You sit at the breakfast table, awkwardly tapping your fingers as Lilith glares at you in the seat opposite yours. Her one red eye stares at the countless bruises left over from your first meeting with Eari the previous day. You stare in kind at the conspicuous sling that one of her arms is in. Simultaneously, you both turn your gazes over to the house's front hallway, where a number of contractors are busy repairing the...

You step off the bus and take your phone out of your pocket. Its shiny, metal case glistens under the heavy rainfall as you read your latest text message. A bubble pops into view, with black text detailing what would happen next in two paragraphs. 'Hi, [blank] I'm running a little late so you'll have to let yourself in. Under my doormat is a key to my loft, just grab it and head on up. A pizza will be on the counter for y...

You thought you were being a good manager. You got up early on a Wednesday morning, a day when all the girls are at college. Natasha has lab work, Muu is practicing for practicals, Yyvnn and Bessa are spending the day in the library, Casey is working under strict supervision, and Callyette is settling in well with her socio-economics course. Knowing how busy they'd be, you took the liberty of making them all packed lunche...

It's deathly quiet in the office, deep within the provisional Earth-Hell Initiative headquarters. Casey is sitting at one end of a long table, frantically scribbling away at a sheet of paper as she tuts and swears beneath her breath. Over by the door, Bessa sits with her hands crossed politely on her lap, but her closed eyes and slumped posture suggests that she had dozed off the moment she sat down. Lilith is pacing up a...

"Did you remember to pick up the drain brush?" Of course you did; how could you not? Natasha's been nagging you about it for three days now. "Well it's not my fault the bath is clogged. Blame Yyvnn; it's her feathers that keep jamming the damn thing." Yyvnn wasn't the one that's been using the bath plughole as a personal biohazard disposal chute. "Okay first off, they're not biohazards; just some failed alkahests. I thoug...

We meet on One Of Those sites. Prior to that day, we may and probably should play together naked. Mutual masturbation. I love hand jobs, so you have total control until you make me - or let me - cum in a fountain of semen, messy but fun for you and sexual satisfaction for me. I love making a woman cum as much as I enjoy my own orgasms. I believe that we should experiment on each other. Being from different parts of the wo...

Everything about Lilith makes you uncomfortable. The way her single red eye glares at you, how she clenches her cigarette between her teeth, the pistol hanging conspicuously from her hip... For a governmental agent, she doesn't make you feel very safe. She's standing in the house's kitchen, smoking out an open window as you blearily make your way down the stairs. You had a fairly rough night, what with your dreams being p...

You honestly couldn't remember him being there last time you checked. You are in some seedy downtown bar, halfway through your third - or was it fifth? - whiskey when you noticed an oddly dressed man sitting beside you, though he was difficult to make out, given your inebriation. He seems to be dressed in some kind of fancy checkered suit, complete with a tall hat that looked straight out of the 1800s. You suppress the ur...

You step out of the cold and into the warm welcoming used bookstore. The air smells of hot tea and old paper. Low ceiling, soft lighting, and books in every conceivable location. Cautiously you step between old furniture and paperback piles making your way through the cozy shop. You spot a boulder of a man behind the counter watching you over his wire-rimmed glasses. His bearded Cherub face turns slightly red and then bac...

Night has fallen in the forest outside the walls of the cabin, and the crickets have begun their incessant refrain. The dim light of a kerosene lamp illuminates the interior of the single room with a warm, flickering glow. The room is bare, save for a single bed in the center of the clean wood floor. Only a single fitted sheet covers the queen sized mattress. There are no other adornments, although the bedding is clean; i...

She had an affinity for sweatshirts, though they could never conceal her attractive figure. Her black hair was usually up in a high ponytail, and you loved the wayward curl by her ear that would always escape. Her lightly freckled skin made your mouth water.  You would exchange words when she did her laundry, cooked dinner, anything, any excuse to lean against the counter and appear aloof while basking in your fix of her....

I pull you in and kiss you hard. I run my fingers through your hair and hold you close to me. My lips are soft against yours. I push against you as the ceiling fan spins slowly above us. The gentle hum of the cicadas outside fade away as my thoughts drift to you and you alone. The feeling of your body pressed against mine, the sound of your breaths, the touch of your hands on my back. I pull away for a moment to take off...