Blurry

Marcus woke up next to Josie, she was still sleeping soundly, it was early but he knew he was wide awake. So much to do, he thought, he gathered his clothes and things quietly and gave Josie a kiss on the forehead before heading out. It was early, the sun was only barely up. He got to his dorm and quietly snuck into his room, sure Eric was an ass but Marcus was fucking his girlfriend so he figured he'd at least try not to wake him. Emily was wrapped up in Eric's arms, Marcus moved quietly and went to the showers letting the hot water cascade over him, a moment later the curtain opened and Emily stepped in, she was naked, pulsing with desire.

"Couldn't sleep?"

"Please," she scoffed, "next to that?"

He grabbed her and pushed her face first against the wall lining himself up.

"Ruin me," she growled.

He sank into her, holding her arms behind her back as he fucked her against the tile wall. He gave it to her hard, his lips devouring her skin, his hands clenched tight on her, his cock driving deep.

"God," she moaned, "why can I only cum with you?"

"Because you're mine," he said roughly grabbing one of her perfect tits.

"I am yours, fuck, you can use me however, whenever."

"I already do that slut," he groaned.

"Hows things with Emily man?" came a voice.

Emily tensed, Marcus cupped her mouth and fucked her harder.

"She's such a pain in the ass," said Eric, "always wants to be meeting new people, she's my girlfriend, who else does she need?"

"Sounds kinda controlling," said the other voice, "I get it, she's fucking hot but you hold on too tight you're gonna lose her."

Emily came, her eyes rolled back, she whimpered through his hand as her pussy milked him.

"She keeps asking about my roommate," said Eric, "bad enough she's bad in bed but now I've gotta keep her away from him too."

"That I get," said the other voice, "that Marcus guy has a reputation, he's got a fucking harem going, but I find it hard to believe Emily is a bad lay, she's so fucking hot."

She drove herself back onto him, she was trying to get off again and he was going to let her.

"Fuck off," said Eric, "that's my girlfriend, virgin like you wouldn't understand."

"Maybe," said the voice, "but I'd eat that everyday and twice on Sundays if she was mine."

Emily came again, writhing in his arms as he held her mouth closed, "on your knees," he growled in her ear, "get me off with your tits."

"It's so bad I've been going to the gloryhole," said Eric, "might try to hire a slut."

"You're a fucking pig man," said the other voice, "she deserves better than you."

"Fuck you," said Eric, "and stay the fuck away from Emily."

Her tits felt amazing wrapped around him, she worked him like a woman possessed.

"Maybe I'll actually show her a good time," said the voice, "while you fuck a hole in the wall."

One set of footsteps left and Marcus grabbed her fucking her wet tits until he erupted onto her chest biting his lip to muffle a groan. Emily looked down at the mess and smiled up at him blowing him a kiss. He leaned down and kissed her, her eyes went wide.

"Mpf," she managed before kissing him back.

He finally pulled away and helped her to her feet.

"You kissed me," she said, "I thought," she paused," aren't you just using me for sex?"

"I was," he said, "but that guy is right, you do deserve better."

"Really?" she said, "Marcus, can I join your harem?"

"I don't have a harem," he said bathing, "I have a lot of friends and I have sex with a lot of them."

"So," she said, "can we be friends?"

He smiled at her, "yeah Emily, we can definitely be friends."

***

Josie sat in the cafeteria, Marcus had spent the night but he was gone in the morning. There was also Tabitha's abrupt change of heart regarding her, she had to be honest with Marcus, keeping things, her feelings, to herself had driven him away and she wouldn't make that mistake again. He entered the cafeteria, god he was handsome.

"Marcus!" she said giving a wave.

He nodded and walked over giving her a kiss as he took a seat with her.

"Hey Jos, how are you?"

"Great," she said, "last night was incredible, but I wanted to talk to you."

"Sure, everything ok?"

"Well," she tried to collect her thoughts, "I'm not sure, that night, when Tabitha stopped me, she told me to stay away from you, she wanted to help you break the curse."

"Yeah," he said, "but breaking the curse, it would kill my mom."

"Oh," said Josie, she knew about the curse, she also knew he hadn't made it but everything else had been kept from her, "after she found that out I guess, she told me to spend time with you, that you needed to stay away from Anastasia."

Marcus sat, he didn't respond, he didn't emote. Had she overstepped? She shouldn't have mentioned the blonde.

"Because," he paused, "if I spend time with her, if we fall..."

He looked pensive, was he sad, angry?

"I hadn't," he paused, he looked over his shoulder at where Anastasia was sitting.

"I'm sorry," said Josie, "forget I said anything."

"No," he said rather abruptly, then he softened, "no, Jos, you're right. I, I need to talk to her, I'll see you in class."

He kissed her cheek and walked away.

***

Anastasia sat, she'd seen Marcus come in and sit with Josie, don't be selfish, she told herself, don't be possessive.

"Hey Stasi," he said coming to sit down with her, "I need to talk to you."

He looked upset, he looked apprehensive, what had he done, she knew he couldn't be exclusive, but what was this eating at her Mark?

"Of course," she said taking his hand, "Mark, what's wrong?"

"It's," he paused, "something Tabitha said, something I felt, that night, after we left our parents."

"That night," she said, it had been perfect, everything a first time should be, everything her time with Mark should be.

"Tabitha said, us, together, that...love...we feel for each other, it started to break the curse."

She smiled, love, their love was breaking the curse, her smile slowly faded, the curse keeping his mom alive.

"Stasi," he said searching.

"I," she paused, "I think I know what you're going to say."

He looked her in the eyes, there was pain, sorrow, she needed to help him, comfort him.

"Stasi," his voice cracked.

"We need to take a step back," she said putting on a brave face for him, "I get it Mark."

"I'm sorry," he said taking his hand back and gathering his stuff, "I've got to go."

He left and when she was sure he was gone she tried to choke back what she was feeling, this amazing time together, too short, to abruptly ripped away.

"You know Marcus?" came a voice.

A very pretty, annoyingly bubbly brunette sat down where Mark had just been.

"Yeah," she said clearing her throat, "yeah, he's my best friend."

"Is he single?" asked the brunette, "we, the other cheerleaders and I, we invited him to hang out after the last football game but he never showed."

"He's single," said Anastasia, "he prefers smaller groups, and he doesn't get along with most of DK."

"That explains it," said the girl, "where are my manners, I'm Kelsi."

She extended a hand which Anastasia begrudgingly shook.

"Mia of all people spent time with him," said Kelsi, "she's like, obsessed, she's a total ice queen but she hasn't shut up about him, we're all totally jealous."

"Totally," said Anastasia wishing the world, or at the very least this conversation, would end.

"Anyway," she said, "after that wild ND party the girls and I wanted to have a mixer with them tonight, no DK guys, you and Marcus should totally come."

"Totally " offered Anastasia.

The girl offered her a stupid perfect smile and left just as abruptly as she arrived. She dug in her bag for sunglasses and earbuds, she needed music and no people.

***

Tabitha stood in the cafeteria, Marcus had left looking heartbroken, the blonde, Anastasia, she knew her name, sat looking equally upset. Well, mission accomplished, she guessed, she looked at Anastasia again. The girl had been a nuisance, but she was annoyingly friendly, endlessly optimistic about her friend, she'd grown on Tabitha. Against her better judgement she sat down across from the girl.

"What?" said Anastasia blankly.

"Just wanted to sit together," said Tabitha.

"Bullshit," said Anastasia, "every time you talk to me it's about Mark, but he and I can't be together or the curse will break. I'm of no use to you, so what the fuck do you want?"

This was why she hated people, so emotional. Anastasia was right though, their relationship thus far had been transactional, revolving around the incubus.

"I'm sorry," said Tabitha.

Anastasia lowered her sunglasses.

"I thought I knew what was going on with Marcus, I was trying to help, and I used you. But, I was wrong and I feel, at least partly responsible."

Anastasia wasn't emoting, magic was easy, people were hard.

"Ok," said Tabitha, "I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone."

Anastasia still wasn't responding but she did have tears running down her far. Tabitha reaches into her bag and handed her a tissue.

"You've grown on me blondie," said Tabitha, "I wish all of this was simpler."

"Thank you," said Anastasia wiping her cheeks.

"If you still want to learn," said Tabitha, "I would still like to teach you."

Anastasia nodded, "ok, I could use the distraction."

***

Marcus sat on a bench on the quad, don't think about Anastasia, his phone buzzed, thank you distraction.

"Hey Daddy," messaged Amber, "I hope you'll be proud of me, I'm going for my real estate license."

"I am proud Princess, that's a great idea."

She sent a picture of her laying back topless in her bed smiling, "thank you Daddy, I like making you proud of me."

"I'll have to visit you soon Princess," he messaged, "college is wearing Daddy down."

"I'll take amazing care of you Daddy, but until then, got to go I have studying to do!"

He went to put his phone away but it buzzed again, from Anastasia.

"Hey Mark, Kelsi told me to invite you to a party they're having tonight with ND," she messaged.

He shouldn't respond, should he, a party, a distraction he could use.

"Thanks, you going?"

She was typing and deleting.

"Going to hang out with Tabitha," she finally messaged.

Well that was for the best, he could focus on cheerleaders. Kelsi was pretty, main girl in a college drama pretty, Mia would probably also be there. Who were the others, Madi? Jillian? Whatever, focus on the task, focus on the curse.