Two weeks passed, and I was going stir crazy. I haven't killed anyone in that time, which I can learn to live with. I rarely got to kill when I was in prison. However, the one thing that's breaking me to go without is sex. I don't exactly always need heavy two hour long sex, or even to be pleasured myself. I could give someone head and be satisfied, but I'm not aloud to even do that.

I've tried, trust me. Ricky almost gives into me. Then he stops me and tells me I need to watch myself. He can't learn to take chances! So what if my back could get more fucked up? It's a "could" not a "will". There's a chance I'd be fine. Ricky won't take that chance, for my own good, according to him. If he was worried he should be more worried about the fact that I can't do this much longer.

"Riiickky." I whined as I ran my hand up his leg.

He looked over at me like a mother about to tell their child to stop crying. Ricky picked up my hand and moved it back into my own lap. "No. Give it at least a few more days, please."

I sighed and stood up, "I'm going to go see what Chris is doing."

"Probably Angelo." Mike muttered.

I looked back at him with a scowl and he laughed. His little girlfriend did too. Everyone else has seemed to get over the fact that she attacked us. I still don't trust her. She seems too into her relationship with Mike. He seems to like her a lot though, so whatever floats his boat. Maybe she'll keep him leveled, or make him more crazy. Love can do that to you.

"Fine, then I'm going to go see what Balz is up to." I said.

"Him and Ryan-Ashley went out in the woods to find an animal to kill for dinner. We're running a little low on food." Vinny replied.

"Fine." I sneered, getting frustrated at this point, "I'm going to go see what Ryan is doing."

"Just watch yourself, okay?" Ricky told me lovingly, "Ryan's down in the cellar."

"Thanks, and I will." I sassed him.

Ricky rolled his eyes and relaxed back into the couch. He and the others went back to watching the movie. I do have a bit of a limp from the attack, but it's nothing I won't be able to live with. I adapt when I need to. Just like how I had to start living with the pain of my back.

The pain pills I was taking were giving me terrible nightmares. I kept having dreams of shit that's happened in my past. I'd honestly rather live with chronic pain than continuously relive my nights in the slums. I never told Ricky, about the dreams or the fact that I stopped taking the medication. The only person I told was Chris. I lied to Ryan and said I didn't need the pills anymore. He knew I was lying but doesn't fight me anymore.

Speaking of, I was in the midst of walking down to the cellar when I stopped on the narrow stairs. I heard subtle talking, but couldn't make out the words. It was just the tone that set me off. Though it hurt to lean over, I crouched down so I was just barely looking down into the cellar. The unfinished wooden steps didn't have a rail or any kind of edge to them.

I saw Ryan cleaning scalpels with a rag. Reese was leaned on the side of the table he worked at. I know that pose all too well. I've pulled it on so many men, even some women. Ryan, being the loveless sack of no emotions he was, didn't even register what she was doing. Maybe he did, and he was ignoring it. Regardless, Reese was trying her damnedest to get in his pants. That, I'm sure of. I've already noticed it on a few different occasions.

She's going about it all wrong. Ryan is not the type you should go in strong with. You have to ease him into shit. I should give her a few lessons in winning him over, because that man needs some affection in his life. He's always so stiff. Well, stiff everywhere but the one area of the body that he should be, if you catch my drift. The only problem is Ricky would kill me if I enabled his sister's whore ways. I'm going to establish that now: Reese is a slut. I figured that out just by the way she dresses and the way she carries herself. But hey, I'm a slut too and people still love me.

I couldn't watch this sad scene much longer. It was time to intervene. Ryan probably knew I was there anyways. Just as I say this, he glanced up from his table, looking straight up at me. I smiled and gave a dainty wave. Then I stood back up with a small stripper-esc twirl in my manor. What can I say? It's programmed into me. I walked down the rest of the stares to greet him.

"How long were you up there?" Ryan asked, not breaking away from the tools in his hand.

"Two seconds. That's all." I responded overly innocently, "What are you guys up to."

"I might as well be trying to play music for a deaf man." Reese muttered as she walked past me.

I laughed, "Balz and Ryan-Ashley should be getting back from their hunt soon. Why don't you set up something in the garage for them so they can skin and clean their catch?"

"Sure. Ryan, do you need anything else from me?" She asked.

"No. I should be fine." He said.

Reese walked back up the stairs. I heard her close the door, meaning it was just Ryan and I now. I leaned against the workbench, watching Ryan work. He was actually just finishing up his polishing. He stood up and took the now clean instruments over to their proper storage container.

"She's so crushing on you." I stated the obvious.

"I know." He coldly replied, "She is sixteen. I'm twenty-four. I may be a lot of illegal things, but a pedophile is not one of them. Besides, relationships are for chumps. No offense."

"None taken. Have you told her you're not interested?" I asked.

He sighed, "I've tried to. She sees and hears what she wants to, just like her brother."

I shrugged, "I can't argue there. Our relationship has been suffering just a tad without sex. I mean, do we seriously rely on sex that much?"

"Yeah, you do. I've tried to tell you that before but you don't listen. You still haven't listened about your back. If it weren't for Ricky-"

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Just be glad one of us is listening." I spoke as I began to walk towards the staircase. I wasn't in the mood of hearing a lecture, but I could tell Ryan wanted to give one.

"Where are you going?" He questioned.

"For a walk!" I yelled back.

Ryan sighed loudly. He knows I'll do what I want. There's no point in fighting me. As I stepped through the house to get to my room, I stopped by Chris and Angelo's room. They left the door cracked. Of course I looked! I couldn't not look. Peering in, I saw Chris on top of Angelo. The silk sheets just barely were resting over their bottom halves, preventing me from seeing anything clearly.

Obviously I knew what was going on under those sheets by both Chris' motions and Angelo's moans. They brag about their relationship and sex life to me a lot. I'm sure they didn't care that I was peaking. We don't have any porn because we have no wifi, so what else were my options while Ricky was holding out? I only looked for a few moments before closing the door.

I'll say this; Angelo sounds absolutely gorgeous in bed. I've said before that I would fuck Chris if we were goth single too. Obviously none of us would cheat... But would a foursome really be cheating? Okay, new life mission. First I need to convince Ricky to let me have sex again. Then I want to convince him into a foursome with Chris and Angelo. I know those two will do it because they're both swingers. Just imagining that is making me hard. Damn it.

When I came into our bedroom, I was surprised to see Ricky in there. I startled him a bit. He was on the bed, reading a book. Why would I shock him then? Unless he was doing something he shouldn't have been...

"H-Hey, I thought you were hanging with Ryan?" He asked as he sat up a little bit.

I walked along the side of our bed, running my hand down the edge. Our room was right next to Chris and Angelo's, so we could hear their fun time pretty clearly. Ricky watched me with wondering eyes. He had one of his legs up to his chest and I forced him to lay it down straight by pushing down on his knee. He had a hard-on. Oh, my naughty boy. I knew he couldn't handle going this long without sex.

Running my hand up to his crotch, I leaned down to be inches away from his lips, "They're turning you on."

"I'm sorry. I don't want you to think it's because I'm attracted to them, it's just the noises." He bit his lip.

"Baby," I cooed, "Don't lie to yourself. They're sexy. So are we. Next time they're at it we should join them." I giggled.

"What about now?" He smirked.

"Now? You're going to be mine right now." I told him as I climbed over him in the bed.

"Babe-" He began cautiously.

I snit, "Don't be do uptight. Just relax. I'm not going to hurt my back giving you head."

Ricky didn't protest. He still had some look of worry in his eyes, but for the most part gave in. Fucking finally. I just needed the contact of sex. Even if it's just pleasuring him, I need that contact. I unzipped his jeans, then got rid of his belt. Ricky already let out a small whimper. He had lost his tolerance in these past two weeks. I'm not complaining. I like to make him tremble.

I pulled out his beautiful cock. It makes me hard just to see it. He closed his eyes and seeped a groan as I ran my tongue up his shaft. When my tongue slipped over his tip, he instinctively grabbed my hair. I laughed to myself and kissing the tip of his member. Then I spit along the top and used my hand to spread it like lube.

"I want to make you cum, Daddy." I said in a high, sugary voice.

"You know what to do, Baby." He mused.

I bit my lip with a smile. Ricky laughed at my reaction. He ran his hand along my neck, playing with my chocker while I continued. I took the first inch or so in my mouth. Ricky pulled my hair out of my face for me while I began to bob my head. Each time I went down I took a little more of him in my mouth until I made my way to the base. He tightened his grip on my hair and forced me to keep my head down. Ricky bucked his hips to force his cock as far down as it could go.

He let me up for air. I closed my eyes as I regained my composure, feeling the spit dripping down my lips and chin. I wiped it off with one hand and used that same hand to then jerk him off. I put my lips on the head of his dick and used both my mouth and hand to get him off. He released a loud moan as I tasted some of his cum leaking out. Then he finally ejaculated into the back of my throat.

Ricky's whole body relaxed. I sat up and stuck my tongue out at him to show him his seed in my mouth. He laughed from enjoyment and I closed my mouth, swallowing it down. Ricky smiled and grabbed my face with his hand. He kissed my lips, smirking.

"Thank you, Kitten." Ricky beamed.

"No, thank you for finally letting me have some sexual contact." I replied, hopping off the bed.

His eyes followed me, "Where are you going?"

"I was about to grab my jacket to go on a walk before you distracted me."

He raised his eyebrow, "I distracted you?"

"Yep!" I chirped as I pulled one of his jackets from the closest.

"That's mine." Ricky pointed out to me.

"I know." I smiled, "I'll be back soon. I just need some fresh air."

"Be safe, please." He responded, "Love you."

"Love you too."

I closed our bedroom door behind me as I walked out. The others were still in the living room. I decided to grab some coffee for my walk. Yes, I'm going on a walk at ten at night. I actually do it a lot. The guys don't bother to stop me. Chris was in the kitchen, drinking from a mug while shirtless.

"You had fun tonight." I teased him.

He smirked from behind his cup, "You did too. Fix your lipstick."

I looked at my reflection in the microwave to see any color that was on my lips was now smeared all over my chin. Ugh, why didn't Ricky tell me? I'm sure he figured I'd get it on my own. I walked into the dinning room for a better mirror. It took me a few minutes to fix it. Once I did, I went back in the kitchen and grabbed some coffee.

Alright, folks. Comment question time since we haven't done it in a while. What kind of trouble do you think Ghostie is going to get into on his late night stroll?

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