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Chapter 15 by Aroband Aroband

Where do Aiden and Grace end up first?

A small night club

Aiden and Grace wandered the streets of the city for a while, the busy streets full of cars even at night and people walking from place to place, enjoying the night life. As much as Adien wanted to just grab one of the women, tear her alluring and revealing clothes off and fuck her, he knew that wouldn't end well. He didn't doubt that he could hold off a few police officers, if the situation escalated, he could be in trouble. Better to start small, infect small pockets of people, before taking the virus city-wide. Though he had a bit of trouble convincing Grace of the same. It was a good thing she was practically single-mindedly devoted to him.

They wound up near a small club a little ways away from the college that Aiden decided would make for a good target. He opted to avoid the bouncer outside, not wanting to draw attention, which was hard to do given just how tight their clothes were, especially with Grace's supernatural curves and wings, which were barely hidden by two layers of sweatshirts. Instead, the corrupted duo wound around to the back, seeing a woman who looked like a waitress with black hair standing outside smoking a cigarette, her outfit doing its best to make her slim curves look appealing.

"May I have her, Lord?" Grace asked demurely, her eyes looking at him with hope and adoration. "I haven't had my cunt touched in sooo long."

"Grace, it's been, like, twenty minutes," Aiden said, looking at her with bemusement. The virus must really not have affected him as much as everyone else. Sure, he wouldn't say no to an 'all-you-can-fuck' buffet, but Grace seemed to crave sex like nothing else. Still, her adorable look won out in the end. He nodded and Grace squealed in delight, briefly hugging him before sauntering up to the waitress, somehow making a school sweatshirt and sweatpants look undeniably sexy, staring straight at the other woman.

"Can I help you with something? Or are you too busy slutting it up?" the waitress asked, her eyes drawn to Grace's swaying hips and lightly shaking breasts with envy.

"Yes, you can," Grace said, coming right up to the other girl. She immediately locked their lips together in a kiss, her tongue invading the woman's mouth. The waitress fought for barely a moment before she was completely pacified, unable to even think about resisting. Grace broke their embrace, the waitress' tongue still hanging in the air. Pulling her sweatpants down enough to expose her bare pussy, Grace pushed the waitress to her knees and shoved her face into her dripping snatch.

"Put that tongue to good use," she moaned, as the girl did just that. Aiden watched in the shadows as the fallen angel was pleasured, making sure no one else was going to interrupt. He also found that he could sense Grace's presence, as well as bare traces of her thoughts, just enough to know what she was up to and that her orgasm was quickly approaching. He chalked it up to what Diane had said about the virus maturing and approached the two women.

Grace was quick to cum, coating the waitress' face and mouth in infectious cum. Aiden purposefully suppressed any transformation for the moment, only letting the virus spread though her body to the point that she would be compliant. "Come on, Grace, we have more people to fuck than just this one," he said, walking towards the back door of the club.

"No, please, I need more of your pussy. I'll do anything! Just a little more! Or let me cum! I need it!! Please!!" cried the waitress, **** for more.

"NO!" Aiden yelled at her, and the woman immediately stopped, her eyes slightly vacant. "You're going to tell me everything about this club and then go back in there and pretend like none of this happened until it's time. Put some of your pussy juice in the drinks, that should help to infect people more quickly."

"Okay," she said in a daze. She quickly relayed the information and went back inside, life slowly returning to her eyes.

"It seems I can order anyone with the virus to do what I want too," Aiden mused. "That'll come in handy." Satisfied, Aiden and Grace entered the club through the back door.

How should they make their entrance?

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