Chapter 25

It's only been four years since I last updated … no big deal right? Ha! But seriously, I am sorry about that. To be fair, I began this fic at a very tumultuous time in my life. I was still a little baby and was dealing with a lot of emotional issues … this fic became a way for me to gain confidence in myself while expressing my personal fears. Kind of lame huh? But it did work. I recently began writing again and thought to myself, remember when you secretly wrote that Rocky fic? I, of course, had to go back and check on this monstrosity and was shocked to see that people were still reading this in the hopes I would continue. I briefly thought about the times I've accidentally read an uncompleted fic and cringed as I realized I was making people feel as disappointed as I had in the same situation. I decided then and there I was going to finish this. After about 3 hours of unsuccessfully trying to log into this account (I was clearly very worried my friends would somehow find this fic) I was about to give up. Luckily I input the correct password at that moment. I took the time to reread what I had written (and edit it just a tiny bit, but I'll post those later) and holy shit it was like reconnecting with my past. I realized how much of my old, insecure self I poured into this pet project. It's going to be weird picking this back up. My views have altered so much. Hell, my writing style has altered so much (the amount of passive voice I used is disgusting).

I hope people are still interested enough to push through the changes. I'll try my hardest to stick to the original characterization, but forgive me if I do not succeed.

I would, from the very deepest depths of my cold heart, like to thank all those who read, followed, and reviewed this disaster. It gave a depressed, confused girl a smile when she thought she would never be happy with herself.

As always, all comments are welcomed and appreciated! If I can even touch on person with this dinosaur I'll be content.

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Sophie hummed as she opened the crock pot, luxuriating in the rich scent of the roast. The potatoes were almost done, the salad was tossed, and her chocolate cheese caked chilled in the refrigerator. She was proud of herself. She felt competent, useful, and for the briefest of moments successful. Sophie had begun to realize how exhausting it was to constantly be down on herself. Her negative thoughts and attitude, her self-deprecating comments, hesitant statements and actions that were rethought to the point of absurdity – all of it acted as an increasing weight upon her person. Some days she felt as if she were swimming through a viscous sea of depression, felt herself drowning in her own mind as she gasped for air. Sophie had clung onto the residents of the Frankenstein Castle like a sailor clings to a life boat upon finding themselves overboard. But that wasn't right, was it. She couldn't rely on other people to make her feel better about herself. It didn't work like that. She had to accept herself, gain confidence in her person and love who she was. Other people couldn't do that for her.

Sophie turned off the stove, removing the pot of potatoes to the sink where she drained the water. She poured in a generous amount of milk and scooped in an equally generous amount of butter. Her thoughts returned to her previous musings as she mashed. I'm determined to be more confident in myself! Everyday I'll try to appreciate something about myself, be less apologetic, stop making excuses and baiting others to compliment me! I can do this! Look at how good you're doing right now Soph! You've made a delicious meal and contributed to some great conversations. And after dinner you'll make sure to end everyone's day with pleasure! She blushed at her own thoughts. Okay maybe not that kind of pleasure but pleasure nonetheless.

Sophie scooped the mashed potatoes into a glass bowl and began to set the table for dinner. She organized the food in an appealing way, set out the dishes and cutlery, poured wine for each of the members, and finished the scene by lighting some candles. She looked over the sight and gave a small smile. Perfect! Turning, she made her way back to the living room where she hoped to find all the members of the house. Sophie knocked on the door and let herself in, smiling again as she found everyone present and engaged in conversation.

"Hey Soph what's up?" Columbia asked, enthused.

Sophie giggled at her energy, "Dinner is prepared if everyone is ready."

"Neat-o! Thanks Sophie!" Columbia cried, rushing out of the room toward the inviting smell of roast beef.

"Yez, thank you Sophie," Magenta stated, placing her hand on the girl's shoulder and giving her a rare smile before exiting the room.

Riff Raff quickly followed his sister, nodding to Sophie as he too exited. All that was left was Frank-n-Furter. He remained seated for a moment, grinning at the woman in front of him. Sophie, although nervous, was determined to keep eye contact with the master of the house. She was not going to back down, she would become the person she wanted to be.

"Well my dear, I can hardly wait to sink my teeth into your creation," Frank flirted, licking his lips to emphasize his point.

The innuendo was lost on Sophie. "I really hope you like it! I tried my best, I mean I know my best isn't –" She suddenly stopped, catching herself falling into negative behaviour. "No, let me rephrase that. I did my best and I know I did a good job! I can't wait to see how much you enjoy the food!"

Frank-n-Furter was impressed. He really loved how innocent and shy Sophie was but her constant need for approval and self doubt grated on the charismatic man. This new – no, not new – this real Sophie, the Sophie cocooned in the walls of self-doubt who was slowly but surely emerging into a magnificent butterfly, was much more interesting. Frank-n-Furter decided, in that moment, that he would take Sophie tonight. He wanted to be a part of her final push into self discovery.

Sophie, completely unaware of the internal monologue taking place, walked towards Frank and offered him her hands. She was somewhat disarmed by his territorial smile and giggled to diffuse the suddenly serious atmosphere. Frank-n-Furter instantly joined in her laughing, adding his deep, throaty voice to her feminine cadence. He reached for her hands and, with a fast turn of his wrists, pulled Sophie down on top of him.

"Eeek!" She cried, finding herself sprawled on the man's lap. Her face grew red as she realized their noses were practically touching. "Yes Mr. Furter?"

"Oh don't mind me darling. I just thought I'd rather have my dessert first," Frank purred, instantly pressing his lips against hers.

He set the pace of the kiss, moving slowly and sensually, teasing her mouth open, biting softly on her lower lip. He placed one hand on her lower back, pressing her small frame to his own. The other hand found its way into her dress, slipping under her bra to cup one of her breasts. Let's see how this Sophie reacts. He continued his ministrations with barely concealed anticipation, hoping his boldness would encourage her own. He was not disappointed. Sophie slowly wound her arms around his neck, entwining her fingers in his lush hair. He grunted in approval as she tugged at his strands, welcoming the intermingled pain and pleasure. Her hips began to move in time with the kiss, teasing his member to attention. Good. He decided to give her a taste of the night he had in store for her, bucking his hips to meet her movements. He gratefully swallowed her gasp and increased the intensity of the situation. Frank-n-Furter became rougher, moving his hand up her back to the base of her neck and tilting her head back to deepen the kiss. He pinched and teased her nipples, taking the time to move between each breast, he wanted them to bruise. Sophie clearly was not going to back down. He grinned into her mouth as she pulled his hair and lowered one of her hands to his chest, tentatively teasing his nipple into a red peak. He ground his pulsing erection against her hidden core, wanting her to scream with need. But Sophie was still somehow too reserved for that. She let out breathy sighs as she felt something build inside her.

Frank knew he had to stop if he didn't want to ruin the surprise. He slowed his movements, returning to languid kisses, occasionally bringing his hips up to meet hers. He pecked her once, twice, on her open mouth and took in the splendid sight before him. Sophie's eyes were heavily lidded and seemed rather unfocused. Her lips were swollen from the kiss and he could already see a small bruise forming on the bottom lip. Her cheeks were a crimson flame, the blush extending down her neck and dusting the tops of her breasts. Speaking of her breasts, Frank-n-Furter thought, he was further aroused at the sight of them half uncovered. Her reddened nipples peaked out from a lacy white bra, evoking the image of tarnished purity.

"Forgive my indulgence, I simply could not resist," Frank almost moaned, still recovering.

"Th-that's alright Mr. Furter," Sophie replied, slowly fixing her dress while still atop him.

"It – er – might prove easier for me if you were to kindly remove yourself from my lap," Frank pointed to his very obvious erection as if to punctuate the statement.

"Of course!" Sophie hastily stood, turning to give him some privacy.

Frank-n-Furter almost laughed at her shyness. She had just been riding him and now she shielded her gaze from his arousal. Adorable. Frank closed his eyes and willed his body to calm itself, quickly regaining his composure. He stood up and approached the woman, her back still turned.

"Thank you Sophie dear, now let us enjoy the meal," He whispered into her ear, unable to resist the temptation to snake his tongue out, licking the appendage. He smirked as he watched her shoulders briefly tense.

"Yes sir, I know it will be delicious," She replied, turning to grace him with a wide smile. She skipped to the door and held it open for him, leading him to the dining room.

They saw, upon entering the room, that the other members hadn't bothered to wait for them. All three of them were almost halfway done the meal and looked towards the two as if to say you took so fucking long we decided why let the food get cold.

"No fair Soph! Here we are ready to compliment the chef and instead we have to eat knowing you have Frankie all to yourself. I bet your meal was better," Columbia winked.

"Oh it was excellent but I'm sure Sophie's meal is a close second," Frank supplied, seating himself at the head of the table.

Sophie smiled at the compliment, slightly embarrassed that everyone knew – or assumed they knew – what had occurred in the other room. Really though, she thought as she sat herself at the table, everyone tended to know everyone else's sexual escapades as, or soon after, they occurred. Sophie pushed all thoughts about what had just occurred from her mind and began to eat. The conversation quickly returned to a previous point of discussion, Frank and Sophie providing their opinion on the subject.

No one noticed the sullen figure to the left of Magenta. Possibly no one noticed because this behaviour was not at all out of the ordinary for the man. Nonetheless, Riff Raff sat in silence, his thoughts consuming him. He knew Frank-n-Furter had a claim on Sophie, knew she was attracted to the man, to what he could offer her. He had accepted that Frank would take her to a world she had yet to fully experience, would become her sexual awakening so to speak. He just hadn't believed it would be so soon. Riff Raff had looked directly at his master as they entered the dining area and was disturbed by the expression on the man's face. Frank-n-Furter wore a self-assured smirk – not exactly out of the ordinary – that was coupled with steely eyes and a certain air of finality – definitely out of the ordinary. Riff Raff instantly knew that his master had decided tonight was the night. He knew there was nothing he could do except watch his friend succumb to the man as so many others had. He only hoped that his master would not grow tired of her after his "conquest." If Eddy was any indication towards the treatment one would receive after losing the interest of the doctor … he shuddered, stopping himself from following through with the thought. Thankfully, he was interrupted by the very object of his ponderings.

"Thank you all for your kind words regarding my meal! I'll grab the dessert and clean up while you finish!" Sophie cleared the table and brought out her cake, returning to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Vhat ver you two up to earlier mazter?" Magenta inquired, taking a bite of the cake and moaning at its richness.

"Just a bit of foreplay before the main event if you catch my drift."

"Shucks, so you mean? Tonight is the night eh?" Columbia inserted, having devoured her slice.

"Yes Columbia, how astute of you." Frank-n-Furter rolled his eyes, returning to his cake.

A silence descended over the room and a crackling could be felt in the air. The tension built as Frank's intentions were made clear to all but Sophie. Riff Raff was tempted to leave the room, he felt as if he were suffocating. Sophie returned, unaware of the atmosphere, and retrieved the final dishes. She quickly washed them and began to enact the final phase of her plan.

"Okay now that supper is over I believe a bath and massage are in order! Who wants to go first?" Sophie stated, looking expectantly at the people before her.

"I'll go last dear," Frank stated, "You will find me in my room, ta ta." And with that the man sashayed out of the room.

"Well why don't we go first Genta?" Columbia volunteered, jumping to stand beside Sophie.

"Alright," the other woman consented, leading the women out of the door.

Riff Raff sat stiffly at the table. What would tonight bring?