Chapter 9. Enjoy.

(Unknown pov)

The room was cool, an odd fact as it was illuminated with many lanterns, the hot flames burning away the darkness and flesh if one got too close. The tall bases held the flaming bowls high above people's heads as their eyes danced from them to me, a slow carefully dance before they stopped on me. All eyes stopped on me. All souls belonged to me. Mine to use and mine to throw away. Like the one lying between my legs, her shaking hands grasping the zipper of my pants. Her eyes falling from the on me, such innocence masked those eyes. Like I was tainting an angel. Such innocence that I was happy to destroy, would destroy for my carnal pleasures.

Her shaking hands were now on my throbbing member, falling between it and my eyes as my words gently urged her on. I could tell she was nervous, the way her eyes glanced between me and the door. I tell her no one's coming in. She pauses, carefully taking in my words before turning back to me. Her hand on me once more, than both.

I place my hand on her head, like the priest baptizing a child. Guiding her forwards, her lips down. Feel her tongue slid across the head and remind her to watch her teeth. Feel her pull away in fear and push her forwards once more, making soft noises of encouragement as she does. Playing softly with her hair as her hands move. Trying and failing to match the movements of her mouth and yet, make a strangle feeling of pleasure boil in the pit of my stomach. How long has it been since I've been with a woman? The answer alluded me but I'd assume it was a while.

We stay like this for a while, her head and hands failing to match pace and me, drowning in the pleasures of this twisted game. With my words and my moans her confidence rises, her shirt now tossed across the floor somewhere in the middle of this game and I feel the soft mounds of flesh now pressed against mine. Her mouth released my member with a pop, her tongue trailing over the head like she was trying to tease me more, a trail of spit running down the soft pink flesh and coats both her chest and my member in one go. Looking down I could help but smile.

Her cheeks were dusted with a light pink. Her lips were bruised, her eyes waters slightly and her pupils were enlarged from desire. She stopped for a moment, feeling my eyes on her and she looks up, smiling softly as she moves her breasts, watching and judging my reactions on a few movements and continuing with the ones I like more. Her mouth finds the head of my dick once more, gently sucking and swirling her tongue over the flesh like a pro. I silently wondered if she really was virgin as my fingers gripping the arms of the chair so hard they began splintering. She pulls back, her breathe ghosting over the tip once more before she's down again, hardly giving me time to think let alone breathe, bobbing her head up and down before pulling back and sucking on the sweet spot. The juncture between the head and the top of the penis, a spot loaded with nerves and when her teeth gently scrape against the spot I'm gone, bucking up into the air with a low pleased groan.

Though little warning was given about my climax she was ready, placing her hand over the head and when I finished riding the waves of my pleasure look down, finding myself hard once more form the sight. The smaller female monster had pulled back her hands, examining the sticky white substance between her fingers and when she feels my eyes once more pauses, slowly looking at me before sliding her finger into her mouth, sucking off the cum with a slow teasing smile before moving onto the next one. Sticking both fingers into her mouth. Sucking them into her mouth twice, the second time her tongue slides between the digits, cleaning in between when I finally lose my patience. Ripping her up off the floor and onto my lap. Placing her over my throbbing member and watch with glee as that light blush darkens as the second act was about to start.

Or it would have if the subtle sound of footsteps hadn't reached my ears. I pause, listening to the pace, the sounds of my guards telling the intruder that I wasn't to be disturbed and shut my eyes in annoyance as the sounds of fist meeting fur echoes down the hallway. My partner wasn't as gifted as I was on the hearing aspect but even she rose in suspicion as the cries of pain echoed down the hall. She then turns, looks at me and trying than failing to judge my reaction. I kept her there, rested on my lap as the footsteps continued down the hall, moments after the heavy double doors fly open, slower than normal from the weight but still hit the walls with a small noise.

My intruder was none other than my second in command, his body moving gracefully as he hurried into the throne room. I sat still, waiting to see what would happen. If the castle was under siege then I would be escorted out in the protection of my guards and my second in command. I hardly need protection, being the most skilled fighter in the field and in the mystic arts but my people said it added a sense of security, a false one but one no less, so I obliged letting them set up whatever they wanted. So here we sat, him standing there, panting like some dog, staring at me with the almost naked female on my lap, a prominent glare on her features before his eyes fall back to me. The usual set of warnings didn't roll off his tongue, nor did he make his way up the steps, toss the female monster to the floor and remove me from my seat, he just stood, staring at me until his breath returned. Before he walked, placing himself on the end of the steps, kneeling low as he dipped his head.

"Marcus, what is this untimely interruption for?" I ask, my voice boarding on annoyed.

That look was back once more, the unsure look hidden behind a crumbling push of bravery. I could feel the burn of anger from the virgin, her chastity, her purity hanging by a thread as she sat, perched really, on my lap. Her inner thoughts displayed on her outer thoughts as if she really just pushed herself down that purity would be no more, I could tell she wanted to, really wanted to but she was powerless under my gaze, powerless under my strong grip that held her frozen in the air. Helpless to do little more she leans back, taking some of the weight off of me and her thighs and claiming her place.

It would be cute if it wasn't so annoying. And so, I placed my hand on her back, pushing her forwards onto the bed. The surprised sound she made was laughable, the look on her face really did make me laugh and her blush as she realized just how little she meant to me. I wasn't going to baby her, not in here, not behind closed doors. In here I shouldn't have to put on a mask, a false face of concern and found myself bored with the events before me.

"I'm not sure if I should thank you or punish you?"

I sigh, glancing to look at my shaking second in command. I didn't fail to notice the shiver that runs through his body. The simple double meaning had him hard, the bulge in his pants proved that.

"Now you've put me in an awkward position." I sigh, running my fingers over the soft sheets "Stuck between a lover that refuses to accept me and one that wants me too much."

(Sophia's POV)

"Hello?" I asked as I brought my phone to my ear.

"Hello, is this miss Jones?"

"Yes, how is this?"

"This is the student council president, I wanted to let you know that we reviewed your files and let you know you passed the first part of the Study Buddies exam. We are having a standard testing on Wednesday at nine, in the west building. Room 213, will we see you there."

"Oh, yes!" I say, rubbing my tears away as I left the Graveyard "West building, room 213, Wednesday night. Thank you very much!"

I hang up the phone, a small smile on my face as I look up at the clearing blue skies. Writing a note on my phone so I don't forget and walk down the street to the bus. I had spent longer than I'd thought at the graveyard that I'd anticipated and needed to check on Randell. I pull out my phone once more, scrolling through my limited contacts before pushing the picture of the green monster. It rings three times before he answers.

"Hello?"

His voice was less than impressed, most likely still buried in a book. I'd bet money that he didn't even check the caller ID.

"Hi Mike, how's Randell?"

the phone shifts once as he actually checks the caller ID before it's back on his face.

"Randell's fine Sophia, I'm pretty sure he's having a shower now." he sighs, the creaking of the chair as he leans back.

"You let him go alone!" I all but shout and smack a hand to my face as Mike yells and a loud crash is heard a moment after.

"What the hell Sophia!" Mike shouts back "Yes I let him go alone! It's just a shower."

"mike..." I sigh, running a hand down my face before I step onto the bus "What is Randell's xxxx?"

"Omega, I think?"

"And what time is it?"

"Four o'clock?"

"And what Senior sports team finishes practice at four O'clock?"

"..."

"Mike?"

"I'll go check on Randell, hurry back."

With that, he ends the call and I sit back on my seat. The Univerity was fairly close to the Graveyard, about a ten-minute bus ride back. I sigh, leaning back in the seat to shut my eyes, today had been less than fun and for the first time in forever, I felt completely drained.


(Alex's pov)

"Ooooh, that hit the spot." I sigh contently, leaning back in my seat. The large booth easily holding all my teammates.

"Mmmm, I know." Smith sigh, as I chuckle, placing my arm over the top of the booth.

The Growl wasn't as busy as it had been the last year but seeing as fourteen hours had passed since ROR's party had finished it wasn't that unusual. I had to admit, ROR really knew how to throw a party. Everyone needed a minimum of twenty-four hours before we could party again. It had been almost thirty and only after a burger and a shower did my head finally stop pounding. I bite my inner check, suppressing the chuckle from leaving my lips as I watch Freddie devour his burger, the larger monster all but spraying pieces in every direction as he tries to wolf down two burgers in the time everyone else has one. I lifted my hand quickly as a piece of meat comes flying my direction and masterfully block the food with the menu, hearing the 'splat splat' of two pieces before I lay the menu back down. Sometimes our scariest monster was exactly like a child. If one of the events was eating, Freddie would win hands down.

"So do we have everything for tonight?" Chris asks. I turn to look at our frat leader.

I turn to look at our frat leader.

"I assume so yes," I state, cracking my neck painfully. Sleeping on the couch was never a good idea... "We should have gotten everything before the school opened."

He nods once, wiping his hands off on a large napkin as I mentally ran through our list of supplies. Throwing the second Frat party was usually a high honor but being right after the ROR's you were often placed in second place. A party that wasn't 'that bad' but not as good as the first. We had worked our asses off to get second place as the scare games last year and I hated how all that got overshadows by Roar Omega Roar. A sore spot for Chris as he pulls out his phone, looking at the time and scrolling through a few things.

"Okay," he sighs "we have seven hours to set up for tonight and run out for something things that someone no doubt forgot to get."

I sent him a small look but said nothing, he was stressed enough as it was. A fact proved as his knee starts bouncing, hitting the table as he looks out the window. My hand slides across the table, slapping on the top of his thigh, not hard but enough to break his trance and look at me.

"Dude, relax. It's just a party." I state, moving my hand to smack his shoulder instead "we do this and focus on winning the real challenge, the scare games."

"Hell yeah!" John yells "Second place last year! Hello first place!"

The Cafe erupts with a bunch of cheering as my team screams cheers of agreement, Howling like animals and slamming their fists on the table, Freddie spraying food across the table as he yells, prompting my team to shout again in a different type of screams before laughing like idiots and cheering again as the food had gotten sprayed at such a high velocity it stuck to the window on the other side of the table. Though I still found it gross I found my head rolling back as I laughed and cheered with the others. MU was right, Fraternities were brothers you would keep for life. Unfortunately also the struggles as the smile only lasted on Chris's smile faded soon after the laughter stopped, staring out the window again.


"Okay okay let's go, we only have five hours to set up for the party," Chirs says, pushing the others towards the door.

"Okay okay fearless leader, give me a second." I laugh, walking back up to the cash register and the manager/chef of the Growl "Thank you for the food, it was delicious as always, you really outdo yourself." I state, pulling out a ten and sliding it his way before grasping a large paw in my own "And sorry about the mess."

"No problem." The older Man chuckles, his once vibrate fur dulling with age but his eyes were as loving as always "Say goodbye to my favorite customers."

(Sophia's POV)

"MONSTERS UNIVERSITY!"

My eyes snapped open as I take in my surroundings, my head turns to look out at the large building of MU. What the hell?! Had I fallen asleep?! I stumble forwards, standing up to grab the bar and make my way to the front of the bus, careful not to trip over the many tentacles of a family of Octopus monsters. Reaching down to swipe up a small plastic fish the young boy had dropped and hand it to him on my way out the door, the mother sends me a smile and mouths 'thank you' in my direction.

"For a moment I thought you weren't going to wake up." the old lady says, her voice the same bored tone as always but the smile on her face was new.

I blush awkwardly and rub the back of my neck.

"Sorry."

I step off the bus, taking in a breath of fresh air and look up at the large metal gates of MU. Rolling my shoulders as I reach into my purse, taking out my handheld mirror to check my face once more, making sure I had no embarrassing tears or kleenex stuck in my fur and slid the compact back into my bag. While in my bag I feel I feel the small paper bag, I pull it out, looking at the small key I slid into my hands and curl my fingers around the metal, bringing my knuckles to my mouth as I place a gentle kiss on them as I walk.

"I swear Master Cho, I won't ever let anyone else get hurt. Not if I can stop it."

(Unknown POV)

The air was tense. Each occupant feeling the electristy sparking. My two lovers turned. Circling each other. this dance of death that i loved to watch. This dance of death that brought yet another false promise into the web of lies I spewed every second of the day, a web of lies i would use to ensare yet another victim. It was almost laughable, the way people would die for me. The act itself almost fascinating. Most times it would bring a twisted smile to my lips, my fingers tapping against my throne as I watched two star struck lovers tear each other to pieces over me but today it only bored me. The slow circle seemed to drone on like a professor teaching one to many subjects.

"Enough." I bark out.

My voice wasn't angry. It was plenty commanding but not angry. even in my gentlest tone both monsters jumped. looking at me in confusion. Marcus in slight annoyance and confusion as he would have won this fight hands down. It was true. Marcus's years of hand to hand combat and scenario training was a huge advantage. I sigh, running a hand down my face as my other flickes outwards.

"Woman, leave us." I pretend not to see the look of smugness on Marcus's face or the bitterness on hers. "Marcus, show her to me."

My second in command moves. Slowly, hesentantly, remembering his place as he makes his way up the large throne steps, phone in hand as he bows, low, extending one leg back and his arms forwards. The slight tremor in his hands brings the slightest smile on my lips.

"Yeeeesssss." I groan out, like a drug addict taking yet another hit of crack. "Did you secure the serum or have you failed me yet again."

"No. The serum have been made and delivered. You should see results in the next 48 hours my lord."

I nod once, flicking his out of the room as well as I was only giving him half my attention and his voice was beginning to irritate me. I sighed, running my fingers down the screen as the door shuts, leaving me alone with her once more. She was a perfect match. Strikingly beautiful and wise beyond her years. I chuckle breathlessly, ghosting my fingers over the screen once more.

"My princess."