Warning: Sexual themes ahead, so if you don't like that, go read something else.

Chucky was standing on the floor, looking at her with curious eyes. She approached him, walking slowly with a voluptuous shake of her hips. She gave him a seductive smirk, knowing very well that it would turn him on. She bent down so that her cleavage was exposed right in front of his sewn up face, and picked him up, pushing her breast tightly against his groin. He reached his hands to touch her half visible breasts, but then Valerie released her hand and prevented him from doing so by grabbing the small plastic hands.

"Be patient," she hissed hoarsely into his ear.

Valerie brought with her a couple of books and placed them on the kitchen table, and then she sat the doll on top of both books. It was the perfect height, and she was able to move her torso closer to his, between his spread legs.

He looked up at her, surprised and a little dazed. "Valerie, why…why are you…"

"Hush, dollface…I would like to give you something."

"Uhu…w..what?"

"A surprise," she whispered and winked, happy her efforts caused nervousness. He didn't look like himself with that dazed look in his face!

Valerie allowed her hands to glide down his spine, up again and then sneak around his neck, bringing him closer. He tried to grasp her hands, but she smoothly traced them behind his back again, and down to his butt, lightly squeezing the sensitive part of his small, stiff body. His cheeks flushed and she could see he wasn't used to this teasing stuff, but rather jump to the good-stuff almost at once.

He tried to kiss her lips but she brought her wet mouth down to his neck and started sucking the cold doll flesh. While sucking and sensually kissing his neck, she slide her hands down his belly and let out a surprised mumble as she felt something hard under the fabric. Now, that is interesting. She slowly circled her finger around the shaft. It wasn't hard to feel it even though she hadn't pulled down the overalls, and she knew it had to be unusual big to be a doll-penis, and that was not even a common word…

"Ooooh ahh, p..please…undo my clothes!" He moaned, but Valerie was not going to do so, instead she stroked him without dragging down his blue overall. She let go of him and let her hand roam his chest and shoulders, and the other hand slide up his leg. He sighed in disappointment at the loss of her hand.

"Fuck me, Val! I'll do anything – whatever it is – just let me come into you right NOW!"

Valerie brushed her lips over the scars, tenderly kissing them. Her hands moved up to the messy hair and she started toy with the orange locks. She kissed everywhere but his lips. The cute, little nose, the chin, the flushed cheeks, the red, ruined eyelid of his left eye and the little bulged area between his eyes. She playfully bit and suckled his earlobes. He was panting quickly, and once again his breath hitched in his throat. That is very cute actually, Valerie thought, but she immediately stopped thinking and continued teasing.

She giggled softly and pressed her breasts to his stomach as he pulled in her clothes. "I want you so badly! Take me! Please!"

Oh just like that, Chucky…beg for it!

"At least you could kiss me properly!" He nearly yelled. He yearned for that plump, glossy rosebud that was her lips. He had tasted them not long ago, and knew what it would be like to feel them again.

Valerie smiled victoriously as she watched him squirm and beg for more, and thought she might be nice to him….well, nicer. She leaned in and brushed over the corners of his mouth, and then captured his lips in a hot kiss, moving her lips very slowly. He tried to deepen it, but she did not allow him to explore her mouth again…it was her turn to make it more passionate this time, not his. She licked his upper lip, and he immediately opened his mouth, silently and desperately begging her tongue to sneak inside. This was not according to plan, but it was just so good to make out with him, so she just had to continue…but she would stop very soon. He was now dueling with his tongue, and stunned by this, she couldn't help but return it in a most passionate way, by rubbing her tongue against his, almost frantically. He groaned into her mouth and she could almost hear how his eyes rolled into the back of his head as she grabbed his member.

Valerie let go of his lips and straightened up in her full height, looking down at him. He was panting and he had a wild look in his eyes. Hopeful and giddy. Ready to do be picked up and taken up to the bed…but that would not happen. Valerie tamed the unruly hair, tucking a curly lock behind her ear. She smiled at him with one well-formed, raised brow.

"You shouldn't be such a pervert in front of me and my friends, Chucky," Valerie purred into his ear, and then moved away from him, leaving him behind with a shocked expression in his face.

"B…but you said you were going to give me a…a surprise! Come back here!"

"I've already given you one, Chucky…A little a tease from me to you." She pecked his forehead one last time and then walked out of the kitchen and up to her room, locking the door as soon as she was inside. She thought she heard him yell something about revenge.

Next morning:

"Oh come on, Chuck! Cheer up!"

"It's ChuckY, not Chuck!" The ginger replied angrily and ate the last bacon on his plate.

"What I did to you last night wasn't really nice, I know…but now you know that I'm not someone you should joke sexually about all the time! I'm not interested!"

"Perhaps not, but you did enjoy the kiss! You kissed me as if you've done nothing else all your fucking life! And I thought you were a typical Christian girl. Innocent and annoyingly sensible! But it turns out you can be a sexy temptress too and I like it!"

He grinned but then came to think of what she had done to him, and his smile turned sour. She was a bitch and he should kill her, but he didn't want to…she was too damn hot! She wasn't someone he normally would fall for, like sexy, busty Tiffany – a really bad, bad girl! Valerie Rose was not a bad person, sadly, and her beauty was natural and just perfect, and he hated that he loved that. Really! But she did have a nice ass and perfectly shaped tits, he had seen them when she took a bath.

"I need some air," Valerie said when she had eaten up her breakfast.

"And I'm going with you. It's not a question."

"I'm not going to the police or something, if that is what you think," Valerie replied and drank some water from the sink. She wiped her mouth while waiting for an answer. Chucky snorted aloud, rolling his big, blue eyes.

"That is NOT what I thought, dollface, but I'm going with you anyway…some air would be nice. So, pick me up at once."

"Fine!" And they went outside.

Chucky was sitting on her arm, and he was silent, not in the mood to talk. Instead he was thinking. How long was he going to stay with the brunette? It would have been so nice to get some blood on his hands again, but that stubborn gal wasn't cooperative. She could have helped him killing people, but no! She was helpful in other ways though, and she had saved him once and could do it again. And she cooked him great meals, plus she was sexy and had a car! She was the perfect partner, except from the murdering part. That was so sad, she was a young woman who should do something that was much more exciting than working and having girl's nights with silly, drunken girls that she called her friends! What a total waste!

He stopped thinking when he saw where they had come to. They were by the ocean, a few steps away from a white shore. It sure hadn't taken long before they had gotten out of the busy, noisy town! The air was cool and fresh and he enjoyed how it blew through his hair. He never visited places like this anymore; it was just too common and typical humans, for sure! But he realized he could use a breather. When was the last time he went to the beach? It was many years ago and he was not a doll at that time, but a human…Charles Lee Ray. But that man was long gone, he looked at himself as Chucky the killer doll now, no one else.

"What are you thinking about?" Came her soft voice with the warm summer wind.

"It's nothing," he growled, he was not going to smile and be happy even though she talked to him in a polite, nice way. In respect, almost…

"I hope you don't think about what I did?" She smiled teasingly. Yep, teasingly was a word that suited her perfectly! She was a teaser, no doubt!

"I'm glad you left me," he lied. "I was able to jerk off without having any problems to think of a new and exciting fantasy. I just imagined your delicious tits pressed to my dick – 'cause I know how that feels." True, he had been jerking off, but it hadn't helped very much. Fantasizing was false sex. He needed it to be real!

"I hope you didn't spill it all over the table?" Valerie asked and grimaced. Chucky gave her a wickedly happy smile for the first time that day. "I think some of it landed on that slice of bread you just ate. And it seemed like you enjoyed Chucky juice!" He laughed darkly, loving the disgusted look on her face. But he decided to be a little bit nicer. "I was only joking, dollface!"

"I knew that!" Valerie crossed her arms and gazed upon the cold blue horizon, it looked like the world's end. The anger left her green eyes and she sighed softly, smiling carefully. She looked at him and let her eyes wander. Some letters was stitched to his folder.

"What is that on your folder?"

"It stands good guy," he replied, matter of factly.

"Oh, I think I've heard about that before…but I've never seen a good guy before, well…until now." She flashed her pearly teeth in a quick smile.

"And what do you think, dollface? Am I – as you said to your friends – ugly?"

"I'm sorry," she said as she remembered this. "That wasn't really nice of me. I didn't mean it though."

"Oh?" He looked at her, interested.

"You're actually very cute." Valerie reddened a little bit, but hided it by putting her head in her palms, studying his face.

"Thanks, babe. You're not that bad either."

"Why can't you just call me Valerie, or perhaps Rose…whatever you want. That's my name."

"Alright. I'll call you Valerie, I prefer that over Rose."

"Thanks, Chucky." She smiled sweetly and looked up into the blue sky.

"Valerie?"

"Yeah?"

"You don't have a boyfriend, do you? Otherwise you wouldn't have kissed me like you did last night." He never smiled tenderly or warmly like a good friend, only in a wicket, sly way – and he was giving her that smile right now, the well-known Chucky grin.

"No…I do not have a boyfriend," she whispered, embarrassed. "But I have good friends and a family I care about. That's all I need at the moment."

"So you don't need someone who can satisfy you, huh?" He licked his lips, and she punched his arm. "Will you never stop talking dirty?!" She couldn't help but giggle though. He laughed again.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're not grumpy anymore," Valerie said, grinning.

"No, I'm not angry, but I WILL have my revenge…by making you beg."

"Not beg for my life, I hope?" Valerie questioned unsurely.

"Nu-uh, beg me to have my way with you, of course!" He rolled his eyes.

"You're crazy!" Valerie answered and shook her head.

"So they say, Val…so they say." He leaned against a big rock while studying her slim frame. Her long, curly locks danced in the wind. She was wearing a flowered summer dress with spaghetti straps. As he studied her nearly bare shoulders, he felt how a warm, good feeling settled in his stomach. This was new for Chucky!...feelings? Warm, lovely feelings?! Ugh! What's happening to me? He was beginning to have a crush on her, wasn't he? Perfect!

"I've asked you before, but it seems I have to ask you again…do you know who gave you to me? And I don't want a dim answer this time too!"

"Tiffany."

"Who's that?" Valerie asked and picked a flower that was growing by her feet. She had taken off her sandals.

"Well, she's my ex-wife," the doll answered darkly without looking at his curious hostess. "It's a bitch and I really don't wanna talk about her. A sweet, nice gal like you wouldn't want to learn about her either, believe me!"

"Is she a doll too?" She had to ask, even though she had heard that he didn't want to discuss it with her.

"Yeah," Chucky answered. "But not anymore. You see, I put her soul inside a doll by killing her when she was that bitchy, busty human…the doll is long gone though."

"You killed her as a doll too?! So…how come she's suddenly alive now?"

"She found herself a body of course," Chucky replied with a small sneer, she ignored that though.

"That wasn't really nice, Chucky; killing her twice! And she still accepted your proposal?!" Chucky couldn't help but wince when he saw how disappointed she was of him. But then he straightened up and snorted, who did that hopeless, annoyingly kindhearted girl think she was? Confronting him as if she was his mother?! Damn her!

"The bitch isn't much better than me! She's a murderess, I tell you! We killed together, she and I…it was a bloody good time, literally. We even got a child…my son, Glen. And she hasn't stopped murdering, oh no…it's in her nature. She slits throats wherever she goes and sends me everywhere in a box so I can kill, I don't mind that though."

"You were sent to kill me then?" Valerie asked and stood up from the ground, moving away from him. He hated the look on her face.

"Isn't that so? Huh?"

"Maybe…" Chucky avoided her angry eyes. "But it's been a while since I killed last time, and I miss it…but I came to you not only because of the killing stuff, well, Tiff surely sent me to you so I could kill. But I don't wanna do that to you. I've been watching you for a while, you see. I think I like you, and I've seen that you're so lonely…I'm lonely too, Val."

"But I don't understand!" Valerie said. "Why would she want you to kill me?! I've done nothing to her! I don't even know who she is!"

"That's how she is, Valerie. She picks random victims, well…sometimes she does," Chucky replied. "But don't worry, girl…she won't harm you, as soon as I've left you, she won't come back."

"Perhaps, but I think we shouldn't meet again, Chucky. I don't understand why I still let you live with me! It's crazy, I must be crazy! You're a murderer for god's sake!"

"Are you scared of me?" He asked and stared up at her with narrowed eyes.

"Um…no, I don't think so."

"Then what's your fucking problem, babe?!"

"You kill innocent people! That is very evil, and I have NO respect for it. And stop calling me babe."

Valerie left him there by the shore, and she didn't turn back as she ran back to her apartment. They had been talking to each other as equal, but that was just not right anymore. What had she been thinking?!

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