Darkest Dreams (closed for Ravenloft)

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Charlie might spend a little less time in the comic book shop on 4th if she didn't keep forgetting half of what she went in for every time she walked in.

It always went like this: she'd walk in, pick up one or two of the books on her list, then get distracted by something new and interesting. She'd chat up one of the people working there, buy the three books in her hands, and then, the next day, realize she'd forgotten entirely about the second half of her list. She'd go back to the shop, pick up one of the missing books, get distracted...

Yeah, I'm sure you can see where this is going.

So, here she was again, walking into the comic book shop on 4th, with a list clutched in her hand that she swore she was going to check on the way out. She walked in, smiled at the guy behind the counter without really seeing him, and made a beeline for the Marvel section, trying to hunt down that Deadpool book...

She stopped short, though, spotting something unusual near the back of the aisle. The manga section wasn't usually her cup of tea, but there was something rather... unexpected peeking out from behind the usual magic-girl fare.

Charlie pulled the book free, and started flipping through it, a blush rising on her cheeks when she realized what it was - hentai. There'd been a woman on the front, dressed in what looked like a superhero suit, fighting some kind of Cthuloid monster. Turned out, it was tentacle porn. She flipped through it, fascinated. Despite the bad reputation it got sometimes... honestly, there was something unexpectedly hot about the thought of being held in a position and ravaged by various cock-shaped appendages. Still, the woman looked like she wasn't exactly enjoying herself, with made Charlie grimace a little. Plenty of women liked bondage and a little rough sex, herself included. Why didn't they make the heroine one of those?

Still, the core of the concept was kind of turning her on... She squirmed a little, her pussy growing hot at the image of one of the creature's bulbous tentacles pushing its way inside the heroine's exposed pussy. Charlie's hand ended up snaking down her own body, and she bit her lip, rubbing at her clit through her pants. It was easy to forget, late at night and with no other customers, she wasn't actually alone in here.
 
Stu looked up as the bells jangled, announcing a late night customer to his humble little shop. It was easy to keep the shop open so late, his apartment was just upstairs and he really didn't have anything else going on in his boring little life. He recognized the girl that walked in, her typical look of determination on her otherwise pretty face. "Hi Charlie." He greater her with a small wave, but she didn't seem to notice him in her determination to find whatever pulls she had on her list this time.

He didn't mind, he know how it was to be that focused on getting what you wanted and, well, he wasn't that outspoken. At least she smiled at him. That was nice.he let her go about her shopping in peace for about ten minutes before something strange caught his attention.

See, what nobody knew about him was that Stu was a demon in disguise... ano Incubus to be exact. He thrived on the sexual desires of women, so when Charlie began emitting that unmistakable he fed on, he couldn't help but sneak back to see what was going on back there, back in the stacks of Manga... and hentai comics. He stopped short of the Isle she was in, playing with herself and put his hand over his mouth in surprise. She'd never struck him as the sort of girl who would like that sort of stuff, but there she was, rubbing herself off through her tight pants, oblivious to his stares.

Shock quickly faded as hunger grew. She was giving off some powerful desires, and he was drinking it all in. The energy was soo good! He hadn't 'fed' for a while, so he had grown kind of ravenous. This taste he was getting of her was irresistible, it made his head swim, almost as if he were drunk on it and he put a hand out to catch himself, keeping himself from falling over.

He made a box fall to the floor with a solid clap of cardboard on the hard cement floor. "Shit..." he muttered under his breath, sneaking back a few steps so that she didn't notice him watching. He paused for about three seconds before calling out. "Are you alright back there?" As if he hadn't seen everything she was doing and was only reacting to the sound of the Fallen box.

He collected himself and moved forward, giving her another few seconds to hide what she was doing. He went over to the box and crouched down, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry if that startled you, sometimes... I swear, this place has a ghost or something..." he laughed, trying to pawn it off as some sort of paranormal event.

He looked up and smiled, rising to greet her again. "Hey, Charlie, isn't it? Did you find everything on your list? I can help you look, you know. As you can see, I'm not exactly busy."
 
Charlie jerked at the sound of the falling box and dropped the book, remembering belatedly that she was in public, and hastily stashed away the hentai she'd been looking at. Shit, shit, shit! Had Stu seen her? God, she would never be able to face him!

He called out, asking if she was alright, and she winced. Hopefully that was a sign he hadn't noticed what she was doing.

By the time he came around the corner, she was standing next to the Spiderman comics again, and she smiled nervously at he made some joke about ghosts. Relief washed through her. He'd be behaving weirder if she'd been caught right? This meant she was in the clear... right?

Still, she didn't think she could stand the tension in the air for any longer than she had to. It was nice of him to offer, sure, but she'd come back tomorrow, when her head was clearer and she didn't feel like she was about to explode of embarrassment. "Naw, it's okay. Thanks, Stu. I just came to look tonight. I should probably head home." She didn't give him much of a chance to say anything else - she brushed past him with an apologetic smile and practically fled from the store, anxious to forget all about this evening.
 
Charlies blush and nervous tension were adorable to Stu. "Well, okay, but you're welcome to stay and look as long as you li..." he tried to offer but she was already fleeing the store. The poor thing, she was so embarassed. If only she knew what he really was. She'd given him a nice snack, now he wanted the main course, and he knew how to get it.

He casually walked back to the hentai section and found the book she'd only had time to shove half way back into its place, out of order, of course. He chuckled to himself as he smoothed out the bent cover and started flipping through the book to see what had gotten her so turned on. Her sexual energies still clung to the air where she had been caught maturation and her breathed it in, closing his eyes, leaning against the boxes full of books and comics.

Focusing in on her taste, her scent, what made her tick, Stu sent out phantom thoughts, trying to reach out to her, wherever she might be. He found her rushing home, full of embarrassment and shame over her own desires and the fact that she had almost been caught. He rode her home, clinging to her, somewhere in the back of her mind. He had enough power to do that now that he'd had a sample of her soul. It would take more to affect her waking mind, her defenses were up.

No matter, he would just wait for her to fall asleep, that was when he knew he could come out to play, in her dreams. In the mean time, while he waited, he studied the creature that had turned her on so. He felt the residual annoyance over the female character looking unhappy and took note of that. The rest seemed to be centered on bondage and wanting what a good girl shouldn't want. It made Stu smirk. "Charlie, Charlie, Charlie..." he said to himself, impressed with how naughty she had been in his store.

She had been interesting befors, but now, she was positively intreguing! What other dirty fantasies might be hidden up in that pretty little head of hers, he wondered. One thing was for sure, he was about to make her first kinky little fantasy a dream come true!
 
By the time Charlie got home, she'd managed to convince herself that she hadn't been caught, and she was feeling a little better about the whole thing. Enough that she was actually feeling some residual arousal from what she'd been reading at the store. She hadn't been wrong, though, when she'd given her excuse to Stu - it really was getting late.

She hopped into the shower, scrubbed herself off real quick, and then slipped into a too-big t-shirt and climbed into bed, oblivious to what was coming.

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Dreams never really feel like dreams when you're having them, no matter how strange the situation seemed to be when you looked back on it. Charlie found herself sitting on a chair, but she wasn't in a room. She wasn't outside, either. It was just kind of... empty space. Like that white space from the Matrix, if a little less bright.

She was oddly comfortable and oddly happy to just sit in peace, despite having no idea what she was doing there. There was an insistent sensation of some kind, between her legs, too. Nothing physical. Just a soft, pleasant tingle that made her want to touch herself, despite not exactly being aroused at the moment. It suggested she'd be extra sensitive and that she'd be extra receptive to such attentions, but she could't move her hands to actually do anything about it. She wasn't restrained - rather, it was that odd feeling of your body simply refusing to respond to commands, like when your feet get stuck and you can't run from a monster. Though, admittedly, this was less terrifying and more just a mild annoyance.
 
"Ah, there you are..." Stu felt a tingle in the back of his mind as he became aware of Charlie's dream space opening up so surround her as she entered REM sleep. He probed around that space in her mind, testing to see how easy it would be to enter her dreams. He found it was as easyou as sliding a hot knife through butter. Suggesting some deep, secret part of her wanted to be played with. Humans... all of their pent up desires and wonderful little kinks...

He insinuated himself into her dream, slowly at first, forming a multi tentacled creature much like the one from the book she had been reading. It would be the easiest thing to creat, as her subconscious mind would be ready to accept it as a possibility. He... piloted the creature, investing a part of his being into it to make it come to life.

Slithering in the darkness, just beyond her vision, he made wet clicking sounds as his new body put out its feelers to seek the warmth of flesh. Slowly, he crawled and squirmed his way toward her, following her scent. She didn't move as he swam over the bare floor, toward her, leaving a glossy trail of moisture behind him as he secreted pheromones to make her welcome his alien touch.

Bundled up in a squirming ball at her feet, he didn't have eyes to see in this form, but, oh, he could feel... he was just one raw nerve tied together in a tight ball, seeking pleasures. Pleasures only her body could give him.

A single tentacle reached out to circle around her snkle, then another, wrapping around her other ankle, securing her legs apart. Slowly, he hoisted himself up her legs, slithering up into her lap. There, he sat for a moment, stretching out multiple arms and legs, to secure her hands down to her seat and circling her belly to keep her from squirming too much. A thick, warm bundle of corded muscle pushed it's way between her legs and gently butted against her pussy, insistently as one single pseudo pod crept up her stomach, weaving around her right breastfeeding to give it a squeeze before slithering up her slender neck and tracing a light film of moisture across the seem of her lips, begging entrance to the moist warmth within.

Stu had crafted this dream, perfectly, just for Charlie.
 
Wait, had she always been nude?

She didn't spot the creature moving toward her at first. She could hear the sounds of motion, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. In fact, some subconscious part of her mind was already anxious for the sound to get closer and closer. Rather, the thing that drew her attention was the sudden awareness that she was naked. When had this happened? Had she been sitting naked in the chair this whole time?

It wasn't until she felt a warm touch against her ankle that she consciously noticed the creature's presence. She started, staring down at it, but there was nothing about it that made her afraid, as insane as that sounded. Instead, her pussy began a more insistent throbbing at the sight of it, and she gasped as the second tentacle wrapped its way around her other ankle, gently pulling her legs open. Then, flowing as if it were water, it slipped up into her lap and secured her arms to the chair.

She was gasping with arousal now, feeling soaked in whatever pheromones the creature was releasing, and it hadn't even really touched her in any kind of intimate way, yet. Her hips jerked forward at the feeling of something pressing against her pussy. She moaned, her thighs parting a little more, encouraging the appendage to press further into her.

She licked her lips as another tentacle came up to brush against her lips, which parted willingly for it. Her eyes fluttered shut and her tongue darted out to lick some of the moisture off the tip... it tasted musky and distinctly masculine, like a real cock but somehow more pleasant. She moaned softly, happy to give herself over to the pleasures of the creature.
 
Stu was pleasantly surprised by how willing Charlie was to allow this creature, him, enter her body. As she opened her thighs to let it inside her pussy, he slipped a thin, sensitive feeler out to fondle her slit and then dart into her welcomed heat. She was shelter and warmth and this creature needed her to keep it safe and secure, inside of her. The feeler that had entered her vaginal canal was working to prepare her for the rest of its considerable girth. Coating her walls in thick, silky fluids that made her tingle. Testing her elasticity as it bulged and throbbed inside of her, making her stretch tight to fit it's thickness.

The slender pseudopod she had licked trembled in response, as if it shivered with excitement from her taste of it. It darted about, almost playfully, daring her to taste it again before it slipped between her lips and nuzzle firmly into the warm and tender muscle of her wet tongue, like a puppy demanding attention. One more tentacle grew out of the dark and shiny skinned mass that rested in her lap and formed a tiny sucker mouth to slither in and claim me tender clitoris in its tight little maw.
 
Charlie moaned at the feeling of the feeler sliding into her pussy and stretching her out in preparation for the larger object still prodding against her opening. It was as if the creature was built specifically for her pleasure - and it was. She tilted her hips upward, trying to encourage it deeper inside her despite her apparent inability to move or squirm very much.

A playful little smirk formed on her lips as the tendril at her lips began to dart around. She flickered her tongue out, trying to take another taste each time it passed, until it finally eased back between her lips, letting her suck properly on it. At the same moment, she felt something - she couldn't tell exactly what - suckling on her sensitive, swollen clit. She cried out, the sound muffled by the pod in her mouth, and her whole body jerked, trying to respond to the creature's ministrations, but unable to do so by the way the various tendrils had her pinned perfectly to the chair. She moaned, knowing she was unable to move, knowing she was utterly vulnerable to whatever pleasures the creature wanted to inflict upon her. Even greater arousal flooded her body, and she arched her back, testing the restraints. She'd barely even be able to grind against it.

In this position, she knew it would be able to tease her perfectly - her inability to move meant that, however gentle and teasing it wanted to be, she wouldn't even be able to grind against it in order to gain more friction. She groaned, sucking harder at the pod in her mouth, wondering how to communicate to it that that's what she wanted, not knowing she didn't have to.
 
Charlie's moans of pleasure released Emenations of pent up sexual energy and Stu drank it all in, growing even more powerful because of it. The more of it she unknowingly fed him, the finer his control over her dream became. He fondled the inside of her pussy, tenderly stroking those slick inner walls until she was primed and ready to accept the main mass of his creatures form inside of her.

Slowly, the boneless mass of flesh pushed against her entrance, parting her wide, so wide. It stretched her to the very limits of her comfort, encouraging her tight pussy to swallow it whole. It slithered and squirmed until it rested against her cervix. Most of the creature fit within, but it's binding tentacles around her arms and legs, the sucker tormenting her clit with waves of pleasure and the pseudopod nestled in the warm embrace of her mouth were still exposed.

Then, and only then did it try to communicate. One word. "Home." It was claiming her, it's intentions clear. Whatever it was, it needed her body to protect it. Thin little feelers probed gently, carefully, up into her empty womb, seeking space for the rest of it to dwell inside of her. The perversity of it all was quite delicious to Stu, the concept of making her unbirth this alien thing. Working up through her pussy, into her virgin womb.

Would she continue to allow this invasion of her pretty little body, or would she struggle to stop it?
 
Charlie tossed her head, whining around the pod in her mouth at the painful inability to express the pleasure she felt. The feeling of the mass pressing inside her fill her fully and perfectly, the writhing of the muscled length inside her catching every nerve to make it explode in even greater pleasure.

She tried to mumble the word "yes," though it came out muffled, as she felt it pressing even deeper while the little sucker on her clit continued its assault. She was getting so close, so very, very close... Her hips tried to buck, but she was still being held firmly in place. She moved a little, but it was less than an inch give in any direction. She wanted the length inside her to move more, to start grinding against her g-spot, even as it filled her even further than she had imagined possible.

She pulled her head back, the pod popping out of her mouth, and she moaned aloud. "Oh god, please please please, I'm so close! Harder, more, oh god please!" she panted, her whole body jerking and pulling uselessly at the bindings in the attempt to respond to the assault of pleasure. She gave up after a moment and whimpered, still squirming but now no longer really trying to escape the tendrils' hold on her. She looked back up at the little pod hovering next to her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking the underside of it and opening her mouth to try to coax it back inside.
 
The pseudopod danced in her mouth as she tossed her head about, playfully slapping it's spungy mushroom head down upon her tongue, insisting she suck it's creamy juices free from its pulsating head. The sucker latched firmly on her exposed clip began to draw at it harder, in effect, giving that excited little nub the tiniest little blow job, ever.

Swimming inside of her, Stu made the necessary adjustments in his alien form to fulfill her secret desires of having her g spot pushed. A coil of slippery flesh circled around that sensitive walnut shaped pad of spungy flesh inside of her and pressed against it, grinding little sucker nodules against it for greater sensation.

The pod she had beeno suckling on popped free of her mouth and jersey from side to side, in excitement, like a snake about to strike as she pleaded for more. It acted almost curious about her as she offered it her tongue again a day licked the underside of it. It drew back and quivered before reach in out to caress and circled under and around her offered tongue until it laid it's bolbuous head on the flat of her tongue, like it was a pillow urging her to take it back into the warmth of her mouth.

Deep inside of her, little feelers were exploring her womb, opening up a channel it could slither through to 'impregnate' her with its mass. "Home, protect, safe" it projected, seeking to flow up into her womb.
 
Home, protect, safe.

Yes, yes, yes! Having this thing living inside her, making her feel like this all the time... she couldn't imagine her luck, why this creature had chosen her. She felt blessed by the pleasure, while simultaneously greedy for more.

Her body arched again, and she cried out around the bulb in her mouth as the creature started to stimulate her g-spot in a way impossible for anyone to do normally. It was the finally push she needed to crest. Her mouth closed around the bulb, sucking hard, and her whole body quivered and shook as she tried to buck while she orgasmed, despite the tendrils holding her in place. Wave after wave of explosive pleasure crashed through her, and, for a moment, she felt almost like she couldn't breathe, so overwhelmed by sensation was she. Her pussy spasmed around the core of the creature, sucking it deeper and deeper inside with each wave, pushing it greedily further into her body.
 
Wait she was accepting this creature? Him? Well, a part of him, in a way... To live within her womb? And she felt lucky, even blessed to house him, it, inside her body?! This was more than he could have ever dreamed, her willingness, even greedy need for more. It blew him away. "Charlie..." he slipped, revealing he knew her name and not only her name, but the nick name she went by at the store.

Maybe she hadn't noticed? She was in the throes of orgasmic release, after all. Stu continued pushing, surging deeper and deeper, using the contractions of her own muscles to assist in seating himself securely up inside her womb. Her belly curved ever so slightly to make room for him to coiled up in a tight ball inside her precious womb, making it his, it's home.

It released her arms and legs, those tentacles slithering away to dissappear inside her pussy, churning and pleasuring her flexing canal. The only two appendages left exposed were the sucker drawing hard on her clit and the pod in her mouth. In excitement, the pod in her mouth released a stream of sweet cream for her to drink, feeding her it's essence, trembling as it spent itself upon herror tongue.
 
Charlie slumped in the chair, moaning faintly as she drank down the essence the creature released into her mouth.

As she finally came down from her bliss, she realized belatedly that it had released her arms and legs, and she looked down at herself, grinning at the sight of the slight bump in her belly. People would say she had the glow of a pregnant woman, but oh, they'd have no idea.

She shuddered as the little sucker on her clit kept working after her orgasm had made her oversensitive, and she giggled, pushing it away. "Give me a minute..." she gasped, sounding faintly drunk on pleasure. She traced her fingers over her belly, curious about what the creature actually was but, in the way that people tended to behave irrationally in dreams, it never even occurred to her that she should be afraid. It felt nice - warm and pleasant, even when it wasn't bringing her to mindblowing orgasm. Why should she fear it?

Her eyes slipped closed as she basked in her afterglow, fully intending to go for round two once she'd properly recovered from her frankly exhausting orgasm. Except, as she lay there relaxing, she slipped back into deep sleep, and the dream slipped away.

And in the morning, Charlie woke along in bed, her sheets still damp and messy from having physically orgasmed while sleeping (which was a rather new experience for her). What the hell kind of dream was that, exactly?! Not that she minded. She went through most of her day in a haze, hoping she'd have another similar dream that night.
 
The creatures essence left her throat with a pleasant tingling sensation as she swallowed it down.

At the thought of having a glow, the creature exuded a chemical that made her feel just that, a nice, warm, glowing sensation all through her belly, it's new home.

The sucker left off her clito at her giggling insistence that she needed a moment and instead, playfully nipped and suckledo at her finger tips. Even the pseudopod that had just released what must have been it's cum in her mouth was treating her to some gentle after play, nuzzle get at her neck and fondling her breasts before slithering away, to hide inside of her. The only part of the creature that stayed out to play was the little sucker, but even that vanished as Stu felt her slipping deeper into sleep, to a place he could not follow.

Their connection ended, he slumped back in his bed, filled with energy, her energy. He felt like he could run for hours now. He liked this girl, she had a perfectly kinky imagination. The question was, did he continue this particular dream tomorrow night, or explore what other delights she might have hidden away in her naughty little mind? Revisiting her wasn't even a question at this point. He had to, he wanted to taste her again. Again and again. He needed to become part of her life if he was going to ever hope to find out what other secret desires he might be able to play out with her.

Maybe he could talk to her the next time she came in for comics, offer her a simple weekend job, dressing up in cosplay for the customers. That would be a big draw, he was sure, but would she go for that? Only one way to find out...
 
Evening rolled around after work and Charlie, like she did most nights, headed to the little comic shop on 4th. After her dream last night, somehow the embarrassment of nearly being caught touching herself in the comic shop seemed like such a little thing, it really no longer bothered her.

She had an unusual bounce in her step when she walked into the shop that evening, grinning brightly. "Hey Stu! How's it going?" she asked. She'd brought her list back with her, but she didn't feel like she needed to hurry. She liked Stu well enough, though she didn't know him that well. He was a quiet sort, and reserved. Could talk someone's ear off about comics, so she knew everything he loved about Marvel, DC and all the rest, but she knew almost nothing about him.

Well, she was feeling friendly today. Time to strike up a conversation. She saw the man basically every day, maybe it was time to get to know a little more about him. Instead of heading into the aisles to browse, she came up to the counter, leaning forward against it, resting her elbows on the glass. "What's up?"
 
"Hi Charlie! Well, look at you! Got a little spring in your step! You look happy! Did you get a promotion at work?" He knew exactly what had put that spring in her step, but he couldn't let on or say anything. She wouldn't understand. She'd probably call him a mind rapist or something... "it's going. Slow, no customers as usual... well, except you! It's really nice to have you here! I was getting really framing board, I almost started alphabetizing the Manga section, just for something to do! "

"Well, I got some new action figures in and those magic mythic Rares finally got here too." He wax trying to make conversation even though all he could think about was the way her perky boobs looked, resting on the glass counter. He tried not to stare, but he was afraid she was noticing him looking. She was really very attractive, how had he never noticed before? "You left so fast last night, I was going to show you the new Harley Quinn figure, you know, the nurse outfit from the arkham games?" He pulled the box out and sat it in front of her to let her admire it. It was one of the very few DC characters he actually liked. His favorite, of course, was Neil Gaiman's Sandman.
 
Charlie smiled. Stu was rarely this talkative. He seemed so tired so often, it was nice to see him in a good mood.

"Naw, no promotion or anything. Just woke up on the right side of the bed, I guess!"

She blushed when he mentioned her disappearing and straightened, scratching the back of her neck. "Ah, yeah, sorry about last night. I had somewhere to be, and I kind of lost track of time. Probably shouldn't have come in at all, knowing that I can't walk in without spending like an hour here." She laughed. "I know, I always say I just pop in for 5 minutes and then I end up staying forever!"

She took in the new figure he got out, whistling softly. "Oh. She's hot. Man, I don't normally go for the ladies, but Harley? I might make an exception for her," she quipped, laughing. It sounded like a joke, but she had to admit, there was a little note of honesty in it... Harley Quinn was really hot.

"Have you played much Arkham? I keep hearing how amazing they are. Never got around to buying them, but they're on my list. Maybe they'll come out with some kind of boxed set thing, then I'll binge play all of them."
 
"Well, you look great. It's nice to see!" He reached out and touched her hand on the counter top, the contact giving pleasant chills. What was that? He'd never felt that before. He wondered if she felt it too, the spark. It was strange, like some sort of recognition or sudden bond was formed and he knew he wanted her.

He slid his hand off of hers but left it on the counter top, hoping she might touch him back. "Was it a party? No wonder you're so spunky today. I was wondering why you left in such a hurry, you usually hang out. I have to admit, I look forward to your visits. You really brighten up this old shop when you come in. So, you know, you're always welcome here!"

He watched her admire the Harley figurine, interested in her comments. "Really? How much of an exception?" He asked, giving her a bit of an over the top kind of wink. "I hope she doesn't steal you over to the other team, as it were." That sealed it, he would have to do some research so he could pretend to be her for Charlie tonight.

"Oh, I've only played the goty edition of the first one, you know it was developed in three dee right? It was pretty amaze balls. I kind of wish they'd make a marvel game that good. Spiderman shattered dimensions was almost that good, I really enjoyed the stealthing in the Noir sections but all of the rest of the game was kind of, I don't know, old hat I guess. I was never very interested in the ultimate or 2099 universes to be honest. Less now than ever, since they killed Peter in the ultimate universe." He rested his head on his hand and began tracing is finger on the glass counter top, almost dreamily.
 
Charlie felt the shock, too, when his fingers brushed hers, but, at first, she passed it off as an actual static shock. In a store old as this one, with old carpets, it was pretty common to shock yourself on the racks. She didn't pay it much mind.

laughed when he mentioned Harley stealing her for the other team. "Oh. Hell no. I'm a lesbian only for Harley Quinn," she answered, winking. "Besides, with all the hot male superheroes, I doubt there'll be any real risk of me switching sides." She licked her lips, grinning. "Mmm, I do so love the MCU's Thor."

She nodded in agreement about the Spiderman game being the best Marvel one so far, then shrugged. "Ah, I wouldn't worry so much about Peter being dead in the Ultimate universe. I mean, you know the way comics are. They'll do a plot event or two about it, then we'll find out he was secretly alive along, and the Peter who died was actually a clone or something." She chuckled. "Comic books do love their status quos."

She pulled her list out of her pocket and put it down on the counter, her fingers brushing over his hand again, and it shocked her again... but this time, she noticed. It couldn't have been an electric shock again - neither of them had moved enough for that. And, now that she was thinking about it, it didn't feel like a normal shock. There wasn't any pain, just that tingle that came afterwards. She liked it, though it did raise the question of why it was Stu was causing this reaction in her.

She looked up at him again, this time, seeing him with new eyes. He was... actually pretty good looking. How had she not noticed that before? At a glance, he looked just tall and kind of lanky, but actually, now that she was paying attention, she noticed lean muscle under the skin she could actually see - he wasn't built, exactly, but he was certainly fit. And there was something quite charming about the way he smiled, an expression that reached all the way up to his eyes, which were half the time hidden under a mess of brown hair. Holy shit. Stu was hot. She clearly hadn't been paying enough attention before, at least not consciously. Her gaze slid down to his lips, and she leaned forward subconsciously, suddenly wondering what they might feel like...

She blushed, straightening herself up. "So, uh, I guess I'll go grab the books..." She felt suddenly awkward, like he knew she was checking him out. She was kind of inexperienced when it came to guys - or at least, romantic interest in guys. She spent all her time with male friends, but she was "one of the guys" with them. She still wasn't particularly good at handling the realization that she might be interested in one of them, much less one she saw every day.

She headed deep into the aisles, taking deep, calming breaths. Now that she'd noticed him like that, she wasn't going to be able to stop! What if he didn't like it? She was a customer, so he couldn't exactly tell her off for ogling him like a lecher, but that just made it worse, because she didn't want him to feel uncomfortable with her coming in every day.

What the hell was she going to do now?
 
"Well, I have to say, Miss Quinzel is one lucky psychopath to earn the honors of being your one exception." Stu joked, throughly enjoying the banter with Charlie. Thor, huh? Didn't you hear? They made him a woman now. Yup, Jane Foster's swinging the hammer now."

"I'm an rpg fan too, though, so I really dug the x-men legends and Ultimate alliance games too. Unlocking that insanely O.P. Iron man in legends? Sahweet! Do you like the role playing grind too, or are you more of an action girl? I bet you'd look amazing in an Aerith cosplay, you know, the flower girl from Final Fantasy 7?"

He was getting off track, back to marvel comics. "Clones... Groan!" He laughed, shaking his head. "I don't know, they made it look pretty final. The new ultimate spiderman is alright by the way. At least they didn't make Doc Oc Spiderman, like they did for a while in the 616 universe. That was just painful, I know they have to keep it fresh, but that was just a big eff you to the fans, if you ask me. About as bad, if not worse than taking Wolverines adamantium away. I don't know, marvel really just hasn't been the same since then... I've missed a lot. Like dark avengers, spiderverse, heck, I'm only just looking into civil war because of the upcoming movies..."

He watched her pull her list out and reached for it as she touched his hand again. Another spark, it made him draw his hand back in surprise. "Wow, staticky in here today!" He tried to dodge, not knowing what it was himself. There wasn't exactly a manual for Incubi to consult about themselves after all. He tried to ignore the way she was looking at him and checked over her list.
"Edge of the Spiderverse collections, got those. Hellboy one-shot, of course! Wonderwoman #46, I'll have to order for you. You know, you really should just start a pull list for me, Charlie! It doesn't cost anything extra, just the price of purchase. Deadpool vs Thanos, got it! Anything else? There's some really good Manga you might like." He looked up slowly, she was kind of leaning over the counter in a very fetching, nonchalant way, she was definently comfortable in her skin, with that black low cut scoop neck shirt she wore and her long flame red hair, pale skin and cute freckled nose and cheeks.

She was staring at him still with her big green eyes. "Um... sure. Let me help you find them, okay?" Thank god she broke the tension, he was about to reach across and pull her into a hot kiss. he came around, out from behind the counter to go pull the ones he knew he had on her list. He went down one isle, and he wentold down another, giving her time to breath, she looked a little nervous. He didn't want to scare her away again.

"Oh, hey, Charlie! I found a copy of Batman: Mad Love back here! Do you want it?" He called out, actually going out of his way to give her the seeds for tonight's dreamscape. He pulled the other issues off her list and returned being the counter just in time to meet her there. "I'll even sell you the figure for 30% off, Harley needs a good home. " he smiled, hoping she would accept the offer, the more he put these images in her subconscious now, the more real he could make them in her dreams.

He rang her up and, glancing up at her, biting his lower lip, a little nervous and giddy about it all. He never double dipped on a girl before, returning to her dreams would be a first for him. Typically, one feed was enough, but he really liked her, he wanted to taste her desires again. "You know... I could really use a girl like you... for customer service, I mean..." he back peddled as he realized how forward that sounded. "You really know your stuff and, well, you're attaractive, how would you feel about helping me out on weekends, maybe? Would you be interested in doing a little cosplay, or something? I cant pay much, but I would be willing to give you store credit, enough that you could have your monthly pulls for nearly free. What do you think?"
 
Charlie had managed to calm herself down a little by the time Stu called out about the copy of Batman. "Oh yeah! That sounds awesome, thanks!"

When Charlie returned to the counter with her purchases, she ended up staring down at the figurines under the glass instead of looking at Stu, still feeling afraid that he might somehow magically be able to sense the way she was thinking of him - as it was, she was giving off powerful waves of lust, something he could probably sense quite strongly. Not that she knew that.

You know... I could really use a girl like you... Her head jerked up in surprise, and she blushed as he finished the sentence, thinking that it had been stupid of her to think he meant anything else. Still, he wanted her to work at the store? Given how much time she spent here anyway, that sounded awesome!

Of course, that little annoying voice said in her head, your interest in the job has nothing to do with your new crush on Stu, right?

She ignored it and smiled. "Yeah! That sounds like a lot of fun! I've never cosplayed before. Do I have to make my own costumes? I mean, I could, I just don't really know how..."
 
Was all that lust she was projecting really because of him? God, it was delicious! If he wasn't careful, he might reveal his true nature to her and that would be bad. He wasn't exactly immortal after all. If people found out what he really was, well... he didn't really want to find out what they might do to him. He was still flesh and blood, bullets could still kill him and jail time would really suck. So, the less people knew what he was, the better. Who in their right mind would date a demon anyway?

No, it was best for everybody if he just gave her hot dreams, he was nothing special in the flesh. In dreams, he could be anyone or anything. Out here, he was just Stu, the nerd, Stu, the comic book geek. He was fine with that, but Charlie, she deserved better. Someone successful, someone better looking than him, especially when he was naked. He doubted any girl would find his true form even remotely attractive. Black, leathery skin, red eyes, fangs, claws, wings... and a freaking tail for Christ sake! At least he didn't have cloved hooves for feet like his old man. Gyuh! That gave him the heebie jeebies!

"Yeah? Awesome!" Stu was thrilled that she said yes. "Trust me, you'll love it! Only if you want to, that is part of the fun, you know. I can send you some YouTube links about it. What's your email? Oh, I know! Come back around the counter here and we can pick you out your first cosplay! I know a few sites with premades. I'll order you one to get you started, on me, what do you say?" he motioned for her to come around as he punched in a Web address, really interested in what she might pick. It might give some insight for his third visit to her dreams.
 
Charlie grinned and came around the counter to join him, trying to ignore the awareness of how close they were standing. If she wanted to, she could just lean over a tiny little bit and they'd be shoulder to shoulder. When his hand was down at her side, she could almost brush his hand with hers... Maybe she could feel that tingling sensation again. She could probably just pass it off as an accident.

She looked over the options he was showing her, then she gasped, grinning. "That one! Poison Ivy!" She clapped her hands together, excited. "It's appropriate. She and Harley are.... ahem, close, if you know what I mean." Then she tugged on her hair. "Plus I already look so much like her!"
 
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