Chapter 12: Devils Smile with an Angels Face
With a sigh Jane watched the couple, eyes switching back and forth; from Slenderman to Roslind. She had to agree with Jeff, she did look like her mother, minus the green eyes.
"I wonder how long it's been since she's been to the grave she put her mother in." She thought, happily swinging her feet. Jet black hair pulled back away from her face, gray eyes scanned the room. They were…perfect together.
"Kind of how I wanted it to be; but I wasn't the one who was supposed to make your heart beat Slendy…I knew after the moment I ran back into Jeff, I wasn't the one for you." Closing her eyes, she couldn't believe how young the girl was. Twenty tops.
One night of watching her, she had almost gotten caught. When Slender was out hunting, she was watching the girl, just to see if she really was who Jane thought she was. And of course, not to her surprise, she is of nephilem decent.
"I used to want what she has…till I became a proxy…I remember when you tried to mark me Adrian. Do you wish I was yours still? When you touch her, do you wish it was my skin? When you're mating with her, do you think about me?" Her thoughts were running wild till a soft whisper called to her. Called her to come back home. The deep scar on her shoulder started to burn.
"You're done, come home." It was a command she couldn't refuse. Cringing she watched the couple for a few more minutes.
"I wish Jeff wanted me as much as he wants you Roslind…" Whispering to the still air in front of her, she jumped from the high branch with ease and little noise. She in a way didn't prefer killing as much as Jeff, though she did enjoy watching and helping. She had gotten her name 'Jane the Killer.' For being his proxy, and apprentice; she closed her eyes, in a moment she was pumping her arms and silently sprinting from the cabin where she spent seven months of her life. She dodged trees that stood in her way, she loved Jeff…loved him so much. But since Roslind was born, he had lost almost complete interest in her. And when they did have sex, it was dull. All he ever wanted was more and more information. On Slender or on Roslind, what she was doing, who was she was with and what happened when left alone with Michael.
"I was never his lover; I just have to get over myself." She snapped at herself. Her heart started to ache, but how was this possible when she, Jane the Killer no longer had a heart? But, what if she was still with Slenderman, and if Jeff finally got Roslind, would he roles be switched? Slowing her pace, their home loomed in the distance, the full moons rays hitting it just right, caused even the smallest of shivers to cascade through her body.
Though the skinny jeans and tube top gave her easy movement, it gave little to no warmth. She watched their home…the light in the kitchen went off. It seemed like a run-down shack on the outside, but on the inside it was beautifully furnished and very comforting. She took in a deep breath and pushed the door open. Someone grasped her wrists and shoved her hard against the door; she almost reacted out of self-defense before realizing it was only Jeff.
He tossed her arms above her head, as his lips ravaged hers. Within a moment's notice, Jane's body was engulfed in sudden pleasure, her body exploded with delight when his lips had touched hers. What caught her off guard was when her mind wondered, if he had felt the same way that she had. Her heart running a mile a minute, her body relaxing as his pressed against hers; his bare toned chest touched hers, pressing her breasts firmly against his skin. He smelt like fresh blood, which pushed her pleasure further; making her moan in ecstasy. His lips touched the nape of her neck, her eyes rolled back as she let out another moan. Teeth scraping against skin, she pushed her hips up, feeling his hard dick against her inner thigh.
"I haven't shown it much Jane, but I love everything you've done for me. I've been a total dick and not shown any of it…but…" He leaned forward biting her shoulder, hard. He heard her gasp, letting out another moan, he let go of her wrists so he could rip her tube top, exposing her beautiful large breasts. His hands captured them, they spilled from the palms of his hands, and he looked up at her, smiling.
"I want a daughter Jane…" He groaned, moving his hips slowly. Jane nearly collapsed at the pleasure; when he kissed up her neck, to her jaw and then capturing her lips. His hands played with her 44DD breasts, as he pulled gently at her bottom lip.
"Let me cum inside you Jane, I need to have a baby…" Jane was astonished, after being with him for six long years, had never heard him beg. What she lacked to tell him, was that she could never have a child, but if it had gave him hope, and her the sex she desired, she gave in and nodded to him. She loved him too much to tell him that she couldn't bare him a daughter.
However, when Jeff stepped back he crossed his arms and a grim expression crossed his pursed lips. He gave it a thought, getting to his knees he unzipped her jeans, and looked up at her.
"First, you must report in." He snapped. She gave a light sigh.
"Roslind is extremely ill." She replied, Jeff thankful for the low light…for Jane would've seen the worried look on his face. He stalled only for a second before pulling her underwear to the side.
"What else?" He licked the outer lips gently, and with a moan she replied.
"She's engaged to him." Her moans were making him harder, and making it harder to control his deep sexual hunger. He slipped two fingers deep inside her, as he twirled his tongue around her clit. She was almost falling to the floor at the extreme pleasure he was giving her. It was…rare. He was so obsessed with Roslind, he had almost forgotten she was there, not just as his proxy, but for his pleasure too.
"Anything else my beautiful proxy?" Jane's face turned a deeper shade of red as she felt her orgasm work in her belly.
"Sh-She…she's…ah!" Jane screamed, arching her back as her legs trembled, her pussy dripping.
"She's what Jane?" He tried to force it out of her, but it seems, he did too good of a job, and made her breathless.
"She's going to turn his black roses red…" Finally he got it out of her, Jeff couldn't contain his smile.
"Good, that means his only weakness would be his heart. He would be easy to kill then. Very good observation, now…for your reward…" He picked Jane up with ease, slamming her small body down on the couch.
"I will make your body mine…" Growling he unzipped his jeans, pulling out his hardened dick stroking it for her. She smiled spreading her legs for him. He didn't waste another moment, yet he shoved himself deep inside her, and instantly, felt displeasured. He had to close his eyes, and try to picture…her…his very first, true love…Alorya.