Sitting on Dempsey's lap as he lavished my neck with kisses was definitely a dream come true. It was a feeling of pure love that washed over me during this process. I let my eyes close with a small moan, blushing darkly. What had just come out of my mouth? Dempsey heard it. I could feel him smirk on my neck as he kept kissing and nibbling. He found the sweet spot on my neck quickly, biting down harshly. My moans grew louder when the undead were suddenly heard. Dempsey sighed as he stopped.
"We'll continue this later," he whispered seductively while softly nibbling the lobe of my ear. I shivered once more and nodded shyly. The two of us quickly rushed down to be met with a large horde of zombies before us. They weren't hard...at least, not until they got smart.
A group of at least ten zombies held me down when Samantha commanded it. The rest circled around Dempsey, ripping him apart before me. My eyes widened, tears falling in rivers at the sight. "No!"
I shot up in the bed, sobbing softly into my hands. That was cruel of Samantha to show me such an image. I calmed down to the point I was merely hiccuping in thirty minutes before looking at Dempsey. Calming down allowed me to properly take in my surroundings.
The night air was chilly as it came into the room from the window. I had woken after another dreadful nightmare in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. It was such a wonderful dream at first, but I had lost Dempsey to the zombies in the end, making me sob softly once again at the thought. I laid my head on Dempsey's chest, the blankets pulled securely around us to keep warm. His heartbeat was calming. It kept me from bursting into fits of sobs once more, probably because it reassured me he was alive.
Dempsey slept peacefully, albeit sucking on his thumb occasionally. As cute as it is, the habit was in need of breaking. I would pull his thumb away, he would put it back in his mouth. I was done and pulled his arm down, keeping his arms in my embrace.
At this time was when he began muttering in his sleep. "I...love cupcake," he smiled. My cheeks burned as I stiffened, spluttering slightly. Cupcake? What? That must be the nickname he always wanted to use for his lover. Despite the complete and utter embarrassment I felt, I smiled softly and kissed his nose.
"Ich liebe dich auch, mein liebling," I whispered softly. He seemed to have heard me as he held me tightly, almost protectively. It sent my heart a flutter. Things soon went south, however, as his brows furrowed and he held me tighter.
"Eddie...don't go! Please!" he exclaimed. I felt panicked and quickly shook his shoulder to wake him.
Dempsey's eyes shot open and frantically searched the room before landing on my worried facial expression. He buried his head into my chest, sobs wracking his body violently. I felt shocked. The brave man I knew to show no tears and always grinned victoriously was confiding in me. He sobbed for an hour at least before calming down, hiccuping occasionally. I rubbed his back in a calming manner, softly kissing his temple every so often.
"Dempshey? Vould jou like to talk?" I whispered, worried for my lover. He nodded with a hiccup as he looked into my eyes like a frightened child.
"Y-you h-hated me and l-left me...forever," he whimpered. There was no doubt in my mind that Samantha had made him see such a horrible dream, just like her showing me my nightmare. I cupped Dempsey's cheeks and gently rubbed them with my thumbs.
"Ich vould never hate und leave jou...Ich love jou too much," I admitted with a heavy blush before kissing him softly. In all honesty, I was never very popular with the ladies, so this is my very first kiss.
I could feel Dempsey kiss me back immediately; passionately. It felt as if it lasted for hours by the time I pulled away for air, a dark blush painting my cheeks a lovely shade of crimson as I buried my head in his chest. I panted, desperately trying to regain my lost breath.
"V-vhat a...firsht...kiss," I panted. It was a whisper, surprising me that Dempsey heard me.
"What can I say?" he chuckled, his arms around my waist. He didn't sound out of breath at all.
"Zhat jou'll do it again?"
Dempsey smirked with a nod and instigated the kiss this time. My blush darkened another shade as I returned the affection I had craved for so long.
The feeling of being loved and loving...a feeling so foreign to me. I loved my mother, she showed nothing in return. Father was gone and I had no siblings. There was no other friends or family either. Maxis cared, but it was merely business related.
Dempsey's fingers expertly unzipped my jacket, slowly undoing the buttons of my white dress shirt. He pulled away and smiled kindly. "Let me show you how much I love you," he whispered. My eyes widened. Did he mean what I think he did? He wanted to make love to me? I felt terribly shy at the thought and bit my lip. I love him, so what's the problem? Nothing. I nodded hesitantly as he finished pulling off my shirt.
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I woke in the morning with a yawn, my lower region throbbing in a painfully wonderful sensation. I blushed darkly at the memories of last night when looking at Dempsey sleeping beside me. I then looked at myself underneath the sheets. It had really happened, it wasn't a dream.
The morning light flooded through the holes in the theatre ceiling outside our room window. It had to be at least ten or eleven o'clock. Time to get up, I suppose. But did I want to try getting up on my shaky legs after last night? What the hell, why not?
I pushed the covers aside and slowly got up. Success was out of my reach as I collapsed to the floor, groaning in pain. Dempsey burst awake at the sound and looked down.
"Are you alright?" he asked frantically. I squeaked, quickly hiding the lower half of my body under the bed since the sheets were all on the bed.
"J-Ja," I stuttered shyly, a dark blush dusting my pale cheeks once again. He chuckled and pulled me out from under the bed and onto his lap when he sat down. My breath hitched when feeling him underneath me, making him smirk.
"There's no need to hide, cupcake. You wanna go again?" he teased. I buried my head into his chest, extremely embarrassed. I was exceedingly tempted by his offer, even though I would more than likely be bedridden the rest of the day. Dempsey was a drug and I was addicted. He had placed some type of spell on me from the moment I first laid eyes on him.
"N-nein, ve need to get ready. Before ve do, shay it again...zhe nickname," I requested softly. Dempsey looked at me questioningly.
"What? Cupcake?" he asked. I nodded, feeling my heart swell happily and a tingling sensation wash over my whole body.
"Ja," I whispered, laying my head on his shoulder, "no vone has ever cared enough to give mich a nickname." Dempsey smiled fondly.
"You should've expected it, I love you. Do I need to prove it again?" he asked seductively. I blushed darkly once more and shook my head. He chuckled and set me on the bed before dressing himself and me. I let out a moan when he intentionally brushed himself against me, him smiling innocently.
When the both of us were dressed and I could finally stand, I noticed my hat missing from the nightstand. I looked up to see Dempsey grinning cheekily with my hat on his head. An idea came to mind and I quickly grabbed my hat before running out the room.
"Awe!" he whined.
"Come get mich!" I laughed as I kept running, hearing his thundering footsteps behind me. He laughed with me as he gave chase. I lost him in the lobby and ran to the teleporter, luckily getting to the PAP before he could hop in as well.
To be honest, this was a bad place to choose as a hiding spot. There is nothing I can use to conceal myself with. Having no choice when hearing the teleporter cool down, I chose to go under the PAP. It was a tight squeeze, but I managed.
Dempsey arrived shortly after, his military boots clacking menacingly. I held a hand over my nose and mouth. Hide-and-seek was more frightening than I remembered. Perhaps my memory faulted because I was the prey and not the predator. Not only that, but I had no idea what would happen should Dempsey catch me. He was still rather unpredictable.
His boots moved almost nervously, going from one place to the other. "Eddie? Where are you?" he called seductively. I blushed lightly, letting out a chuckle and froze. The boots moved as he looked for the source.
A growl emanated from the hunter. "Must be that brat Samantha," he sighed and teleported back down. I took a chance and peeked our the window to see Dempsey leaving for the costume closet.
I teleported back down to the stage, bursting out laughing. I can't believe that worked! He thought it was Samantha! Sneaking to the costume closet after calming down, I found Dempsey was gone. Did he give up? Did I go too far? Maybe I've worried him.
I quickly sped to our room upstairs, peeking into the door to see him sitting on the bed and biting his lip. He looked like he was worried sick about me. I gulped my inhibitions down and crept in so as to not alert him.
"D-Dempshey?" I whispered. Immediately, I was pulled into a tight embrace as he buried his head in my shoulder.
"I thought you were gone," he whimpered. I furrowed my brows with a frown before sitting down, pulling Dempsey onto my lap.
"Ich told jou, Ich von't leave jou," I assured. Dempsey nodded and hiccuped. A smile surfaced on my lips as I kissed his forehead. That made Dempsey smile and kiss my nose.