Chapter 2:
Phury watched the female out of the corner of his eye. She was right next to him and sat without moving at all. Vishous kept the shots coming, alcohol and drugs didn't affect vampires the way they affected humans. He could see the Jen was buzzing but kept his eyes on Lilah, for the all the right reasons is what he told himself.
He noticed more of her now, the long legs folded and crossed at the ankles under the table, left hand resting on her lap, long dainty fingers absently stroking the outside of her thigh, her chest rose and fell with a soft rhythm, raising up her black silk shirt that parted right over her breasts and the skin the etched down in to the valley looking tantalizingly soft. Phury was being careful with his observations, he didn't want scare the human away. He looked at her face again and felt the pull he had felt earlier, the deep red mouth was animated, pulling in different ways as she spoke, eyes quick to move to as they caught the dim lights in the club.
Vishous kept the conversation, intelligent, cultured and clever, Butch didn't pull any punches as he made the ladies laugh, Phury suddenly realized that he hadn't said anything until now, not one word. Suddenly, the desire to turn her face towards him and talk to her overcame him. He took a deep breath, no. bad idea. Talk to her like a human male would he told himself.
He waited until the conversation died down as the waitress brought more drinks, "So what do you do?" He asked her, hoping that she would tell him the truth.
"Oh, nothing as exciting as you guys, I'm just a doctoral student at U Chicago." He frowned and tried to quickly recall that V had introduced them as guys from the army. It wasn't a lie.
"That sounds interesting! What brings you to Caldwell?"
"Well, I'm just here temporarily, for a project. Also taking a break from life at the University" She told him, so he knew that she was playing safe as well but that didn't ease his guilt about lying to her.
"So how do you like it so far?" Keep it casual, keep it simple Phury he told himself.
"It's not bad, I am not getting anywhere on my project though" She sounded frustrated.
V interrupted their conversation with more shots. This was round 8 for her. The conversation followed smoother now, they talked about science, technology, travel, and she listened and asked all the right questions. Her friend Jen seemed to be interested in V but didn't make any direct moves. Jen told some stories about how she met Lilah at Harvard and some travel stories of them that had the table laughing.
Phury forgot how different their lives were for a minute, he laughed with them, enjoying the humor and spontaneity of the conversation, the twists and turns it took, both the human females companionable but Lilah was breathtaking, he wondered what her hair was like, what her legs would look like without the tight skirt, would the skin be soft and silky to touch?
His thoughts were rudely broken when Jen asked if Lilah wanted to dance.
"Would you hate me if I went home? I've had a long day and I can hear my bed calling my name." Lilah told her not meeting the other female's eyes.
"Noooo! Stop being such a buzzkill Lee! It's not even midnight! One dance, please? One dance and we will all go home! I promise"
"No. Please!"
"Are you scared that you're losing touch, Lee ?" Jen asked sticking her tongue out.
"Okay, one dance but after that, I am going home. I'll probably have to Uber home and get my car tomorrow. I feel like all that vodka went straight to my head."
"One last shot then, to end the night?" V asked them, he looked at Lilah, Phury knew that V was reaching into her mind to make her agree but a minute passed and it didn't happen. Phury quickly focused on Jen, it was easy to reach into her mind and put the idea in place.
Jen shook her head enthusiastically. "Yes! Last shot! Bottoms UP!" she called loudly.
Lilah lifted her 9th shot that night, the small glass touching her lips, she threw her head back, Phury's eyes locked on her neck as his need to touch her skin shot through him. He quickly took his own shot hoping that while it wouldn't get him drunk, it should at least dull this new interest in a human female.
"You guys want to dance?" Jen asked.
V and Butch shook their heads saying no. Phury joined quickly. They would wait here, silently willing any males who approached the two females to step away.
He watched silently as Jen dragged Lilah to the center of the floor, the music had picked up and was now rocking current hits. The floor was packed and men eyed the two ladies who broke into obviously practiced moves. The song that had been rocking the clubs all over town came on and the two females looked at each other, a slow, sexy smile bloomed on their faces as they moved expertly to Despacito. The people around them noticed, some of them stopped dancing and watched with their mouths ajar, some females threw a look and moved harder to impress the males they were dancing with. Jen and Lilah danced around and with each other, leaving no place for a third body to break into the close circle they formed around each other. Their eyes were locked and hip and legs moved in perfect sync.
It was mesmerizing. Phury wondered if this flexibility could convert into something fantastic in the bedroom. Would those long legs, curvy ass, and slender waist move the same way under him?
"Scientist has moves" Butch commented breaking his line of thoughts.
"She has many different types of moves but the good thing is she is drunk and she is going to make this easy for us." V answered. Vishous eyed Phury, his brother was giving off some hot vibes for a celibate. V wanted to push Phury a little more to see what happened. He understood the need for the red smoke and understood the addiction but things were getting too far with Phury. He heard from Wrath about the carving the lessers and on an odd occasion, he could hear Phury's raging thoughts about Bella.
The song ended before the conversation between the brothers.
The two females walked back to grab their purses. V took assessed the moment and quickly took the chance.
"It was nice meeting you ladies." He murmured locking eyes with Jen.
"We are going to head out as well, does anyone need a ride?" Butch asked innocently.
Phury was relieved, he wanted to go home and to his red smoke, he wanted to lay in bed and draw Bella as he smoked a big fat roll and listened to music he liked. But, suddenly glancing at Lilah he felt like that is not what he wanted. He wanted to see more of this human female. He wondered what the loose blouse was hiding. What would her breasts look like without it?
"Sure, I could use a ride, also Lilah, you shouldn't be driving." Jen replied. Obviously, the Vishuos was successful in getting her to say what he carefully crafted.
"Phil can drive you home Lilah, we can take Jen" Butch eased it into the conversation casually.
Lilah's eyes were half closed, she looked from Butch to Phury. Thought for a full minute and then nodded.
"Lets go?" she asked him stepping closer to him.
He nodded quietly, torn between her and his desire to be alone and obsess about Bella. Duty and curiosity took over as he silently led the way out.
She dug into her purse and handed him a key with a Merc key fob and pointed at the parking lot across the street. He wondered if he should take her hand but she seemed steady on her feet, moving in her black strappy heels without much effort. They crossed the street and entered the parking lot.
Phury hit the unlock button on the fob and a silver G-Class chimed in tune. He wondered why a lab scientist needed a car like this. He opened the passenger door for out of habit, when she flashed him a happy smile that indicated that the vodka hit the spot and that she was in a good mood, he felt better.
He would drive to her home, go upstairs, alone in her apartment, he would get the decoding key for the data V had stolen from her, he would send the rest of her research to V, make her delete all her research and wipe her mind clean and then give her an idea for a hard reset. Somewhere far away. This was the least disruptive option for her he told himself.
He ran over to the driver's side and slid in easily. The car was primed well, Lilah or someone took care of it he noted dully. The miles on the dashboard indicated that she used it a lot.
"It's a treat if you want to off-road" she whispered from her seat, she was leaning back, eyes closed. Her legs were apart and hands limp in her lap. She didn't close her mouth completely after the last word. Her lips were slightly apart as she arched her back, stretching. Her chest and middle rose in a magnificent arc from the seat back with her head as the only connection between the seat and her body waist up. A low moan erupted from her lips as she stretched. Phury felt his thighs tighten from the sound and couldn't stop staring.
Erotic images washed Phury's mind. Is this what she would look like if she was in his lap and he was buried inside her? Would she move like this and moan like that? Fuck. He didn't need this now.
He kept his thoughts light on the drive home. Thought about how much more Red Smoke he had left before he needed to go back for more. He heard the window on Lilah's side roll down, the pleasant late summer air hitting his body, he glanced briefly again. She hadn't moved much, eyes were still closed, but her hands, her hands were now drawing lazy circles on her thighs again.
Red smoke. Think about the red smoke he told himself. When the drive ended, he felt relieved. He wanted this to end. He didn't remember the last time he was so enthralled by a female outside of Bella and this was not a complication he needed right now.
He quickly came around to open her car door but realized that she was not awake anymore. The car's GPS had her apartment number. Fourth floor.
He unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her out. Against his chest, she felt entirely different, the easy sexuality she gave off so easily was now gone, gentle wisps of hair from her bun floated around her face and her head rolled to his shoulder. Her smell was something else, under the smell of smoke and alcohol from the club, he could smell a fresh, clean, flowery scent, he pulled her closer to his body and sniffed her hair, jasmine, that was her smell.
Phury scaled the four floors with ease. The sleeping female in his arms didn't wake even when he stopped in front of the door. He pulled her up to his chest with one arm and dug in her purse for her keys and found none. Cursing he contemplated kick the door down, then he noticed the knob, there was no keyhole. He recognized the new technology and took out her phone and used her finger to unlock the phone, then hit door icon was on the first screen.
He kicked the door open gently and entered the house and the lights came on automatically, they were bright and everywhere. The door clicked and locked behind him. He moved quickly, walking through her apartment trying to find her bedroom. He could probe her mind while she slept, that would actually make it easy and feel less intrusive.
He saw the airy living room with comfortable looking furniture and a large screen TV, an Xbox One X sat hooked and ready to go on the tables, a large open kitchen with the shining stainless-steel products and enough fruit to play fruit ninja in real life, the big balcony with a sturdy fire escape, an office with massive computer screens hooked to the walls with a long 6-foot tables on both sides of the room. One contained all electronics linked to the computers and the other had microscopes and biology lab equipment. The computer dashboard looked massive and dwarfed the room.
He walked further down finally finding the bedroom, it was decorated with whimsical art and fabrics, all in pastels and gold, looking like a unicorn cave. Of course, she would have such contrasting tastes. He walked over her white shaggy rug and bent to lower her down to the pastel yellow comforter.
As soon as he eased her down and tried to stand up, her hands snaked around his neck, pulling him closer, soft breasts pressed against his shirt. He lost balance from the sudden contact and stumbled. She let go and stirred.
Phury steadied himself, arm against the wall and looked down to see that the green eyes were now blinking, taking in the room, the ceiling and finally him. Phury realized then that no one had touched him like this in a long time. He had taken a vow of celibacy right after his transition. The one attempt to lose his virginity to a whore had left him scared and unwilling to try anything else. He usually did not think about females and definitely did not go about touching them.
"Phil, thank you for bringing me home" she mumbled. Sitting up from her bed slowly.
"Not a problem, you should go back to bed."
"I cannot sleep in these stupid clothes. Gimme a min" She swung her legs off the side of the high bed, Phury found himself watching her again. She grumbled as she kicked off her shoes into a corner of the room, the black contrasting with all the pastels and stalked over to the closet, bending over, she found a cotton sleep shirt.
Phury didn't stop watching her ass until it disappeared from the room. He shook his head. Too high strung and letting a human female bother him, what had life come to? He wondered. He heard the shower turn on and wondered how long before she would be back and was surprised when it turned off in a few minutes. Efficient.
He stopped thinking when she walked back in, clad in a pink and white striped cotton sleep shirt with buttons down the front, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows if there was any makeup it was gone now but she didn't look much different, same green eyes and same full mouth.
She walked towards him smiling, her hands reached behind her head and pulled out the clip holding her hair in place.
Phury could not blink. Long dark, black waves cascaded down to her firm ass. The copper highlights few but enough to make her hair look like a magazine rendering. The soft wisps now crowded hair face, flowing freely down her shoulders and making her look younger than she already did. She shook her head again, settling her hair behind her back. She smiled as she walked forward towards him.
Phury noticed more, she was barefoot, toes painted in delightful yellow, the skin on her legs was glowing in the lights, the dark tones looking like they were gold as she moved.
"Again, I apologize for conking out on your like that. I am usually pretty decent with alcohol."
"Its no trouble at all."
"I've had a long day, I think it got to me."
"Would you like to go to bed? That might help" Phury smiled
The female stopped. Trying to assess the situation. Phury suddenly understood her hesitation.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean anything by that, I thought sleep might help you" He explained. Yeah, much better answer than I cannot have sex with you because I am a celibate who is supposed to impregnate forty women but choose not to because I might have feelings for my twin's wife.
"Thank god. I am not exactly... umm...I know this is stupid and you are probably wondering why you are here. But I am not looking to have sex" She almost whispered. Looking at everything but him.
He sighed, he could easily will her to stop but he didn't have enough patience in him today to deal with a thirsty female who wanted to get under his clothes. He was glad that Lilah didn't eye him like most of the females he met or make any moves to get under his clothes. He just needed her to sleep so that he could get what he wanted and leave. He should just will her to sleep now.
He nodded, "Yeah me too. Maybe we can just call it a night?". He was getting used to looking at her green eyes now. The color no longer shocked him.
She smiled as she stepped closer. He realized with interest that she was not gawking at him, he would be able to smell her arousal and catch the interest in her eyes. She was relaxed and at ease.
"Would you like a bite before that? I am famished."
Phury hesitated, food sounded good but he didn't really need it now.
"I'll be super quick and I promise, unlike drinking with me, you won't regret this" she was laughing, slow and melodically.
He nodded again. How long could she take? He could see the fatigue in her eyes.
She took his hand, jolting him where he stood. Her soft, small and delicate fingers disappearing in his large palm. A female was holding his hand. He couldn't move, all 6 feet 6 inches of him shifted away from the contact, she didn't move either, wondering why this massive military man was shocked at her trying to lead the way into the kitchen.
He breathed out quietly. No big deal. Human females were known to be quirky. He pushed his body into motion, she was pulling him out of the room and he would follow.
He tried not to think or focus on the small hand within his palm. She stopped when she was in the open kitchen and nudged his body towards the chairs lined up on the other side of the massive granite counter that wrapped around the kitchen.
He sat down and looked at his hand again now empty with her palm gone. It looked clean and didn't have anything on it. By the time he was done examining his fingers to see if they had somehow changed, she pulled out a bunch of stuff from the fridge and was lining them up next to a cutting board. She lined all the ingredients she needed together, and then sorted them, the focus on her face clear as she grouped them and then turned on the stove with a large pan on top. Her music came on then, low and simple, she moved with the music as she handled all the food. The notes of the song saying something about being in Paris, she nodded along with some phrases.
She sliced the vegetables with professional skill, Phury didn't cook but he knew from the concentration and skill that she was not an amateur. The way she skinned garlic by using the knife to split the skin under pressure and diced the vegetables which took longer to cook first and then others in the order of cooking time and seasoned the dish without measuring the spices clued him into the fact that she had more than a little practice with this. The dish was done by the time she cleaned up the counters and things she used, tossing everything in the dishwasher.
She quickly plated the quesadillas and added some salsa to the side.
"Sorry, I try not to talk when I am focusing on something. I have a very one-track mind" She told him as she handed him the food.
Phury blinked, cooking food to feed someone was a deep sign of respect, he knew even in the human world, they didn't just cook for each other. He was stunned that she had made him a plate as well. He figured she was fixing herself something.
He accepted it with gratitude, not knowing the words to convey his feelings for treating him with so much respect.
"Would you like to eat outside? It's not much but we can be under the stars" She asked picking up a water bottle as she already started walking towards the balcony with the fire escape.
Phury simply followed wondering when the last time he ate a meal under the stars was. Never. With a female. Oh dear fade virgin, what was he doing. He was supposed to get the stuff V wanted and get out of here instead he was dining under the stars.
He was going to let her finish this meal and get the stuff and get out of here in the next fifteen minutes. He promised himself.
She pointed at the fire escape, "Let's sit here?"
He looked around to see that there was nowhere else to sit so he climbed up a coupled of steps and sat down, his long legs bulking up on the next few stairs. She followed suit, easing down on to the first stair that was empty, and attacked the food in her lap. The divine smell was wafting up. Phury cursed in his mind and took a bite, it truly was delicious, the right amount of everything. For the first time in a long time, he was interested in the food that he ate, he felt her lean back against his legs as she continued to eat. Head bent and mouth moving silently.
"Sometimes, I wonder if all of this is worth it? The sacrifices, the hard work, the burden and the people around us? What would it be like to leave all this behind and live for yourself? To be mentally free of all this weight and just do what makes you happy?" She asked in a quiet voice.
"I think about that all the time. If I will ever truly be able to let go of the past and what is happening now and find anything that can give me peace?" He heard himself answer.
"And what would that peace look like? Am I angry about what has happened in the past and how do I let go? How do I remind the world around me to let go?"
"True, there seems to be no respite, no ending to this, forced to live the same story every day with no ending in sight" his thoughts floated out.
"It seems like I am asking for too much if I think of a happy ending, sometimes all I crave is to know how all of this ends. And if I could do everything I promised I would." She voiced his thoughts.
Then they were both quiet, wondering how the other knew the weight of their burdens.
"Just the things I do to cope with my world should teach me a thing or two by now" She whispered.
"I wish I could stop"
"Even if we did, the story goes on. That is why we do what we do" She told him.
True, he thought about quitting the red smoke, the fighting, being around Bella, remembering his parents. The failure, the disappointment, the pain.
Even if he stopped, none of that would stop.
They both sighed. She turned around then and smiled at him, that quick and easy smile.
"I didn't think you would understand any of that"
"I know what you mean, more than you would believe me" he answered cherishing the way her back felt against his knees, the last taste of the food she cooked for with her hands on his lips and the smell of jasmine in the air.
When she stood up with her plate to take his hand again, this time he didn't hesitate, wrapping his long fingers around hers he stood up and walked inside. She left her empty plate in the sink and took his plate to do the same.
"Thank you for the food, it was truly delicious"
" I am glad you liked it, my feet are killing me, do you care if we put them?"
"Not at all. I am ready too" he lied. He was not ready for this night to end, he wanted to ask her what she was talking about, how did they both feel the exact same things?
She walked to the bedroom and drew the comforter down and crawled to the far side and motioned to him to take the other side, it was a king size bed and Phury knew it would still be an interesting fit. His mind hesitate even as he felt his body propel him towards her. He kicked his shitkickers off and landed them in the same corner that she had earlier and eased carefully onto the mattress.
There was space between them, thank the virgin he thought. She made no moves to get closer, turning on her side facing away from him she let the tension in shoulders drain out and fell asleep quickly after that.
Phury lay awake waiting, he would reach into her mind now, erase the night, all the interactions between them and then wake her up to ask her how to decode the data V had stolen, he would then ask her to email V all her work and wipe her work, he would will her to go some where far away and add a good note in there for her to be happy.
He felt her slowly move and flatten out against his side, her warm, curvy body was now hugging his. An arm moved and ended up over his chest, her head nestled on his chest, breath warm on his skin where his shirt parted, a leg gently tossed over his in his slacks.
He tensed, the female was soft and warm, moving in her sleep and enveloping him, a part of him wanted to hightail it out of here and another, a huge part of him wanted her to move closer, more onto him. He stayed still memorizing how this felt, her delicate scent floating around this room.
As Phury told himself that he was going to wipe her mind in the next minute or so, he drifted into a comfortable sleep, for the first time in a long time without the red smoke, and for the first time ever, under a female.
Note:
Dear Readers,
Thank you for reading more of my new BDB fanfiction. I started reading the series back in 2009 and stopped because of how much I was disappointed in Phury's story. Almost ten years after that I decided that Phury (my fave brother) deserves a female of worth, who is intelligent, strong, compassionate but most of all capable of saving him just as he was capable of saving her. So welcome to Phury's story of love and as always please shower him and this story with your reviews.
Love,
Eclairz.