endlessdel | Really Stupid Idea...?

"rEaL piratE fRom THe eiGhtEentH CenTUrY," Delirium said looking up at him. She moved from her cosy position licking his scars, making them feel better to sitting back in his lap again. She liked it there it made her feel tall. "hE giVes ME orGAsMS anD doESN't LiKE PeoPLe toUcHiNG mE."

Delirium grinned impishly. "buT hE NeVEr saiD aboUT mE tOUcHiNG othERS."

He frowned and shook some hair from his fae, shifting so it would be more comfortable, even with her weight on his lap and sand in his ass.

"If he's gay, why would he give you orgasms? That doesn't make sense, is he, like, a bisexual pirate? Gay guys don't fuck girls." Freddy didn't get that, maybe he just wasn't understanding, or there was poor communication somewhere in there.

"He FuCks me bUt hE iS gaY, He OnLy LiKES me beCauSe hE's mY moRtaL anD i MAkE suRe hE iS OKay." Delirium said, bending down to kiss his lips and stroking his hair. "thiS One doES mR oRanGe. jUsT LiKE Mr OrAngE FUcKS MiSS ocTARIne. possiBLy bEttER."

Freddy supposed that as...possible. Delirium was really forward, he certainly hadn't been expecting to have sex with her when he had joined her, but herre they were.

"Uh....okay. So, your fucking a gay pirate, and he'd hurt me for touching you? Got it. I think."

Delirium nodded and mussed his hair a little. Delirium was stll wide awake and ready to go but she knew mortals, normal mortals and men mortals liked sleep after orgasms. They were very weak creatures.

"sLEep UnLesS i caN giVe yOu a bLowjoB?"

He blinked, still surprised by exactly how blunt and to the point she was. Even under paid strippers with kids to feed weren't this up front. He sat quietly for a moment, letting his hair bee mussed and then after a short pause, he shrugged.

"Blowjob. I could deal with that. And then, let's get under a tree. You look lke you'll fuckin' blister under the sun."

Delirium's skin probably was burning by now already but she didn't mind it was Sol's way of loving her and showing her respect and she loved Sol so much. Almost as much as Barnabus but obviously not as much, because Barnabus love wasn't rivalled by anything. She grinned wickedly.

"yOu CoULd deaL wiTh iT mR oRANgE?" Delirium teased as she unbuttoned the top of his jeans slowly.

He snorted and nodded, watching her slow teasing movements as she unbottoned his jeans. A spray of mussed wild red hairm mismatched eyes, and naked except for a skirt and a thin layer of fishnetting. It was an erotic and yet offsetting sight.

"Yeah, I can deal. I gotta know though, are you some kinda creature that lives off of sperm or something? You seem to...like it." He knew some girls like to swallow, but this just seemed out there, especially when he recalled her wiping his climx from he thighs and eating it.

"i fOrgET To EAt a Lot, i'M nOT usED TO iT beinG hUmaN anD eatiNG anD sLeepiNG And drinkiNG. thiS iS A vaLuaBLe souRcE OF...somEThing, besiDes i LiKe thE TAsTe waRm anD sALtY ANd biTTer ANd LikE THe seA." Delirium said as she pulled the zipper back down, it had only come up and was probably feeling a bit abused by now. "dO yOu Not WanT mE To MAkE yOu cOmE mR oRANGe?" Delirium asked as she dipped her head down to kiss his abdomen, pulling his jeans and boxers down with her hands whilst her tongue ran over his scar and trailed downwards.

He tilted his head to watch, absently spreading his legs a little to make access easier for her when she decided to get to the point.

"I would very much like you to make me come," he said honestly, shrugging a shoulder. "I was just wondering. Shouldn't you pirate get you to eat more, or do just eat his jizz too?"

"hE'S oNe oF miNe, hE coULd NEvER Get mE To dO anythiNG. wE eaT soMETimES, WE hUnT toGethER ANd kiLL thiNGS." Delirium said, wondering if he'd ever shut up so she could get to the point. Delirium trailed her nose into his pubic hair, rubbing her nose in it and inhaling the very masculine smell there.

Holding his semi-hard erection in one hand, she stroked him firmly before placing the tip in her mouth. Licking the slit there, she twirled her tongue around it and waited for the rest of his body to catch up to what she was doing.

He groaned, all signs of intelligent conversation disappearing at the flick of a tongue. It did not take long at all to go from semi-hard to throbbing 'don't you fucking stop, I will explode' hard. His knees jerked and he raised his hips, one hand fisting the sand, the other cupping the back of her head, urging her to go down further.

This was definitely not what he had been expecting when he'd walked out to the beach, but there would be no coplaint coming from him. Ever.

Delirium flicked her tongue over the head, he was becoming hard and angry and wanting all over again. Delirium liked making mortals come undone, maybe that was her obsession with their sperm. All that energy and life gone in one insane blissful moment. Delirium allowed his hand to push down on her head as she licked her tongue town him and sucked hard on him.

One hand caressed his balls whilst the other gripped his sides tightly. Delirium ran her tongue back, easing off on the pressure as she fucked his head with her tongue before going quicker back down on him.

He sucked in a deep breath and let his eyes slip closed for a moment, just soaking up every sensation. He had no idea how her hands could still be so damn cold, but her mouth was warm and her tongue talented as it trailed around his shaft and tip, before sinking back down and making his hips jerk in a bolt of white hot pleasure.

He'd met hookers and strippers who weren't this good. Those girls got paid for this shit, but this chick trumped just about every blowjob he'd ever gotten. He could assume that being immortal ment that she has a lot of practice, and she did feed of of sperm, so all in all it wasn't that surprising. But it still was, at the exact same time.

"Fuck," he gasped, letting his head fall back as his hand fisted in her hair.

If she knew he was comparing her to one of her sibling's favourite mortal creatures she probably wouldn't have been too happy at the comparison. She had been Delight before, getting a guy off was easy when she had spent billions of years being pleasure and happiness and pure joy.

She loved that he swore and she bobbed her head back down on him, increasing the pressure of her tongue as she increased the pace on him. Her hand massaged his balls as she brought her head back up to him, taking the tip just into her mouth where she sucked hard on it and flicking her tongue against him.

God, it the actual act didn't get him off, the sight would. Flushed and moist pink lips wrapped around his cock, pert little breasts housed by pink fishnets, a tiny skirt hiked so far up he could see the firey patch between her legs. If those lips hadn't actually been eliciting the pleasure that they were, he would have burst at the sight anyhow.

He didn't really have much he could offer in his position, and he wasn't in the mood for trying to find something or change postions. So his eyes zoomed in a a erect little nipple that peeked through the neeting. A grin twitched on his lips, and while she was busy, he slipped his hand to her chest to give the little bud a frim squeeze before rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

Delirium squeeked, mid way down his cock, as he pinched her nipple and almost choked. Pulling back up quickly she looked at him glaringly and a little hungrily, she sucked on his tip again and would probably stay there until he could learn to behave. Her fingernails digged into the skin on his abdomen, luckily avoiding his scars, as she dipped her head down him.

Delirium quickened the pace, she wanted to bring him off. Fireworks, stars and salty goodness. Delirium moaned half way down, vibrating against him as she began to enjoy getting him off.

He almost laughed. Almost. Mainly he thought she might just stop if he gave in and did so, but instead she picked up the pace and he moaned like a whore instead. He stopped playing with her abused nipple, but gave her breast a good squeeze before the hand returned to it's previous position on the back of her head. Fuck did she know how to blow a guy.

Groaning low, he raised his hips up further and tried to focus his breathing to a slower calmer pattern, but it wasn't working well. In the end, he just muttered and wound his fingers into her hair. "Here it comes." he warned her through grit teeth, just on the edge of plummeting into fireworks.

Delirium hummed as his hips lifted as he sat on the edge of losing control, just as she got back to the top of his dick he came suddenly into her mouth. His fingers were in her hair, Delirium swallowed happily and waited for him to finish coming before placing a small kiss on the tip of his cock. Delirium buried her face in his pubic hair and looked up at him with a cheshire grin.

Her back was getting that pretty side of pink and he looked positively fucked. "fUN MR orANGe?"

Freddy released a long, pleased sigh as he came, and watched her suck him off through heavy lidded eyes. He couldn't be more pleased than he was at that moment. And he had to admit, she looked nice where she was, but as his eyes strayed to the pinkening flesh of her back, he groaned.

"Fun, yeah. Real fuckin' fun. C'mon, get out of the sun or you'll burn up." Not that he wanted to moe, ever, but he'd rather not get unnecassary burns either.

"kAy," Delirium murmured into his lap. She stood up and stretched out, arching her breasts out and then left him to readjust himself as she wandered towards the tree line and the shade. She'd left her t-shirt too under his head and went and sat under a nice shady tree. She blew a kiss at Sol and waited for Freddy there.

It was then that he realized he did in fact, actually have to get up as well. He didn't want to, he was tempted to claim that he couldn't, but with a groan he sat up and straighted his clothes, and forced himself to wobbly legs as he grabbed her little shirt and trailed after her. Once he reached her, he just through her shirt down and dropped down into the loose sandy ground, setting his head against her thigh as he relaxed all over again.

"You are a good girl." He mumbled with a pleased sigh, basking in the glow of a double orgasm.

Delirium ignored the shirt he had thrown down, she had completly forgot that she had taken it off and allowed his head to drop down onto her thighs. His head pushed up her skirt and she unconsciously smoothed it down and stroked his hair as he drifted off. She smirked at his comment and let her fingers preen his hair.

"No I'm not," Delirium murmured staring up at the sun.

"Yeah, you are." He countered, eyes already closed. He wasn't going to fall asleep at that moment, but it wouldn't be too long before he did. And it felt kind of nice to have her fingers in his hair.

"A girl who can be fucked like that, suck like that, and still not be a bitch? That's a good girl in my book."

Delirium trailed one hand down his shoulder and across to his chest, she could feel his heart there all warm and beating. She'd seen him lying like this before, bloody and dying and there hadn't been anything she could do. Her sister always took mortals away and she accepted that but sometimes that didn't mean she had to like it.

Her hand touched something on his head, a scar and she knew what it was and she leant her head back against the tree. She wanted to tell him how easy that was, how that was her job but it wasn't it was Delight's and that part of her had changed. "yOu saY thE sweeTest ThiNGs Mr oRangE,"

He breathed deeply and opened his eyes slightly, abently counting each little cell in the pink netting as he lyed under her hands for several long moments.

"Thanks." He said dryly, aware that his previous statement hadn't sounded exactly how he wanted it to. "I'm serious though, you seem like a good girl. You are fuckin' nuts, but it's....I dunno, charming."

Delirium had actually meant what she said but humans were so confusing at times, with their multiple meanings. Delirium kept her hand where it was, closing her eyes as she leaned against the tree. Her head was blissfully quiet, no voices or monsters and she felt free.

"i'M fUCkiNG miSS ocTariNE oF coUrSe I'M fuCkiNG charMiNG," Delirium said immitating Fredddy. Her sister would probably have a fit to hear those words, they were only words but mortals added connections to them. Delirium said her next sentence with a giggle. "EiThER SLeEP oR FUcK Me AGaiN Mr OraNGe, i'M thAT tyPe oF GiRL."

The cursing sounded kinda weird coming from her mouth, but he grinned tiredly and lopsidedly all the same, a small giggle escaping him before he recovered and turned it into a more masculine sounding chuckle. She may have been fucking nuts, but she was also spunky, and she definitely amused him, in her own insane nympho way.

"I think I'll choose sleep for now," he mumbled, closing his eyes again and getting more comfortable. "We'll fuck when I can actually move again."

He smiled slightly, his teeth barely showing. "Miss fuckin' Octarine."

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