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Night Watch I: Eliza, Ward of Andrew

I think it's time I told you the reason we met

*Eliza’s POV*

I reached for Andy’s long-fingered, elegant hands with my chubby, stubby ones. It was so nice just to hold hands! I had an unwelcome thought creep upwards, and Andy must have noticed. “What is it? What’s wrong?” Damn!

“Uhm… Does it feel better, I mean, having talked about it, now?” Andy cocked his head at me, unsure.

“Yes? I mean, yes. Yes, it does. If there’s anything on your mind, I’m always here for you too.” Andy squeezed my hands, running his fingers over the knuckles gently. “At least, what I mean is, I live to be there for you, Eliza.”

I felt a keen flash of guilt slice through me. I had killed a man, and I hadn’t told Andy yet. Well, we'd both presumably killed lots of men and women. But I was a murderer off the battlefield, in my old Village. He had been completely accepting of my silence on the matter of my exile. I should never have laid with him before telling him what had happened, never have agreed to be his romant-

“Hey? Please, talk to me.” Andy had such blue eyes, like I imagined the ocean must look like. “Your pupils are starting to take over. If your whole eye turns black, I’ll tickle you until you’re happier again!”

I smiled at the man sitting across from me, with his totally untamed, black hair and cute little nose ring. It set off his fine features. "Happier from tickling?” Andy grinned wider at me, nodding. “I love you, Andy Biersack, and I think it's time I told you the reason we met."


*Andy's POV*

I watched Eliza carefully, unsure. "Have I... made you feel pressured to speak about this?" That hadn't been my intention.

Eliza shook her head, so lovely with its thick, dark, messy hair. Her massive, damaged horns were kind of romantic in a haunting, gothic way. Not that I'd tell her that, devil's bunions, she'd likely pinch my scrotum or something equally belligerent! "Of all people, you deserve to know why I was exiled. If it changes the way you feel-"

I cut her off immediately, without hesitation. I knew it wouldn't. "-It won't. There's nothing you would have done that could. At most I'll be totally revolted by your inventiveness and we'll need to have a serious talk, but I find that unlikely, and you know that, don't you?"

Eliza looked away, and I saw the beginnings of tears in her eyes. Shit! "Don't, please! Please, I never want you to cry because of me! Only tears of joy are allowed, dammit! I'm here, I love you, I'm going to be by your side to help you make a new life here, whether you like it or not, regardless of how many concussions you give me, or how red-faced you make the other Watchmen with your foul tongue!"

Eliza brightened and gave me rather licentious smile. "But Andy, you're my favorite Watchman to make red in the face with my tongue. Here I was thinking of specializing in just the Second Officer of the Night Watch, are you suggesting I branch out?" She grinned with aforementioned tongue between her teeth as I made a sour face. Wench!

"Well, of course, I think your wit, clever dialogue, and sarcasm are unparalleled and should be shared with the entire tribe. T'would be selfish of me, and a fool's errand, to try and withhold such cunning expletive use from other ears. But, as your partner, uh, non-gay partner, selfishly, I don't wish for any other to feel the physical talents of your tongue. I think I’d have a stroke if I had to share you with another man! I am a jealous and possessive man, Eliza. If you find you are unsatisfied by my romantic attentions alone-"

Eliza laughed. "Are you kidding? Unsatisfied with you, Andy? Are we talking about the same guy?" She blatantly pointed at my nethers and I blushed, embarrassed. Apparently, Eliza was er, satiated. Um, well, that was good. Yes. Hmmm. Indeed. I chuckled.

She winked at me. "I've never been with another woman, Andy, it's something I always thought I wanted to try before I died. Tits just look so squishy, and I was curious to taste a pussy other than my own. But I suppose, if that's how you feel, that settles it. I honestly can't imagine wanting another man..."

Just as I was going to tell her that maybe we could negotiate, if she found a very nice, polite lady, that treated her well, and I could possibly observe... her eyes got mischievous. "But by all means, if you ever do decide to bat for the other team, go right ahead, just let me watch that hot, man-on-man ass-sex! Ashley has a great ass you kno-"

I groaned loudly as I thumped her midsection with a pillow. The somewhat titillating, abstract vision of Eliza experimenting with another woman was replaced by the most unwelcome image of Ashley's butt. "-I'm not gay!" Eliza smirked. "I'm not bisexual, not curious, not experimenting-"

"-But would you sheathe your 'sword' in a woman's second entrance, Andy?" I sputtered. Was this a trick question? One bum most certainly did not equal another!

"To answer your question, I will engage in a variety of mutually agreed upon acts that are pleasurable to both parties with my partners, which have always been female, and now is bloody well you! So I guess, that depends, doesn't it? Why? I really don't feel like that's a good idea for us right now, Eliza..." I took her hand and banished the horrid thoughts of furry, male posteriors from my mind. Ugh, Eliza was just incorrigible sometimes!

"It's not that I don't want to, you know, engage in, er, different, or somewhat, uh, rougher play, or even consider what, eh, you mentioned. But it seems your, eh, when you are aroused, it makes me lose control rapidly, and I don't want to trigger something-"

Eliza actually giggled a little. I smiled, lost. "What?" It was really cute how, when she was sitting up naked and chuckling, her round, little tummy roll bounced just under her chest. I had better not get caught looking, though: try explaining that to a spitfire like Eliza! Women often got offended if you acknowledged the very curves that made them so attractive, that made them look so feminine. I had no stomach or chest, just a bunch of nothing straight from my head to my dick!

"You certainly are dedicated!" I raised an eyebrow and adjusted my hair. I had no idea what Eliza was talking about, which made me uncomfortable. I hated losing control. But at least she seemed cheerier, which was the important thing. I shrugged at her to indicate I wasn't following.

"I'm just saying, Andy. I'm not crying anymore." She took my big, awkward hands in her small, rough ones. She paused, taking a few breaths, looking pensive, and I knew it was best to say nothing. "I haven't told anyone, exactly, everything. No one wanted to hear. I don't know where to start." I just waited as she thought it over.

"I think I need to give you a little more background about my family. Kind of, some of the beginning, to understand why the ending turned out the way it did."

I listened very carefully. Eliza told me her story, and by the time she had finished, I was left speechless with shock.

Notes

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sorry for the delay in updates everyone. Eliza's story is a difficult one, and i'm trying to get it down right. it's very hard to tell in a sensitive manner. to give warning to any readers that may be affected, there is mention of sexual assault (i will give additional warning closer beforehand), and there will not be any graphic description. i am going to do my very best to deal with it as well as i can, and i hope that no one is adversely affected.


here is the note i originally posted a few days ago as a temporary chapter:
so, I don’t get a ton of comments, except from one or two folks every now and then. (thanks guys.) but if anyone is reading this, please know that I’m in a really tough place right now. This story is like my littlest baby, I put a great deal of effort into it, and yet it is dropping subscribers and its rating is also dropping. Bummer, right?

So. If you do like it, but for some reason have not yet rated it nicely, please do so now, if you wouldn’t mind, because it would mean a lot to me. I’ve spent hundreds of hours on it, and I’ve cried when people have done things like given it bad ratings, etc. Just like any ‘legit’ author, you always hope that, when you create something, it will be received well. For whatever reason, this story just isn’t very popular. It’s fine with me if it’s a niche thing/etc., or even if no one digs it, but it’s always a nicer feeling when something you’ve worked so hard on is well received, or resonates with someone. It’s really a bummer when people openly declare suckage.

So don’t, like, lie and rate it a 10 if you don’t like it out of pity, that’s not what I mean. But maybe, if it just hadn’t occurred to you to do so, or if you follow the story, but don’t have an account on the site (it’s easy to sign up, and you can easily turn off all the emails, it’s not a big deal), and you actually do really like it, I would really appreciate it, especially right now. Thank you.

p.s.once I have the next chapter written I will just convert this into a note appending that chapter, instead of being the entire chapter. I just wanted to make a bit of an explanation if I don’t feel like writing for a wee bit.

Thank you to the people who saw the note I posted above as a chapter, temporarily. I don’t usually do things like that (asking for ratings/support), it was during a very low point, so I apologize for any irritation it caused. Thank you very much, from the bottom of my heart, to the many people who did step forward. I noticed an increase in my other stories too as well, and I sincerely appreciate it.

I’m not going to delve into my personal life, but sometimes, like for everyone, things get shitty. Occasionally, they get really shitty. And during one of these times, it was really hard to see my story tank when it had been kind of surfing along and doing all right for itself. So, thank you again.

Comments

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SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
4/15/17

I've waited right to the end to comment. I loved this so much. I love all the characters and if this site would let me vote loads, I would. I wish it were more like wattpad in that respect. I've read the first chapter of the next installment and I can't wait. I'm super excited.

xPockyCookiex xPockyCookiex
4/7/17

@Teja

yay! so glad you like it so far!

anathema anathema
3/26/17

@smutty pariah

*snorts at you* ;0)

anathema anathema
3/26/17

Yes, can't wait!

Teja Teja
3/26/17