Dan gets played by Annabelle.
By DustinMidnight. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
“Do you know how fast you were going?”
“I was going 40…?” Dan ventured a guess, though he cursed under his breath because he hadn’t paying attention, with the combination of the unfamiliar muscle car and the sexy hitchhiker fantasy that had been occupying his brain. He couldn’t help checking out Annabelle the cop as she looked over the car registration.
The buttons of her uniform shirt looked to be straining against her breasts. That was when he noticed that her badge and the silver insignia on her collar read “HPD.”
He wondered what the “H” stood for. Some random town in the middle of wherever this was supposed to be?
“You were going 50 in a 35,” Annabelle informed him. “I’ll have to write you a ticket. But I need to check something first.” She turned around, revealing that she was wearing a very tight pair of leather pants, and her uniform shirt was short enough that he could see the waistband of a black pair of panties. Her round ass jiggled slightly as he watched her walk back to her squad car. Dan sighed and rubbed his temples.
“Annabelle, whatever you’re planning, he groaned. "Well, this is something.” He closed his eyes and got comfortable, leaning back into the driver’s seat. Within seconds, though, there was a tapping on the side of the car. He looked to see Annabelle standing there, arms crossed, which somehow made her breasts look slightly bigger.
“Please step out of the vehicle, sir.” Her voice was demanding, like she was ready to bust a few heads. As she tipped her sunglasses down, the annoyed look in her eyes told him that she meant business. Dan did as he was told, stepping out. He stood there, still taller than the goddess/cop, though she didn’t seem to care. She grabbed him by the arm, forcing him onto the hood of the car.
“You’re under arrest for being horny!” she declared. She slapped a pair of cuffs onto Dan’s wrists, and. His face twisted into pure confusion.
“Wait, what? What do you mean, I’m under arrest for being horny?” he protested.
“Yes, I saw your erection while you handed me your license. Under the power vested in me by the Horny Police Department, I have the right to bring you in for up to ninety days. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you and your body parts do can and will be used against you in a court of law.”
“Come on, this is ridiculous. Annabelle, is there any way I can get out of this?” Dan tried to move, but his wrists chafed against the cold steel cuffs.
“That’s Officer Allnight. First name Luvin’.” She growled and pointed to her “L. Allnight” name tag, then pushed him back down onto the hood. Her arm reached around and suddenly groped him.
“Hey, what’s the big deal?!” Dan called out as he grunted. She squeezed his balls. The kind of squeezing that hurt, yet at the same time felt really good.
“I’m assessing your hidden weapon, and preparing a statement for the chief,” she growled while continuing to squeeze Dan couldn’t help but moan lightly.
“Come on, there has to be something I can do! Can’t we talk about this?” Dan exclaimed as he felt her moving hand against his jeans, really getting a feel of his cock.
A smirk appeared on the face of Officer Allnight. “You’re willing to do anything, huh? Well, I might have an idea. Get in the back of my cruiser. I think I know what you can do for me, fucker.” Her voice was demanding as she showed pure control. Dan couldn’t help but feel turned on by this. She was being so much different from her usual self; more demanding, more in control. She wasn’t holding back.
“I’ll do anything,” Dan muttered, while biting his lips. Yes, this seemed to be exactly what Annabelle wanted to hear. Her hands reached down and squeezed his ass as she muttered,
“Get in my squad car, unless you want indecent exposure and ‘horny in public’ charges.” She laughed as she grabbed his shoulder, dragging him off. It was clear he didn’t have much of a choice in the first place.
Officer Allnight shoved him in the back seat of the police car, slammed the door, then moved to the front, got in, and made a big show of slowly putting on her seat belt. She had the rear-view mirror at a perfect angle for Dan to see how her breasts jiggled as the strap slid between them. He groaned, realizing her scent had permeated the inside of the car. She smelled so good, like honeydew on a warm summer morning. He felt his cock tighten against his pants. Whatever the goddess wanted from him, she would get it. Dan was truly string around her finger. The Impala would be abandoned on the side of the road, but really, was that a bad thing? Would anyone really notice? Probably not. That was how life went sometimes. The police car siren wailed, the lights flashing, brightly and they were soon off.
Officer Allnight drove them to a neon-accented motel, looking much like the one Dan had fantasized about earlier.
She pulled into a parking space in front of a room door and ordered, “Wait right here. I’ll come and get you,” she said, as if Dan had a choice. She crossed the parking lot to the motel’s front office, eventually coming back brandishing a room key. She opened the door to the police car and dragged Dan out by his shirt collar. He grunted, trying to move, but she held on tight.
“You better be a good boy and not tell anyone about this,” she warned.
“I won’t lose my badge over you being such a horny boy!” She got the motel room door open and pushed him inside. Dan stumbled a few feet across the carpet until he fell onto the bed. The door closed behind him, and he struggled to turn over, finally managing to do it and looking up to see Officer Allnight standing over him.
She growled, “Get your pants off.” She ripped her own uniform top off, buttons flying. It revealed a dark blue bra, her breasts being pushed up invitingly. Dan got his pants off as best he could with the handcuffs on, and the officer leaned over to efficiently finish the job, then ripped open his shirt the same way she’d handled her own. He sat on the bed in only his boxers. Annabelle, or Luvin Allnight, gave a sultry smirk as she took a deep breath, inhaling the musty odor of the air conditioner that was struggling to cool this cheap motel room.
“Hmm, good boy. Now turn around and get comfortable,” she purred. Dan gulped and nodded as he turned around, getting as comfortable as he could on the bed, propping himself on the pillow. He heard her walk over, then felt her getting on the bed behind him. She grabbed his ass, firmly spanking it. Dan grunted as she smacked his ass pretty hard.
That’s gonna leave a mark, he thought as he felt her slap him again. She moved over, her body pressing against him, as she muttered,
“Hmm, such a wonderful ass. And are you going to be a good boy?” Luvin licked the back of his neck as she rubbed her firm breasts against his back.
He croaked, “Yes.”
The Goddess cop moaned and said,
“Hmm, oh, yes, you’ll be fine, you naughty boy. Now I’ll teach you about being so horny.” She moved away, kissing his back. Dan groaned as he felt her under him, squeezing and lick his balls. Her tongue was wet, making tiny circular licks on his right testicle while massaging the other one. Fuck his cock, was feeling even harder. He wanted to buck back and forth, but Luvin had grabbed his hip, holding him in place. Dan was in the palm of her hand with no way of escaping.
Suddenly Dan felt a pressure against his ass, as he looked back as best he could.
“Annabelle!” he called out, realizing that she was pushing her middle finger against his ass.
Her smirk grew wider.
“That’s Officer Allnight to you, naughty boy.” She giggled as she pushed her finger against him. Dan groaned, feeling her finger penetrate him. She moved it back and forth while getting in closer to lick his shaft. Dan grunted harder as he felt his anus being fingered. The teasing way she twirled it and moved around as she sucked on the side of his cock felt like torture.
“Oh, relax, naughty boy. It’s like a prostate exam. I’m just gonna get the feel of your insides.” She winked and began slipping in a second finger.
“Oh, Goddess!” Dan groaned. It hurt like hell, but somehow he liked the feeling. Luvin was arching her finger, really poking against his prostate.
“Yeah, I bet you like that, huh? Don’t you, you naughty boy?” She chuckled, giving his ass cheek a slight kiss and biting it. Dan groaned and pressed his face against the pillow while feeling her biting down on him.
“Garrh,” Dan muttered as she sucked harder. Dan felt his balls and cock aching more, as she was pushing and rubbing his prostate.
That was when he heard her say,
“Now, you’re gonna be such a good boy, and let the good officer do what she needs, and if you do as I ask, I’ll even let that dirty horny cock off with only a warning.” She chuckled more.
Dan suddenly felt himself handcuffed to the headboard his face to the wall as he felt her slapping his ass once more.
“Wait, what are you? Hello!” Suddenly Dan let out a loud scream as he felt something bigger than fingers penetrating his ass. He felt it, long and hard, slide down into him and then begin pulling back. He turned around and saw Officer Allnight wearing what looked to be a long purple strap-on. Her hands were on his hips as she began to thrust, her hips moving back and forth as she let a sadistic smile run across her face and moaned.
“Oh, yes! Who’s the bitch now? Fuck,” She moaned, her hips slammed against his as she began taking him. He groaned hard as he felt his anus spread. His ass tried pushing her out, but it was no use as she kept pounding into him.
Officer Allnight chuckled as she slapped his hips, leaning down as she began humping his ass, her clit rubbing gently as she groaned hard. Her breasts rested on his back as she moved her right arm around, grabbing his cock and squeezing it gently before moving it back and forth.
“Hmm, so, fucking hard. That’s right, take my big fat cock, baby. And as a reward, I’ll let you return the favor,” she growled, pounding harder as she bit her lip.
“Jesus! Fuck, this hurt, but it feels amazing!” He grunted, his eyes closing tightly as he pushed back. Her hand was soft as her thumb started rubbing the head of his dick. Officer Allnight pushed faster as she moved faster. She was beginning to feel good. The bed under them was creaking louder while Dan was fighting off the upcoming orgasm.
“Fuck, Annabelle! I’m; I’m gonna.” He groaned harder, sweat running down his brow as he grasped the headboard that he was handcuffed to.
“Gahh, you like that! I bet you wanna?
It had been over a month later, as Annabelle was cleaning up. The fact was It was quite calming. Nothing had happened especially for a goddess. It seemed as though there would hardly be any deaths. Annabelle hadn’t even needed to deal with them, except for a few in the early hours.
So Annabelle was cleaning some things up. Particularly the tools, Gizzy had left behind a monkey wrench and a few sockets as she placed them in the draw. Rolling her eyes.
"Gizzy I swear if you weren’t so adorable I’d yell at you.” She muttered while moving on. Dan had gone off to work, and here she was cleaning up. Though in a way she was happy. Ruffling her feathers. It was days like this she felt mortal. Not sitting around doing nothing as worshipers did all the work. Oh how she was young, She couldn’t help remembering how she would take a few souls of men that she liked and had them serve her.
In a way she was thankful it was a phase, Those souls were quite boring. Doing this, just cleaning cooking, is just enjoyable. It was different. Hell ever since she married Dan her life had felt more fulfilling.
Yet, something was wrong. She didn’t know what it was– but something just didn’t seem right. It was a bit in the back of her mind that told her that the world wasn’t right. In some ways, she wished she was a goddess of knowledge or secrets. Maybe she would know why she was getting these feelings. But for now, she would have to go with the flow.
She sighed as she remembered the conversation with the other goddess over a month ago
“So, it seems that someone is messing with the natural order. Someone has been stopping people from dying.” Annabelle said while looking towards the other goddess.
“How? I mean isn’t their ways to stop things like that from happening?” Aphrodite said while leaning on the couch, her fingers moving around in hearts.
“I honestly don’t know, but I’m getting weaker, so they’re aiming for me specifically, the souls I’m supposed to collect. But it’s slow, maybe one or two souls, So I can’t find them.”
“Do you think it could be another god? I mean someone who might be challenging you?” Kali said as she watched the younger goddess.
“Not likely if they wanted to challenge me they would’ve come to me personally. Most wouldn’t dare to mess with the natural order, we know what happened with Loki when he overstepped his bounds.” Annabelle shook her head. Not even sure what could’ve been happening.
“Though it could be, But Loki’s not the only Chaos gods, hell it could even be Titans, Aphrodite has you’re Pantheon been having trouble with them?”
“Not lately, plus With the gods in the underworld they would’ve warned us. But still, With them we never understand. But I don’t think it’s them they haven’t stirred for the last ten thousand years. ” Aphrodite sighed while pulling a bag of tea out, and began taking a long drink.
“So nothing. But it’s not right– Do you think it’s him?” The Japanese goddess wondered.
“No– it’s just weird. Thanks for coming over, maybe it’s not what I was hoping to hear. But I’m sure something will pop up. Keep an eye out.” She leaned over while wondering.
“If I knew who it was I would destroy them.” Kali said a ball of flames appearing in her hand.“ It was then Bast snickered.
Though at the end of it Annabelle didn’t get an answer. Though by this point she was feeling much better. Sure she had to spend a few nights stripping, feeling the eyes of other men watching her drooling over her with lustful want. Other times she had to have her husband fuck her like no tomorrow. But she managed to gain her ability. Her body shudders more as she finished sweeping up. There she sat back getting nice and comfortable.
"I should get started on dinner, I might try and make ribs. Does Dan like ribs?” She wondered and was excited as she was about to run into the kitchen and begin cooking something right up. Suddenly there was a knocking on the door. Annabelle slouched her shoulder and headed off towards the door. With a slight wave of her palm, the door began turning transfusive. For a second she saw Dan standing there. Taking a step around waiting for her to answer the door.
Annabelle couldn’t help but feel her heart skip a beat. The way she saw him, in many ways he was just a simple mortal. But in others he was perfect. A goofy weirdo that knew how to make her feel better. Feel almost human, though something was off he should’ve been at work. Yet it was clear he had at least another four hours till he would be getting off.
The goddess reached over and opened the door.
“Dan you’re home early?” she watched him for a second. Her eyes gently glowing as she was making sure he wasn’t a demon in disguise as a shifter.
“Yeah, well they let me off work. You know how it is sometimes they let us off if we don’t have enough work. So, I figured I’d surprise you. Heck, I got you something.” He reached over pulling out a small black box. He opened it. A small necklace with a gold chain, with a small diamond charm on the bottom. It was more stunning. As she reached over covering her mouth in surprise.
“Dan, you didn’t.”
“I could now come on let’s get inside. The night is young.” He gave a slight smirk as he reached over slapping Annabelle right on the ass. It caused her to bounce into the air as she nodded, Giving a light giggle before they would eventually begin heading off inside.
Annabelle couldn’t help squealing in delight. as she felt him pick her up over his shoulder, heading straight towards the bedroom, for what might have been a fun night.
Dan sighed as he began climbing up the stairs, It had been an extremely long day, and was running late. Since it was around two in the morning. Feeling exhausted as he was having a bad day. Some dick head had hit and ran his car, and cause the cameras weren’t working at his work, No There was no evidence so he would have to call the insurance company tomorrow. A report was filled out, though who knows If they would find the bastard. The charger was going to need to repair the passenger side’s rear.
This only added to the annoyance. Then add to the fact he had been running around his part of the factory. Going from inspecting, and even helping on the mainline, cause people decided not to show up. Sure, most people could consider it nothing more, but for him, it was just aggravating. Though Dan was just ready to get home, maybe get into bed and curl up with Annabelle. Maybe tomorrow would be a better day. A light groan, as he walked right inside.
Gizzy laid there snoozing on the couch with a controller in her hand as she had a blanket covering a part of her body. Dan listened to how she snored. And gave a light kick on the blanket. It was rather funny, as Dan moved over and pushed the blanket over her, even covering her breast. She grunted,
“Burn baby burn, he he he!” Gizzy mumbled in her sleep. Dan flat out wasn’t sure what she meant by that and probably didn’t want to know. He sighed and began heading over towards the bedroom. He noticed a bit Bast wasn’t around. Normally she’d sneak up and try to bug him or make a snarky remark. But for the most part. Dan imagined that she might’ve just gone to bed or was having a night in the town. Cat’s are weird, so why wouldn’t a Cat goddess, be just as weird.
“Well as long as she isn’t causing trouble or puking in my shoes.” He sighed and started heading towards the bedroom. He groaned and called out,
“Annabelle I’m home!” He reached over and opened the door. He turned the light on and what he saw shocked him. His heart had practically stopped right there. His eyes turning into a dinner plate, as he almost heard the sounds of something snapping. Annabelle was laying there naked in bed, her arms around someone. Her body holding them closer, as she had a smile. Sure she was asleep. But the person her arms were wrapped around was another man.
Dan didn’t know who he was, as he felt his hand tightening up into a fist, a part of him snapping, as he popped his neck. Anger rising over him, as he wanted to grab the fucker, grab him, and throw him in the wall.
Who the fuck is he!? Why is he in my bed! Dan felt his mind racing as he tried to find the right words something, anything. But when he opened his mouth the only things that came out of that hole he called a mouth were simply.
“What the flying fuck is this!” His voice was a lot higher than it was supposed to be. Though suddenly Annabelle woke up practically jumping out as she looked over towards Dan with a smile, as she was still half asleep.
“Hey honey, ready for another round already?” Though Dan wasn’t paying attention to her.
“Dan what are you doing over there?” Though Dan growled in annoyance as he thought he heard something else. His blood boiling more, though pushing the anger as much as he could as he watched the stranger on the other side of the room.
“What am I doing here Who the hell is that!” He pointed over as Annabelle turned her head. She didn’t recognize the person either. It was a strange man laying there his head on the pillow. Long dirty blonde hair. Slightly tan skin. Heck, he had a few various Tattoos on his back. Though The goddess didn’t recognize her. Her mind went blank as she was realizing what was going on. She turned to overlook towards Dan as she called out.
“Dan this isn’t what it looks like! I Can Explain!” She reached over pulling herself out of bed. Revealing she was completely naked under the bed,
“I’m sure you can explain I’m sure, But what the fuck! Was everything a lie?”
“Dan none of this is a lie. I love you I swear I never would’ve slept with anyone without you!” Annabelle yelled out, but she saw the anger in his eyes– No there was more to it than anger, sadness- Broken.
“Really none of its, a lie. You’re the goddess of Lust and Death, you can do so much I mean, did I even break up with Vanessa, Did you mess with it!” He grunted hard as he watched Annabelle remembering what Liesmith had told him. It was there Annabelle looked hurt, as she looked away. Tears in her eyes.
“I did, I screwed with your previous relationship… a bit on purpose, but I’m so sorry I never told you. I didn’t want to hurt you but Dan I swear I Love you, I wanted to be with you. So, I just made a small suggestion to her. It was wrong but… I wanted you so much.” She sniffed hard as she was getting ready to cry, her face turning red. As she tried pushing the tears away.
Dan’s face was turning even redder, It was as if something else snapped. As he was feeling his blood boiled more. He wanted to scream yell at The very Goddess he called his wife. He felt betrayed felt as though nothing mattered. He was trying to ignore that curious part that forced him to ask the question. Dan wanted to ask more questions but he just turned around and walked out of his bedroom.
Annabelle watched him walk out of the room as she ran to the door, screaming out.
“Dan please don’t go we can talk this over! I’m sorry!” She felt herself crying more– Though soon it turned to rage. Not for Dan but for whoever dared lay in her bed. It was clear they weren’t human, She knew that whoever she slept with was Dan, or at least looked like him. But it was clear now that was a Lie. As she began to engulf herself in flames. Those flames would be blown out by a chilling wind as Annabelle stood there, her black suit on a scythe in the other. As she looked towards her bed,
“Who are you!” she growled in anger ready to strike him down, The natural order be damned if it meant that she could take the soul of the bastard who dared, trick her in bed, and mess with the love of her eternity. She would deal with the trouble later on. Though when she looked for the stranger. The bed was empty and whoever it was, had vanished without a trace. Annabelle screamed in anger as she swung the weapon hitting a dresser draw. The Dresser was cut in half. Before it dissolved into ash.
Dan began driving off, Driving far faster than he should have. But at that moment he needed to let off a lot of steam. Passing random Cars, Dan grunted his head starting hurting though took a deep breath trying to get relaxed
“So, she broke your heart huh.” A male’s voice said causing Dan to swerve to the side, as he felt his heart racing faster.
“What the fuck!”
“Oh don’t be surprised it’s me Liesmith, Now Was I right she broke your heart.” The god said while putting his feet on the dashboard. Not even wearing a seat belt.
“Should you put your seat belt on?” Dan asked gritting his teeth, as he was feeling annoyed. Though Liesmith shook his head,
“Don’t matter I’m a god, as long as I’m here you won’t get hurt or in a wreck.” Liesmith’s smirk widened while snapping his finger and a small drinking glass appeared an umbrella sticking out as he took a drink.
“Hmm Martini, stirred not shaken.” Lindesmith joked while taking a drink.
“So, what do you want? Still trying to fuck with my life.”
“Hey, I didn’t do anything, though about this. There’s a bar over there. I’ll do you a nice favor. Go in there and I’m sure that you’ll feel better, especially after some Jack Daniels.”
“What the hell do you…” Before Dan could finish his sentence Joe Liesmith was gone. Dan only sighed as he decided to head right into the bar. Maybe he did need a drink.
Dan would make a turn towards the bar. A Neon sign that read. Bag of Bones. The light giving a soft glow even flickering. Dan gave a huff as he parked and began going inside.
Annabelle wasn’t sure what she was going to do. As she walked back and forth in the living room.
“What am I going to do? Should I go out there, and find Dan to explain what’s going on… Fuck– Maybe I should call the other gods. What the hell is going on!” Annabelle was freaking out since she wasn’t sure what was even going to happen. She didn’t want to lose Dan. But she was worried she might push him away. It was then she saw Bast strutting on in and bouncing on the couch. She sat there tail swishing before she started transforming into a more humanoid being. As she stretched out.
“What a wonderful night… Annabelle is there something wrong?”
“Yes, something happened, I slept with someone I thought was Dan, and he wasn’t Dan came in and he thinks I cheated on him.”
“Oh boy… That sucks, Though hey give him time, he’ll come back and you guys can talk about it.”
“Maybe, but I worry. Somethings happening. I wasn’t able to tell who it was I slept with. It narrows it down. We’re dealing with a god. But why, what would they get from hurting my marriage to a mortal?” Annabelle sighed as she sat down looking down at her hands simply wondering who it might have been. A part of her wishes she was holding Dan, She was feeling emotional.
“Hey, it’ll be ok,” Bast said her eyes looking wider almost adorable as she turned into a kitten and cuddled up into Annabelle. Annabelle simply responded by petting behind Bast’s ear as she sat there for the time waiting, and hoping that Dan might come back. GIzzy was still asleep on the other side of the couch snoring away. Just not a care in the world.
The bar was quiet, soft music playing. Though whatever they were playing Dan didn’t care– he wouldn’t say anything, as he felt numb. He took a seat at the barstool and ordered a drink. The bartender nodded dropping down a shot of whiskey.
“Yep gonna need one of these maybe more.” Dan, grabbed the shot glass, taking a small drink. While trying to get far more comfortable than he needed to be.
“Dan is that you,” a voice came in. The voice was soft barely registrable from the music. But Dan still turned around to see who it was when he saw her. It was Vanessa. She looked disheveled, hair wild. Not compared to the neat and nice look that she had when they broke up. Dan sighed looking down at his drink for a moment, as he muttered,
“What are you doing here Vanessa, I figured that you’d be off at a fancy wine party or trying to move up in life from little old me.”
“Dan I’m sorry, I never wanted to hurt you, something came over me. I swear.” She moved in sitting by him Though Dan scooted over.
“The fact is you did. The thing is it still hurts, I know it’s been months but seeing you, opens the wounds.”
“It was a mistake, seriously, I don’t think I’ll ever do it again. Here let me order you another drink.” Vanessa raised her hand and bringing another drink for both of them, the bartender nodded while pouring them a drink. Leaving bigger glasses for each of them imagining that they would be having a long conversation. Hell, the Bartender left the bottle.
Vanessa and Dan drank throughout the night pouring drink after drink. Not talking. It was clear they were drinking their problems away with a long sigh, Dan drinking a little more than Vanessa had. Though the young man didn’t care, the numbing feeling buzzed over him.
Dan groaned hard as he looked towards Vanessa, as he looked towards her she was nice looking, even though she looked as if she was going through the wringer. Maybe the drink helped her looking even better. Hell Dan was even feeling himself open up as he moved in closer.
“You are so Perdy.” Dan muttered his speech slurred, Though a part of him. That slim part of his conscious that cared for Annabelle pushed on. He wanted to push it away, but it kept on persisting like a fly buzzing in your ear.
“Thank you, I’m glad you think I’m Pretty.” Vanessa giggled, though it was a nervous one. While she moved in closer, giving a light smile.
“Um, I’m wondering, do you wanna come back to my place?” Vanessa gave a smile, though there was desperation in her eye, Even Dan as drunk as he was could see it. He didn’t like it, even Annabelle was coming back to his mind, how she smiled and giggled. It felt genuine. Then what was that she said before why are you over there, or did she say? Why are you here?
Dan grunted some as he began thinking about Annabelle how she made him feel alive. How he felt like a better person. Though he looked at Vanessa and felt nothing. No desire no need, Just the idea of Annabelle.
I wanna be with Annabelle. He thought as he muttered,
“Nah, I don wanna, I wanna go home to me WIffe.” He slurred out more drunkenly. Though Vanessa looked more offended.
“I mean we could go back, I could even su-”
“Ma'am he said no, We don’t need any trouble here.” The Bartender pointed to the sign,
No, means no– No excuses for anyone.
“Yesh– Now leave, I wanna drink more! Drink till I can go home and see, me wife!” Dan muttered giggling like a goober, as he suddenly began spinning on the chair, Vanessa looked nervous as she was being watched by the bartender. She knew she needed to leave with him. Maybe get him home– Then do what? She couldn’t just sleep with him while he was this drunk. It would be wrong. She would be raping him. It felt as though 20 lbs of lead was falling on her stomach.
“I think you should go home,” Vanessa muttered, damn Liesmith, Damn that God who was more like a monster. She wouldn’t stoop so low. While Dan who giggled more and nodded,
“Ahh right, Ya’ll go and do thats!” He giggled as he was about to jump out of his seat. But when he did he began wobbling as if he was walking around like a newly born horse.
“Sir I don’t think you’ll be well enough to drive, I’ll call you a cab.” The bartender said as he cleaning the counter up.
“Okay doky, artachocky. Ha hah ha!” Dan snickered as he took a seat down. Vanessa giggled some. Dan was a goofy drunk. Almost childish, Though clearly a goofball. She was tempted to get him in bed and tuck him up.
“I know where he is, let me get you the address,” Vanessa said, with a long sigh before she moved back over. The bartender watched her suspiciously though nodded, handing her a piece of paper and pen.
Vanessa would write down his address. In a way, she was tempted to write down her own. But she knew that wouldn’t be right. Her heart ached as she felt like shit– She even had a feeling that the bastard was gonna hurt her for failing. But in a way, this was a good fuck you, to Liesmith. Then the fact it wouldn’t be a burden on her soul.
“Yeah, he better get home, he’s got a wife to see. I think I need to just go, maybe see the world. Maybe do something else.” She muttered under her breath– In a way she was jealous of this Wife of his, she hoped that they were happy together– In a way she hoped Liesmith failed. The fucker was a monster. She only hoped that she would get as far away as she could. Maybe she could visit her sister and her husband.
Dan would eventually get home, the driver taking him up towards the Address given, while they would carry him up the apartment. Still, the last bit of kindness most people would give as they knocked on the door. Before leaving. The Bartender had agreed not to have Dan’s car towed and put it off in the back so it could be picked up the next day. Though for now, it wasn’t on anyone’s mind.
Dan stood there giggling and laughing more, a Red face over him as he knocked on the door more. As before long, it would be opened by none other than Gizzy.
“Danny boy, what are you doing here? We thought you ran off?” The Gremlin said rubbing her eyes as she yawned.
“Gahh Gizmo you, Gremlin you’s so perdy, and adorable.” Dan muttered as without warning he picked the gremlin up and began giving it a great big o;’ bear hug.
“Who are you! What have you done with Goddess Husband!” She screamed practically trying to escape the bear hug, But Dan was holding her down as they walked over. Annabelle laid on the bed still asleep with Bast curled up with her as a Kitten still Sleeping while Dan walked off into the bedroom eventually falling asleep with the Gremlin in his arms like a teddy bear.
Dan grunted. His head hurt. He wasn’t sure what happened or even where he was. He felt as though his head was close to splitting in half. Truly it was a sign that he needed to quit drinking. It never seemed to end well, and it normally ended up in an odd situation. He opened his eyes up and began looking around. The room was much darker, the shades closed, unlike the last time he got drunk. No, this time it was a little better. He looked down and realized that there were teeth marks on his arm, clotted with blood. Dan sat up a little further and soon saw the gremlin lying there snoring away.
“What happened last night?” he muttered. “Fuck, my head – or my arm. Fuck, it still hurts.” He dragged his aching body to the bathroom and grabbed some Advil, pouring a few extra out of the bottle. He also grabbed some peroxide, pouring it on the wound. It stung slightly, though that only lasted a few seconds.
That was when it suddenly hit him – everything that happened last night. His argument with Annabelle, him leaving, him coming back home drunk off his ass. He wasn’t sure how he got home, but he remembered he was at a bar, one not too far from here. He thought he could walk over there or even get an Uber. He shuddered and decided he would get to it at some point during his weekend off. For now, he needed to see someone – he needed to apologize to someone. That’s what mattered.
He walked into the living room where Annabelle was sitting watching a movie. She was watching… well, it didn’t matter what she was watching. Dan just stood there for a second looking exhausted, his head pounding, before he finally found the words he was looking for.
“Annabelle – I – I wanna say –” But before he could finish his sentence, his voice stammering, he felt the goddess slamming into him as she hugged him as tight as she possibly could.
“I’m sorry I got mad at you, Annabelle,” Dan said with a sigh of relief.
“It’s fine. I’m not mad at you.” Annabelle said, her voice sounding as if she were rather depressed as she looked away,
“No – I have to ask, what happened? Who was he?” Dan muttered, rubbing her cheek, wanting to know the truth.
Annabelle sighed as she muttered,
“I don’t know, Dan. I honestly don’t know who that was. But he looked like you. I should’ve known he wasn’t you, but I was excited and wasn’t thinking. He took advantage of me. When you left, I was so close to killing him or beating him to within an inch of his life. But he was gone. I never meant to cheat on you or hurt you.”
Annabelle’s tears rolled down her cheeks. Dan only responded by rubbing them off tenderly, a slight smile on his face.
“It’s all right. It’s not your fault. You’re a victim. I swear, I wish we knew who he was. I’d kick his ass to next Sunday.” Annabelle giggled at that, finding it cute, and nodded as she grinned.
“Sounds nice. Wanna go out, maybe get some breakfast?” She nudged her head slightly, indicating Bast yawning and stretching on the couch with a grunt.
Dan answered, “Sure, though we still have a lot to talk about. Just, please, I want you to promise me you’ll tell the truth. I won’t be angry.” He looked towards her trying to look as sincere as possible. Annabelle watched him, and he noticed her eyes flashing a light gold before she nodded.
“I can do that. I’ve never lied to you, and I won’t start now. That’s what partners are for.” She smiled, her voice calming as she gave off the same relaxed tone. It reminded him of an old friend who he could walk with side by side, truly a person to whom he could be comfortable laying out all his problems. In many ways, she was perfect – perfect for him, that is.
“All right, well, I need to pick up my car from the bar where I left it first.” He turned over to look at the cat goddess.
“Bast, make sure Gizzy doesn’t burn down the house,” he ordered.
“Whatever,” was the response, “though bring me a fish when you get back. Otherwise, I might join her.” Bast jumped down from the couch and started walking off, tail flicking as if she were annoyed and grouchy at Dan. He shrugged, figuring he would never understand her.
He and Annabelle walked the few blocks to the bar where his car had been left, and then they drove to the nearest Waffle House. They both ordered bacon and eggs with a side of waffles, of course. Dan noticed the jukebox standing in the corner on the other side of the place was playing “Don’t Rock the Jukebox.”
Ironic, especially with Alan Jackson singing, “I don’t feel like rocking since my baby’s gone.” Dan shuddered as he listened to the lyrics– he was sure his heart wouldn’t be ready for the Rolling Stones, either.
Annabelle finally said, “Okay, Dan, you said we still have a lot to talk about. I can tell – what do you want to ask me?” She adjusted her glasses, then started idly playing with her wedding band, As If she was tempted to take it off.
“Did you mess with my relationship with Vanessa, and if you did, why?” He leaned into the table looking at her with those sweet eyes. Annabelle shuddered, hardly able to even look him in the eyes, as she took in a deep breath – like she was trying to find the courage to answer this.
Dan suspected she was worried he’d lose his shit again and walk out on her. No, not this time. He wasn’t planning on doing something so cowardly. This time he was going to stay to the bitter end.
“You said you wouldn’t get angry at me. I expect you to keep your promise,” Annabelle said with a sigh. Dan nodded. He planned on keeping that promise, no matter what he heard. He owed her that much.
“I did mess with your relationship,” she admitted and took another deep breath. “I remember the first time I ever saw you – It was five years ago. You were in a fire. I’m sure you remember that, right?”
“Yeah, of course. It was horrible. Honestly, I was lucky to have survived that. Though I never really like talking about it. Kind of a terrible time.” He shuddered as he remembered feeling the heat against his body.
“The thing was, Dan, you weren’t supposed to have survived that. On that day, I was supposed to reap you, take your soul off to the other side. I was about to – you won’t believe how close you were to my embrace on that day. Then something happened.” Annabelle felt a smile spread over her face as she looked down at the cup of coffee in front of her.
“What happened?” Dan simply asked.
“I fell in love,” Annabelle admitted.
“You were so afraid – I know that face. When you mortals are close to death, you have this look that begs me not to reap you. Sometimes you don’t even realize that you have that look. But I’ve seen it so many times, it normally doesn’t affect me. But when I saw you, my heart, well – it skipped a beat. It screamed for you, and I did the only thing I wanted to do – something I’d never done for any mortal in my entire existence in this world… I didn’t reap you. I spared you that night.”
“But didn’t you say that sparing anyone was meant to die was a dangerous thing? it broke the laws of nature or something?” Dan muttered, not sure how to feel about all of this.
“It does – I don’t know why, but you’re different. I’ve heard it’s like once a generation that a person who is spared from death when they were supposed to die won’t cause problems, but not even we know who they are, so we never risk it. But I guess I got lucky with you. Though it has left a mark on your soul.” With that, the waitress appeared with their food. They each ate a few bites.
Dan finally responded, “Well, I guess that isn’t too bad. Though how does it lead to – well, what happened?”
Annabelle giggled. “You know, that’s one of the things I like about you, Danny – always asking questions and wondering about things. Well, to tell you the truth, I was content with letting you live for a long time and take you as my own when you left the mortal world. But I kept watching you, and after five years, I couldn’t take it anymore. But by then, you were with someone.”
“Vanessa…” Dan muttered under his breath.
“Yes, Vanessa. I admitted I was jealous when I discovered you were with her. I wanted to get rid of her. I was even tempted to reap her. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I did something just as bad. But I regret it now. She was scheduled to feel lustful that night. Have a few drinks and sleep with you, practically throw herself on you. But when I realized it was about to happen, I made a suggestion pointing her towards someone else. No idea who it was, but I just threw her towards him.”
“So it was your fault we broke up after she cheated on me.” Dan let a tinge of anger creep into his voice, but he pushed the feeling away.
Annabelle nodded and said, “Yes, It was wrong, and I shouldn’t have done that… I understand if you want to leave me. I don’t deserve your forgiveness… if you want, I can leave you, and you’ll never see me again.” Annabelle felt herself about to cry, but she knew she deserved it. She had royally fucked up. She felt selfish. She was about to get up from the table and walk off when Dan reached over, grabbing her by the arm.
“I don’t want you to go,” he said. “I mean, I’m mad that you did that, but the fact is, it’s over and done with, so we might as well move on from what has happened.”
“So you’re forgiving me for this.”
“Not fully. I think we’ll have to earn each other’s trust again, but I think we should start over. My name’s Dan. Dan Fremont.” He raised his hand as if to greet her, a small smile on his face.
Annabelle watched him for a second and then nodded.
“I’m Annabelle Fremont. I’m your wife.” She giggled as she shook his hand. They got up, and in the middle of that Waffle House, the two pulled each other into a hug and shared a kiss. Neither of them cared who was watching them as they embraced each other for what seemed like the longest time, not a care in the world.
“How about we go somewhere more private, honey?” Dan whispered as he reached over giving her buttocks a slight squeeze. Annabelle giggled in response as she eagerly nodded. Dan quickly paid, leaving a twenty on the table, just enough for the food and a tip before they ran off. Wherever they were running, it didn’t matter – the two had each other, and that was all that mattered.
To be continued.
By DustinMidnight for Literotica.
