Page 53 of Snapdragon

His eyes scan the room, clearly searching for Sebastian. Who should be behaving perfectly, standing close and doting on me. I can see the moment that he realizes that I’m alone, his red eyes glowing in a fit of rage. He forcefully grabs his phone from his pocket, lifting it to his ear to make a call.

I speak to a few people, politely engaging in simple conversation, always keeping a watchful eye on Karl. I take a deep breath, I need to do this for Sebastian. With that, I meander over to Karl.

“Karl!” I greet him, holding out my hand. “It’s so good to properly meet you, somewhere a bit more comfortable.”

I lean forward a little, making sure that my boobs are in his line of sight.

“I’m sure you’re wondering where Sebastian is,” I make sure to fuel as much vitriol into his name as I can. “I told him not to come. He’s obsessed with me, the poor thing. But, God, he’s so weak willed.

“You know,” I pat his chest as I speak. “When I was told I was going to get to date a real Monster, I thought that would actually be the case. But he’s not at all what I expected…”

I make sure to leave my hand resting on his chest a moment longer than appropriate. I can see the wheels in motion in Karl’s mind. I really hope he takes the bait.

“I’m so thirsty…” I say, glancing towards the bar.

“Let’s get you a drink then.” He motions me to walk ahead of him.

When we reach the bar, he discreetly grabs my ass, squeezing tightly.

“I could show you a thing or two about how a real Monster fucks…”

I give him a flirty smile, feeling so absolutely gross inside, as he orders our drinks. We sit at the bar as we quickly make our way through the drinks.

Once I see that he’s finished his, I lean forward and place my hand on his bony thigh. I push my boobs together as I do, giving him my best bedroom eyes.

“It’s kind of loud in here.” I tell him. “I’m going to go somewhere quieter.”

I don’t wait for him to respond, slipping down off my stool and walking away. I feel him behind me as I walk down the hall, knowing that he’s enjoying the feeling of stalking me.

I slip into one of the recording studios, leaving the door ajar. I hear the door click shut behind me as his gross, skinny tail wraps itself around my ankle, drawing me to a stop.

He moves close, his hands on my waist as he sniffs me.

“So you have fucked him…” he says.

I turn to look at him, hoping he doesn’t try to kiss me.

“Yes, I fucked him. But then he became so obsessed with me, it was kind of embarrassing…”

He laughs, an evil glint in his eye.

“That checks out, Sebastian was always a bit too weak in that way.” I place my hand on Karl’s chest again, slowly stroking him. “But I did manage to take advantage of it, at least.”

His words start to slow, slurring together. He doesn’t seem to notice yet at least. I just have to hope that the bartender got the dosage of the muscle relaxant perfect.

“Can you fuck me like a real Monster, Karl?”

“Of course, baby. I’ll give you what he couldn’t.”

He leans in to kiss me and I turn my face to the side.

“I’m nervous though.” I sigh. “What if you become obsessed with me like he did? What if you hurt me? I want to be fucked... But I don’t want to die today.”

Karl makes a frustrated sound, his breath coming in quick pants. He grips my ass and presses me against him.

“How about you ease my mind a little, first?”

He groans with impatience, “OK. What do you want me to do?”