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Melissa PoV
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The phone rings, bringing me out of the weird horny depressed state I woke up in, reaching out and grabbing my phone off of the nightstand, I see that Jennifer or Jen is calling, Jennifer is a nurse who typically takes care of the long term care patients.
"Uhh, I don't want to talk to this weirdo right now…she pretends that she and that burn victim are in love." I groan but I swipe the answer button on the phone anyways.
"Hi, Melissa are you there?" Jen's voice comes from the phone speaker way too loudly.
"Yeah, Jen I'm here, how can I help you?"
"Well, this is going to sound strange."
'You are strange Jen…most things you say sound strange.' I think but feel a little bad for doing so, as even though Jen is strange she's not as strange as me and my sudden desire for a boy that is practically my son.
"But, I heard from a couple of people that your son is going to be playing at this Thursday's game and was calling to offer to take your shift for today and tomorrow so you can go watch him play, and hopefully celebrate a win or cheer him up if they lose."
"Jen that would be amazing, but are you sure? that would have you working a triple!"
"Yeah, Melissa I'm sure…besides my dearly beloved's aggressive nephew is in town and I don't trust him around my precious Pete."
'And there you go saying something weird.'
"Thank you so much, Jen…let me know if I can cover a shift for you in the future."
"It's really no trouble Melissa, and I will, I've already put in the request with HR you'll have to login and accept the change to the schedule."
"I will, thanks again Jen."
"Oh I have to go, time to change Pete's catheter!" Jen says with such excited enthusiasm, a small part of me worried for Peter, but I quickly shrug that concern off as now that the distraction has ended my mind returns to what happened between Stiles and I last night.
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End of Melissa PoV, Begin Erica Pov
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"What do you mean you don't think I should go to the Loft right now?!" I try but fail at not shouting in concern and outrage as I cross my arms over my chest and begin glaring at the Stiles clone that refuses to open the door for me.
"So…something happened earlier and now the boss is knocking back whiskey and listening to slit your wrists music…"
'Oh no what could have happened that was so bad Stiles, would avoid me? I have to get to him now!'
"Open the fucking door Stiles!" my voice comes out as a snarl this time, and the clone shrugs his shoulders in defeat, "Okay, but I don't think the boss will be happy." The clone grumbles and opens a door to the Loft for me.
'It can't be that bad can it?!' I wonder and hear glass shattering against something, which makes me rush in through the door. I see broken glass bottles with the labels on the floor in front of the brick wall when booze runs down it, as Papa Roach Last Resort blares from the surround sound system.
"STILES, WHAT'S WRONG, WHAT HAPPENED?!" I shout as I run at him and slam into him hugging him tightly, he acts like he's going to push me away but stops when I hug him tighter.
The music suddenly shuts off, "lost control, was gonna rape Lydia." I make out and pull Stiles to the couch and lower us onto it, putting Stiles's head on my lap. I begin running my fingers through his hair, just the way he likes it.
"Can you tell me what happened with more details please?" I ask Stiles gently I can tell whatever happened had really gotten to him.
"Lydia, found out that Scott has decided not to play in the game on Thursday…and came to me to convince me to talk him into playing…"
'That whore, I know exactly how she convinces guys!'
"I told her it was her problem and not Scott's or mine…she proceeded to stroke her hand back and forth along my length through my sweatpants trying to sway me, but I called her a bimbo slut, and she got pissy…"
'Oh that's funny, but I don't see why that would make him upset…there has to be more…'
"After that She said something a long the lines of have fun jerking Scott off to porn while she takes you and Allison out to get fucked by the lacrosse team, I snapped a little bit at that, grabbed her by her throat pinned her against the wall…"
'No don't get turned on, this is, so not the time.' I yell at myself in my head.
"I…used an ability that I have…Thorn Curse…it allows me to inflict pain or pleasure on a person…being a curse I can set it up so that if a person does or doesn't do something they'll feel pain or pleasure too…"
'Wha…you know what…it's okay…I know Stiles won't hurt me…'
"I guess I was just so pissed off but when Lydia was on her hands and knees gaping for breath…I grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to take my cock out…I was going to fuck her throat to teach her a lesson about making a guy…me horny."
'I shouldn't find this hot but I do…Lydia had this coming all of it…'
"Stiles…?" I call out to my boyfriend in a soft questioning murmur.
"Yeah?" Stiles asks back in a similar soft murmur.
"You didn't do anything wrong…it's Lydia's fault…and she'll get what's coming to her." I comfort my boyfriend while I also realize Stiles is just human just like me…sure he might have abilities I don't have, but he's still just human and that somehow makes me feel better and fall deeper in love with him.
"Would you like to watch something?" I ask him.
"Lethal Weapon?" He asks me back and I find myself rolling my eyes in amusement, as he grabs the Xbox controller and TV remote off of the coffee table and hands them to me.
"Sure, I like Lethal Weapon."
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End of Erica PoV
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I make an ahh noise and Erica feeds me a piece of buttery popcorn as we watch Riggs and that hot Austrian chick fuck.
"I could get used to this." I tease and playfully squeeze Erica's inner thigh.
"Me too…it's nice…spending time with and having my boyfriend use my lap as a pillow." Erica says to me her voice is light and filled with happiness.
"Mmm." I hum and put my attention back into watching the movie.
"What do you think I should do about Lydia…?" The question slips from my lips and I instantly regret it because Erica's whole body tenses up.
"Let her suffer from the effects of your curse until she comes to you begging and pleading to remove it, then bring her here and do everything and anything you've ever wanted to do to her…but leave her questioning her place with you, kick her out of the Loft while leaving the curse on so she comes back again and again until she's completely loyal to you and addicted to your touch." Erica says to me in the sexiest voice I've ever heard her use, turning to look up at her I see that her blue eyes are conveying her seriousness on this matter.
"How could you be okay with somethin-?" I start to ask Erica but she presses a buttery index finger against my lips.
"Lydia tries to hide it but she's smart, smarter than anyone who would ever reasonably do the things she does for popularity…she could be an asset to you in the future, thinking up business plans, securing ways for you to earn money with your abilities…" Erica explains her reasonings to me, and it's a little shocking how cold and calculating she can be towards someone.
'This side of Erica is really hot…'
"And she threatened my relationship with you, so I want her to pay for it...and since she tried using her body to seduce my man, she can use her body to pay." Erica finishes.
"Wow...i didn't know you had this side to you...but angry, vindictive and possessive Erica, is really sexy." I murmur trying to lighten our conversation, and enjoy Erica's shy smile and healthy pink flush.
"Sh-shut up and eat some popcorn." Erica mutters in embarrassment while reaching over to the popcorn bowl grabbing a small handful and presses it against my lips making me laugh while I open my mouth the popcorn comes in, and I lick Erica hand getting a startled noise out of her.
"Mmm, tastes like grade A plus American blonde." I joke through the popcorn in my mouth and Erica starts giggling.
"You're such a weirdo." Erica good naturedly sighs in exasperation.
"I'm your weirdo." I joke and roll back over onto my side facing the television, a happy noise comes from Erica, "Yeah you are…aren't you." The sheer joy in Erica's voice as she absently murmurs that brings a small smile to my face.
'This…has turned out much better than it should have, especially when you take into consideration I started this whole thing with a manipulation so that I could fuck Erica…even if I did have a side goal of helping her out with her seizures too.'
'I should ask her to go to Lydia's party on Friday…as a date…'
"Hey Erica…?" I call out to her and there's a slight nervous tremble to my voice that shouldn't be there.
"Hmm?" Erica hums questioningly.
"Will you go on a date with me to Lydia's party on Friday?" I ask and every second that Erica doesn't answer feels absolutely nerve wracking.
'How long has it been since I asked a girl out on a date…three…four years?'
"I have to go home." Erica suddenly says and gently pushes on my left shoulder making me sit up, I don't look at Erica…because I feel so…defeated.
'Stop it.' I tell myself.
"Stiles, I have to go home so I can get my mom to take me to the mall to pick out my clothes for Friday night…" Erica seems to pick up on my distressed state of mind, and her voice carries a bit of teasing exasperation at the end of her sentence.
'Oh my god, Erica is such a girl!' I complain in my head, 'What happened to miss perfectly fine, walking around in sweatpants and baggy sweatshirts?' I continue to complain.
"Did you really think I was going to pass up, my first date, just because you asked me to go to a party with you instead of something like the movies?" As Erica asks me like that I feel really embarrassed that yes I did think/feel like that, it's been awhile since I dated okay, it seemed like all women in my age group of younger are Onlyfans hoes who just want dick and money.
"Kinda." I mutter and Erica leans in and kisses my cheek, "Huh, even when you're being dumb you're still kinda cute." Erica playfully teases, while grabbing my chin and turning my face to face her's, she leans in again and kisses my lips with a slow passion.
Erica breaks the kiss, all smiles and amused looks, "Come on, time to take me home." Erica playfully teases.
I let out a snort of annoyance, "What if I decide to just keep you here tonight…and snuggle?" I ask Erica while crossing my arms over my chest and leaning back against the back of the couch, and absolutely love the way Erica's rosy flush darkens.
"Nope, I need clothes, but maybe tomorrow after the game…" Erica shoots my offer down reluctantly, but counter offers with tomorrow.
"Mmm, a lot of people are talking about going out after the game, and I have my suspicion Lydia is going to try and screw with Scott and Allison so we might have to run damage control…oh, and my clone just got put on first string…who knew being a Grimm would lead to such a boost in sporting abilities." I sigh and reveal a little bit of future knowledge by Erica's scowl. I can tell that Erica doesn't like the idea of Lydia messing with Scott and Allison's budding relationship.
"Heh, we'll go and make sure Scott and Allison have a nice time…Allison deserves to have real friends and not fake bitches like Lydia." Erica mutters and it sounds personal and nearly forgotten memories of Erica and Lydia being best friends right up until seventh grade rush to the surface…that's when Lydia developed bigger tits than Erica's and started to learn her sexuality could make her more popular friends.
I nod in agreement, 'Lydia, grows into being a much better friend in the future, but as of right now I totally agree with Erica, Allison does deserve a good friend like her…and if it slowly leads to a place where Allison ends up laying on one side of me and Erica on another "where we Netflix and chill" well then that's all the better, sorry Scott you can have that Kitsune girl…or Danny…' I think as I stand up from the couch take Erica's hands in mine as my clone enters Erica's house through her unlocked bedroom window.
"Erica, lock your bedroom window, I don't like it being left unlocked with a homicidal werewolf running around turning people." I say to her as my clone creates a door for her to use.
"I don't think a window is going to stop a motivated psychotic werewolf, Stiles…" Erica rolls her eyes at me in exasperation but kisses my cheek.
"But just to make you feel better I'll start locking my window." Erica sighs before turning to the door and walking away with a bit of a sway to her hips, and I can't help but admire the way her skirt hugs the flare of her hips.
"Night babe." I call out just as Erica is about to step through the doorway.
"Goodnight Stiles, I love you." Erica says and quickly shuts the door behind her, whether out of embarrassment or to have a victory in the who said I love you first category, I don't know but the image of her happy face greets me through my clone, who leaves through the window with a little wave.
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