Friday, October 23, 2015

Short Stories

(Erotic Fanfics)

All stories will have the pairing as it appears in the work of this blog as well as the rating if the piece isn't erotica (I like decent stories, so you can't have all sex, all the time)!  Please note that I strive to keep all characters the same as they appear in any work of fiction. The only thing you have to get past is that they're in love with my character: if you can do that, how they act is natural. 

I'm dyslexic but really compulsive about getting everything right in my works. I spell-check and re-read everything a million times, but I admit I still make mistakes. I'll always be fixing them as I go, sometimes years after the fact, and if you see anything feel free to let me know! I dislike errors.

If a piece has controversial subject matter I will place a big ol' red WARNING beside it. Also, if you like a piece, please say so! It's nice to hear feedback once in awhile.

Moy Mell fiction will be on its own page, found here.

ONE PIECE - Miscellaneous

Big Cats (Zoro x Elly) *adult
Mine (Zoro x Elly) PG-13
Scars and Kisses (Zoro x Elly) *adult
The Long Jump (Zoro x Elly) *adult / depression/suicide attempt
Suite Sea Night (Zoro x Elly) *adult
6-30-2015 (Zoro x Elly) *adult
I Don't Like Cats! (Zoro x Elly) *adult
Creep (Sanji x Elly) *adult / rape 
Valentine's Day, 2007 (Zoro x Elly) *adult

Haircut (Zoro x Elly) *adult
Dancing (Zoro x Elly) PG-13
Pity Party (Sanji x Elly) PG
Catnip (Zoro x Elly) PG
Massage (Zoro x Elly) *adult
The Mermaid's Curse (Sanji x Elly) *adult
Gentleman's School (Zoro x Elly) PG-13
Fuzzy Cuffs (Elly x Sanji) *adult / BDSM
Gossip Gets the Guy (Zoro x Elly) *adult
Insomnia (Zoro) *adult
Roleplaying (Sanji x Elly) *adult
Cool Pool Waters (Zoro x Elly) *adult
Attack of the Fangirl (Zoro x Elly) *adult / a response to young trolls

ONE PIECE - Campus Piece Series
(Zoro x Human Elly, college story)
Campus Piece, 1 *adult
Campus Piece, 2 *adult
Campus Piece, 3 *adult

ONE PIECE - Smoke & Mirrors Series
(Smoker x Devil Fruit Elly / Stockholm Syndrome)
Parts 3 & 4  PG
Parts 5 & 6  PG-13
Parts 7 & 8  PG-13
Parts 9 & 10 PG-13


Ouran Host Club - (College Series)

(Human Elly x Mori)
Ouran Host - College 2 PG
Ouran Host - College 3 PG
Ouran Host - College 4 PG
Ouran Host - College 5 PG-13 *injury
Ouran Host - College, 6 PG-13 *comfort
Ouran Host - College, 7 PG-13 *dream date

Monster High (College Series)

Monster College 1 (Elly x Jackson) PG
Monster College 2 (Elly x Holt/Jackson) PG
Monster College 3 (Elly x Holt/Jackson)  PG
Monster College 4 (Elly x Holt/Jackson) PG-13
Monster College 5 (Elly x Holt/Jackson) PG
Monster College 6, Part 1 (Holt x Elly) *adult
Monster College 6, Part 2 (Elly x Holt) *adult
Monster College 7, (Elly x Jackson) PG
Monster College, 8 Part 1 (Jackson x Elly) *adult
Monster College, 8 Part 2 (Jackson x Elly) *adult
Monster College, 9 Part 1 (Jackson x Elly) PG-13
Monster College, 9 Part 2 (Jackson x Elly) *adult

Pokemon (Video Game/Anime Series)

Electric Love Affair (Elly x Volkner) *adult 

Miscellaneous (One shots, maybe two)

A Narrow Escape (Elly x Zell Dincht: FFVIII) *PG-13 
The Beast and the Harlot (Elly x Lu Bu: Dynasty Warriors) *adult / violence, dominance  
His Little Experiment (Elly x Dr. Franz: Roliana) *adult / creepy violence



Monster College - 4

"Monster College - 4"
orig. 10/23/2015
MH Elly x Jackson (21+) / Holt (21+)
Making out scenario - PG-13
Non-Canon Cartoon: Monster High (after HS)

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"He wants WHAT?!" Jackson was so loud that half the dorm came running. Heath was the first to stick his head in the door and was surprised to see the person his friend had screamed at was Elly.

"Is everything okay in here?"

"No!" Jackson snapped.

"Yes!" Elly overrode his denial. "Yes, it's all right, we're just... talking." She gave the human beside her a firm look and he dropped his head.

"Sorry I got a little loud," he muttered. 

"Oooohhh-kayyy." The yellow-skinned guy backed slowly out. "Just, uh, yell if you need anything."

The door shut behind him. "Please don't be angry," Elly began quickly. "It's just that, well, it's not fair for him, is it?"

"What? Not fair for him?" He frowned and started to pace back and forth.

"But - but it isn't..."

"I gave him those music classes he wanted. I willingly change into that - him -- for part of almost every day now. That's my life! And that's not enough, of course he wants my girl!"

She felt a warm little glow at the fact that he called her 'his girl', but shoved it away for the time being. "But you're parts of the same man," she pleaded with him. "Plus, is it fair to ask him to give up romance?"

"He can get his own girlfriend!"

She wrinkled her nose in distaste. "So what if he did. And then what if he decided to get intimate with her? And then what if you woke up next to another woman?"

He stopped pacing. "Um."

"What does your mother do? Does she have two husbands? One as Jekyll and one as Hyde?"

"No, but that's..." Different, he was about to say, then realized it wasn't. It was the same exact scenario the two of them were playing out right now. He choked a little, then looked away before she could see how upset he was. 

"I like you both," she said quietly. "I thought that was a good thing." 

He jerked a little as she came up behind him and slid her arms around his waist, then relaxed. "It is," he said grudgingly. Her head resting between his shoulder blades was oddly comforting. "It's just - shit." He blushed and slowly turned to face her, his arms wrapping about her as well. "I'm greedy," he admitted sheepishly. "I want you all to myself, like this, right now."

"I know the feeling." She hugged him tightly. "But you aren't one - you're two. And your 'two'  is very persuasive."

Jackson frowned again. "How 'persuasive'?"

"Let's not start again." She cleared her throat, embarrassed, but he held her shoulders tightly and stared into her eyes. 

"That persuasive," he muttered, raising an eyebrow. "Interesting."

"Jackson," she whispered, stroking the side of his face. "I don't want to lose you over this and I'm so worried. I honestly don't know what I'd do because I've never felt this way before."

His blue eyes widened. "I don't want to leave you!" He swept her into his arms and lifted her up. "God, no, get that out of your head right now." After a long pause between the couch and bed, he chose the latter and set her down on top of the neatly folded sheets. "I was just jealous that he might have something I didn't. But he doesn't." He kissed her once, lightly, as he settled down beside her.

"You're sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. You have something special with me. And something different than that with Holt." She nodded, sighing with relief, and he took advantage of her open mouth to kiss her again, deeper this time than ever before. 

"Ohmigosh," she panted all at once when the kiss broke. He mumbled something about contacts and reached up to take his glasses off, setting them on the nightstand. When he faced her she was touching her lips with the fingertips of one hand. 

"Good?" He asked softly, and she blushed.

"I think it's my turn to be greedy." Her hands eagerly pulled at his shirt to get him to come closer. He complied by rolling carefully on top of her, placing his knees on either side so as not to press his entire weight down at once. 

He felt her sudden trembling and smiled kindly down at her although he was just as scared. "You know I won't do anything you don't want me to," he husked in a low voice. "Just kisses. I promise." 

"Okay."

He leaned down and she kissed the downy scruff on his chin, then mouthed his lips. "Those kind should be against the rules," he gasped, swallowing hard.

"Oh c'mon," she giggled. "For kisses? Nothing is against the rules."

"I'll hold you to that." He kept kissing until she started mewing, a sound which caused his lower belly to tighten so hard with desire he was cramping up. "My. God," he gasped. "Oh, my g - goh - gotta stop. Now. Mmmf!" He jerked his body off hers with a wrenching sense of loss and sat up on the side of the bed.

"Oh, wow," she breathed. "Jackson."

"That's my name," he quipped feebly, still trying to get enough air into his lungs. 

"Whew!" She sat up, adjusting her clothes and hair. 

"Yeah." He shook himself. "Agreed."  In a colossal feat of bad timing, someone next door started to play very loud, bass-filled music at that very moment. And while it could have been worse, it was bad enough. "Oh crap, not now!" He clasped her hand in his, blue eyes staring beseechingly into hers as the music transformed him into his other half. Elly sighed as the irises watching her darkened to red. Jackson's hand was as gentle as it was before, but everything else was now Holt.

"Baby!" His Hyde half called out cheerfully. He tugged her hand, pulling her into a warm hug. Very warm, because his hair was flaring up alarmingly. "I'm back!"

She couldn't help smiling at his enthusiasm, yet the flames were going to set off the smoke detectors. "Hair." She pointed and he rolled his eyes up to look.

"Whoops! What was normie-me doing to get so hot and bothered?" He breathed deeply, shortening the reach of his hair. He also grabbed the iCoffin nearby and plugged one earbud in so that if the music outside stopped he'd have backup. He definitely didn't want to be interrupted.

"Guess," she snickered. 

Holt glanced slyly at her and her lips quirked. "Naughty," he scolded playfully. "Was it because you asked him? What'd he say? He can't stop me, he knows that. I go after what I want. And I want." He poked her nose with a fingertip.

"Quit," she smiled. "So... yeah. He was upset. But he knows I care about him, too. I was scared for a little while, though." Her brow wrinkled, and she jumped as Holt kissed her there. 

"No frowning, 'kay? We won't let you go."

"I'm glad." 

He stretched his arms over his head and growled loudly. As he did, she noticed the music stopped in the other room and wondered if they had heard that sound and were listening in. Paranoid, she chided herself, and concentrated on the man in front of her. 

He was grumbling a little. "As for that idiot, I wish I could be separate sometimes. He is putting me through some serious shit right now."

"You all right?" She gave a little shriek as he pulled out the front of his pants and peered inside.

"Don't know why guys say that. All of me is blue all the time." His voice was low but she heard enough to blush even harder.

"Holt!" She had her eyes covered now. 

"Chill, I'm just joking." He hummed a little. "Kind of."

"Can I help?"

He inhaled quickly, a rush of air that sounded very loud in the small room. "Mmmm... I really wanna say yes!" He balled his fists and curled up partially, falling over on the bed. "Don't tempt me," he whined. "I'm dangerous right now."

"Really. You weren't a few minutes ago when you were asking about what happened."

"Yes I was. That was an important question, though. Now that's settled, I'm all about you. Or water. Pick one, quick."

"Cold water?" She cocked her head, ears swiveling forward. "Can you do that? With the fire hair?"

"Pick one pick one pick one," he insisted, writhing about to make his point. The sheets twisted underneath him as he moved and his arm flopped on top of a pillow.

"You big baby. All right, what if I said me?"

"What's your favorite color?" Holt could control his voice well; he went from desperate to dead sexy in a moment. His voice had a low thrum to it that excited her. 

"Blue," she answered promptly without thinking. He, of course, knew this because she almost always wore that color. Then her ears flicked slowly back in alarm. "Uh oh," she murmured.

"Lucky!" He sprang up and tackled her onto the bed before she could make a run for it. "I have," he gasped between kisses, "a whole big lot of blue, right here, just for you."

"Aren't we full of ourselves?" Elly squirmed as he tickled her ribcage. "Hey!"

He got very close and stared right into her eyes. Since he was an elemental, they literally burned like fire, bright red and swirling. "I'm not, but you will be."

"Wait!"

"Nmm, did I scare you?" He chuckled evilly and kissed her on the lips. "I'm not serious. Just help me massage out this cramp."

She hissed warningly. "Holt."

"It's really too damn hard..."

"Holt!" She didn't doubt what he meant since he'd deliberately pressed himself against her inner thigh. She could feel the firmness between his legs and was a little frightened at how much it excited her.

He sat up abruptly. "Right here. Feel it?" He could barely hold his laughter in as he pointed to his neck. "So stiff. Like a rock."

Her shoulders sagged in partial relief. "You..!" She grabbed a pillow and smacked him across the face with it. This caused the remaining headphone to fall out of his ear, transforming him to Jackson before she was done swinging the second time. The human fell over onto the foot of the bed with a garbled sound in his throat.

"Sorry," he said, muffled through the cloth on top of his face. "I'm sorry. He can't help himself."

"Oops."

"He deserved it, I'll bet." 

"Damn right he did," she said in a low voice. Her face was still pink under the white fur and she couldn't hide it. Jackson noticed but didn't say anything, he just rubbed the side of his cheek with one hand.

"This is going to be interesting, I think."


STORY 5 >>

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Monster College - 3

"Monster College - 3"
orig. 10/22/2015
MH Elly x Jackson (21+) / Holt (21+)
Defensive boyfriend scenario - PG
Non-Canon Cartoon: Monster High (after HS)

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Jackson straightened his bow tie one last time in the mirror. He was wearing a charcoal-colored jacket and pants with his favorite yellow shirt, and tonight had put his contact lenses in instead of the thick-rimmed glasses he normally wore. He glanced nervously at the closet.

"Not again," a voice groaned dismally behind him. "You look hot," the yellow-skinned guy on the bed snickered, aware of the pun he'd made. "No, seriously, man, you look fine. Look, she's into you. Both of you. She's not gonna care what you're wearing, okay?"

"Shut up, Heath," Jackson muttered absently. He turned around, lips pursed, and decided that his friend was right. "Yeah... okay. I'm just nervous. It's our third date."

"You finally going to kiss her?"

"Heath!"

"Whaaaat? Don't blame me, you're the one that's too chicken." He clucked a few times, then rolled off the bed just before Jackson swung at him. "Quit it, Romero."

"You mean Romeo?"

"Whatever." He shrugged and strode casually out the door. "Oh, and remember, if you get lucky play it safe, I left a gift for you in the nightstand..." Jackson threw a book at him but only caught the closing door. 

"Damn it." Knowing what he'd find but still morbidly curious, he opened the drawer and found a couple of condoms on top of his journal and pens. He slammed it shut as fast as possible, his face bright red. "Ughhhh, Heath, you asshole."

Despite his being so nervous the date went well, like the others had. Soon it was time to go back home, and he found himself thinking about what Heath had said about that kiss. He linked arms with Elly as they walked, pulling her closer to his side. "Did you like the play?"

"It was great," she said happily, squeezing a little. "I had a lot of fun today." Jackson smiled, his heart starting to race like it always did after one of their dates. This time he led her back to his dorm room, expecting her to question him but she was silent. She just hugged his arm a little tighter.

"You want to come in?"

"Sure." 

"I don't want you to think I'm being too forward..." He yanked nervously at the collar of his shirt which felt two sizes too tight all of a sudden. 

"Jacky," she chided gently, reaching out and grasping his tie. "I think we're past the 'first date' stage now. You can relax a little." She slipped the knot and freed his neck in a moment, unbuttoning two buttons along the way. "There. Breathe." She handed him the strip of fabric. 

"Th- thanks."

"Don't mention it. Besides, I'm the one that's nervous. You had dates before, right? So you've ...err..."

"I'm not an expert," he snorted and  gestured for her to sit on the couch in the middle of the room. "I've had dates, but, uh. They never really went that great. I'm the 'friend guy', and I usually stay that way." He sat down beside her and forced himself to bravely curl an arm around her shoulders. He was thrilled when she cuddled close, purring faintly.

"Not with me," she told him matter-of-factly. "I mean, ughhhh. I didn't mean it that way."

"I think I know what you mean." He very nearly couldn't breathe his heart was beating so fast. He looked down at her snuggled up to his side and moved without thinking, placing a hand under her chin and turning her face up for a kiss. Her mouth was warm and inviting, but he didn't linger long. He jerked his head up as he heard an out of place click! Jackson squinted, staring intently towards the faint sound. When he saw what it was, he clenched his jaw so hard Elly could see a ripple in the muscle.

"What's wrong?"

"Company." He carefully got off the couch and strode towards the window, his eyes never leaving the monster dangling there with a camera held in one suction arm.

"Did he... ?!" Elly laid her ears back and hissed something that sounded appropriate to the situation in Japanese. She pounded a fist on the arm of the sofa, tears starting in her eyes.

"All right, so what?" the squid guy blustered. "It's already uploaded to the campus page... wait, what're you gonna do?" He nervously watched as Jackson reached over on his desk, his eyes still boring into him. "What?" He picked up his iCoffin, attached to a set of earbuds, stuck them both in and slowly reached for the play button.

"Run," Jackson said shortly.

"Oh, crap," he muttered, eyes wide as the nerdy human jammed his finger on the pad. He slid down off the window as fast as he could, before the flaming burst that announced the human's monster side. Holt flashed into existence and stared around the room. He noticed Elly staring angrily out the window with tears in her eyes and glanced down at the fleeing squid man on the lawn below. Fortunately for him, squids don't run very fast. But Holt could - and did. He snarled and dashed off after the other as fast as he could, leaving a faint smell of smoke in his absence. Elly watched as the flame elemental marched up to the now-terrified voyeur. 

"Hey! Don't - I was just ..." Holt was so angry he didn't even use fire; he just punched him right in the face. "Ow, damn it." The impact made a wet, slurpy sound but the flabby skin of the sea monster didn't really get hurt, it just caved in. "Now I have to wait until this evens out." He flinched as Holt glared at him. "Okay, sorry! I won't do it again! Geez!" 

"Phew." Elly sank back down on the couch. It was too late anyway; half the campus had probably seen the photo. The more she thought about it, though, the more she realized it wasn't a bad thing. People would talk no matter what, and they were dating. 

The door banged open and Holt Hyde strode in, iCoffin in one pocket of his jacket. "I ought to have turned him into an appetizer," Holt fumed. He marched over to the couch and sat down beside her, popping one earbud out so they could talk. "You okay? What'd he do?"

"Wh- you didn't even know? Then why did you go after him?"

"I sort of guessed after he apologized. But he upset you. That's all I needed ..." He glanced down at his hands and muttered something that sounded like "...stupid!" under his breath. Then he remembered her cat-ear hearing. "I didn't mean you!"

Elly swallowed loudly past the sudden lump in her throat. "I know. But it wasn't stupid." She slid up to him and hesitantly wrapped her arms around his neck. Holt glanced up, surprised and more than a little pleased. "I'd already wiped his phone of the image. But you were so sweet."

"Sweet?" He chuckled drily. "Most gals think it's embarrassing. I can't freaking control my anger sometimes. Wait... you what? How?"

It was Elly's turn to laugh. "Well, my mom can change form and control the dead. I'm half human, and I can't do any of that. But I found out I can mess with a lot of inanimate stuff." She paused. "The computer's really hard, though. The photo he took of us - uh, of me and Jackson -- will stay up there unless someone takes it down."

"You and...?" Holt's lower lip thrust out in a pout. "No fair! Were you messing around?"

"Holt!"

"Yeah?" He turned and slipped his arms around her so they were fully embraced.

"Define 'messing around'," she giggled.

"You..! Ack! That's it. My turn." He pulled her tightly against him and kissed her so hard he took her breath away. "I wonder if we could call him back," he mused playfully. "Maybe I want a pic, too."

"You ass," she snickered. "You're that jealous? You're two sides of the same man."

"But with different personalities, memories." He pressed forward so passionately this time that she moaned softly, clinging to him in a way that caused him to shiver. "Maybe we better talk about us," he murmured. "I mean, I don't wanna talk, I wanna..." There was a long moment where he showed her exactly what he wanted to do, accompanied by her surprised mews of pleasure. "...mmm, but, um. I'm kind of sharing you. I want equal time."

"Equal time," she mused when she regained her senses. "All right."   

"Yeah. You've like, got two boyfriends. Deal with it." And with that he pushed her back down on the couch, deciding that was enough talk for now.

STORY 4 >>

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Monster College - 2

"Monster College - 2"
orig. 10/21/2015
MH Elly x Jackson (21+) / Holt (21+)
"First Date" scenario (PG)
Non-Canon Cartoon: Monster High (after HS)

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Jackson slid on a sock that had fallen on the floor and almost fell. Arms flailing, he managed to steady himself and even caught the pens that rolled over the edge of his desk when he'd bumped it. 

"Hey, yeah." He smiled and placed everything back where it belonged. Score one victory for me today, at least. His other venture hadn't turned out quite as well. He couldn't find the girl he'd seen that day in the music room. He had even tried going to the exact area - sound room four, he remembered everything from that day -- but she hadn't been around. Jackson sighed and rubbed the side of his face with one hand. He couldn't worry about that now, shouldn't, but it was bothering him. He'd really liked her.

Elly turned on the light in her dorm room and flopped onto the bed with a groan. She had only been here a week but it seemed like so much longer. She was terribly homesick and everything about this country was different, which didn't help. Most of the people she had met had all formed baseless opinions about her, which she was used to but didn't help her morale, either.

"Wonderful," she said in a voice near to tears. Maybe she would go out and try to do something. But her favorite pastime was going to clubs to enjoy the music, and she wasn't sure what was acceptable here or where anything was. 

"Excuse me," a polite female voice interrupted her musing with a faint knock at the door. "I'm sorry, we've never had a chance to welcome you!"

She sat up and looked in astonishment at the smiling girl. She had a patchwork of stitches everywhere, different colored eyes, and hardware in her neck. "Hmm? Me?"

"We certainly not talking to other person in room," the blue-skinned female beside her said with a thick accent. She was wearing a cold-weather outfit even though it was spring. Large fangs protruded from her glossy lips. "Especially since there no one else in room."

The first stepped forward as Elly did, holding out her hands in a friendly way. The bolts on her neck sparked. "I'm Frankie," she grinned. "This is Abbey." Abbey waved, her flat expression not changing, but somehow appearing more benevolent than the others Elly had met. 

"You can call me Elly." 

"I heard your name was something different, but you changed it a little to modernize it."

"Yeah, it's not what's on all the lists and stuff. I'll have the college get it right eventually." A smile quirked the corners of her lips, but she was cautious. "Are you - did you hear the rumors about me yet?" There. Maybe it would be better to head this off at the pass if this wasn't meant to be. Like that cute guy the other day... she closed her eyes momentarily. Ugh, why can't I forget him?

Frankie looked sad. She reached out and patted the Asian woman's arm. "Yes, we did, actually. That's why we felt we had to come right away."

"We heard things get worse," Abbey added. "That's why we stop by to invite you to dance at club nearby."

"Ohhhh," Elly breathed. She couldn't believe her ears!

"Yeah," Frankie said enthusiastically, her eyes lighting up (literally, Elly noticed with a start of surprise). "Lots of people from the college will be there. We'll show everyone how nice you are! Rumors can't be trusted." She nodded as Elly finally broke out into a true smile. 

"All right. Let's go!"

The club was close by the dorm where she was staying at. It was a simple place, a rough stage set under a coffee house in a concrete basement with a bar on the side. It was packed, though, and she heard some really good music inside. Frankie and Abbey walked in with her, but soon wanted to go get something to drink. They said it might take some time explaining to the bar monster that they didn't want anything intoxicating, and offered to take her along. But Elly didn't want to always rely on others. She thought things were finally going right, and wanted to see how she did on her own. 

Things went downhill shortly thereafter. And worse yet, it wasn't from a group of women. She was suddenly surrounded by a gang of men, a vampire, werewolf and a few she couldn't even identify.

"Hey! Isn't that the cat whore?"

"I heard she'll sleep with any guy she can get her claws on."

"Maybe you'll finally get laid, Barry." There were loud snickers and she felt a hand grasp her arm roughly. Elly's ears drooped. It had all started so well. Her two new friends were elsewhere, she was alone and menacing people were circling angrily around her. She wasn't afraid because she had faith in her monster talent and her ability to fight if need be, but she would have to leave immediately, or else there would be trouble. She wrenched her arm out of the manster's grip and turned around, trying to get her bearings. A huge flash of light shone in her eyes. No -  not just her eyes, she was surrounded by it. 

A spotlight?!

A resounding voice echoed through the room. "Aaahhh... you guys need me to come down there?" There was a flash of fire, and the men yelped in pain as their bottoms were singed. The one that had grabbed her was seriously in trouble as he was on fire, the offending arm flaring in the otherwise dim room. "Don't you dare pick on my date. Get on up here, sweetheart, and let's show these monsters some real party music!" There were loud cheers from the throng of dancers. Confused and in pain, the guys darted for the door as Elly tottered towards the sound, still half-dazed by the light, which followed her until she was stepping up to the stage, where the DJ and his turntables were. He looked furious at first and she blanched, but then he flashed her a winning smile. One arm extended towards her while the other flipped switches and dipped sliders. She was sort of pleased that he'd been that angry at the guys picking on her. It was sweet.

"Who ...?" He had blue skin, hair that was a burst of flames, a tribal tattoo on one side of his face and, strangely enough, an eyebrow piercing like the one she had seen on that cute guy in the music room. In fact, his face resembled his, but he was clearly not human, and that guy was. Being feline, though, she had some extra abilities and one was her keen sense of smell. This guy's scent was almost identical to the other guy's. Maybe they're brothers.

He winked at her and tapped a button on the panel. "Once again, this is your hot," he chuckled, aware of the pun, "DJ Holt, and I'm cutting in to let you all know a little something special..." His voice slipped into a sensual purr that made her knees go weak. He then pointed at the bar on the side of the club. "Last call for alcohol!" He snapped the button that turned on the mic in his headset and rolled his eyes at her. "Those other assholes should have called it quits on the booze a long time ago."

Elly giggled despite herself at his antics. The ensuing scramble for the bar left the dance floor almost empty, and she easily spotted Frankie and Abbey, waving cheerfully at her with relieved smiles on their faces. He'd answered her question and she knew who he was, but why had he called her up here? It was nice of him to help her, but he could have just scared the guys off and left her to be with her newfound friends. She noticed that he waved back at them, so that was probably why. Maybe they had told him about her. That somewhat dampened her spirits, but she knew a handsome guy wouldn't just take it upon himself to rescue her like some...

"...damsel in distress?"

"Erhm, what did you say?"

"I said," Holt spoke over the thump of the music filling the air around them. "'What's wrong, my beautiful damsel in distress'."

"Oh," Elly choked. "Um. It's just that... this is all so," she took a deep breath. "I mean, why did you help me?"

"You didn't do anything to deserve that hellacious treatment. Besides, I couldn't let you get away from me again."

She shook her head, utterly confused once more. "What?"

"You'll see." He held up a finger and pressed it gently to her lips, effectively silencing her before he turned the mic on in his headset again let the crowd know this was the last set of music for the night. There was some dissent, but it seemed good-natured, and she had to admit it was a lot of fun being there, helping with the music. He was eager every time she suggested a piece and they even danced a little in the limited space they had on stage. She noticed that he looked more worried as the last song played, and he trailed the music off slowly. Most folks were gone now and those that weren't were getting their things to leave. The last notes faded out, and he clenched his jaw tightly.

"Ugh!"

Elly jumped back with a startled oath. His clothing burned away into a more sensible set of slacks and yellow button-down shirt. Her eyes widened as his skin tone paled, his hair extinguished... and then Jackson was standing before her, looking as astonished as she was.

"Elly!"

"Jackson?!"

"I thought you guys had met already," Frankie's voice called out from the side. Neither of them took their eyes off each other while she spoke. "Jackson, didn't you tell her your last name when you met?"

"Err, no," he said weakly. Elly raised her eyebrows in an unspoken question. He coughed apologetically. "Jekyll," he said in a very quiet voice. "My last name is Jekyll. Annnnd that was Holt Hyde that I'm assuming you just met." He flinched. "I hope he didn't make a jerk out of me." Her ears skewed crazily into opposite directions, she could only shake her head. 

"Jackson," Frankie laughed, "He helped her out. You guys had a great time."

"We did?"

"Y- yes, we did," she confirmed.

"You two looked like were hitting it off," Abbey commented, and Elly blushed. Frankie, meanwhile, was giving Jackson a very pointed stare. She looked at Elly, then back at him.

Ask her out! she mouthed silently.

"Um, ah... Elly?" Jackson choked a little when her eyes met his. "It's not that late, uh, yet. Do you want to go get a coffee upstairs or something?"

Abbey and Frankie grinned in unison as she looked questioningly at the girls. "Not with us, we have to get back to our dorm. Big test to study for tomorrow..."

"Yes. Test." The two hurried out.

"Just us?"

"Yes!" The word squeaked nervously out of him. 

"That sounds great."

The coffee house above was great for after parties, especially college monsters that needed to sober up fast. They ordered and Jackson insisted on paying for her, which she accepted because she didn't know what else to do. He was so earnest about it, so she just smiled and thanked him warmly.

"You know, I don't want to alarm you or anything, but this is my first date," she murmured when they were seated in a semi-secluded booth.

"Not really?"

"Really." She stared into her coffee, embarrassed, then changed the subject. "But everyone thinks I'm so 'experienced'. I'm not. You saw how those guys were treating me..."

He held up a hand. "Um, no, I didn't. That must have been Holt."

"You're completely separate?"

He shrugged, then tilted his hand back and forth. "Well... yes and no."

"Yin and yang?"

Jackson blinked, then smiled shyly at her. "Yes. He knew you, because I'd met you before. But I don't know what he did tonight, with you." His eyes widened. "I mean, I -"

Elly laughed softly. "I get it. And we just had fun. But he really saved me back there. I like him... and you."

"I guess it's lucky that we met, then," he stammered, putting his hand down. He then noticed that they were resting very close on the table. Shit - it's the perfect moment, Jackson thought, panicked. Remembering that she'd said this was her first date, he moved a little farther up until just their fingertips were touching instead of holding her hand outright. Both of them were blushing hard now. When she didn't jerk away he slowly enfolded hers in his palm as gently as he could.

"I think so, too," she said quietly.

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