Long term

Marcus waited outside of Josie's building, he felt incredible. After his early morning with Professor Klein he'd checked his side and found nothing but a paper thin scar. His energy had returned, the pain and stiffness were gone. Josie walked out, sexy as ever and he immediately scooped her up in his arms.

"Marcus!" she squealed as he pressed his lips to hers.

She melted into his kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him back.

"Someone is feeling better," she said with a smirk.

"I am," he said kissing her neck, "and I came and found you as soon as I felt better."

"Me?"

"Mhm," he said, "my Josie."

"But," she offered weakly, "we'll be late to class."

"So?"

"The dean," she said, "it's Friday, short day."

"Fine," he groaned putting her down, "but I'm going to give it to you extra hard for making me wait."

"Promise?" she said with a devilish grin.

He walked with her to the cafeteria, "actually I'm glad you found me," she said, "I did want to talk to you."

"Sure," he said, "what's up?"

"Well, two things," she said, "I put in an application for that two bedroom and it's yours if you want it."

"Look at you," he said, "thanks Jos."

He kissed her cheek as she smiled, she'd made him happy, but her smile faded and he looked at her concerned by her mood shift.

"I also wanted to come clean," she said, "about that day."

"What do you mean Jos? I know you and Kelsi were trying to find me and warn me," he said, "Anastasia found me first, I'm just glad I got to the two of you in time."

"After that," she said, "while you were fighting, Kelsi said we should stay and try to help, Anastasia and I wanted to leave, we figured you'd be fine." She wiped a tear from her eye but looked back up at him, "we started to leave but she was adamant, if we hadn't listened, if we hadn't gone back." He wrapped her up in his arms as she started to sob, "I almost lost you."

"But you didn't," he said, "I told Anastasia to get you both clear."

"You're not mad?" she said as he wiped her cheek and kissed her forehead.

"Of course not," he said, "it was an insane experience and we're all ok. I think I do owe Kelsi an extra thank you though."

"You like her?" asked Josie, it wasn't her normal egging him on or asking for details about their sex life, it was concern and maybe a tinge of jealousy.

"I do," he said, "she's not at all what I expected."

"Marcus!" squealed a voice as if she'd been summoned, "hey Josie!" said Kelsi bouncing over smiling, "Marcus you look better."

"Feel it," he said.

"Well I don't want to interrupt," she said, "but I do owe you your big hero reward."

"Looking forward to it," he said with a smirk.

She turned and gave a wiggle of her ass before walking back towards her table.

"If you need to cancel," said Josie.

"No," he said forcefully grabbing her hips, "no," he said softer, "I want you, just the two of us."

She hugged him tighter than she had in some time and he kissed the top of her head.

***

Tabitha bounced into the cafeteria ignoring the looks and whistles from men who weren't Marcus, she could sense him here so where was he? She scanned the crowd and found him, he was hugging the thrall, it wasn't sexy though, this looked romantic, she better not be distracting him from her.

"Hiya!" said Tabitha bouncing up to him and ignoring the thrall.

"Tabitha," he said, "what're you doing here?"

"It's tomorrow," she said, "I'm here for cock."

"Is she ok?" asked Josie.

Marcus shook his head, "did Anastasia stop by to see you?"

What did he say? Question. Something about the blonde, unimportant, why was he still dressed?

"Tabitha!" he snapped as she got even more aroused.

"Yea!?"

"Anastasia, have you seen her?"

"Yeah," groaned Tabitha, "I blew her off she was being a total buzzkill."

Marcus looked concerned, did he not like her goth jewelry?

"Josie," he whispered pulling her aside, "long story but Anastasia was supposed to fix this."

"You think something happened?" asked Josie.

"Maybe," he said.

"What're we whispering about?" whispered Tabitha leaning in.

"Where is Anastasia?" asked Josie.

Marcus took his phone out and called, straight to voicemail.

"You're not the boss of me," said Tabitha.

"Where is she?" growled Marcus.

Tabitha just smiled wider, yes, give her that passion.

"I'll try to find Katie," said Josie, "you ok with her?"

"Fine," he said trying Anastasia again to no avail.

Josie walked off and Marcus grabbed Tabitha by the waist glaring down at her. Finally, she thought, was he going to take her right here in public? Did she care?

"Let's go back to your place," he said, "I don't want to be interrupted."

She grabbed his hand and led him towards the nearest doorway, it was happening, she was vibrating with excitement. They crossed into her room and as she turned to him expectantly he shoved past her.

"Stasi!" he screamed going to the crumpled blonde on the foor, so that was what had happened to her.

"She's fine," said Tabitha," I think."

"No no no Stasi wake up," he said gently rolling her onto her side.

She was cold, completely dead weight.

***

"Somebody's awake," said Anastasia.

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."

She reached back to grab him, her hand was warm, wet, she looked back and he was pale, covered in blood. Anastasia screamed his name but woke up in a start.

She looked around, Ded's old cabin in the mountains, it was still summer, school hadn't even started.

"Stasi," said Ded coming in in his nightgown, "another nightmare?"

"It was about Mark," she said sitting up hugging her knees, "something awful had happened."

"I know Stasi," he said, "we were all heartbroken to hear about him."

"Hear what?" she asked nervously.

"His death, only a few days after graduation," said Ded.

Her mind raced, he hadn't died, he'd had a scare but he had survived. She remembered seeing him, but he was different, something about a curse, a demon? Did that make sense?

She pushed past Ded and stepped out into the rec center. Mark was standing over Liam pummeling him, knife still in his side. There was so much blood, she screamed, he fell, he was pale, lifeless, so much blood. Josie stood in shock, the other girl had her phone out screaming at 911. Anastasia dove to his side, she grabbed him shook him, pleaded with him, or god, or anyone. Hands on her, the EMTs yanked her off as she wailed.

"Sorry ma'am," said an EMT as another draped a cloth over Mark, "we did everything we could, we just didn't get to him in time.

She screamed.

***

"Stasi!" yelled Marcus, he'd gotten her onto the bed and was rubbing her cheek.

Kelsi was a nurse, well a nurse in training, he pulled out his phone but it was dead.

"Fix her," he growled at Tabitha.

"Cock first," said Tabitha, "you promised, besides, I don't even remember how."

Daemon, he pleaded.

"I don't know man," said Daemon, "witches have literally hundreds of spells and tricks I wouldn't even know where to begin."

Marcus broke, sobbing over her. He didn't know what to do, the only person who did was currently a bimbo. Marcus tried to collect himself, there was what looked like a library of spell books, he wouldn't even know where to begin.

"Tabitha," he said, "what is that powder you use to put people to sleep?"

"I don't remember," she said with a shrug, "something that sounds like a pasta dish."

"Did you use it on Anastasia?"

"Ya huh," said Tabitha nodding, "so she wouldn't stop us from fucking."

In fairy tales a kiss could wake someone up, of course kissing an unconscious person because it worked in a handful of Disney movies was crazy.

"If you're done being stupid," said Daemon, "if you found the spell or trick in one of those books I could probably find out how to reverse it."

Marcus went to the stack of books and flipped through, some were in Latin, some other languages he didn't speak, others were in Tabitha's own needlessly showy handwriting.

"You could make the witch a thrall," said Daemon, "then I could read her mind, of course she'd be stuck like this."

That was a non starter, Marcus picked up another book he couldn't understand.

"Hold up," said Daemon, "flip those first few pages again, slowly."

He did as he was told, "there," said Daemon, "its a simple but powerful sleep spell."

"So she's just asleep?" said Marcus allowing himself to feel some relief.

"More like comatose," said Daemon, "she's basically functioning at completely minimal capacity but when we reverse it she'll be fine."

"Ok," said Marcus, "what do I do?"

"Hit her with the powder again," said Daemon.

"It's really that simple?"

"Bro, do you want good news or not?"

Marcus stormed towards Tabitha and found the pocket she had it in, he took a small amount and brought it to Anastasia. He'd barely put any on her when she sat bolt upright and screamed.

"Stasi," he said softly, "are you ok?"

"Mark?" she asked trembling.

"I'm here," he said reaching out to take her hand as she recoiled.

"It's not you," she muttered, "this isn't real."

"Stasi, this is real."

"No," she said, "this keeps happening."

"What keeps happening?"

"You keep dying."

"I'm ok Stasi, really," he said pulling up his shirt to show her the scar, "all better."

"Mark?" she said again softly.

"I'm here," he said as she crashed into him bawling.

They held each other tighter than maybe they ever had.

"Is she gonna be joining?" asked Tabitha annoyed, "because I'm not into girls but I can make an exception."

Marcus held Anastasia tightly, he breathed her in, the same shampoo she'd used for years, the perfume she wore everyday. Anastasia breathed him in, his deodorant, his shaving cream. It was real they were real, she finally felt grounded.

"Hello?" snapped Tabitha, "big titty goth chick want dick."

"We should probably do something about that," said Marcus finally releasing Anastasia.

"Gladly," grumbled Anastasia.

She got up and walked straight to Tabitha, took a pinch of that sleeping powder and dropped the witch who Marcus managed to catch.

"At least you were here to catch her," said Anastasia, "put her on the bed."

Josie walked in a second later looking perplexed as to how she'd gotten there.

"Oh good you found her," said Josie going to Marcus, "everything ok? I can't sense you here."

"Ok now," he said putting an arm around her.

"This is going to take me a while," said Anastasia, "she's pretty far gone, Mark it's better if you're not here."

"Ok," he said, "you'll be ok?"

She nodded, "feel better than I have in a while."

"What happened to her?" asked Marcus, "she was a total bimbo."

"Well she used a lot of dark magic," said Anastasia, "it amplified the corruption you put off by a lot."

"So," he said puzzling it out, "so eventually, everyone I'm with will turn into that?"

"That's not what she's saying," said Josie, "right?"

"In the long term," said Anastasia, "eventually yeah, this could happen."

Marcus stood like a bomb had gone off, he was doing this to everyone? Sure, he figured they might be hornier around him, but this was almost comical.

"Marcus," said Josie trying to coax him back to the present, "come on, she needs to work, we need to get to class."

"Ok," said Marcus watching his friend.

"Mark," said Anastasia as he and Josie reached the door, "I'll let you know when it's done."

His class that day was a blur, everyone he was with, the more he was with them, they'd turn into that. Sure in the heat of the moment he called them sluts or whatever, sure they were all fine with casual sex, but he cared about all of them in a different way. Five women now would be mothers and they'd be like that? Tabitha could barely care for herself let alone anyone else. He walked out of class in a trance only coming to when he felt Josie take his hand.

"Marcus," she said, "are you ok?"

"I don't know," he said.

"Well, if you want we can go back to my room," she said, "or if you're not in the mood given everything maybe we could get some people together, hang out im town."

He did miss seeing everyone, it had been a roller coaster the past few weeks. But did he want to be around them? Then there was Josie, what would happen to her over time?

"Or," she said, "we could see that apartment."

"That would be the responsible thing to do," he said, "ok, lets do that and go from there."

They drove into town, Marcus tried to distract himself with the drive, Josie kept a hand on his knee.

"Marcus," said Josie as they parked, "what happened before I got there?"

"I dragged Tabitha back there," he said, "I figured I'd keep her there, when we walked in, Stasi was lying face down on the floor, she was cold...I thought..."

"Marcus," said Josie taking his hand and leaning on his shoulder, "I'm so sorry."

"Fortunately everything was ok," he said, "but still."

Josie climbed onto his lap and held him in her arms, "you need a break," she said resting her head on his chest.

They toured the apartment, it was what he was looking for, it came furnished which was even better. He signed the lease and the agent left him and Josie with the keys.

"So," said Josie sitting on the kitchen counter, "all yours."

"Feels weird," he said, "having my own space will be nice though."

He walked over to her and kissed her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Mmm," she cooed, "someone's in the mood."

"Mhm," he said kissing her neck and grabbing one of her tits through her top, "I need to christen the new place."

"Gonna take me here in the kitchen?" she asked undoing his belt.

"Maybe to start," he said pulling his cock out, hiking up her skirt and sliding into Josie, "but we'll see where we finish."

"I missed this cock," said Josie as he slowly thrusted into her, "I missed you being healthy."

"And I missed you Jos," he said kissing her neck as he pulled her top off.

"Even with all your lovers?" she moaned as he started to really drive into her.

"Especially with all of them," he said, "none of them are you."

"How was the doctor?"

"Timid," he said, "curvy."

Josie clung to him, she'd really missed this and he had her close, "and the ginger?"

"Limber," he said, "grippy."

Josie's grip tightened, her body worked back against him, she was close.

"Professor Klein was incredible too," he whispered.

She came hard, crying out to make sure his neighbors knew what kind of man was moving in here.

"Fuck yes Jos," he grunted, "you are so fucking hot."

"Another professor?" she whimpered, "living out my fantasy."

"Mhm," he said grabbing her ass and lifting her off the counter, "jealous?"

She would have answered but he laid her down on the couch and started to hammer her into the cushions so her response just came out as a squeal.

"She's like three times my age," said Marcus, "old enough to be my mom's mom."

She was going to cum again, this was one of her kinks, one of her filthiest most repressed kinks. Part of her was jealous he got to do it and part of her wished he'd give her permission to fuck an older man, just for the experience.

"You like that don't you," he growled, his grip tightening on her hips as he brought her to orgasm, "you just love submitting to authority, don't you?"

"Yes!" she screamed.

"Probably fuck Professor Roy if I let you," he flipped her over and took her from behind fucking her face into the cushions.

"God I'd fucking love it," she whined.

He slapped her ass hard and grabbed a handful of her hair.

"I know you would," he growled in her ear grabbing her throat, "Ms. Chavez."

She came again, face buried in a cushion, his massive cock plowing relentlessly into her sensitive pussy.

"I know what else you want," he said pulling out of her and pressing himself against her ass.

"Fuck Marcus," she whined, then she glared back at him and smirked, "ruin me, professor."

He slid in, slowly, deliberately as her tight ass sucked him deeper. Josie pushed back onto him and he gave it to her harder, he'd planned to make it to the bed, they weren't going to make it that far at this rate.

"God you're such a slut," he growled as he pounded her amazing ass.

He kicked off his shoes and stepped on her head with one foot as he fucked her into the couch, he wasn't letting her up until he was finished. She whimpered into the couch as she came again, his little anal slut.

"Fuck Jos," he groaned, "here it fucking comes."

He buried his cock in her completely with each thrust as he unloaded. When he was done he pulled out and collapsed onto the couch next to her.

"I needed that," she muttered into the couch cushion.

"We both needed that," he said giving her ass a slap.

"Better go to the bathroom before I leak cum all over the couch," she said with a weak laugh.

She shakily made her way to the bathroom and he went to the bed and collapsed, he needed sheets. Josie made her way in a moment later and cuddled up to him.

"Thanks Jos," he said, "I really needed all of this," he brushed some hair from her face and kissed her cheek.

"I did good?" she said with a smile.

He hugged her tighter, "you always do."

***

Sharyn sat in the doctor's office wearing a gown, her arms crossed over her chest, sure the doctor would ask to see but she still hated her chest. Viktor was at the shop trying to drum up business so she was here on her own, she could do this she told herself, Marcus had gone through his incident and came out unfazed, she could face a plastic surgeon. An older man walked in after a few minutes and offered her a wide smile as he pulled a stool over and sat down across from her.

"Mrs. Vallen," he said offering his hand, "I'm Doctor Lawrence."

She shook it keeping an arm across her chest. This doctor wasn't the flashiest, wasn't the tit expert but all of the reviews said how nice he was, how much he cared and sitting here with him she could understand the reputation, he immediately put her at ease.

"Well," said the doctor, "I read your case file, some of those doctors...well, not who I would have recommended."

Sharyn offered a smile.

"Mrs. Vallen," he said, "I can tell you're uncomfortable, but I am going to need to see what we're working with."

"Ok," she said shakily, "ok," she pulled the gown down and closed her eyes as her chest was exposed.

"My God," said the doctor, "what did they do to you?"

Sharyn choked back a sob and waited.

"Thank you Mrs. Vallen, you can cover up."

She pulled her gown up and finally looked back at the doctor who was much more serious than when he'd first entered.

"I can help you Mrs. Vallen," he said, "in more ways than one."

"Really?" she asked.

"It will take some doing medically," he said going to the counter and grabbing a pen and paper, "this is the number for a malpractice lawyer, I strongly urge you to call her as well."

"What do I have to do?" she asked.

"Call that lawyer," he said, "before we do the surgery, then, I do what I do best."

***

Marcus woke up a short while later still wrapped around Josie. He really needed to get everything for this apartment.

"Sleep ok?" she asked rubbing his head.

"Of course," he said kissing her neck, "you're here."

He kissed down her torso and pressed his lips to her pussy working his tongue slowly over her.

"Master," she whimpered.

"Back to Master?" he asked, "wait until you see what I have in store for you once I get the guest room set up."

"Can't wait," she whined as he sucked her clit between his lips.

She grabbed his head and held him as he worked her body pressing into his face. He focused solely on her pleasure, she was so good to him he felt he owed her, even if he was going to punish her later. Josie came, her nails digging into his head as he worked her, his hands on her tight little waist holding her in place. He climbed back up and pressed his lips to hers as he lined up his cock with her pussy.

"Lucky me," said Josie with a grin, "twice in one day?"

He sank into her and her smile turned to a look of absolute pleasure, "as many times as I want you," he said starting to thrust slow and deep.

"Master," she whimpered clinging to him.

"I have so many appointments to keep," he said, "you going to help me schedule all the girls I'm gonna fuck?"

"Yes," she whined, "whatever you want, whoever you want."

"You better enjoy this then," he said starting to fuck her faster, "I don't know when I'll get to you again."

"You'll make me wait Master?"

"Until you're begging for it," he groaned.

She came clinging to him, God he was so hot, so in demand.

"Maybe I'll let you watch," he growled pinning her arms down, "maybe I'll make you clean me up after, like with Lily."

"I'll do whatever you want," she said with a smirk.

"Of course you will," he said rolling her onto her stomach and lining up with her ass.

"Master!" she screamed as he sank hard into her ass.

"You fucking love it," he groaned.

She was still so tight for him, he slowly worked himself into her ass reaching around to squeeze her throat. Josie worked back onto him with each thrust.

"Fuck," he groaned, "this is probably my favorite hole."

Josie didn't respond to him instead grabbing the arm he was choking her with and pulling to no avail. He squeezed tighter, she was ok for a little longer. When he could sense she really needed it he released her and slapped her hard enough to shock her but not too hard.

"Oh god Master," she gasped.

"You love just being a toy," he growled going harder.

Josie was going to cum again, gripping at the sheets as he used her. She squeezed him even tighter as she came moaning loudly under her master. When she'd finished he pulled out and rolled her onto her back then slid back into her ass. He pushed her legs back towards her chest and gave her long, deep thrusts as he pressed his lips to hers. They kissed hard, their tongues attacking each other, Josie taking him deep with each thrust.

"Fuck Jos," he groaned, "gonna fill your ass again."

She grabbed his head and kissed him again feeling him shudder through their kiss as he unloaded again.

"Fuck," they gasped in unison as he collapsed onto his back next to her.

"I could get used to this having my own place thing," he said with a chuckle.

"Well," said Josie, "I got you two housewarming gifts, three if you count me."

"I absolutely count you," he said wrapping his arms around her, "what are the others?"