Parents Weekend: Brunch

Marcus woke up early, lots of energy. He was still wrapped around Anastasia who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. Katie's bed lay empty, maybe she'd gone to see one of her girlfriends he thought. He couldn't reach a phone to check the time and frankly he didn't want to, seeing the time would only put a limit on how much longer he could stay like this. Anastasia shifted in his arms, her tight little ass rubbing up against his morning wood.

"Somebody's awake," she said.

He brushed some hair from her face and kissed her cheek.

"No Katie?" she said.

"Looks that way," said Marcus sliding a hand up under her shirt.

"Mark," she gasped, "you want me again?"

He slid her pajama pants down and pressed himself to her.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said as he kissed her neck and squeezed one of her perfect tits, "I want it too."

He sank into her and she moaned, "oh Mark, I like this position."

He reluctantly released her tit and held her waist as he started to thrust into her.

"I could get used to waking up like this," she gasped, "fuck you're so deep."

He held her waist firmly as he slid himself into her, Anastasia grasped the sheets as he kissed her neck. She reached back and grabbed his head holding him tightly as she came, she was trying her best not to be too loud.

"Can we do it in doggy?" he asked as she shivered in his arms.

"If my legs will cooperate," she said.

He got her into postion and slowly entered Anastasia as she let out a long drawn out "fuck."

"You're so tight," said Marcus holding her hips as he started to thrust.

She couldn't respond, he was too big, too deep at this angle. He could have her, however he wanted, cursed or not, her Mark. His pace quickened and she clenched the sheets with her hands, it was so intense, she was already weak.

"Fuck Stasi, you feel so good."

Her arms gave out, her legs would have too if he wasn't holding her, she came again, face down in the pillow that smelled of him.

"Yes, take it," he groaned.

She did, she had no choice and even if she could have moved she would have stayed here taking him as deep as he liked.

"I want to see you," said Marcus, "I need to see your beautiful blue eyes."

He rolled her over and grabbing her waist picked her up in his arms. She felt him line up and slowly bring her down onto him.

"Holy shit," she whined, her arms wrapped around his neck as she took him.

"Fuck Stasi," he groaned, "you feel amazing."

She couldn't form a response, she was too focused on holding onto him and on his cock forcing itself into her. He must have been getting close because his pace quickened and she almost lost her grip.

"Fuck Stasi, I'm close, where do you want it?"

"Cover me!" she managed.

He laid her down and lined up, then with barely a few strokes he painted her face.

"Fuck," he groaned collapsing next to her.

"Jesus its everywhere," she said with a laugh, "you like treating your best friend like a cum rag?"

"Honestly," he said, "I never thought you'd let me cum on your face even in my wildest dreams."

***

Josie woke up in her bed, she didn't remember getting here, she just remembered being in Marcus' building. She looked at Lily's bed and saw that weird white haired chick Marcus was always hanging around with.

"Morning sunshine," said Tabitha.

"What happened? How did I get here? What happened to Katie?"

She tried to sit up but couldn't move, "you were a very bad girl last night," said Tabitha, "I have been trying to push those two together for some time and you decide to take advice from a demon."

"But Marcus-"

"Yes Marcus," said Tabitha, "I'm trying to help him, what you felt last night, that was love, the pure unadulterated shit you read about in fairy tales, it started to break the curse, that's what you felt last night."

"But," said Josie searching, "what about my feelings?"

"Maybe you do love him," said Tabitha, "maybe he could even feel the same way about you but you have an actual demon on your shoulder so it wouldn't work, honestly I have no idea how you bound yourself to him and I don't really care."

"I don't know," she said, "the words just kind of came to me."

Tabitha shrugged, "demon probably whispered them to you, point is, if you want to help Marcus, really help him, you need to ignore the demon."

"I tried," said Josie, "he hurt me."

"He won't anymore," said Tabitha, "not so long as you keep that ring on."

Josie looked down at the onyx and ruby ring on her hand, "I can't shut him up," said Tabitha, "but with this he won't be able to hurt you, but if you take it off."

"I won't," said Josie, "what do I do about Katie?"

"That's entirely your problem," said Tabitha.

Tabitha went to the door and the second it closed Josie could move again.

***

Marcus walked hand in hand with Anastasia out of their dorm, they were showered, changed, refreshed. They walked a bit before Marcus wrapped her up in his arms from behind and kissed her cheek.

"Mark," she said playfully, "come on we're supposed to be meeting our parents."

"I can't help it," he said, "you're too freaking cute."

Anastasia blushed as he kissed her again but finally let go. Katie approached a moment later...wearing a bracelet from the clinic.

"Are you ok?" asked Anastasia, "what happened?"

"His little friend, the one who gets really loud during sex," said Katie, "first she gets in Yasmin's face about Mark knocking her up, dick move by the way, then she tries to sneak into our dorm to break you two up, freaking knocks me out cold, I woke up in the clinic, they made me sleep it off."

"Holy shit Katie," said Marcus, "I'm so sorry."

"You didn't make JoJo go all insane," said Katie, "fuck, my head is killing me."

She looked at them both holding hands, "oh shit did you two finally?"

Anastasia nodded smiling at Mark, "and did you refrain from saying something stupid after?"

"Katie," groaned Anastasia.

"Nice man," said Katie fist bumping Marcus, "I need a shower and a bottle of aspirin but I'll see you both."

Marcus fumed, he needed to find Josie, he knew Daemon was responsible but why was she listening to him?

"Mark," said Anastasia rubbing his cheek, "what's wrong?"

"It's Josie," he said, "and Yasmin."

"You can find them later," she said giving his hand a squeeze, "don't want to keep your parents waiting."

"Yeah," he said as she felt him loosen, "yeah you're right."

They found their parents and went to the big end of celebration brunch the school was putting on.

"Maybe I was wrong about you two," said his mom as they sat down next to each other, "but you both look happy."

He looked across the table at Anastasia who gave him a smile as she talked to Ded. They ate and chatted about nothing important when he saw Jess across the dining hall talking to that purple haired bartender, he suddenly felt bad for Jess having that for a daughter. They finished talking and hugged and then Jess started making her way towards him. Oh no, what was she going to say, did she know she was pregnant?

"Mr. Vallen," said Jess with her big smile, "you two must be his parents," she said shaking their hands, "I'm Jessica Phillips his publishing rep I just need to steal him for a minute."

He followed her as he noticed Anastasia examining the redhead, well that couldn't be good. She led him out of the main hall and into an empty alcove.

"Mr. Vallen," she said getting close, "I unfortunately don't have time to make this a more intimate reunion but I did need to talk to you."

"Ok," he said nervously.

"I'm pregnant," she said," and my boyfriend has had a vasectomy."

"So," said Marcus.

"Right," said Jess, "I'm not mad, I'm actually ecstatic but I thought you should know regardless, I'm not going to ask you to take care of us but still, you deserved to know."

"Well then, congratulations," he said.

She was practically glowing, "I was convinced I was done being a mom but, little miracles."

Or demon powers he thought.

"The doctor at the clinic seemed interested in you though," said Jess, "something about my menopause being reversed, I don't know exactly what she wants but, be careful."

"Thanks Jess," he said as she kissed his cheek.

"See you in December Mr. Author," she said walking away.

He slid back in next to his mom and Stasi caught his eyes mouthing "you ok?" He nodded and she returned to whatever conversation she'd been having.

He walked his parents to their car and hugged them each tightly, he felt like he hadn't gotten enough time with them while they seemed to be excited to be getting home to their empty house.

"Mark," said his Mom, "what exactly does the curse require of you?"

"Mom," he started.

"You said it's intimate," said his Dad, "but you haven't shared much beyond that."

"It is intimate," he said, "I just don't want you to worry."

"Mark," said his Mom, "we're all in this together so you need to fill us in."

"I need to," he paused, "get people pregnant."

His parents exchanged glances.

"Or help people do things they haven't done before, things of a sexual nature."

"That is rather intimate," said his Mom.

"Have you?" asked his Dad, "have you gotten anyone..."

"Yes."

"Who?" asked his Mom.

"How many?" asked his Dad.

"Four."

"Four!?" they both said in unison.

"You've only been here for like a month," said his Mom.

"Who?" asked his Dad, "four, that's a lot of responsibility."

"Guys," he said.

"No," said his Mom, "we asked, you have this burden, but...who?"

"Two of my friends, Yasmin and Celia," he said.

"Do they know?" asked his Mom.

"Yas does," he said, "Celia won't for another week the earliest."

"So you find out like right away?" said his Dad, "and how often do you need to, ya know?"

"Seems like once a month, I was starting from behind when I got here."

"Who are the other two?" asked his Mom, "Do they know?"

"You promise you won't get mad?"

"No," said his Mom, then she leaned in, "did you get Anastasia pregnant?"

"No," he said, "not Stasi, it was my publishing rep."

"That woman!?" hissed his Mom, "she's like my age!"

"She just found out," he said, "the other...is my Creative Writing professor."

"Mark!" hissed his Mom.

"Let's calm down," said his Dad, "this Jess lady, was she mad?"

"No," said Marcus, "she thought she couldn't have kids anymore, she's ecstatic."

"Well," said his Dad, "if you could help people who are struggling, I mean that's not all bad."

"Did you miss the part where he fucked his professor," hissed his Mom.

"I mean we can't be mad at him," said his Dad as his Mom stared daggers at him, "but that doesn't mean we can't tell him that wasn't the best idea."

His mom seemed to try to collect herself, "you need to be smart Marcus," she said.

"I know," he said, "I'm trying."

His Mom hugged him again, "I'm sorry," she sobbed, "it's just, you're my baby boy and I worry about you."

"I know Mom," he said hugging her back.

***

Josie sat in her room, the weekend with her parents had been a disaster even without everything else. They wanted to pull her out of school if she didn't stop dressing like such a "slut," if they only knew the half of it. Marcus was going to be pissed at her, all of her friends were going to be pissed at her. There was a gentle knock on her door, maybe it was Wei. She opened the door and saw Marcus standing there, she didn't need their connection to tell he was pissed.

"Can we talk?" he asked.

She nodded and went to sit on her bed. He stayed standing, arms crossed, this was Marcus angry, she wasn't a fan.

"What happened?" he asked, still calm on the surface.

"Daemon," said Josie, "he told me you and Anastasia were going to..."

"Yeah he's not a fan," said Marcus, "then what happened?"

"Well at first I told him no, that it was fine, that I didn't want to get involved."

"But then?"

"He hurt me," she said trying to maintain her composure.

"Jos," said Marcus immediately softening, "are you ok? What'd he do?"

"I don't know," she said, "it was like nails in my brain I couldn't make it stop."

"How are you now?"

"Fine," she said, "your goth friend gave me this ring, told me it should stop him from hurting me."

"Ok," said Marcus, "good, Jos I never wanted you to get involved, I never wanted to hurt you."

"I know," said Josie looking down at her hands, "but Daemon, he's convincing and I am jealous of you and her."

"And you ran into Yasmin," he said.

"I'm so sorry Marcus I don't know why I said it."

"But you did," he said seething, "and then."

"And Katie tried to stop me," she paused, "so I let Daemon..."

"You let a demon take control of your body and assault someone, a friend?" he practically growled

"I told him not to hurt anyone," she sobbed, "he was just supposed to get me in the building."

"And if you had," said Marcus, "then what? Because you didn't interrupt us."

"Tabitha stopped me," she said, "well that was after I felt it."

He seemed caught off guard by this, "felt what?"

"How much you two love each other," she said, "it was like suddenly everything went quiet, Daemon, my desires, my jealousy, all I could feel was how much I care about you."

Marcus stood quiet, was he mad, confused?

"Marcus," she said, "say something, I know I fucked up but," she reached for him but he moved away.

"I'm sorry Josie," he said, "but I need time, I don't think I can trust you right now."

"Marcus please," she pleaded grabbing him.

He didn't move at first as she held him, "I'm so sorry," she said, "I'll do whatever it takes."

"Good," said Marcus, then he grabbed her hips and pulled her off of him, "apologizing to everyone is a good start."

With that he left and she broke down in the middle of her room.

***

Marcus walked through the hallway, he had to find Yas, he had to talk to Anastasia, he probably also had homework. He was close to the stairway when a familiar albeit angry face emerged.

"She in there?" hissed Celia, "I'm gonna end that little bitch."

"Celia," he said standing in her path, "please just, leave her."

"She airs my best friend's dirty laundry like it's nothing and then assaults my...assaults Katie and I'm just supposed to leave it?"

"It's complicated," said Marcus.

"No it's simple," said Celia, "my heel, her ass. Who even told her about Yas anyway cause I sure as shit didn't."

Marcus hadn't either but he couldn't exactly blame Daemon, "I did," he said, "I thought it was in confidence."

She smacked his arm though not as hard as she could have.

"I just can't believe she'd do all this," said Celia, "over you, no offense, not when she's whoring you out to everyone."

"It's different with Stasi," said Marcus.

"Maybe," said Celia, "fine, she lives but she is on thin ice."

"The thinnest," said Marcus walking to the stairs with her.

They got to Yasmin's room a while later and found her with Lily plus Katie and Anastasia.

"Damn," said Celia, "gangs all here."

"You kill her?" asked Katied, "allegedly."

"No," said Celia, "someone stopped me."

"Don't get me wrong," said Marcus, "I'm plenty mad but letting Celia catch a murder charge didn't seem prudent."

Anastasia walked over and took his hand giving it a squeeze.

"No offense," said Katie, "but it is super tight in here, not that I don't like it tight, but maybe bar?"