Death Among Us (7 page)

“So there you have it.  I don’t regret what I did, but it is very important that we locate that axe first.”   I finished my beer.  The evening brew of choice was a light ale called the Piranha Pale Ale.  Much like the name, it had a nasty bite which I rather enjoyed.

“You truly are Parson Weems?”  It still seemed we were on that fact.  “You don’t know what it means to be sitting here with you.”

“Death is a pretty powerful being.  It is actually quite the turn on.”  Roxanne’s hand slipped up my leg under the table.  She was such a naughty minx.

But Maggie was in total disagreement.  “Not because he is Death, but because he influenced an entire period of history that I have studied over and over again.  I read your memoirs more times than I care to count!”

“You read that?”

“Millions of people read that!  It’s kind of a big deal in the historical world!”

I started to chuckle.  “I just wanted to give everyone an accurate picture of the man I befriended and came to greatly respect.”

“I have a question about your story.”  Roxanne’s hand had left my leg, a shame really.  “You said Washington had been touched by the Light of Heaven.  Do you know who or why gifted him with that?”

After meeting George and making the discovery, I had tried my best to find out who had gifted the Light to him, but to no avail.  With the folks upstairs, if they didn’t want you to have information, that did a great job of hiding it.  “Unfortunately I never found out.  It’s bothered me greatly, but it is much too late now to make that discovery.”

I got up to get another beer.  “Derrick, is the story about the cherry tree true?”

“Ha!  It was and old Augustine was so pissed!  That was his prized cherry tree and George hacked that thing down in three chops.  Thank the Almighty he told him the truth.  The tough bastard let him off with a warning but later that day came down and punched me in the face.”

Maggie covered her mouth with her hand, trying to stop from laughing.  “He punched you?!”

“Oh yeah, caught me unprepared too.  Knocked me right down on my ass and started ranting and raving at me.”

Neither one of the girls knew what to say.  I’m sure they were waiting for the other shoe to drop where I went into a story how I scared the shit out of him and threatened everyone in the community.

“When I started laughing at the entire scene, Augustine was mortified about what he did.  He helped me back up and invited me over for dinner that evening.  The man apologized to me almost every day for a month straight.”

“You old softy!”  Roxanne was pointing at me, “You let a mortal off the hook and didn’t reap his soul for such an affront?”

“There was no reason to.  I’ve done enough terrible things over the years where I didn’t need to screw the pooch on this one.”

I’ll be the first to tell you, when I came to Earth from Eden so long ago, I was a total fuck up.  I’m not proud of a lot choices I made, but I considered myself above the mortals.  I did things that would make your stomach turn.

“I respect you for not doing your ‘reaping’ thing.  It still creeps me out to no end.”

“I hate to change the subject here, but we do have some more pressing matters to attend.  Roxanne, are we all packed up?”

“Yes, I have the suitcases already to be loaded up.  Is our new friend going to be coming along?”

That was the question.  “Well Maggie, you are more than welcome to stay here or go where ever you want.  Obviously, the closer you are to where I am, the better job I can do protecting you should the need arise.”

“No, I want to come to Washington with you.  I doubt I can be of any assistance in fighting demons or whatever else comes our way, but I want to learn more about you and your life.”

“Ahh so the historian in you comes out.  Well, I have seen a lot of major events.”

“It is a long drive to the city; I expect to hear some of those tales.”

“It is a long drive and I think we should soon call it a night.  Roxanne, does your magic allow you to take someone with you?”

“Of course!”  To prove her point, she grabbed my arm and teleported us to the living room.  “See, easy peasy!”

“Perfect.  Would you take Maggie back to her place and get her stuff together?”

She gave me an exaggerated bow.  “Of course my Master.  I am but your humble servant.”

I walked by and gave her a firm slap on the ass.  “Humble isn’t the word I would use.  If you get into any trouble call me.”

“My my Derrick, foreplay and concern for my wellbeing all at the same time?  I would say my magic is really working on you.”

I didn’t respond, choosing to stand there and just look at her.  She waltzed back into the kitchen.

“Maggie dear, you are coming with me.  See you real soon Derrick!”

And with that, both women were gone.  I could’ve gone if I wanted to, but I needed some quiet time.  Or at least that was the plan up until thirty seconds after they left.

“Hello War.  What do I owe this unexpected pleasure?”

A large man walked out of my bedroom.  Heavens knows how he got there, but his presence immediately was picked up as soon as he entered my home.  As always, he was dressed like some biker gang member and probably carrying more than his fair share of weapons.

“Are you not going to offer me a beer Death?”

I had no idea what he was up to, so I decided to be pleasant and get him one.  “What brings you to this side of the universe?  It’s been years since you ventured out of Eden.”

He twisted the cap off and took a seat in my recliner.  “Word is you are involved in some plot to save this country’s President from being assassinated.  Seeing as how incidents like that could trigger a military response depending on how it went down, I figured I should know a little.”

“Of course, we wouldn’t want to stop World War Three if we could help it.”  Little did he know the threat was internal.

“I am just here to make sure you do not violate anymore of the rules.  It is bad enough you allowed that mortal to cheat death.  You broke your own damned rule brother!”

“I thank you for reminding me of what I did as I have already forgotten the potential ramifications.  If you are here to lecture me, then I suggest you go back to our home.”

“It is no longer your home!  You betrayed the Horsemen and left!” 

And there it was.  Sour grapes over the fact I left.  “We all have made choices we do not agree with.  Only visiting Earth whenever I needed to reap a soul was no way to live.  Famine even agreed with me until you bullied him into going back.”

He drank his beer, but his eyes never left mine.  “We will always agree to disagree on this topic.”

“Yes we will.  And how I choose to enforce my rules and my domain over death is my business.  Now in terms of how my current situation affects your domain, I will explain.”

He let me talk.  I went over everything, from both the angels and what Roxanne told me.  Horsemen, no matter how enraged we got at each other, always kept our business to ourselves.  I had no worries that War would tell anyone what he heard today.

When I finished, he looked surprisingly concerned.  “With a pawn so close to the President, it would seem Beelzebub has the upper hand.  Have you thought of a way to stop him yet?”

“Not yet.  When I get to Washington, my contact Veronica is supposed to have a safe house set up.  Hopefully they will have learned more.  You know me; I’m more of a fly by the seat of your pants guy.”

He gave a short rough laugh.  “It is a miracle you are still the strongest of us all.  How you do it I will never understand.”

“I think it is a combination of luck, skill, and Khloros.  Don’t tell him I ever admitted that though, I will deny it until judgment day.”

“I would never admit the same of Pyrrha as well, so your secret is safe with me.”  He reached over and we clinked beer bottles.

When he finished his, he stood back up.  “I was only granted a limited amount of time to come and see you.  I must return home to receive my next task.  If I hear anything in regards to yours, I will do what I can to tell you.”

“Thank you brother.”

“Thank Famine the next time you see him.  He is the one who talked me into coming to see you.  He and Conquest really want us to be united again.”

I gave my brother a hug.  “One day, either tomorrow or millennia from now, we will be.  When the seals are broken and the Almighty wishes us to start the Last Judgment, we shall ride together.”

“I hope we can resolve our differences before then.”

With that, we left our embrace and he walked out the door.  When I came over to shut it, I looked down the hallway.  War was already gone.

After War left, I pretended to be asleep on the couch when the girls got back.  I hadn’t really wanted to talk about the fact that my brother was here.  Chances were good Roxanne would pick up his scent, but if I was asleep, I counted on the fact she would not want to wake me up.

I was planning on us all leaving early, so I did truly fall asleep not long after they arrived home.  I was not to sleep through the night though.  It must have been around one thirty when I awoke to the feeling of another so close to me.

It only took a moment to figure out who it was.  “Roxanne, why aren’t you laying in the bed?”

“Maggie is there right now.  She is a nice sleeping companion, but I missed you.”

“Oh, well then.”  I might enjoy the company of women, but I really never learned on how to deal with them for any period of time longer than a day or two.

“Master Death, can I talk to you on a personal level?”

“Why are you so serious all of the sudden?”  I had a bad feeling about this.

Her red eyes looked like they may have had tears in them.  “I do not want to be replaced by the mortal.”

Oh boy.  I would have never figured a Lust demon would be the jealous type.  “I thought you wanted her to become part of the group?  Isn’t that what you had said the night I reaped her husband?”

“I thought I did, but I see the way you look at her and it is the same way you looked at me when it was just the two of us.”

“Roxanne, I’ve only known you for two days.  I barely know Maggie at all either.  I think it is safe to say I don’t know how I am looking at either one of you.”

“So it is not your intention to replace me with her?”

“No, that is not my intention.  You have been very helpful and I will definitely need you in what is to come.  I like both of you and want to keep you both safe.”

Her smile came back.  “Thank you!  I knew I was being paranoid, but my previous master was not anything like you.  I apologize.”

“No need to do that.  We’re cool Roxanne.”

I closed my eyes again, thinking that was the end.  Oh how wrong I was.  She wrapped one of her legs around me pulling me close.  With the snap of her fingers, my boxers slid down my legs and were no longer keeping us separated.

How we were laying made it easy for her to slide me all the way in.  I couldn’t believe how ready she was.  I hadn’t even done anything.

“Being around you is an arousal.  I am your servant; it is my job to always be ready.”

As much as I wanted to say that wasn’t necessary, I was lost in euphoria.  Even in the limited space, she worked her hips well.  To keep from moaning, she took my finger and bit down on it.  With my free hand, I grabbed her ass and pulled her hips in closer.

Releasing my finger, she leaned in close to my ear.  “Fuck me master, I am your dirty little slave.”

The dirty talk really did it.  I sped up the motion and she matched my moves.  With both of us building, it was getting harder to hold on.  Pulling her in even closer, I let myself go.  When I orgasmed, it triggered hers and we both stopped, releasing everything we had.

After a moment, we slumped down into each other.  “Damn Roxanne, you certainly keep things interesting.”

“It is you who keeps things interesting.  I love the feeling I get when I push you to the breaking point.  It is way more exhilarating than what I am used to.”

I really couldn’t pat myself on the back; she did most of the work.  And I admitted that.  “I just go with what you do.  It is you who makes the experience amazing.”

“I am a Lust demon; I just bring out the best in my lovers.  Your best is just a bit better than most.”

That was a great note to fall back asleep on.  I didn’t know how long Roxanne lay with me, if she did at all, but the next time I woke up, I was alone on the couch.  I wasn’t alone in the room, as Maggie was sitting on the recliner, staring at me.

“Good morning creeper.  Watch me sleep much?”

This cracked a smile out of her.  “Sorry, this is really fucking creepy isn’t it?”

“Doesn’t even crack to top one hundred with all the messed up shit I’ve seen.  Did you sleep alright?”

She sat her coffee down.  “Yeah, after Roxanne stopped trying to molest me.  She is a persistent one, isn’t she?”

“It is just her nature.  Speaking of the little minx, is she still asleep?”

“Yeah, she was lying on the floor curled up in a ball.  For a moment it actually looked cute.  But when I tried to step over her, she started talking in her sleep.”

I started laughing, “What in the world did she say?”

“I’m paraphrasing but it was along the lines of asking me to put my fingers in her warm, wet pussy?  Yeah, I had to get out of there quick.”

I slapped my forehead.  “I think we will let her sleep for a little bit.”

“That’s fine by me.  I am glad we actually get to spend a little time together, just the two of us you know.”  She left the recliner and came over and sat beside me.  I moved over, but the blanket was covering what I forgot.  I hadn’t put my boxers back on from my midnight dalliance.

“Oh wow, sorry about that.”  I tried to pull the cover back over back she stopped me.

“Derrick, don’t try to hide that there is still a great deal of sexual tension between us.  And more importantly, don’t deny me what you’ve already given me.”

Let’s pause for a minute here.  Number one, I enjoy sex.  Quite a bit actually.  Number two, I have not nor do I have intentions of leading either one of these ladies on.  I don’t know how I feel towards either and if cornered, I would immediately go into flight mode.

“Maggie, it is only fair for you to know that Roxanne and I have a sort of friends with benefits relationship going on.”

“Derrick, if you think I am dumb enough to not realize she is your fuck buddy, then you insult me.”

I put my head down, “I didn’t mean to insinuate that.”

“I am a grown woman who makes decisions for herself.  I like you, find you fascinating, and it doesn’t hurt you are incredibly handsome.  I don’t know what is happening here, but I do know that I want you right now.”

She climbed on me and grabbed my head.  Unlike Roxanne who apparently needed little to no warm up, Maggie was content on starting with the basics.  Like two teenagers, we made out on the couch for awhile.  She’s an excellent kisser and I didn’t mind at all.

After awhile, I felt the need to untie the belt around her robe.  When it released, her body was as naked as mine.  Our hands started to explore each other, hers wrapping around me and slowly massaging it.  Mine found her, ready and willing to be explored and used.

I couldn’t take the foreplay anymore, and I took control.  With her sitting on me, I guided myself into her.  It felt the same as the first time together, but there was something different.  Maybe it was the fact she knew who I truly was, but she wasn’t as aggressive.  She let me take the lead this time.  With her breasts bouncing in my face, I knew she could feel me the throbbing inside her.

“Oh fuck, it feels so good.  You aren’t going to let me down are you?”

“Of course not.”  I don’t know how women can talk during sex but men are always out of breath.  We can barely get out three words.  “I’m getting close.”

“I can feel you.  I can tell you are ready to burst inside me.  You don’t know how bad I want that feeling right now.”

Women, you should realize by now when you ask, you receive.  I grabbed on to her and let myself go.  For the second time in hours I was feeling that sweet ecstasy.  I was really hungry too.  Mood killer coming up in three, two, one…

“I’m ready for some breakfast now, aren’t you?”

Still in position, sitting on me, Maggie just stared at me.  “Is this your idea of pillow talk?”

“I just burned a ton of calories in you.  Besides breakfast is the most important meal of the day, especially after losing so many electrolytes.”

“You’re fucking joking with me right?”

I patted her on her bare ass.  “I never joke about breakfast food.  So what’s your poison, omelets, pancakes, or waffles?”

She looked at me for a second.  “Yeah, I’m hungry too.  You better make a damn good pancake Derrick that is all I can say.”

“Not to brag or anything, but I’ve been told my pancakes our foodgasm worthy.”

She pulled up and off of me, but not before licking the back of my ear.  “After the orgasm I just gave you, a foodgasm would definitely be returning the favor.”

Chuckling and pulling my boxers back on, I headed towards the kitchen.  “Prepare yourself, for I take no responsibility if you cannot handle the Pancakes of Death!”

As I stuck my head in the fridge, I heard a very loud and audible groan.  Some people have no appreciation for good humor.