harshboldcharm | Past Bed Mates

He laughed at her description. It did seem like it would be a really hectic. Drugs and a dare explained a lot of it though. He wasn't sure he could imagine that though anyway.

"I mean, because it was a God, did that make it better? I always figured that if they called someone a sex god, that had to come from someone actually being a god... or maybe not. I don't know. I've never had sex with a god."

"Won't like, we had a lot of good times. I mean, the guy could magic stuff up just like that, an' just pulled me right along. So there was sex in a sinking pirate ship, an' in a volcano an' stuff like that, just 'cause we could. an' yeah, he was good enough fer me ta think he had to be cheatin' somehow."

So she had a lot of good things to say. But even so, she didn't sound like she missed it at all.

"An', y'know, I kinda young when I met him, so I was kinda easily impressed."

Wylie wasn't really the type to be jealous about stuff like this. He'd had his fair share of sex partners. Okay, so none of them were gods or able to transport them to weird places, yeah.

"So he was good," he replied, shrugging a little. "Do you miss it? You want something more adventurous than just human me?"

He wasn't fishing for anything or even asking about specifics, but he was a little curious at the same time. He couldn't help it.

She did spend a short moment thinking. That had had a lot of fun, and the sex had been terrific. But... "Naah. Not really. Besides, it ended badly." Almost-died badly.

"If I'd wanted more adventure I'd 've gone out and got it, y'know that. But, believe it or not..." She linked her arm with his. "I'm happy with plain human you."

Wylie smiled over at her. He figured that at the very least, she would have left him if she had wanted more and the fact that she'd admitted to loving her, then yeah, he wasn't super worried.

She linked her arm with his and he tucked it close to his side, leaning over to kiss her head. "I guess that's good to hear, though I wasn't really all that worried about it," because he really didn't give a damn. He had a past, she had one. Whatever. "Though... plain human me isn't bad, right? Otherwise we should be practicing instead of talking. Fuck."

"Plain human you ain't bad at all. But all th' same, that ain't no reason not ta practice. Though maybe not right here. Now..." She pointed up ahead, where an angel was taking to the sky. "Would ya fuck that one?"

Wylie laughed and finished off his drink, tossing it in the nearest bin and leaned to her a little before smiling at her next question. "Oh, fuck yes," he looked at her. An angel? Of course. What the hell would that be like?

What he liked about this is that he knew that even though he was saying whether he would screw someone else, he wasn't saying he was going to and Jelani understood the difference. "What about them?" there was a set of twins, one male, one female, that clearly had something supernatural going on, though he wasn't quite sure what it was.

"Hell yeah." She sipped her alcoholic coffee. "At the same time."

She'd made it clear that this relationship of theirs was a somewhat open one. If she really wanted to fuck any of the ones they were talking about, or anyone else, she would. But not today. Not in the foreseeable future. She was perfectly happy and content with what she had, with the plain human Wylie.

"How about Fido?" She pointed over to a werewolf that was lounging around.

"I was hoping you'd say that," he laughed as she admitted to wanting them both at the same time.

Yes, he was still aware of the openness to the relationship. He was giving her time to make up her mind about what she wanted with all this and he was just going with it. He didn't have it in him to have a fit about it, anyway.

She pointed out a werewolf and he looked thoughtful for a second, "Probably. What about that one?" he asked, nodding towards guy who had both arms sleeved in tattoos.

"I do like tats." With everything else going on, tattoos weren't such a bog deal.

Sitting outside a cafe, sipping something thick and dark and red, was a guy who really could only be a vampire. Of the old school, even despite being outside in the day. Definitely not a sparklepire a la Twilight. "Him?"

Wylie looked over at the obvious vampire and nodded. "Sounds kind of dangerous," he laughed a little at the idea. "Maybe just for the experience. Pop culture seems to think they're great in bed," he explained.

He then spotted someone who looked like he was something evil. She was tall and slender and graceful and, yes, she definitely looked like she was a demon. The twin horns on her head gave it away. "Her?"

"Been there, done that, got th' fuckin' t-shirt," she commented about the vampire. "They're okay, but nothing spectacular."

About that demon, though. That one make Jelani almost weak at the knees. "Oh, abso-fraggin'-lutely!"

Wylie chuckled. Well, guess the vamps were mostly hype then. He wouldn't know. His range of sex partners were all still human.

However, she seemed rather enthusiastic about the demon and laughed a little, raising both eyebrows at her, "What's so great about those?"

"Are you kiddin' me? Look at her! The hair. The skin. The eyes. The horns. Just, her! She's fraggin' gorgeous! Besides... Th' wicked ones tend ta be damn good in bed."

Right then a female oompa-loompa went past them, just minding her own business. Jelani gave Wylie a look, eyebrow raised as if to ask, Would you?

She had a point. The girl was beautiful. He had a quick vision of having her and Jelani at the same time and had to shake that off really quick.

She gave him the sideways glance that he immediately recognized and bit his lip. He waited for her to be out of earshot and he smiled at Je. "Wouldn't be the first little person I fucked," he snorted.

If Jelani had known he was thinking that she would have stalked right up to the demon girl and asked if she'd like to join them. Seriously.

She laughed as they continued walking. "I'm somehow not surprised."

She was laughing at him and he shrugged a little, "it was good. She was kind of a rockstar in bed, too. It was a little weird, admittedly, but it worked."

Wylie did another glance back at some of the people they just walked by and he smiled. "I'm going to be having really interesting dreams and fantasies for a while," he teased.

"Yeah, well all the parts are there, just some a bit smaller. There's ways 'round that."

She finally finished her coffee and tossed the paper cup into a bin when they passed it. "Make sure ya tell me, 'cause I'll be wanting to hear 'em." She grinned up at him, nudging him in the ribs with her elbow.

"Hey," he tried to dodge her elbow too late and wince. "You've got pointy elbows, lady," he laughed, bumping her with his hip next.

"I'll take notes for you," he teased, "starting with demon woman." Because that was the one that she showed blatant interest in. Other than that, well, ya know. His mind was going to run wild.

"Should I go get her? To give you some more fodder for fantasies, I mean." She so would.

Wylie gave her a sharp look. One that said, 'are you fucking with me right now?' He took a second to compose himself since he was in public and all and glanced back over his shoulder.

"Don't tease me, Je, that's just not nice," he raised an eyebrow.

Just how she managed to make her smile both wicked and sweet at the same time was a mystery for the ages. She moved in front of him and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down for a kiss. "Who says I'm teasing?"

She stops him and gets her arms around him. He leans in as he's asked to silently and that smile is almost alarming. Wylie kisses her, getting his arms around her waist and pulling back to look at her.

"I'm a man. I think with my dick. I'm going to be very sad if you're kidding," he admits. Wow, he sounds like a desperate, horny male as if he never gets any. Just... wow.

Wicked was winning over sweet now. "So that's a yes, is it?" She looked over his shoulder. Yep, she could still see the demon girl over there.

He mouth dropped open, his brain shut down and it then proceeded to reboot while he tried to process what the ever-loving-fuck was going on right now. Was he really?

"Did God send you to me? Just seriously?" he stared down at her. "Yeah, that's a yes if you're serious."

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