My love, don't fear me

Chapter 4: No space left between us

Mary's lying frozen, pinned to the ground with her warm lips being tainted by those cold ones of her attacker. Before their lips touched, Mary was full of anger, frustration & a small amount of buried fear, but after feeling the soft lips of a cold kiss, she's forgetting what was even happening in the first place. Her body feels like it's melting into the arms of this woman, who she can tell is a woman as their breasts are pressed against their bodies.

"BZZZ! BZZZ!"

Marys phone is beginning to buzz. It's Jordan calling her this late. Of course he'd call late, he wants to hookup today.

Before she can reach for it, the mystery woman is reaching into her pocket & throwing it into the woods.

"Youre mine right now, don't get distracted from me."

Marys thighs are shaking. She's loving being dominated for once. She notices the intensity of this kiss as her body begins to unfreeze & she wraps her arms around the woman's head, slightly gasping as they somehow melt into each other more. What is this sensation & how can it be so intense yet breathtaking? Mary wants nothing more than to stay in the arms of her midnight lover as they embrace & continue to feel every single part of each other's lips & mouths, maybe even more. Her legs are shivering as her hands start to trail down to the girls waist, while the strangers right hand trails down her chest all the way down to the bottom of her belly. The heat is so intense between them that Mary can't even think straight until the stranger suddenly jumps up & starts to look around. Mary's frozen in shock of everything that just happened. She feels like she just came out of a spell, but her heart's still beating so fast.

"H-hey-"

Mary's starting to speak when the woman starts giving her a glance from the side as she's facing away from Mary. She's looking back to give Mary a quick glance & she catches the glimpse from her eye.

Just like before. Those red ruby eyes. She's quickly observing her sharp yet soft features. Her cheeks are prominent & shadowed, her eyebrows are dark brown & quite thick but tidy. Before Mary gets another word out, the stranger starts sprinting through the woods before she hops on a branch until she's eventually disappearing into the darkness.

Mary sat there frozen on the ground for awhile before she's starting to move again. She didn't even know what to think for the longest time. Now, she can barely keep a thought together besides "Get up. Get up.", "Walk. Walk. Walk.". Her feet feel as heavy as bricks, her heart's beating rapidly as she's taking steps one at a time back towards her house.

"Who was that woman? Why does she feel so familiar? Why is my heart still beating so fast? Fuck."

Mary can't seem to wrap her head around any of it. She could collapse any second. Her head won't stop spinning as she's trying to make it home. It feels like she's starting to get a fever. Her vision's starting to get hazy as she's stumbling through the woods while tripping on all of the trees' roots again, just like when she was five. Her breathing's starting to get unsteady. Mary glances behind her as her visions starting to get blurry to see if that woman's still around, but instead, she sees something red.

Two red dots. It's too blurry for her to make anything out, but...

"Hold on, M-Mary. Don't look s-so pathetic... this time."

The words escape her mouth right before she starts falling to the ground before a thud reaches her & she's passing out.

"Mary? Mary."

Mary's groaning while she rolls around in bed until she can cover her ears with her black velvet blanket. She recognizes the sound of her mother, Kathryn's voice.

"Quite a long nap you had, dear."

"Ugh, what are you talking about?"

Mary's raising her half awake corpse for a human body slowly to a slightly hunched sitting position. She's starting to remember everything that happened last night.

("I don't remember going to bed last night.") She's thinking to herself.

"it's far past noon. we are nearing the evening now."

"Th-the evening? but last I remember being up was last night."

Mary's mother, Kathryn's giving her a deep, sincere smile.

"You needed the rest, dear. I know that yesterday was a lot for you, as it always has been. I am just worried about you. You haven't come out to eat anything yet, do you want me to make you something?"

Her mother seems to always worry about her. figures after seeing her daughter grieve her father from such a young age. She had no one else to depend on, no one else she was close to. Her walls were tall, & no one seemed interested to break them after seeing them, besides the odd guy that'd hit on her, as she's quite beautiful. Mary would always shoot them down quickly in a way that'd make them rethink ever asking a girl out again.

"I can make myself something, mom. don't stress over me, I'm fine, I promise."

"If you say so, dear. I'll at least get you some water."

"Thanks."

Mary can't seem to figure out how she got back to bed as she starts to get up & dressed. she's realizing that she didn't even change out of yesterday's clothes. She still has a bit of dirt on her back & behind her legs...

from when she was laying on the ground, a beautiful woman on top of her, making out with her passionately.

Mary's heart's begin to pound out of her chest as her face is turning red, her breaths becoming shorter & slightly more rapid. She sits back on the bed & lays down, the way she was the night before. She's starting to squeeze her thighs together while she's replaying last nights events.

The deep kisses of her midnight lover, the way every touch from her made Mary shiver with excitement & fearful passion. The muffled moans the midnight lover let out in her mouth as they kissed each other deeply, the way she slid her hand down Mary's body...

God, she's hot.

Mary's right hand's moving onto her thigh before she quickly moves it over to her crotch. She's picturing every single touch being that woman's. She can't help but feel the thrill all over again, pulsating through her body.

("I can't help myself. f**k. I feel like I'm under a spell, or I have a fever. Mmph.")

Just as Mary's beginning to pleasure herself with two of her fingers, she's remembering those two red dots.

Two red dots, like those eyes she saw when she was five.

Who was that? Is there someone else? Who would have been out there again that late at night, at the same time as all those years ago.

Mary stopped before she even realizes.

("Wait, if the woman who was with me last night left, did she really leave, or did she come back? Was it her?")

Mary can't find her answers in her head, but she knows that she needs to go find them in the real world.