New prompt. This one is a little different. You'll see what I mean.
The prompt is:
You meet Death in the most unlikely of places.
In this, Jade is Death. I don't remember who, and I'm sorry to whoever it was, asked for one where Jade was Death and not Tori in their review for 'A Date With Death'. I saw this prompt, so here we go.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'VicTORious', the characters, or the prompt.
Tori POV
"Uh, you're who?" I ask, staring at the pale woman in front of me, her long black hair acting as a hood of shorts, het black mesh tank top covering a black muscle shirt hiding her body, black skirt to her knees, black mesh leggings, and black combat boots completing the attire, dumbfounded by what she just told me.
"I'm Death. One of them, at least." The woman says, a silver pair of scissors in her right hand.
"And you're here for me because?" I ask, not believing her.
"Because you're going to die." She says with a smirk.
"While I'm peeing?" I ask, my hands crossed over my lap, the woman appearing out of thin air as I started to do my business, literally being caught with my pants down.
"Well, not yet." The woman, Death apparently, says with an irritated groan. "You're going to slip while taking your shower and crack your skull open." She tells me, shrugging her shoulders.
"Why tell me that? You do know I can just make sure I don't slip or something now, right?" I ask, grabbing one of the towels on the sink that I haven't put away yet and hiding myself with it as I clean up and pull my panties and jeans up, tossing the bath tissue in the toilet and flushing it.
"It's inevitable. Sooner or later, you'll take a shower, slip on the bottom, and crack your skull on the fixtures. And I'm here to take you to the Other Side." Death says, leaning up against my bathroom door.
"So, you're just gonna follow me around until I take a shower?" I ask, washing my hands, staring at her through the mirror.
"Actually, no." She says, pushing herself off the door. "I'm actually here because I thought you'd be showering and I wanted to watch." She admits, putting the scissors in her boot, her clothes disappearing, leaving her in a dark red camisole, no panties I notice, but the boots still on.
"Uhhhh?" I ask, staring at her, as I dry my hands.
"What? Death can't get off watching a hot chick shower?" Death asks, staring at me. "Please. We get horny too." She says.
I don't know why or how, but a few hours later, I find out that Death touching you doesn't kill you. How did I find out?
Her fingers inside of me as she brings me to a squirting orgasm kinda proved it.
Unfortunately, soon after, I shower, completely forgetting her warning, and sure enough, as I'm about to step out to dry, I slip on the bar of soap and crack my head on the hot water knob.
"Told ya." Death, or Jade as she told me to call her while she brought me to orgasm, as she leads me through a door that appeared, both of us nude.
Sorry this was short. It's another prompt I found and liked.
There was supposed to be another one before this, after 'Unexpected Revival', but that one's taking me a while longer to write than I thought. So, since I finished this one, I decided to post it first while I work on the other.
Thank you for reading. Please review.
Blessed Be.