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Having to take a shit in front of someone was the least of my worries right now. Any embarrassment over that had been burned out of me years ago, particularly after the time I got explosive diarrhoea while Hunter and I were out on a job in the Wastes.
“You’re more annoying than Charlie,” I muttered through my mouthful, pulling out my water bottle. “Or maybe not. You don’t hum.”
My hand slipped off my stomach, and my eyes flew open again when the creature immediately yanked it closer before squishing its cheek into my palm, using my hand as a fucking pillow.
I hadn’t had a name for a long time. I didn’t give myself one, because I hadn’t needed one. No one had talked to the creepy, filthy, white-haired kid curled up beside a dumpster in the city.
“I’m not so sure about the beard.” His white teeth flashed in the dark as he grinned. “Not everyone can grow a good beard,” I shot back defensively. “It’s lucky I look so good without one.”
“Hey, can you help me shave? I don’t have a mirror.” Moth laughed and set down his pack. “Self-conscious about the beard?” I glared at him, holding out the razor. “It’s itchy.” He smirked. “Sure.”
I had an overwhelming urge to spin Moth around and lead us away from the camp—away from unfriendly raiders, away from judgemental monsters. Away from the person he wanted more than he wanted me.
“You won’t go back to the homestead with Edin? And your big angry friend?” My mouth quirked. I wanted to chuckle every time Moth called Hunter my “big angry friend”. It was pretty apt.
When he didn’t say anything, I licked my lips and nervously said, “I liked your safehouse.” I’d live there with you. Just ask me. Fucking ask me.
I exhaled and forced myself to turn away. Ghost seemed like a nice person. It wasn’t his fault Moth was in love with him and not me.
Wyn went to the prison?” “Yes.” Edin nodded eagerly. “Do you remember him, Charlie?” I stared at him incredulously, before furrowing my brow and lifting my hand to tap a finger against my lips. “Hmm… Wyn…” Edin huffed with impatience. “Yes. Wyn. Who you humans call the Soul Eater. He got you out of the prison. Remember?” Hunter rolled his eyes as I gasped and exclaimed, “Oh, that Wyn. The terrifying, hooded ghoul-man who can turn to smoke and appeared in the middle of my cell? Then proceeded to brutally murder a superior officer in front of me? That Wyn?” “Yes!” Edin grinned at me with an
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“Don’t worry about Moth’s lack of horns, Charlie,” he told me earnestly. “I’m sure he is still very virile. Well, you’d know, anyway. Is he? Virile?” My face burned as Hunter muttered, “Don’t get him started on the horns, dude. It was a whole thing while you were gone.”
“You’re gonna go with him?” I shrugged uncomfortably. “I mean… if he wants me to.” “What?” Hunter barked immediately, eyes narrowing as he glared over at Moth. Uh-oh. “Why wouldn’t he want you to? What’s his problem? Does he think you’re not good enough for him?” “Jesus, Hunter.”
I swear to god, if you’re an asshole to Moth I will knee you so hard in the balls you won’t be able to fuck Edin for a month.” Hunter blinked at me. “Wow.”
“I know you have feelings for someone else, but do you really not… feel anything for me? You can seriously just walk away?”
“Damn, Charlie,” Rig hollered, shattering the moment. “How’d you manage to break the ice queen?” Moth’s face flamed pink even as he shot the raider an unimpressed look. I laughed and leaned in to kiss his tattooed neck, happiness bubbling inside me. “Deepthroating,” I called back, which made Moth give my stomach a weak shove. “Holy shit, no kidding, right?” Rig’s brown eyes were lively as he dragged Gloam over to us. “The first time Gloam—” “My love, why don’t we let Moth and Charlie… talk?”
When I glanced up at the wall, Edin shot me a big thumbs up—a gesture I’d taught him—then grabbed the back of Hunter’s neck and yanked him closer. Hunter stumbled and shoved at his rock-hard stomach, snapping at him before Edin shut him up with a kiss.
Chuck loped along behind us with a chirp, and I glanced back to give her a smile even as I wondered how we could get rid of her for a little while. Lovingly. I wondered it lovingly. But still.
“Shit,” I croaked, a second before there was a squawk of surprise from inside. “Wyn.” I recognised Danny’s voice. “Uh… what’s that?” “She’s friendly,” Moth blurted immediately. “She won’t hurt you.” “Really?” Danny sounded a little less freaked out, eagerness bleeding into his voice. “Aw, she’s kind of cute. Wyn—” “No,” he barked,
“She’s so dang cute!” He stopped and blinked. “Oh, hey Charlie.” “Hey.” I smiled at him, then side-eyed Wyn as an evil thought came into my head. “Want to hang out with her for a little while?” Danny’s face brightened immediately. I could feel the Soul Eater trying to murder me with his eyes from the depths of his hood.
“My sweet—” “Aw, come on, Wyn. Please?” Danny straightened and held out his hand to Chuck. “You want somethin’ to eat?” She slipped her grey fingers into his, and Danny melted. She loped into the room with him. “Thanks,” I said to Wyn, shooting him a big grin. “Real nice of you. We appreciate it.”
“The big angry one won’t mind me being there?” “The big angry one will do what I tell him.” I kissed him again. “Besides, he’s secretly a giant marshmallow. Especially when it comes to Edin. And Edin likes you.”
turning the lock and putting the chain on for good measure, because I was just as reluctant as Moth for anyone to interrupt us. I was pretty sure there was a chance Edin would burst in here and ask how it was going. Maybe try and give us some pointers.
He came so hard he didn’t make a sound, clinging to my neck as he shook wildly and clawed at my shoulders and the back of my head. His cock spurted long, heavy ropes of cum over my hand, and he tightened up so much around me that I couldn’t even thrust anymore.
My shoulders wanted to hunch up when his distorted voice curled around my ears. “Danny needs food.” Daisy tutted, not even looking at him as he loomed over the counter with his hood up and his face concealed by impenetrable darkness. “We’ve talked about this, scary man.” His blackened fingers flexed, and he was silent as Daisy ladled stew into two bowls and passed them to me and Charlie. “Please,” he snarled eventually. “Danny needs food please.”
It hadn’t been long before he’d been riding my dick so enthusiastically that the bed squealed obnoxiously loud, which I knew for a fact the other monsters in the camp would be able to hear. That was confirmed when we finally emerged from our room and Edin gave us a huge, shit-eating grin with Chuck sitting on his shoulders, fiddling with his hair.
“Moth!” Edin bellowed. “Charlie was telling us about his cut from the forileun. Did he turn into a complete bastard like Hunter did?” “Turn into one?” Charlie snickered and kicked Hunter’s boot. “He’s always been one.”
You are very strong, Moth. Don’t worry about the lack of horns. You don’t need them.” He smiled at me like he’d just given me the biggest compliment, and my brow creased as I glanced at Charlie in confusion. He just gave me a weak shrug back. “Thanks,” I said slowly.
