Page 151 of Property of Necro
“I did. I fucked up. I was manic, and I’ll be manic again. We all know I will. It happens. But I’m doin’ what I can to be better.”
Have you been readin’ some of Rot’s self-help books?
“No, asshole. You know I don’t like to read. But when I’m building, I listen to podcasts.”
I’m no one,I remind him.
I offer nothing.
I am nothing.
“That’s nonsense.” Coffin scoffs. “You’re Necro, our club president, who has been doing a piss-poor job for the past few months. You’re Azrael, our brother, our leader… and you’re alive. You died on that table and were brought back to life. Doesn’t that purify you? Isn’t that how this shit’s supposed to work? You absolve the sin and move the hell on? Say a bunch of Hail Marys.”
He doesn’t get it. Nobody fuckin’ gets it.
You know I’m not Catholic, asshole. And I still look like this.I point to my ugly mug. My… everything.
“And? She still likes it. Shouldn’t she know what she’s attracted to?”
I…
Fuck him.
I can’t eat her pussy.
“That doesn’t mean you can’t taste it.”
My fingers are too rough.I lift my hands to show the proof. I rubbed them raw, down to the bone. They don’t belong anywhere near someone as precious as her.
“And I carve her skin and drink her blood,” Coffin volleys, always having a smartass reply for everything I say. “She doesn’t give a fuck about some rough fingers. Mine aren’t any better… and yet she’s still sucking my cock and loving it.”
To prove some jacked-up point, Coffin grips a handful of Sola’s curly hair and pulls her off his cock with a wetpop. She groans and roots around like she wants more, and he chuckles warmly as he rubs his cock head across her cherry red lips. “Do you need me, Sweet Cheeks?”
“Please,” Sola whimpers.
“Do you wanna suck Necro like this?”
“Yes,” she rasps with her eyes closed.
“How’d it feelin’ havin’ him cum in your mouth today?” Coffin asks, crossing a damn line.
“I loved it,” she purrs, licking her lips.
“How’d you like seein’ him without his mask?”
“He’s hot.”
“Good girl.” Rot reaches over and helps lower Soladown Coffin’s cock. “That’s it. Take him. Thank you for answering our questions. Now get some more rest.”
She nods and sighs in relief as she drifts back to sleep without a care in the world, Coffin nestled in her pretty mouth.
I’m envious.
I shouldn’t be.
It shouldn’t matter.
But fuck… I…
