Please do not read this if you are not the type to read lemonish fics
because this contains adult themes. It isn't a lemon, but I think its
citrusy so if you don't wanna read it. STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know there are young kids here so, STOP RIGHT HERE!
~nix~
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A Nix Creative Juices Flow Production...
AGALAIAHRA'N SOUP FOR THE QUESTOR'S SOUL
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Chapter One: Relationships
The One Night Stand
written by: Nix C.
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Mishelle stared at the pool of blood before her. It was just after
midnight and she was enjoying a glass of red wine. She lit up a
cigarette and puffed out smoke in satisfaction.
She walked over to the severed head of her former husband. She smiled
at his face, forever trapped in the abyss of death. "Murder is almost
as satisfying as sex," she grinned as she picked up his head and gave
it a passionate kiss. "You always wanted me to kiss you."
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*FLASHBACK*
Jonny Quest entered the club and looked around for people ne knew. It
was 10:00 pm and he had just gotten in another fight with his wife,
Jessica. He had left the house impulsively and driven madly.
This was a new club, one he had never been in or seen before. He had
luckily driven down this road and come upon it. The establishment
seemed very impressive. It had all the flashy lights and the loud
music. A voice in his head coaxed him to stop and get out.
"Welcome to Servia, the place where your dreams come true!"a pretty
petite girl greeted him at the front desk. "How may I serve you?"
"Hi can I have a table for one?" Jonny smiled at her.
"Sure," she grinned as she snapped her fingers and a burly man came to
her. "Arnaud, take mister..."
"Quest."
"Take mister Quest to table number five and let 'Shelle take care off
him," the girl said mysteriously. "I sense this one is of need..."
"As you wish," Arnaud said as he grunted for Jonny to follow him.
*What did she mean by "this one is of need?"* he asked himself
curiously. *And who was this 'Shelle?* Arnaud instructed him to sit on
a big and tall velvet chair. *This was definately a strange club,* he
told himself as he glanced at other people who all seemed to be either
making out or getting drunk.
"Hey angel," a voice interupted his thoughts.
Jonny looked up to see a seductive brunette with her hands on her hips
staring at him. "Oh! Ah, are you 'Shelle?" he asked her as she slipped
next to him on the chair.
"Yes," she smiled as she looked him straight in the eye. "Why have you
come here?"
"To forget..." Jonny replied bleakly." I can't handle the pressure..."
"Well let me help you forget..."she whispered as she moved closer to
him and planted the sweetest delectable kiss Jonny had ever tasted. It
was almost addicting as he didn't want to part with her.
"Let's go upstairs..."she called to him.
Jonny found himself standing up and follwing her up the stairs.
*Idiot! Stop it! What about Jess?????* a small voice in the back of
his mind screamed. "I...I...'Shelle..."
"Come and make love to me," she said softly as her hair flew back
exposing her bare shoulders. "Forget..."
He felt himself reaching for her hand and entering a lavishly
furnished room. "Jess..I'm sorry..." he whispered before he took
Mishelle in his arms and kissed her intensely.She broke from his grasp
and moved away teasingly.
"Do you still want to be here?" she asked him.
"Yes, kiss me!" Jonny said moving towards her again. He took her in
his arms and they fell onto the bed. He was intoxicated in the poison
of lust. His conscience itched for him to leave but, then
hey...everyone man has a one night stand.
"Do you still want to be here?" she repeated her question.
"Nothing else, I want to be here forever..." Jonny called out dizzly.
All he saw was her sensous smile and then everything went black.
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"I gave you your chance," Mishelle purred as she rubbed her naked body
against Jonny who was lying dead in a pool of crimson blood. "But
thanks anyways. I had a marvelous time! I guess, you could say this
was your one night's stand...your only time that is..."
"Hahah, hahah, BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
THE END
I know this is really really bad. Crappy no?
Sorry, just pretty uninspired right now......
~nix~
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