MOochicko you are one interesting person lol. It takes me like 2 minutes to read your reviews to understand what it is you're saying. But it's fine. I think it's awesome! You are so funny.
I'm glad yall liked chapter 17. Most of you mentioned it was Funny? Well, I am told I'm a funny person. Sometimes hilarious when I have a lot of energy. So I put some of that humor into the fic. I find myself to be a lot like Suze. So I can relate to her character and keep it the same. Go Suze!
Now, on with the fic!
Chapter 18
Wolf Charmer
It was dark. Nothing shown out on the cement-not even the light from the moon. An eerie silence crept up our necks causing hairs we didn't even knew we had to stand on end. Leaves crackled as the wind whistled by. I didn't know which was worse. The noise or the silence. Both had a creepy affect on my nerves.
The sound of footsteps fell lightly behind me, keeping step with myself. No words were shared, no looks. Nothing. It was the most eerie, exciting thing since the last episode of Buffy The Vampire Slayer.
I rounded the corner, making sure nothing was there, when…the world started burning, the moon fell down from the sky and screams were heard everywhere-
"Suze, stop turning this into a Stephen King movie."
As a hand came down on my shoulder, stopping me in my tracks to demand me cease with my soundless ranting's.
"Are you done yet?" Paul stood, his hand still resting on my shoulder.
And they lived happily never after. Muahahahaha!
"Now I am."
"Good." He looked agitated. I wonder why.
Duh, Suze, you're annoying him. But I'm not really, since it's in my head. It's his fault! He is the one intruding on my private thoughts!
And then I really thought about it.
Oh my god! He had witnessed my daydream about me and Jesse! Which was rated R!
"Suze, I didn't actually get that part, but now that you bring it up, I would like to know." He was smirking at me. The evil thing was smirking at me. What nerve!
I said that, and still, my cheeks bloomed a dark red. Jesse and Casey were oblivious to what Paul meant and why my cheeks had turned to such a color. But I wasn't about to tell them. Oh, no. And Jesse would never know!
"Paul, grow up." I said awkwardly, turning around and limping the rest of the way.
My legs were hurting really badly and my head was light, yet still feeling heavy. I didn't make a sound, although I did moan a little because of the shooting pain rising in my injured arm.
And if you would like to be informed, after Paul, Jesse, Casey and I had talked, I had gone back to sleep. When I woke up, I opened my eyes and was staring right at Paul. Well, I was in his bed. So of course he would be there. But I didn't think to find him there right when I woke up.
And so close to me.
So, I had jumped with a yelp and rolled over, off the bed, and onto my arm. The bad one. So, yeah, it hurt. Paul had gotten up, apologized, and told me that he had kept watch over me all night while Jesse and Casey went about the streets looking for answers. Paul told me he hadn't done anything but watch me all night. But I still had the feeling of his hands on my skin. Like he had been touching me. No…
Forgive me, if I have no control over myself and have the need to hold the angel I'm lying next to.
I groaned. I should have known. Paul wouldn't have not touched me. I mean, come on. He is a male. From what I can tell, anyways. And, he has touched me in the past.
But, I wasn't mad. Well, not as mad I probably should have been. He hadn't done anything wrong. I mean, he hadn't forced me to do anything. He hadn't done anything to me while I slept. So why did I feel this little bit of…annoyance, I guess you could say. With myself, I mean.
I admit, I still had this thing for Paul. Whatever it may be, I don't think I will ever know.
"Do we have to walk any farther?" I asked, softly rubbing my arm. "My legs are killing me."
"If we stop something else may get to you before your legs finish the job." Casey joked.
"Very humorous you glow bug." I spit.
"My pleasure, me lady." He said, with a gentle bow.
I snorted.
Jesse walked over to me and pulled me close. "Susannah, are you alright? Do you need us to stop for a rest?"
I smiled, leaning into Jesse. At that moment, all I wanted to do was fall into his arms and sleep. Feel safe in his secure arms as he held me gently, yet tightly firm to his unmoving chest.
I shook my head, trying to rid myself of its images. I couldn't let anything block my concentration. Not even Jesse.
"Susannah?" Jesse persisted.
"Huh?"
"Do you want me to carry you?" In his voice, I could tell he had already asked me that. I…just hadn't heard it.
Or, I just wasn't paying attention.
"Jesse, I'm fine." I said.
But, I spoke too soon, and with the next two steps, I was flat on my face on the cement. Not so pretty from any side and not so comfortable if you're the one who falls. So, yeah, it wasn't nice. Or pretty, if you want.
"Susannah!" Jesse shouted, running over to me.
I coughed, mucus rising in my throat. Jesse scooped me up into his arms, as I wrapped mine around his neck and rested my head, comfortably, on his shoulder. I felt safe again. Safer than I had in a while. The long walk from Paul's was tiring. Since we didn't want to be noticed, we hadn't taken Paul's car. Which, right now, I would object to the idea of not having it. I was sleepier than a bloodhound.
"Jesse?" I murmured.
"Sleep, Susannah." He whispered, softly kissing my forehead. "I will wake you if something happens."
I nodded and closed my eyes. But I didn't fall asleep right away. Something told me to just rest my eyes. Be ready for something. What that something was, I had no idea.
"So, do you guys do this a lot?" Casey asked.
"No, not really." Paul answered stonily.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot about him. Paul, I mean. I hope he wasn't paying attention to my thoughts.
As a matter of fact, I am, Suze.
Why was I running through a fog? The dragon was nipping at my heals, running ever so fast to catch me and feed me to-
Suze, you do know you don't dream this way, right?
the prince of darkness. He could gobble me up in no time, swallowing me whole without chewing at all. I would then rely in his belly, until a knight in shining armor would come to rescue me.
Suze…
I groaned out loud.
"Susannah? Are you alright?" Jesse whispered.
"Yes, Jesse, I'm fine." I said sweetly.
Faker.
Paul, shut it, ok?
Suze, I'm serious, are you alright?
I cant believe I'm having a conversation in my head…
Suze, please answer me.
I mean, we've done this before…
Suze, this is getting annoying.
And, I think we've said some things too…
Suze, I'm very agitated.
Oh, my god!
What, what, what!
It's like we're having mind sex!
Suze…
Oh, god, this is not good!
You weren't complaining last night…
What?
Nothing.
You said something.
Well, Suze, technically, I didn't say anything-
But you did…whatever-you "Made a comment".
Suze, for us to be having mind sex I would have to do something like this.
And then I felt something. It felt like fingers, running across my breasts. It felt rather good except I knew for a fact that nothing was actually touching me there. Jesses hands were fit tightly around my waist and under my legs. There was no way…
Paul!
Well, I was just giving you an example.
Paul, that felt so real! How in the hell did you do that?
What, this?
And I felt it again. Only, this time, the feel of a finger swept lightly over my nipple. Against my will, I let out a small moan. However this was supposed to go, it felt good.
Paul, I cant believe you!
Suze, don't tell me you didn't like that.
Of course I didn't.
"Susannah, does something hurt you?" Jesse asked, a worried tone sounding in his voice.
"No, Jesse, I'm fine." I whispered back, snuggling into his arms.
Suze, just admit it. I know how your mind works. I've been in it more than what's good for my health.
Funny. But do you see me laughing?
Suze, I'm serious. This is called stimulation.
Paul, I don't need to learn tricks that horny shifters use to get off, ok.
Suze, it's not used for just that. Although, it has come into use now and then for shifters all over the world for centuries.
Nice. We're all a bunch of horny, hormonal crazy people. I feel just perfect.
Suze, what I did was stimulate you. Yes, it was in a sexual way, but, you can stimulate people in any way for any number of purposes. Like, I could lightly brush your shoulder.
I could feel the fingers of a strong masculine hand sweep over my left shoulder.
Nice.
Thank you. And, I could also do something like this.
Now, this was worse than the breast thing. Well, you can decide yourself. But this time I couldn't believe what he was doing. How noticeable this would be. I could feel his lips gently on mine. Stroking. Caressing softly. Molding against mine, warmly. It felt good. And we didn't have to be physically attached for all of these feelings to happen.
Oh, Suze. Even in mind your lips are still so soft.
And then my mind exploded. We went on into a full on frencher, ladies and gentlemen. I'm talking tongues swooshing together, lip nibbling, teeth grazing, the works.
I kept my head hidden from Jesse and Casey's view. I know you couldn't physically see Paul and me making out, but you could see my lips moving. And, I had to keep myself from sighing and moaning. If I let even one slip, I would be caught and questions would be asked. Questions I didn't feel comfortable with answering right now.
Nibbling my bottom lip, he grazed his cheek across my swollen lips as my tongue delved out across his flesh. This was so amazing. So interesting. Never in my life had I ever experienced anything like this. It was incredible.
So Suze, what did you think about that?
I couldn't even think of anything to respond to that. My mind was still frazzled from the mind blowing that was happening merely seconds ago. Mind blowing that was caused by Paul Slater. Interesting how things happen.
Suze, come back to earth. Ha ha come back to me…
Paul, you cant hypnotize me.
Oh, Suze, so much to learn. I will hypnotize you another time at another place. All I need to say right now is congratulations.
Congratulations on what?
Stimulation. I felt the full effect of that kiss. But, you were only reacting to what I did. Now, you have to stimulate me in some way on your own.
Paul, why do we have to have shifter lessons at a time like this?
Why not now? Suze, while there isn't anything to do we might as well get something accomplished. Now, stimulate me.
I could almost feel his smirk. He was amused by this. And I was his puppet. I was letting him pull my strings.
So, I did what he asked. I tried to stimulate him. At first I couldn't think of anything. And then, I felt something.
Oh, god, Suze that feels amazing…
What was I doing? Oh, god, what was I touching!
Suze…that…
And then I tapped into my thoughts and found out what he meant. I was running my hands down his legs. Inside his pants!
I tried to stop. But, like all of my experiments, I knew how to start them but not how to end them.
Paul, how do you stop this?
Why would you want to stop?
Well, for one thing, I didn't mean for this to happen. And for another thing, I would never do that!
So why are you doing it now?
I'm not doing it now!
You are. Even if it is in your mind, you are still stimulating me. It's like a transparent touch. It's there, but you cant see it. You can stop it, if you will it to do so. But in the mean time, I'm just going to enjoy myself…
Grr….
This was so typical of Paul. He gave me something to run with, I ran with it, and got myself into trouble that I would eventually dig myself out of. Gracious.
I didn't want to be doing this…thing to Paul. I didn't want him thinking I wanted to. I just want things to not be going this way. I don't want my hands inside Paul's pants, rubbing his legs.
Very well done, Suze.
What do you mean?
You stopped. The stimulation. You stopped it. Very well done.
Thank you.
Now, end of lesson. I need to concentrate and you need to rest.
I do not.
Suze, please don't fight with me.
Or what?
Or, I am going to tie you to a bed and mentally stimulate you till you go mad.
Shutting up now.
Thank you. Now rest.
And I did just that. Without any thoughts of Paul, of course.
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PAUL'S POV
"Is she sleeping?" I asked Jesse.
I knew she was sleeping, but I just wanted to know.
"Yes," Jesse said. "I believe she is. She must have been having bad dreams that were keeping her awake."
Yeah. Me.
"So…" Casey paused the silence. "What's the plan, I mean, we do have a plan, right?"
I looked back at him. What did he think? That we would go in without a plan?
"Are you joking?" I asked with a laugh. "Of course we have a plan."
"When did we accomplish that?" Jesse asked, dumbfounded.
"Well, would you mind sharing?" Casey queried.
I didn't think they were so persistent. I need to look over their specs a little more thoroughly.
"I'm working on it." I mumbled.
"Slater." I heard Jesse whisper warningly.
"Rico, give me a break…" I broke off, turning around.
Behind me stood an old woman, with a sword in her hand pointing at my neck. Her hair was gray and ragged, like there hadn't been a brush through the strands in years.
Looked more like centuries to me.
"Who are you?" I spit.
"Susannah…" I heard Jesse try to rouse Suze awake.
My eyes didn't leave the old woman's. They were empty. Her eyes, I mean. And I wasn't 100 sure she was a woman either.
"Answer me." My voice was loud, biting off like thunder.
Her lips curled up at the corners, as saliva dripped from them. My nose curled up in distaste.
"Answer me," I said once more, the patience in me drying up by the waiting moment. "Now."
Why don't you ask them.
The voice wasn't clear. I wasn't sure whose voice it really was but I had an idea it was the old woman's. It was cracked and laced with anger.
Paul…
That was Suze. And then I looked behind the old woman. My mouth dropped wide open as I counted more than thirty drooling werewolves, crawling from trees and down the street.
(P&P: Well, I hope you liked this chapter. I had lots of fun writing it, even though I have a stupid cold and aunty flow is in town (all you girls should know what I'm talking about). Sorry its been so long since I have updated. We have had internet problems and I've had problems with getting onto the internet to update. So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, a full ten pages too. Yay! Please review. Thank you!)