It was a great day for Dee. She escaped Dennis' room. Finally earned some respect from the gang. A preciously rare reward, doled out so infrequently and in such small doses it seemed like a dream it happened at all. Yet it always made her giddy with joy when it did happen. She was going to coast on this feeling for weeks, maybe months. If she was lucky, she'd get two more major instances this year. Two more good days with the gang.
Dennis was lookng at her strangely. There was a proud, impressed, loving expression there, which was rare enough but after their steak celebration, Dennis' expression.. changed. It was...charged. Intense. Like he was the predator and she was the prey. But also somehow almost...worshipful.
"Ok gang, you can call it a night." Dennis announced suddenly. His face a mask again.
"R-really? I thought we could grab a few drinks or-"Charlie said.
"No. Dee is injured Charlie. She should rest." Dennis said, it was oddly gentle.
"We could stay here right? That would be pretty cool. Right Dennis?" Mac said. Vulnerable. He was looking for validation.
Not all that different from Dee.
Dennis steps closer to Mac. Again his expression was caring, loving. Dee liked it.
"Mac. Mac. That's very thoughtful, I do appreciate that. However Dee needs her rest." Dennis said. He put his hand on his shoulder and Mac was clearly mollified.
"No. It's fine they can stay for a while." Dee said. Dennis stiffined. Dee worried he was angry, that the great day was coming undone by her own carelessness.
"Oh Dee. Sweet Dee. That's admirable, but I can tell you you are tired. You will have to be here for a little while yet. The gang can come back in the morning." Dennis said.
"But Diandra said-" Frank started.
"You need rest too. I've got a scheme in mind for tommorow and you will have too visit Dee morning and night. It will be a full day." Dennis said. His tone was gentle, but firm.
"Alright, then I guess we should go." Charlie said.
"I suppose. Are you coming Dennis?" Mac asked.
"No. Not yet. I want to spend a bit more time with Dee." Dennis said.
"But you said-" Charlie asked.
"I know what I said Charlie. You don't have to remind me of what I said." Dennis said. Steel was in his voice for the first time in this conversation. Dee suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.
"He wants to be alone with her Charlie. We should go." Mac said as if he understood. Dee wished she understood.
"Ok. See ya Dennis. Dee." Charlie said and they filed out. Mac was the last to leave, and it was with reluctance.
"What's up Dennis?" Dee said.
Dennis stepped closer to her, stared at her with that intense look.
"You solved my room. You escaped." Dennis said. He swallowed and licked his lips. His hands were clenched at his side.
Dee noticed he was rock hard.
"Yes. I did." Dee said. Her throat felt dry.
"That makes you a very special, very clever girl." Dennis said.
"Um...thanks. I mean it was pretty smart of me. Wasn't it?" Dee said, she was smiling like she was confident, but she needed validation. She prayed that Dennis wasn't setting up for a rug pull.
Though the erection said otherwise. Was Dennis going to fuck her?
"It was god damn brilliant." Dennis said. His voice was uncannily passionate.
"You mean it?" Dee asked.
"Of course."
Dee took a minute to process this. Dennis was aroused and complimenting her. None of it felt real.
"So...why did you stay." Dee askd.
"Because, you've proven you are worthy." Dennis said and his eyes scrutinized her, looking her up and down.
"Worthy?" Dee said.
"Of being my lover. You were the only woman who could do it." Dennis said. Dee felt like her heart just stopped. Like she had a heart attack, again.
"Your what?" Dee said.
"You heard me. No playing dumb. Not now. We've both known a long time where this was headed." Denis said. .
"Headed?" Dee repeated dumbly.
"You and me Dee. Together. We were born together. It's only natural that we should-"
"Fuck? You think it's natural for us to fuck?" Dee asked.
"Something like that." Dennis said. He was smirking. It was kinda hot.
"You are deranged and absolutely sick." Dee was numb.
"Am I?"
"Yes."
Dennis leaned over and kissed her. It was the best kiss she ever had. An electrictity she'd never quite felt. Everything else was shallow satisfaction at best. Empty calories. This was a revelation.
"Wow. Well, that didn't make you any less of a sick bastard." Dee said. She said the words but she didn't feel like it was sick at all.
Except maybe in a good way.
"Shut up Dee." Dennis said. He looked at her, craving her, needing her.
"Unfortunately I can't exactly do whatever you want me to do to get you off. So I guess you will have to deal with your blue balls yourself. " Dee said.
"Dee, you don't have to worry about me tonight. I'll take care of you." Dennis said.
"What do you-" Dee said. Before Dee even could fully process what was happening Dennis was in between her legs. He tore her panties off with his teeth. His tongue was on her clit and she was suddenly so hot. Burning up. God, he was good at this. Who would've thought Dennis would be so good at this?
Before she knew it she was cumming. Normally she'd be screaming but this was just fucked up (and dangerous) enough she bit her lip instead. Bit her lip hard enough she tasted copper. Blood. Oddly that turned her on even more.
Dennis got up, wiped his mouth and gave her a pat on the knee.
"Sleep well Dee. I'll be back." Dennis said. He left her.
Dee was shaking. She was afraid, not of Dennis, not of the incest, not of being found out. Not exactly.
She liked it. She wanted more.