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Chapter 5 by FallenSaint FallenSaint

Wait, Pay, or "Pay?"

Resisting

Pixie fought against the powerful waves of desire, feeling like she was drowning in need for this pig of a man. It was difficult, but she pushed the disgusting feelings aside.

"I think I'll wait and give my options some thought," she said through panting breaths.

"Please do," Horatio said with a predatory smirk as he saw that she was struggling.

"I'lllet you know," she said as she turned towards the door to escape.

"Wait. Your phone."

"Huh?"

"Let me give you my number. In case you make your decision early," he offered with clear intent.

"Oh... Right..."

Pixie handed over her phone and Horatio put his number in, and then sent himself a text.

"There. Now we can stay in contact easier."

Pixie took back her phone without a word and fled his apartment. It took everything in her to keep from running to the elevator. Once safely inside, she smashed the button for her floor before letting her back hit the wall and finally exhaling the breath she had been hilding. Why? Why was she so turned on? She didn't know, but her hand was slowly starting to creep under her skirt to...

*Is something wrong?*

Puxie almost screamed in surprise as Alex invaded her mind once more.

*You seem distracted. Have I reached out at the wrong time?*

"No! No, I'm good. I just needed a moment. Let me get back to the room and... change my underwear. Then we can go get some lunch."


Alex watched watched Pixie with mild interest as she lifted the "cheeseburger" to her mouth and took a bite out of it. She looked... fulfilled, as she tore into the creation of bread, cheese, lettuce, and charred animal flesh. He glanced down at his own burger with some gnawing disbelief that it could truly be so satisfying.

"Just try it," his companion teased through her mouthful.

*I had thought humans would have risen above the primitive need to feast on flesh by now.*

"Says the guy that literally mind rapes me for his meals," she shot back with a smile as she wiped "Ketchup" from the corner of her mouth.

Alex reached across the table, a whole unnecessary action, and caressed her hand as tendrils of power spread across her consciousness and fed from her for a moment. The flood of emotions and thought were hard to read. Something was bothering her, but she didn't wish to discuss it.

"Eat the burger Mister, or no more brain snacks!"

*.... Fine,* he grumbled playfully in response to her chiding.

Pixie was thankfully the only one to see the horrifying figure Alex was when he actually opened his mouth. His jaw split and opened in a way that humans couldn't do without tearing out part of their cheeks. His teeth were sharp as a blade and he tore nearly a quarter of the burfer away with one bite. She gulped in the mixture of fear and arousal that danced through her mind.

"It's amazing how broken we humans are," she mused to herself, knowing fully that there was a while audience that would pay out the ass just to watch this monster eat, all while saying "Devour me Daddy."

*Your thoughts have been on mating rituals since you returned from your business earlier.*

This mental statement was followed by an impossibly long tongue sliding from between his still partially open lips to lap up and savor his own mess of ketchup.

"Yep, we're fucking broken as hell. Alex, you are going to make some nice young man pr woman very happy one day."

*I do not understand your meaning.*

"Probably for the best. We need to get you some cloths and shower stuff. Can't have you wearing the same outfit and going without bathing."

*Humans worry too much about clothing.*

"Not all of us are eldritch beings that have unfathomable, brain melting forms. Some of us have to dress up a bit to be hot."

*I... see....*

"Sure ya do. Look, just let me dress you, and I promise it will be worth it."

Alex wasn't convinced, but decided to put his faith in his priestess.


"See, you're already getting attention," Pixie giggled as two women checked out Alex as they walked past.

*It would appear that, as you said, black suits me.*

She had bought him a few outfits, but insisted that he wear one out of the store. She had chosen a pair of black dress pants and shoes, and a silk black button down shirt. She had made sure the top three buttons were undone to show off a little of his chest, and picked out a silver chain necklace with a blood red crystal hanging from it to draw the eyes to that particular patch of "Yummy."

"I'm sure the other cloths will work too, but we can definitely get you a few meals with this ensemble. Or a few snacks," she said as she eyed a nice looking guy who was taking the time to check out both of them.

*Mating with a human may be difficult.*

"I think don't think you understand what you have to offer."

She loaded the last of the groceries they needed into her cart and did some mental math for her bank account. She was still ok, but didn't need to splurge like this very often.

*I'm not the same as a human, male or female. Most of your kind are terrified by my true form.*

"You were just born in the wrong era. If we ever get **** for money, I may just start you an OnlyFans and see how much we can bring in."

*Only fans? What would a device to move air do to make us money?*

"There is so much to teach you. Look, lets get this stuff home and then I will take you to work with me. I think I can show you some interesting stuff there."

What does she have to show him?

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