Title: Must Be Something Wrong

By: Lucifer

Rated: NC17

Series: Learning From the Book of Love

A/U: it’s going to get a bit angsty but never fear it’ll work itself out.

There must be something wrong with me right? I mean, how the hell can I be in love with two women at the same time? TWO. Course one doesn’t know it and the other I’ve only told once or twice. So here I’ve been sittin here in the dark tryin to suss it all out in m’ own mind so it makes some sense to me but I can’t. It’s just….that. *I’m in bleeding love with two women. *

I stand up and flip on the light switch as I walk into the bathroom. Leave m’clothes in a pile on the floor, the invisibles’ll get them, and I step into the shower turning it on full blast on the iciest setting.

Feels almost like a bleeding benediction to me and my soul settles a bit with each stinging bite of the cold water as it washes away my sins. I can’t help but snort at that one. My sins. Bloody well haven’t committed any far as I know. Love isn’t a sin, and I only been with one woman my entire existence but yet I can’t shake that feeling; the feeling that it’s wrong to be with someone else outside of our little family. Residual mentalies imprinted from the mind fuckers of the past I think.

I shake my head taking up the shampoo bottle and pouring a dollop of it into my hand and making a lather. Running the sweet smelling substance over my bleached locks I’m reminded, quite firmly, of the lady I’m going to all the trouble for tonight. Scarlet Rose.

Lord, God, but she’s beautiful. All curves and red locks, womanly sensual and sweet. But it’s the part of her she keeps hidden that intrigues me as well; the feline hellcat lurking underneath that tender exterior, under the soft smiles and gestures. I’m gettin’ bloody hard as a rock just thinkin’ bout ‘er.

Rinsing the soap from my hair and away from my eyes I can’t prevent the slippery hand that slides down m’belly seekin’ relief from the sudden rush of blood to my lower extremities.

Takin’ m’self into one hand I groan knowing full well I’m not gonna last very long. So I take a dollop of body wash from the wall dispenser and use it to slick my way. Leanin’ against the wall, my eyes closed, my mouth clenched, I imagine how it would be to be in her arms. To be lyin against her soft supple skin, to be inside of her hot, all encompassing body as I thrust into her over and over. To finally reach the ultimate goal and hear her cry out my name as she reaches the same pinnacle. To have her say I love you.

I make a loud guttural noise as I reach my climax, my body spendin’ my seed over my still moving hand and onto the floor of the shower uncaringly.

When I’m done I finish my shower quickly, wrappin’ a towel around my waist and steppin’ into the bedroom where I come face to face with my first love. Her eyes look at me knowingly as she pastes on a happy smile quickly, but not quick enough to mask her pain. She kisses me on the cheek and tells me to have fun and then she is gone and all I can think is…there must be somethin’ wrong with me right?

TBC