and the other girls. “Of course you are the hottest one here, that doesn’t surprise me.”
Grey honestly didn’t know how much of an impact he had on Frankie’s life, he knew that she was easy to control and lovely food, powerful and tasty but other than that he didn’t remember much about her. His memory was full of holes now and it was kind of hard for him to place everything.
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Frankie caught a glance from her boss, and she promptly sat down on Grey’s lap. She was expected to flirt with the clients as much as possible. Of course, she wasn’t required to be food for them, but it was encouraged. She wondered if her boss knew that Grey wasn’t a vampire. Oh well. He didn’t need to know. Besides, she didn’t mind getting cozy with the man who had claimed her virginity.
“The money’s good.. could be better if I agreed to let the vamps nibble on me.” But so far she’d only allowed Ava to do that. She’d offered her blood to Lyle, but he kept refusing. She felt safe with those two. The strangers who came into the den were sketchy at best. She didn’t trust them to sink their teeth into her neck.
--- Grey smiled when he got a lapful of Frankie and then wrapped his arms around her waist. “Hmm you smell good.” He murmured into her ear and then picked up his glass again and took a sip. “Do you need money Firefly?” He asked as he ran his fingers up and down her leg, taking a little taste of her, nothing extravagant. “Pretty girl like you shouldn’t have to work in places like this or feed the vermin.” He said with a smile as his hand cupped her ass. She was still just as firm as before, Grey wondered how soon he could get her into his bed.
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“I always need money, Grey,” she said softly. He knew as much. He knew she didn’t come from money like a lot of other students at the school did. It was pretty much the same at Halcyon when they’d been there. Frankie’s family had always been on a strict budget.
The way he touched her caused her insides to warm up quite a bit. “And just what are you doing in a place like this?” she asked. It wasn’t that great unless you were a vampire. But, maybe he was dealing. Perhaps he had some supernatural drugs to peddle.
--- He nodded as his eyes scanned the club again, he was always interested in the low lifes of the area he was in. “so here you are working hard for it.” Grey said as he lifted his eyes up to look into hers. Why did Frankie remain in his memories when so many others did not...he really had no idea.
“I am here checking things out, I got a job at the school...I assume your school since it’s what it is and you are all spritely.” Grey sipped his drink again and then looked up at her with a grin. “Have you missed me Firefly?”
--- Her eyebrows raised at the mention of him getting a job at TJS. Wow, that was.. wow. She couldn’t believe they would hire him. Not that Frankie knew Grey all that well, hell, she didn’t even know his last name or supernatural race, but he seemed a little shady. Kim and Vinnie sure did think so. Maybe he had lied to get the job?
“I.. well.. maybe,” she said, feeling unsure of herself. Right now, she could feel that pull inside her once again. Being around him always made her get like this. She wanted to please him and give him anything he asked for, but she couldn’t forget how shitty she’d felt the last time they hooked up when she’d returned home to Chicago. Though, truthfully, that didn’t have a lot to do with him. It was more about her doing a shitty job of coping with her breakup. She hadn’t been prepared for the emotional backlash of rebound sex with Grey.
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Grey smiled at her surprise over the job. “What you think I’m just a useless lowlife like everybody else? I have skills firefly, useful ones” He finished his glass and then set it down. “I think I need another.” He said and smacked her ass. “A double this time sweetheart.” Grey grinned at her, using all his charm and then checked his phone to see if the man he was meeting was going to be late.
--- “I didn’t say that,” she said quickly, adding, “You’re not. I know you’re not.” She was surprised at how much it worried her in that brief moment that she might have offended him. God, what was wrong with her? She was pathetic with guys, sure, but this was worse than normal.
She got up to get him another drink, squeaking when he slapped her ass. She hurried more than she normally would have for a client, wanting to get back to Grey. Her boss gave her a disapproving glare though. Yes, she was expected to keep clients happy, but she was ignoring the rest and spending too much time with Grey. Well, too much for simply delivering drinks. If he wasn’t ordering a woman or taking Frankie into a back room, then she needed to keep the rest of her clients entertained as well. She gave Grey his drink and sat in his lap again, putting her arm around his neck and whispering in his ear. “He’ll make me go back to waiting on everyone else if you don’t..” she hesitated. “It would help if you acted like a vampire. We have private rooms in back.”
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Grey looked at the girl and he knew she didn’t think that but it was fun to see the look on her face when he said it. “Okay baby girl I believe you.” He said softly and then watched as she hurried off to get his drink.
When she came back he raised an eyebrow and then held her wrist up to his mouth and ran his tongue over it. “You want me to act like a vampire? Oh so you won’t get in trouble.” He picked up her wrist and licked it again.
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Frankie trembled in a good way when he licked her wrist over the pulse point, and her temperature increased a few degrees. Her wings started to glow lightly as well. It seemed to satisfy her boss enough that he was no longer staring at her and Grey. Perhaps he thought she was about to give in to a client and start letting them feed from her. The man had been pressuring Frankie, because he had a lot of clients who were interested in her blood.
She nodded and whimpered as his tongue found her wrist again. “He wants me to let clients feed off me. I keep saying no.” But she wouldn’t say no to Grey. She couldn’t. Besides, he wasn’t a vampire. There’d be no feeding involved.
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Grey smiled when he saw her wings glowing slightly, they were so pretty and he knew just how sensitive they were. “You shouldn’t feed the vampires Firefly, they aren’t worthy of you.” He said softly and he ran his fingers up her arm and over her collarbone. “You’re way too good for them to taste. I’m glad you say no, you need standards.”
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“I’ve let one of them feed off me. A friend. I don’t know if you remember her. Ava Van der Witt? She was at Halcyon with us.” Frankie didn’t offer more of an explanation. If he wanted one, he could have it, but she’d let him ask.
She shivered from the attention to her body. What was it about Grey that slid under her skin and set it on fire? “You feel so good,” she whispered to him as her eyes closed.
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He nodded at the information and then shrugged slightly. “I...I don’t know for sure, possibly.” The name didn’t ring a bell but that didn’t mean much to Grey anymore, he just didn’t care. If he didn’t remember someone well than that was too bad. He laughed softly when she said he felt good and then shrugged. “Well I’m glad I feel so good to you Firefly, I would hate to feel bad and have you never want my touches.”
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“Not possible,” she said in a breathy voice, feeling more and more caught up as she remained close to him. She definitely wanted him. God, and now she wondered how she’d gone so long without him.
She was so distracted that she didn’t notice her boss approach. He must have decided that it was time to discuss arrangements. “Look, buddy, there are other guys waiting for Frankie’s attention. You want her all to yourself, it’ll cost ya.”
Frankie looked up with alarm and then to Grey, her eyes begging him to do whatever it took to spend more time with her.
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Grey smiled at her and let his fingers play with the ends of her hair, looking up when her boss came by. He raised an eyebrow at him and then looked at Frankie. “Of course there are other men looking to spend time with her, but they are shit out of luck aren’t they?” He pulled out a small wad of cash and then held it from the man and took half of it and then gave it too him. It was still way more than enough and he smiled as he watched him walk away. “the rest is for you.” He said as he slid it into her cleavage.
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Frankie let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding when her boss accepted the money and walked away. He was a real asshole, but, again, the money was good. She wanted to go to college again, and this would help her get there much faster than waiting tables at a restaurant.
Having Grey stuff the money down her skimpy top made Frankie flush and heat up again. She slid her fingers up and around his neck. “You gave him enough that we can go to one of the private rooms. They’re for feeding, but he doesn’t need to know you aren’t interested in my blood.”
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Grey looked at her and nodded slighlty. “Mmm soo let’s go into one of these private rooms, it’s not like either of us has anything we need to do out here is there?” He nudged her out of his lap and stood up, sliding his arm around her waist as they walked. Grey scanned the room, trying to memorize the faces he saw, knowing he would come across them again the next time he came in here.
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Frankie leaned into Grey as he wrapped his arm around her and showed him the way. It was a bit of a maze, and that was probably on purpose. There were also a number of security cameras above them. Her boss took things seriously. While deaths sometimes happened in vampire dens, most owners tried to prevent them. Bodies were messy, and bribing cops got expensive. It was best to simply avoid the problem by taking a lot of precautions.
Reaching one of the champagne rooms (which really weren’t, because they didn’t have champagne, and sex was allowed), Frankie pulled Grey inside and immediately shut the door behind them. She was quick to press her chest flush to Grey and slide her palms up and around his neck. “I don’t know what it is about you..” she mused out loud.
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Grey let the girl lead the way, she knew where she was going and he did not. He licked his lips as her scent teased him and he leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, feeding ever so subtly. Grey knew about bribing cops and messy bodies, he had seen it a time or two in his day.
He walked into the room and was a litte surprised that the girl threw herself at him. “Firefly you haven’t figured me out by now?” Grey teased as he played with a piece of her hair. “I figured you out though.” He said as he let his fingers trail lightly between her wings.
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He had a point, though he probably didn’t know what point he was making. No, she didn’t have him figured out, but that was because she’d never really tried. Frankie had resisted asking questions about Grey. Maybe it was because she was afraid of how he might answer. Or maybe she just enjoyed the mystery. Usually, she asked a million questions of the men she was interested in, but not Grey. She couldn’t say exactly why.
She whimpered when he touched that secret spot that he’d discovered so long ago. The sprite trembled, pressing herself further into him as her fingers scratched at his scalp. “I’m flattered that you remember.”
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Grey didn’t know much about Frankie, and he didn’t know if that was because he had forgotten or if he just didn’t know much about her to begin with. Either way he did remember to touch her between her wings, he did know she liked that. “I love the way you react to that.” He said softly and then shook his head. “Of course i remember, women like you leave an impression Firefly.” He said softly as he ran his fingers over that spot again.
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Frankie’s whimper turned into a moan as her flesh was further teased. If she’d been worked up from foreplay or sex, she probably would have come from that little touch, but she needed a bit more coaxing to reach that point.
She grabbed his free hand and placed it on her chest, sliding it down until it reached the strings that held the corset together, binding her breasts. “A little help would be nice.”
--- Grey hadn’t honestly thought this was going to happen...okay total lie of course he thought this was going to happen but he thought it would take a little more convincing of Frankie than this. He smiled as she slid his hand over the corset and quickly started undoing it. “As the lady wishes.” he said, pulling the strings out faster and faster until the corset was undone and her breasts were free. “Beautiful.”
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Under different circumstances, Grey might have had to work a bit harder, but Frankie’s mental state was totally fucked right now. She’d had a shit week, resigned herself to the idea that she was probably a slut, and needed an escape. Besides, Grey was her first, and she’d gone to him twice before when feeling rejected and shitty about herself. Granted, she didn’t really feel better either time, but it was hard to remember the aftermath right now when her system could only process the lust she felt for him. He was a great fuck, and being called beautiful was what she needed right now.
She pressed her exposed breasts to his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck, getting up on tiptoes to kiss him. He tasted just as she remembered. Chemicals masked the flavor of something natural that he exuded. She couldn’t identify it, but it was like drinking pure passion.
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Grey knew that they had a good time in bed, it was kind of hard not to with him but it wasn’t like he repeated the performance often with the same woman. Even Frankie it had been years before they found themselves in this position again. And interestingly enough it was in a club...again. He pressed back against her and hook his hands under her ass, lifting her effortlessly. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her hard and deep, feeding off her lust.
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Frankie’s wings spread wide and flat quickly to avoid being crushed when Grey picked her up and pinned her back against the wall. Her legs wrapped around him as well, hips rocking forward in response to his probing kiss. She remembered him very well, but she supposed most women remembered their first. While not ideal in matching her emotional needs, he’d been a great first fuck when only the physical was taken into consideration. “Clothes,” she gasped as her lips left his, “No clothes.” They needed to get naked and fast.
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Grey liked this position, it was a very dominant position and that’s why he enjoyed it. He growled at her rocking against him and then bit gently on her bottom lip. He smiled when she mentioned clothes and he eased her away from the wall so he could pull off his jacket, shirt and pants, not wearing underwear was kind of a regular thing for him. He watched her and motioned to her lower half. “Your turn Firefly.”
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Frankie was eager to hop on his cock, but she didn’t rush the fun of stripping off what clothing she had left. His gaze brought out her inner performer. She walked over to the vinyl sofa (easier to clean) and threw her right foot up on the arm rest. Ever so slowly, she rolled the stocking down her leg until she reached mid calf, looked up at him for approval, and then continued until it was gone. She started out the same way with the stocking on her left leg, but before finishing this time, she raised her hand, motioning with her index finger for him to come closer. When he did, she managed to keep her balance on her bare foot, while the other stretched out to Grey for assistance. She wanted him to pull the stocking off the rest of the way. She bit her bottom lip as he did. With her legs now bare, the only thing left to take off were the lace panties, and Frankie turned around, her back to him, as she finally pushed those down. Her back arched in the process, her ass sticking up high for him to admire.
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Grey gave her his approval as she rolled the stockings down, he loved a strip tease as much as the next straight guy. His eyes were riveted on the sprite and he was more than happy to assist her when she beckoned. He pulled off the stocking and kissed her ankle before letting go of her leg. He watched fascinated as she slid off the panties and arched her ass up to him. Grey walked over and gave that tight ass a slap and then pulled her back against him, her back to his front. “Such a sexy little tease aren’t you?” He growled in her ear before leaning his head down and licking a stripe over that spot between her wings.
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Frankie moaned in approval when he pulled her back against him. She could feel his cock rubbing against her. She was going to answer him when he licked the span of flesh between her wings. They lit up like a Christmas tree as she cursed, “Oh fuck!” That tiny moment of contact between his tongue and her back had nearly caused her to come. “I need you,” she whimpered as she pushed back against him. She didn’t care how he wanted her, she just needed him inside her right now.
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Grey rubbed his dick between the cheeks of her ass as she shivered against him and then he grinned at her request. “Always willing to oblige.” He said as he pushed her over the arm of the couch and started to press inside her. he reached down and flicked his thumb over her clit just to put her more on edge before he started ticking his finger over that spot on her back in light, teasing touches.
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“Don’t,” she begged him. He was going to make her come right away, and she wanted it to build up a bit! She wanted him to fuck her hard and fast first, then he could push her over the edge and enjoy the show she was sure to put on from coming with him.
Her hands gripped the arm of the couch she was bent over, rocking back each time he slammed forward into her. It was a cheap position, in a dirty room, with a man she barely knew, and once again, they were doing it without a condom. Damn, she really was a slut.
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Grey stopped teasing her back, he wanted her to come right away because it was fun to fuck through it and then do it again. But instead he started to fuck into her hard and deep, loving hearing their skin slap together.
Grey chose the position on purpose, he liked making Frankie think a little less of herself because it made her easier to control and he was just like that and of course he didn’t use a condom; never did unless he was told to.
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Frankie liked the build up. Even when she was playing with herself, she delayed her own gratification. She wanted to feel that burning grow and grow until she couldn’t stand it anymore, and then she just let it explode! There might be an actual explosion if not for her amulet. Thankfully, she was wearing it. She always wore it to work, because she was afraid of snapping at a customer and hurting someone or burning down the building. Of course, if she never needed to defend herself, she’d rip it off and give someone a good what for!
But that wasn’t necessary right now. She was defenseless against Grey’s unfamiliar means of seduction. It probably would have been obvious if she were able to look at it at a distance. But she was too close to the situation to see that she was fucking an incubus. He pounded into her, and the skin slapping was like music to her ears as well, though somewhat hard to hear from all her moaning and cursing for more.
--- Grey truly did enjoy fucking Frankie, she was one of the few people he actually remembered, which he found odd but he went with it. He liked the sprite enough that he wouldn’t let someone hurt her which was a big deal for Grey. She was more than food to him, again, odd.
He really never thought it was necessary to tell the girl what he was, Grey figured it was obvious but apparently it wasn’t. He took another sip from her, but this time it was deeper and longer. He didn’t feed as strongly from her as the first time but it was a good bite.
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Frankie felt her insides tighten, and the flames within her were fanned by Grey’s feeding. She clawed at the cushions and even bit into them as he plowed her. She was going to be bruised, and that was totally okay with her. Although, she didn’t know if she’d be able to walk straight, definitely not in her heels and wait tables. She’d have to leave work early. Maybe if she lied to her boss... said that Grey had fed on her.. he’d let it slide. She could tie a scarf around her neck or something to look as though she was covering up fang marks.
She wanted more now. It had built up enough inside her. She needed to come. Frankie looked back over her shoulder and begged. “Make me scream.”
--- Grey could make everything okay with her boss if Frankie wanted him to, it wouldn’t take much, just some money and a touch or two. He didn’t like men but using his power to manipulate them was fun sometimes.
He growled and then leaned over the girl’s back and licked over the spot between her wings, teeth scraping over it before he pulled back to do it again. Grey lifted his hand to play with it as his hips sped up and he could feel things tightening inside himself.
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Frankie did indeed scream, though she attempted to stifle it by biting into the cushion again, her hands pulling it around her face as she convulsed. It felt like she was being turned inside out, only in a good way. If he’d not been holding her, she might have collapsed despite having the couch arm supporting her from below. Her wings couldn’t resist flapping as she came, probably slapping either side of his face. She hoped they weren’t too hot. Well, actually, she didn’t think of that right now, but she’d worry over it later.
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Grey loved hearing a woman scream for him, the way she was convulsing threw him over the edge and he started to cum, but then he got wings slapping him in the face. It didn’t distract him too much, he was already cumming. Grey tangled his hand in Frankie’s hair and pulled her up against him, kissing and biting at her neck. She was his to feed from, no other incubus would try to feed from her as long as they could smell Grey on her.
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The orgasm pulsed through Frankie long after the initial explosion. She whimpered against his lips when he kissed her. It almost felt too good. She knew she needed to pull away and breathe, but she wanted more. Grey was like that in general. She knew he was bad for her, knew she’d feel like shit over this later, but she didn’t dare say no to him. It wasn’t out of fear that he’d hurt her, it was out of a mysterious need.
--- Grey smiled against her lips when she whimpered and then nipped them before pulling back and pulling out of her. “You’re amazing Frankie, you know that?” He asked as he slid his hands over her body and pinched her nipples before stepping back and looking around for his pants.
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Frankie was still trembling all over when he pulled out of her. She managed to move enough to fall onto the couch, lying on her side and facing toward him. She couldn’t speak right now. She was still intoxicated from fucking him. His energy coursed through her. She needed to get up and set herself ablaze, because that had seemed to work the last time when he’d cum inside her, but she felt weak.
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Grey walked over to her, pants on but not done up. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, then her cheeks, nose and forehead. “Such a beautiful girl.” Grey murmured as he ran his fingers over her jaw. “You shouldn’t be alone.” He said softly as his hand continued over her shoulder, down her arm and then he took her hand and kissed the palm. “Do you need my help to get up?” Grey asked quietly, more than content to have her just lay there however.
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Frankie smiled as he called her beautiful again and whispered kind words to her. “But I am,” she said in a whisper. It caused a little pang in her heart, the organ squeezing tight upon speaking that reality. She was alone. Men wanted to fuck her, but no one wanted to love her.
She nodded at his offer to help. She didn’t feel strong enough to do it on her own. When he helped her to her feet again, she wobbled a little before finding her footing. Frankie backed away from Grey then. She was sweaty and still in need of full release. Pulling off her amulet, she let it drop to the floor and then burst into flames. They licked her clean both inside and out, burning off all evidence of her romp with Grey. But she weakened further, and they soon died away, which was when she collapsed to the floor.
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Grey hated that she did that, that she burned the evidence away but a good part of him was happy because honestly he did not need a baby at the moment. Once she fell to the ground he swore and scooped up the amulet and then her. “Baby girl..honestly you need some rest.” He set her on the couch and put her amulet around her neck. “Let me talk to your boss and then we need to get you home.”
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Frankie felt like she might faint. She was dizzy. It was probably a result of all the stress of the week. She hadn’t had much to eat or drink today either. Mix in sex with an hungry incubus and a burst of energy from setting herself on fire, and the result was an extremely weak fire sprite. She nodded at his suggestion. Frankie needed some food and sleep.
-- Grey smiled at her and then moved her hair out of her face. “I will be right back.” He picked up his jacket and covered the girl with it before he went out into the club to have a chat with Frankie’s boss. He was back less than ten minutes later. “Hey Firefly, good news it’s time for you to go home.” Grey pulled his coat off of her and then glanced at her work uniform. “You don’t really want to put that back on do you?” He asked as he started to take off the long sleeved shirt he had on over his tight tshirt. “We can put this one you if necessary.”
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Frankie nearly fell asleep in Grey’s absence. She was wiped. In fact, she’d started to drift off when he walked in and started talking at her. At her because it took a few seconds to process what he was saying. “It’s okay?” she asked. That was a miracle. Her boss wasn’t usually forgiving.
She looked up at Grey, feeling fondness for him due to the kindness he was showing her right now. “I have a bag. It’s two doors down on the right.” She had sweats in there.
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Grey nodded and put the shirt over her for now anyways. “I will be right back.” He came back moments later with her bag. “Okay let’s get you dressed Firefly.” He said as he pulled out her sweats and started to pull them up her legs. “Was I nice to you before?” He asked as he pulled the pants up over her ass and settled them on her waist. “I...ran afoul of a witch and I don’t remember things like I should.” Grey said as he pulled out her shirt and then tapped her arms to get Frankie to lift them. Once she was dressed, he waited to see what she’d say.
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No, he wasn’t nice to her before. He wasn’t mean either, but he wasn’t like this. “You were.. less attentive,” she said carefully, picking her words with caution. She didn’t want to upset him. Frankie needed his help right now, so it was kinda crucial that she not say something to scare him away. “You still remember me though. So.. she must not have screwed you up too badly.”
--- Grey raised an eyebrow at her and then laughed. “That was very diplomatic of you...I take it I was an ass.” He handed Frankie her bag and then scooped her up into his arms. “Oh no Firefly, she fucked me up six ways from Sunday but I still remember you, oddly enough.” He started carrying her through the back of the club to go out the back exit as the boss man told him to. “So you’re going to have to tell me where you live.”
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Frankie wrapped her arms around his neck when he picked her up. “Just a bit,” she informed him. Well, he said it! And he had been kind of an ass. Not totally though. As far as she knew, he’d not deceived her. He made it perfectly clear what he wanted from her and never hurt her physically. He just wasn’t all that compassionate. He had been relatively considerate though, given that she’d been a virgin. He knew that, and he’d been gentle at the start because of it.
She smiled a little upon learning that he remembered her despite having apparently forgotten so much else. Was she really that memorable? “On campus. I was gonna take the bus home, well, close as I can get anyway. It gets me within a few blocks.” And she usually ran as fast as she could from that point because it was so damn cold.
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Grey laughed and shook his head. “Yeah that doesn’t surprise me.” He said as he got her outside and started walking towards his car. “I’m not the nicest guy out there.” Grey said as he opened the door and set Frankie down in the seat. He shut the door and walked over to his side, taking only a moment to start up the car and zip out onto the street and speed towards the school. “You shouldn’t be taking the bus Firefly, that’s not safe.” He said as he turned on her seat warmer, even though it wouldn’t take them long to get there.
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“You’re not bad,” she told him. “At least I don’t think you are. I don’t really know.” This was the most they’d ever talked. All their previous interactions had been largely physical, or they’d been talking about sex.
She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them, right after putting on her seatbelt. The seat began to warm, and Frankie wiggled against it. “Well, I don’t have a car.. and I’d feel bad asking people to give me rides to and from work all the time. The dollar cab is my best bet.” She glanced over at him, “But thanks for driving me home tonight.”
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“I’m not bad, well that’s good to know.” He said with a laugh and then glanced over at her. Grey assumed they hadn’t talked much before, he didn’t usually talk with his food much. However this girl he wanted to talk to at this moment. What the hell was wrong with him?
“You need a car.” He said firmly as he turned onto the road that lead to the school. “You’re too beautiful a woman to be out walking around, and yes I know you could set them on fire but what if you’re drained like this?” Grey tightened his grip on the wheel, what the fuck was that he just said? He needed away from Frankie, he was acting like he really cared about her or something.
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“You’re not. I mean.. granted, you’ve never bothered to get to know me, and I’ve figured from the start that I’m essentially disposable. You like me because I’m pretty and put out. That’s all. But it seems that’s what most guys like about me. It doesn’t make you a dick.. just makes you a guy.” It was sad that Frankie felt that way. Men like Nathaniel were rare. The majority of guys seemed to be assholes. Lucas and Lyle had been nice to her as well, but neither would ever love her. Not the way she wanted to be loved.
“I just didn’t eat or drink much today. It’s normally not a problem.. well, unless it’s really really cold. I have Starbuck pick me up those nights, or I borrow his car. I can’t afford one of my own. I’m trying to save up to go back to college.”
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Grey nodded as she talked, not really that interested in what she was saying but acting like he cared. He was annoyed at himself for taking care of the fire sprite, why was he? He pulled into the parking lot, and parked turning to look at her.
“I’m sorry you can’t buy one, but you never know what could happen. Are you going to be okay, can you get home from here okay?” He asked as he smiled charmingly at her.
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“I suppose,” she said with a sigh. She didn’t play the lottery, and despite having some wealthy friends, she doubted any of them was going to give her a gift wrapped car. She’d just get used to borrowing, begging for rides, and taking the dollar cab.
Frankie nodded. She felt good enough to walk now. She wasn’t so dizzy. Whatever had overcome her after having sex and setting herself on fire had passed. Besides, Grey didn’t want to walk her to her room. He was being polite, but he was basically telling her that he’d had enough of her company. “Goodnight,” she told him softly and leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Thanks.”
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Part of Grey felt bad that he wasn’t walking her to her room and he knew he was going to continue to feel bad about this. Grey smiled at her when she kissed him good night and then he grabbed her hand. “Frankie, what room are you in?” He asked as he ran his thumb over the back of her hand.
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Frankie hadn’t expected his question before her departure. She grinned. “J3. Try to remember it.” He said his memory was shit these days, or at least had been fucked with. Hopefully, he wouldn’t forget her room number. Frankie wouldn’t mind a visit sometime. With that, Frankie climbed out of the car and started back toward the dorm at a slow pace, careful not to exhaust herself again.