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Max POV

I can't even find words to express my gratitude that my term as Fang's slave is over. Fortunately, actions speak louder than words, so my revenge will be screaming with joy. From me, however. Fang might not be as content.

My revenge needs to good, no, it needs to be great. Fang knows that I'm pissed, so I need to catch him when he least expects it. That means I probably won't be able to do anything drastic like piss in his face when he tries to go down on me. At least not yet.

Today, insert sigh here, is Hallo-fucking-ween. The night where it is socially acceptable to be a freak. Angel has been bug-eyeing me all week to go trick-or-treating like a 'normal girl'. Gazzy and Nudge have been hacking on about it too. The idea of free candy is appealing, yet grown men handing it out to half-dressed little children, maybe not so much.

I basically got dragged by the hair, or wing, to a costume store. Mom stayed home in case trick or treaters came early, or at all for that matter. We live in the middle of no and where, nobody in the right mind wants to hike up our driveway. Even if Mom bought kick-ass candy.

I'm not going to even attempt to describe the store in which we stepped foot in. For any of you who have been in a costume store you might understand where I'm coming from. The available costumes were pictured on the wall with their item number, kid's costumes were to the left, slutty adult costumes to the right. Nudge took Angel to browse through outfits. I believe that Angel wanted to be a princess. How fitting.

Gazzy picked up a plastic ax, saw me glaring at him, and set it back down. He will not be purchasing any costume with a weapon, plastic or not. Iggy muttered something about being blind to him and disappeared into the mask aisle.

That left me alone with Fang breathing down my neck.

"What do you want to be for Halloween, Fangles?" I asked, batting my eyelashes sarcastically, adding a pouty lip for emphasis.

"I'm thinking about a sexy vampire or something." he replied, placing his hand on my hip.

"You see that costume up there?" he asked, pointing to what has got to be the sluttiest costume I've ever seen. It looked to be a devil costume, though there was so little fabric it was hard to call.

"Mhm." He gulped, his throat tightening up a little.

"I think that I want that one." I said, glaring at his crotch. He perked up a little bit down there. Clean up in aisle Fang's pants.

"Mam? Can I please have number– 249?" I asked, trying to sound as innocent as one could ordering a slutty Halloween costume.

"Of course, what size would you like?" she replied, writing something on her clipboard.

"Extra-small" I responded, making daring eye contact at Fang. I watched intently as his adam apple bobbed, knowing the extent to how much I was torturing him.

I waited patiently for a few minutes while peaky-brunette retrieved my costume. Fang had decided on being a vampire after all, he even picked out the teeth to go with it. Another employee showed us to the dressing rooms, where we found Nudge and Angel trying on an arsenal of costumes. Angel saw us and smiled, asking me if she liked her pink-tutu-costume-thing. I nodded and told her that she looks cute in anything. I turned to Nudge and frowned.

"Uh, Nudge? Don't you think that costume is a little short? Maybe you should get something a bit less revealing, uh, I heard that its going to be chilly tonight. I just don't want, you to, um, be cold, uh, or anything." I lied.

"It's 'k, Max. I don't like this one anyway." She said, going back behind the curtain to change into another one of her choices.

Fang and I walked out of the dressing room area, no way in hell were we going to be able to do anything with the girls just inches away. Iggy was feeling every mask in the store while Gazzy was marveling at the fake weapons, presumably wishing they were real. It was safe to say that Fang and I had plenty of time before they would be ready to go.

"Excuse me, sir? Is there possibly another place to change? I'm very claustrophobic and it was very crowded in the dressing rooms over there." I requested, batting my eyelashes a few times to try and sway him.

"Of course, miss. There is a bathroom in the back left of the store." He directed, pointing his finger in that direction.

"Thanks. C'mon, Nick. We better hurry before Mom gets mad." I grinned, Fang catching my joke and chuckling a bit.

I opened the bathroom door and locked it right after Fang walked in with me. His face was glowing with anticipation, waiting patiently for me to try on what little fabric made up my costume. I started undressing, not caring if Fang was watching or not. I threw the costume pack at Fang and waited for him to unzip it. He handed me piece after piece, watching intently as I put in on.

The costume consisted of a red push-up bra that was attached to a fishnet shirt that stopped inches above my belly button. A mini-mini skirt was included, I would guess that it was as long as one of my fingers. And of course there was a matching thong to go underneath it, with fishnet stockings to top it all off.

Fang was not far away from licking his lips. I looked into the foggy bathroom mirror and was blown away at how I looked, and I don't know, but sexy? The costume definitely brought out the best in my body. Fang was evidently appreciating the view, for when I looked at my backside I could see that the fabric didn't even so much as make its way near the end of my ass.

Not having much time, I threw myself at Fang, kissing him hard on the lips. I rubbed my hand against his crotch, realizing that he was already hard. We didn't have much time, so wanting to get right to it Fang shimmied down all articles of clothing on my lower half. I managed to get him out of his pants as well.

He extended a finger to meet my womanhood, coating it in my arousal. I was ready, he was ready, and we were in a shitty store bathroom on a time limit. Wanting to waste no time, he propped me up on the bathroom sink, spreading my legs apart. He rid himself of his boxers and lined himself up with my opening, going in slightly faster then I was accustomed to.

I let out a fast, throaty moan. His hand instantly smacked over my mouth, quieting me. He continued to thrust at his quickening pace, his hand not doing a well enough job of keeping me quiet. He gave up and substituted it with his lips.

Those lips did the trick. I was so focused on him tongue grazing mine that I didn't realize he had once again picked up his pace.

The growing warmth in my stomach was fluttering, waiting to be released. Fang's pace began to grow irregular, and I knew he was nearing his end as well. With one last, deep thrust I came undone, letting out shushed moans. Fang followed one thrust later, releasing his load deep inside of me.

Now knowing what I was missing before I went on birth control, the no-barrier contact, I would never go back. Fang slid out of me, still catching his breath. I wiped myself off and got dressed in my normal clothes, leaving the costume in the bathroom. Fang exited first, and I followed a half-minute later.

I was giddy about what just happened. Fang and I just had sex in a public bathroom. And I loved it.

We made our way back to where we left the rest of the Flock, content to find them still going about their business. Nudge's pile of discard costumes has grown, and I felt incredibly sorry for the sap that had to clean it up. Angel was looking at accessories to go with what seemed to be some type of purple and pink princess gown. She was mentally debating over a selection of tiaras, already holding a pack of white gloves.

Iggy had felt every mask that there was to feel, asking Gazzy to help him pick out the scariest one. It was some zombie-like mask, and it was repulsing. He got a cape to go with it, along with a chained belt. Gazzy was clutching a morph suit, and as soon as he saw me he brought it over for my approval.

"Look Max! Its a black morph suit with a tux on the front! I've got a hat and sunglasses to go with it!" He said, holding up his accessories as proof.

"That's cool, Gaz." I said, not knowing if he would be able to breathe or see out of the spandex body suit or not.

I picked out a real costume, something that I could wear in public. I decided that I could be Fang's victim, grabbing a classic horror-movie-victim costume and fake blood to go with it. Fang smirked at my choice, still preferring the skank-suit that I left in the bathroom but pondering on the thought of me being his victim. I snacked him lightly upside the head, silently telling him to stop letting his dick do all the thinking.

I walked over to get approval from Nudge, satisfied that she had picked out a costume for herself. I couldn't tell you what the hell it was, but it was cute and completely covering. Nudge had a pink wig picked out along with it, noting my confusion and telling me that she was going as Lady Gaga.

Angel naturally settled on the biggest, flashiest tiara, skipping over to me in delight. I combed out her messy ringlets and winked at her in approval.

We waited in line and checked out, each receiving our own bag. I paid the bill and exited the store through an automatic door, almost clobbering Gazzy in the head while doing so. We finally took off into the air, flying back home to whatever serenity we could find there.

It was nearing 6 o'clock, and we were all gathering our bags to put candy in. Mom waved us good-bye, sending us out the door. We flew to the nearest neighborhood, Angel and Gazzy racing to see who could ring the doorbell first.

We didn't arrive back home until close to ten o'clock, each towing along a shit-load of candy. My bag alone could easily weigh a good five pounds, and I know for a fact that Gazzy took at least twice as much candy as I did.

I stacked the bags in the kitchen, putting off dealing with them until the morning. I sent the kids off to bed, hobbling into my room as well. I threw on some pajamas and got ready for bead, washing the fake blood off of my neck and face. I heard a floor board creak, telling me that Fang was trying to sneak up on me, and doing a poor job. I let out an exaggerated sigh, telling him that I knew his pretty little ass was there.

"Hi, Max." He said like a deer caught in headlights, poking his head into my bathroom. I turned the sink off and wandered over to him, pecking him on the lips.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Just thought you could use a brave, strong, attractive man to keep you safe from all the monsters tonight." he smirked.

"I don't." I said, rolling my eyes at the fake hurt on his face. "I need my fiancé to keep me safe tonight." I chuckled.

"If you insist." he said, lifting me up by the waist and walking me over to my bed. He put me down and sat down next to me, tucking me in as if I were Angel. I waited to relax until I felt his strong arms wrap around me, drawing me closer to him. I fell asleep just like that, safe in the comfort of Fang's arms.

So there it is. I know its a bit late for Halloween, but I thought it would work out anyway.

I need some input for the next chapter, it isn't a major part of the plot but would you guys rather see Iggy with Ella or Nudge? Not in a sexual way though, at least not yet ;)

Please let me know your thoughts on this chapter or on this story. The last chapter was kind of disappointing. All criticism, ideas, comments, and input are welcome!