Just as a warning beforehand- In a previous chapter I had accidentally described Grii's eyes as being dark blue when in fact they were really bright blue eyes. Oops. I'll fix that mistake later after I'm done with this story. Which probably won't be any time soon.

Herokii

In a fit of rage I slammed the door to my apartment hard, the sound from the force could be heard reverberating down the hallway. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I was an emotional reck all because I trusted someone- a complete stranger who said they loved me, and I believed the lie so easily. Was I really that desperate? Did I really wanted to be loved that badly? My back to the door, I slid down to the floor, bringing my knees to my chest so I could rest my head against them. I cried, and I cried a lot- I could actually feel the tears as they soaked through my dress pants. Without even thinking, I nearly ripped off my vest and shirt before stomping into my room for a quick change. I planned to return the clothes since I couldn't bring myself to work at a place where the manager happened to be the one who broke my heart.

When I entered, Satan woke up and stood on the bed, his tail wagging, completely oblivious to what just happened. I slid the closet door open and browsed through my shirts. I chose a light blue shirt- almost sky blue- that had a sad emoticon on it. Why not show the whole entire world how I felt? It's not like anyone would care. Swinging open the drawer on my nightstand to pick out a pair of jeans; I found that it was empty. That's when I remembered I had very few to begin with and I had packed them all for the cruise. As I put on the shirt I headed out into the living room- I could hear Satan jumping off the bed and following close behind me.

I quickly unzipped the luggage and dug through it, pulling out an unused pair of pants. One of the presents that Grii gave me, the one he gave me just before we parted, tumbled out with it. Satan growled, jumping up onto the couch and started chewing on it. "No." I used a stern voice on him and he stopped but not before giving the present a few shakes of his head and another growl. He dropped the present where it had fallen out of the bag and I picked it up. For a few minutes, I stared at it in silence. "He was right, Satan. Soul cheated on me." I wasn't sure if I was angry at Grii for being right or what but I ripped open the small present. There was a small amethyst pendant on a gold chain resting on a bed of soft cotton with a note inside. No, not a note. After pulling it out for a closer look I found that it was just a slip of paper with a phone number. Most likely the poet's. "He could care less if I dated another guy then." Satan whimpered, as if he knew what was going to happen.

Without hesitation, I slid on the necklace and changed my pants before making a beeline towards my home phone. I flipped it off the stand and quickly dialed the number I had in my hand. There were a few rings but after the third one, there was clicking sound. "Hello?" It was Grii. I was silent for a few minutes, I was not sure what to say. You were right and I was an idiot? Please come over and cheer me up? I'll give you a chance? I really didn't like any of them but the guy obviously liked me and, after what happened between me and Soul, he seemed like the better option. "Hello?" He repeated.

"You were right…"

There was silence on the other end. I wasn't sure if he was trying to recognize my voice or if he knew who it was and what I just said was sinking in. "Herokii," He started. "Are you okay?"

"No! I'm not you idiot!" Ouch. That slipped out a little too fast. I really didn't mean to say that one. And I was all too sure that I just lost what little chance I had with him.

"Do you need me to come over?" It's as if he didn't even hear me insult him. He really was persistent on going out with me. Lucky me.

"…Yes."

"Address?" He asked me. I didn't feel like talking anymore. I really didn't. And the guy was smart. I was pretty sure he got Beryl's phone number so he could call her for directions. I hung up on him. I was too upset to actually talk anyways. And tired. I was very, very tired.

Picking up Satan, I made my way back to the room and, with the flip of the switch, turned on the fan to it's highest setting. The dog was already shivering in my arms when I got to the bed so I continued to hold him as I slid in and pulled the covers up to my shoulders. The puppy stuck his little black nose out from under the covers to get some air and he relaxed against my stomach as I laid on my side, cuddling him. I know he doesn't like Grii but, maybe Grii wasn't lying when he said that Satan got used to him. Maybe. In truth, I wasn't all too sure who to believe anymore. The only one I could actually trust was Satan, but he was a dog, and not an actual person. He couldn't really talk to me. We could never have an actual conversation between us. Most often I feel like I'm talking to myself even though I'd be directing everything I say at him.

I rolled over onto my back, releasing the dog from my hold, and stared up at the ceiling. I thought today would be a good day- I'd return from the cruise, work for Soul for the first time, make him proud, maybe even love on each other again. But that was too much to ask for. Now that I actually had the time to think, I realized that… maybe… we jumped into a relationship too soon. We had only just met, and even had sex. It felt good, there was no use denying it, but… it was just too soon for that. And it was too late to go back. The urge to close my eyes and wish this whole nightmare away grew stronger and I turned to my side, my back now to the dog. I cried silently, except for a few sniffles, then closed my eyes and let my sleep take hold.

There was a knock on the door and I woke with a start. The sudden movement waking up the husky lying next to me. I paused for a few seconds, not really knowing how long I had been asleep. I was pretty thirsty and still a bit groggy- a sign that I was not fully awake yet. The knock resounded again and I scrambled out of the covers, nearly sending Satan flying out of the bed. I dashed to the door and latched onto the door handle. For a few seconds I was hesitant to open it. I mean, I technically invited Grii over but I still had doubts. So I just pushed those doubts away for the moment. He was better company than Soul would be. I opened the door to be greeted by the same piercing bright blue eyes I had left back on the cruise ship.

"Hey." He said quietly. He probably figured I was still upset about what happened earlier with Soul, and I was. Without saying anything I stepped aside and let him in, closing and locking the door behind him. Even in the daytime it was dangerous to leave your door unlocked for too long. Grii looked around the kitchen and living room that were attached together curiously before turning back to me. "Listen, I'm sorry for what happened." He said. I stared at him, not knowing what to say. "And I'm sorry for being so rude to you that night on the boat. I was out of line. Please forgive me."

I thought for a second. He apologized for what he said about Soul and how he treated me, and in my own room on the ship none the less. I wanted to say 'get out' and 'I'll never forgive you' but I knew the truth. Well, he knew the truth. Somehow. I'm not sure how he knew that was going to happen. Maybe he really did know Soul. Probably knew each other when they were little. "You don't need to be forgiven." He looked shocked for a few seconds and his expression changed to that of hurt. "Because you were right." I was biting my tongue this time. I didn't like him, or at least I didn't like him before… but… I really needed to stop fighting myself over this. He IS a better option.

He smiled at me. A small one, but it shown in his eyes. "That's a relief. I really thought you were going to hate me forever because of the way you had been treating me during the cruise." The tables had turned and it was my turn- I stared down at my bare feet in guilt. I screwed up on the ship and now I just felt terrible- especially after he just pointed that out. I could feel him staring at me, even though I couldn't see him with my head down the way it was. "Listen." He started. "I know it's hard to get used to someone new- especially when they're hitting on you shamelessly." He admitted it and gave a small laugh. "And I know you have been through a lot this past week. I feel as if a lot of your pain came from what I had done on the cruise." Before I could even open my mouth he continued. "-and I know you don't need an apology. But… I feel as if I should make it up to you somehow. Truthfully, I don't know how to cheer people up. I've never really had to- not for my whole life. Until now."

I looked up at him. He was looking at me, he really looked unsure of himself. He really didn't know how to cheer me up. But then his eyes brightened up and he smiled at me. There was no time to wonder what just happened before I found him kneeling over me as I was on the ground being tickled without mercy. I don't know how he did it. It's like he knew where exactly I was the most sensitive and tickled me there. I couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably. And I definitely couldn't help blushing. It was such a strange sensation- an enjoyable but annoying one. Not something I expected him to do to me either. And then he laughed. It was a really warm sound. I don't know how I ever thought that this guy could be bad for me. He was tickling me so much I felt tears beginning to weld in my eyes- tears of fun and happiness and not any of that sad feeling I had earlier today. Then Satan had to jump in, demanding attention instead of me. Grii complied, allowing me to finally breath from that surprise tickle attack.

Calling him definitely wasn't a bad idea.

I wiped the tears away and sat up, watching him play around with Satan who was now happy to be around him. That's when I realized that Satan only acted against him because I was uncomfortable. All I had to do was relax around Grii and the dog would do the same. I brought my knees up and wrapped my arms around them, resting my chin and watched the scene before me. The puppy was really happy now. Excited even. I couldn't help but smile at the sight. Grii noticed this and stopped playing with Satan, much to the dogs disappointment. Grii smiled back at me.

"Feel better?" He asked me. I nodded slightly- I was still a bit upset and a little on edge after seeing Soul break his promise. "You know…" He now sat back and looked at me. "I think I know what to do now. I mean, you seem to be amused by simple things." I blinked at him. What was he getting at? I waited for him to continue but he didn't. I guess he was just pointing it out.

So, I decided to spill the beans. "I saw it." He looked at me like he was about to ask what I meant so I looked down at my feet again, all too sure that my voice would be too muffled by my jeans for him to hear. "I actually saw him with another guy… doing it." I didn't bother looking up at Grii to see his reaction. I could only guess the look on his face. Which I was sure was a mixture of pity and hurt. I didn't even notice that he had come closer until I felt him wrap his arms around me in a loose hug. It wasn't very comforting. In fact, I never really liked hugs for some reason. They just always felt weird. But I didn't complain and let him continue. I could feel his breath on my ear as he held me as best he could in my position.

"Sorry. I know hugs aren't much of a help but I always found them comforting when I was in pain." He said, his breath tickling my ear as he spoke. "Would you like to talk some more about it?" He stood, bringing me up with him. He was still holding on to me and his arms were now wrapped tightly around my waist, pressing me against him. The last time we were together like this was in the pool and I felt beyond uncomfortable because of many reasons. But this time, we were both dry and he was actually trying to make me feel better. And I did. He felt so warm compared to what he felt like in that cold water on the cruise. I closed my eyes and leaned against his chest. Just listening to his heart beat. It reminded me so much of- I snapped my eyes open before I could finish that thought. I never wanted to think of that man- no- that demon ever again. "Are you okay?" He asked, brushing his hand through my hair, making my neck all tingly with goosebumps, the hair on the back of my neck standing on end. I blushed.

And then I felt it. That same feeling I had when Soul had made a move on me. A kind of nervous feeling. But also kind of exciting. I had regretted ever jumping straight into a relationship starting with sex and I was afraid that I was going to make the same mistake again. As if he could sense it, Grii pulled me closer to him. As if he wanted what I did. The idea of having sex with another man so soon after the shock of being betrayed by my last lover, if I could even call him that, would have probably appalled me earlier. But… now I wasn't so sure. I wanted it. But at the same time I didn't.

"I want it too." It was as if he could read my thoughts. I stared up in shock at him. He laughed, "What's with that face?" Pretty sure that I was blushing madly, I bit my bottom lip and glared at him, the first time since I left that boat. It only made him laugh harder. "It's easy to guess what's going on in that head of yours." He messed up my hair and smiled down at me. I could feel the blush spreading to my ears. "You really are cute." He kissed me lightly on the forehead before wrapping his arm back around me. "So, can we? I won't without your permission."

I thought for another few moments. I could be making a mistake but we obviously both wanted the same thing. I opened my mouth to say yes but before I said anything I closed my mouth again and to thinking again. This was a very tough choice for me, maybe not for other people, but definitely for me. If I made the wrong one I could possibly screw up what little chance of a happy future I could have. We both want it… I thought. "We can." He gave me another smile. I looked past Grii to Satan on the floor. He was now sitting upright, his ears up in alert and his head tilted to the side in curiosity. I felt Grii turn enough so he could see what I was staring at.

"I think it would be best if we don't let the dog in while we're having our little fun." He stated simply as he turned back around. He brushed some of my long bangs out of my face and tucked them behind my ear. "Where's your room?" Without speaking I wiggled out of his arms and took his wrist to lead him to my room. I skirted around the puppy who was still sitting in the middle of the floor as I walked towards the door. When I got into the room, Grii closed the door lightly but tight enough to make sure that the dog wouldn't be able to open it with a simple push. "I personally don't like the idea of anyone watching us have sex, even if it's just an animal. Besides, it's just a puppy, isn't it?" He turned around and picked me up by the waist with ease and plopped me on the bed. I bounced on it a couple of times before the springs settled but I started bouncing again when Grii plopped down beside me. He seemed to be more open now that he knew I didn't hate him.

My heart was pounding and I stared up at the ceiling. A few times I glanced at Grii to see what he was doing. He had already sat up on the edge of the bed and had taken off his black turtleneck sweater. I wondered for a moment why he would wear that as it was actually quite warm outside but I guess even poets have to keep up with their images. His skin was only just slightly darker than mine but was probably in stark contrast to Souls dark skin. I mentally slapped myself for that thought as I started to sit up but Grii had turned around and pinned me down to the bed. He trailed kisses from my exposed collarbone up my neck to my ear. He exhaled, his breath tickling my ear again. He cupped the other side of my face as he nibbled on my earlobe. It was another strange sensation for me, but I couldn't deny that it felt good in some way or other.

He shifted above me and stopped messing with my ear, sitting up a bit so he could slide his hands under my shirt. The pads of his fingers brushed against my already sensitive skin, leaving goosebumps everywhere he touched. As his hands got further up, my light blue shirt went with them. I gasped as he teased one of my nipples with his fingers, pinching and squeezing lightly. Without withdrawing his hands from under my shirt he clutched the blue fabric from the inside and pulled it over my head, forcing my arms up and exposing my chest. He dove down and lapped at the swollen bud, sucking and nipping. I gasped and arched my back into his touch. I could feel him smirk at my eagerness. I tried to remove the shirt completely but it had gotten stuck behind my head and I couldn't get it lose without getting up. Grii saw my distress and helped me get it off.

As soon as the shirt was gone I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Without hesitation, I let him take over my mouth. His tongue slid in and brushed against mine. As the kiss got deeper, I got a little needy and arched my back, brushing our erections together and sending a small amount of pleasure through my abdomen. The poet chuckled into the kiss before breaking it, both of us gasping for air. "You really want it that bad, don't you?" He asked pecking me on the lips with his own.

He sat up again and this time proceeded to undue my jeans. As he did that, I went ahead and tried to do the same for his black pants. I could feel my lower regions being exposed but I was so busy concentrating that I barely even felt the cold air rush over me. It didn't stop me from shuddering visibly though. Grii kicked his shoes off and moved off me before I could finish unbuttoning his pants and stood so he could remove them himself. I blushed madly when I saw how large he was. I wasn't even sure if he'd be able to fit it into me. I visibly shuddered at the possibility of him succeeding and how much possible pleasure that could come with it. He saw my reaction and gave me another small smile. He got back on my bed and knelt over me, his hands sliding down my waist and lower. His hands stopped about mid-thigh and he leaned over me, his breath caressing my sensitive tip. I felt his mouth take me whole. His tongue was rough as it slid down the underside of my length and I felt the intense pleasure; closing my eyes to enjoy the feeling. I could feel him moving up and down; my body feeling hot, lights dancing behind my eyelids.

When the pleasure stopped I opened my eyes and watched the poet as he removed the rest of my pants. I sat up a bit, using the support of my elbows digging into the soft fabric of the bed. Now the only thing I was left wearing was the necklace he gave me that I opened earlier. When he looked up after he was done he noticed it and he pushed me back down onto the bed yet again, capturing my mouth for another round of tongue-twisting. His erection brushed against mine and it sent another jolt of pleasure through my body.

Breaking the kiss again, he moved just a bit, readying himself. "Wait- aren't you going to prepare me first?" He huffed at me in annoyance. I had never seen that face he made before- he was always so calm around me. It was kind of strange. He didn't say anything though and went ahead and readied me. He slid his thin fingers into me, two of them at the same time. It didn't feel as bad as my last time, all though he started with more than one finger. He placed his hand on my hip and held me down, making sure that I couldn't move them. Grii scissored his fingers, opening me wider, before adding another finger and thrusting them deep into me. I cried out in pain, causing him to flinch. "Sorry. I'll try to be more gentle." He apologized as he slid them out and thrust them in again, this time lighter. That's when he hit it- that little pleasure spot that made me cry out in surprise.

My eyes shut tightly, as both pain and pleasure shook me. Then he removed his fingers, leaving me feel empty inside. I whimpered as I partially opened my eyes. I didn't like that he did that but then my eyes widened when I realize he only did that so he could take the next step. He slid his whole length into me, stretching me to a painful point. The poet's face seemed strained but in pleasure. There was a faint blush on his cheeks as he continued filling me. When he got to the base, he stopped so I could adjust to his size. Every breath I took was pained. I was starting to think that there was going to be nothing more pleasurable about this- except maybe for him. As he slowly slid out of me, I panicked, my heart pounding against me chest.

But then he slammed back into me.

And hit that same spot of mine. Dead on.

I cried out in pleasure and pain, tears welling up in my eyes but not yet ready to trail down my face yet. He withdrew and slammed into me again, several times, hitting that same spot dead on, over and over. I could feel my muscles tighten around him, adding more pain to the movement that was quickly washed over by pleasure whenever he hit my pleasure point. We were both panting. Our bodies were already slick with sweat but it made it easier for him to slide against me, his skin touching mine, sending even more flames to pool at my groin. He wrapped his hand around my penis and slid his hand up and down to the movement of his hips. It was too much for me and as I writhed beneath him, my hands clutched at his back for support. I felt like I was falling into a deep abyss as I felt myself come to the peak of my pleasure, releasing myself all over us. A few more thrusts and I could feel a hot liquid fill me as he came to his release as well.

We were both out of breath and blushing. I was pretty sure I was blushing harder than him though. He withdrew from me for the last time. He kissed me on the lips and looked up at the alarm clock next to my bed. Sighing he said, "I got to get going." I was a little disappointed to hear that, especially after what we just did, but I understood that he probably had other things to do. He started to get dressed as I sat up. I was a little sore. When he got finished dressing he gave me a peck on the cheek and one last smile. "See you later." He said. I watched as he left my room and listened to his footsteps as he went through my living room and kitchen. The apartment door opened and closed lightly. I felt much better than I did before he got here. Though- something felt a bit off.

Satan walked through the now open bedroom door and made his way up to my bed, confused. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash off all the sperm on my stomach. When I was done I slipped into the same clothes I was wearing, pulling my necklace out from under the shirt after putting the fabric on. With a single stretch I jumped back into bed, next to my puppy, getting ready to goof off with him.

That's when I heard another knock on my door.

TBC…

There we go. Nearly a whole year has passed and I finally got down to business with the next chapter. Clearly I have a really bad problem with writers block. Not my cup of tea. Anyways, the original idea, and I will tell you this because I think you ought to know- was that Soul was going to apologize and convince Herokii that he was sorry and they would have 'make-up sex' but decided against it. In fact, I changed a couple of things in this story, but only because I couldn't remember exactly what I wanted to do for it. You see, there was an accident. No lies.

And it involved a glass of milk, notes written in non-permanent ink, and two cats.

Now I need to go to bed. Please review guys! Any reviews, so long as they aren't any flaming comments, will make me happy! Critiquing is acceptable too- so long as you offer a solution to any problems that you point out, that doesn't go against the character's personalities (as I'm nearly half way done with this story already and would be pointless to change them now).

Oh- another quick note: Herokii is very stupid so he won't notice things that normal people would notice. He's completely oblivious to details like that.