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storyline - "Hayride" (last chapter)

prompt - devoured

The next week at school was pretty much a goof off week. We did stuff, but everyone was thinking about Halloween, and the festivities the weekend would bring.

Eric Yorkie had decided to throw a party on Saturday night since Halloween was a Sunday and we wouldn't be doing much anyway. It wasn't that big of a deal; everyone showed up and hung out, listening to music and drinking illicit alcohol they smuggled in.

A lot of people were in costume, including Bella and me. By this time everyone knew we were a couple; we sat together at lunch, studied together during free period, and waked the halls together, often holding hands. I hadn't quite realized it before, but I guess I'd had something of a rep for being a loner. Like, people knew I got chicks, but I was quiet about it.

Which is what I'd always intended.

It really is different when you meet your match though. Nothing else matters, as in what people think. Bella and I fell into things so easily; it just made sense.

Her costume was classic; she'd gone the traditional route instead of the slutty one. Not that I'd have minded her in some skimpy little get up… but it just proved once again how down to earth she was. She was sexy without having to broadcast it. I dug it.

We drank a little, nothing major; getting the chief of police's daughter wasted wasn't really something I wanted to try.

Getting her naked though? That was a different story.

On Sunday Bella came over early, with a pumpkin pie to eat after dinner. We had an early dinner with my parents, and then got into costume. Normally we all took turns listening for the doorbell and whoever was nearest would answer the trick or treaters.

Tonight was different though. Since Bella and I were taking over candy duties my parents were retiring upstairs to watch TV for the evening.

"Do you have everything you need?" Mom asked, yawning as she picked through the candy.

"Yeah, we'll be fine. We'll just give it out until it's gone, and then we'll turn out the light," I said.

Dad appeared, a bowl of popcorn in his arms. "All right. Have fun. Good night, Bella."

"Good night, Carlisle," she said, watching my mom and dad retreat upstairs.

The trick or treating was sporadic at first. We grabbed a couple of sodas and goofed around, looking for stuff to watch on the television in the living room. Bella insisted we take pictures and so we did. I copped a feel and she pretended to stop me, pushing me back on to the couch and falling on top of me.

Eventually, though, the doorbell was ringing almost nonstop. For a town so small, you'd never know so many kids lived here. We set up chairs by the door and waited, candy in hand.

A couple times we got kids who looked way too old to be trick or treating. They only got one candy.

"You want to sit on the porch?" I asked, once the frenzy had died down. It was close to eleven.

"Sure. Let me grab my jacket."

"Not very vampy," I said, getting a jacket for myself, too.

We took the nearly empty bowl of treats on to the porch with a blanket and sat on the steps. When no one appeared after a good fifteen or twenty minutes we started eating the mini Snickers and Twix bars. I always insisted we give out the good stuff on Halloween.

"I'm glad I met you," Bella said suddenly, giving me a smile. She had caramel stuck in her teeth.

"Me too. It's gonna be a good year," I said, kissing her cheek.

She nodded, feeding me chocolate.

"Do you have to go soon?" I asked.

She nodded, glancing at her phone. "Yeah. I'm gonna be a zombie tomorrow if I don't at least try and get some sleep."

"I don't know why they didn't just give us Monday off," I said.

"I know," she sighed, standing up.

I took one last look down the street and decided to just call it a night. Kids shouldn't be out this late, anyway. We went back inside and turned the porch light off.

I watched Bella as she moved around the kitchen, putting what little candy was left away. I was tired of waiting.

"C'mere," I said, pulling her toward the living room.

She followed willingly, and I knew she knew what I was thinking.

I sat on the couch, one of our favorite spots apparently, and pulled her on to my lap. She leaned down to kiss me right away and held her hips down tight against me, wanting her even more now that I knew she wanted me, too.

The kissing bypassed the usual sweet n' slow stuff. Bella rocked against me and I pushed up against her, needing to feel more of her but also for her to make the move. As much as I wanted her, I didn't want her thinking that was all I wanted.

But time passed, and I almost didn't care because Bella felt so good in my arms, on top of me. I loved her mouth, how her tongue moved with mine.

"Bella," I whispered eventually. My hands had been up her skirt for some time now, alternating between resting on her ass and playing with the edge of her underwear.

"What?" she whispered back, sucking on my neck like a lady vamp would.

"Do you want to…?"

She pulled back to look at me.

"What, here?"


"Do you think it's too soon?" she asked.

I paused. "Maybe… I don't know. We don't have to…" I pulled her face back to mine and kissed her again.

"Maybe it's too soon but I really like you, Edward," she breathed. "I want to be with you."

"I want to be with you too," I said, and I really did. Physically, but also in general. She was perfect for me.

"Good," she said. I could hear the smile in her voice.

Shifting up a little, I reached into the jeans I was wearing beneath my Dracula costume and yanked my wallet out. I got a condom and tossed the wallet aside.

Bella got off my lap and took her panties off, watching as I opened my cape and unzipped my jeans.

This was really happening. We were going to screw, on my parent's sofa, on Halloween, in costume. Not exactly a story to tell the grandkids but one to relive later for sure.

Once I was situated Bella got back on my lap and the kissing resumed. I want to say it was sweet and romantic but I damn near devoured her, messing up her makeup and probably her hair in my horniness. Right when her rubbing against me was about to make me beg for mercy and rose up and sank onto my dick.

I moaned lowly, glad my parents usually fell asleep with the TV on in their room.

Bella's mouth fell open, her mouth still blood red despite the fact I'd eaten most of her lipstick off.

Speechlessly we came back together, kissing, our hands in each other's hair as I thrust up into her and she ground down in to me, hard. I reached down to touch her, wanting to make sure she got hers because I knew I was gonna come fast. No making love til the break of dawn crap; I'd been wanting her way too long to last.

The second my fingers made contact with her she groaned and pushed harder, rolling her hips over and over. I loved how she sounded, her voice, her moans.

"Yeah," she whispered, moving faster when I pushed up harder. Finally I couldn't take it and I came. It felt amazing.

"Don't – wait – yes—" she mumbled, seizing on top of me, hardly moving against my hand before collapsing against me.

We stayed that way for awhile, panting. Finally Bella straightened up.

Before she could climb off I opened her shirt and pushed my face in to her tits and kissed them properly.

She laughed quietly, holding my head.

"Best Halloween ever," I sighed, licking at her nipple. "Be mine, Bella. Please be mine, always."

She tilted my face back and kissed me again. "That's Valentine's, silly."

"So is that a yes?"


and that's the end! (and before anyone says it, yes they are so bad for doing it on the couch with the parents upstairs! the nerve! )

i will resume witfits in january. 2 months off for me, kind off. starry eyed inside will continue to post weekly and maybe even twice a week if i'm feeling frisky. love you guys! eat lots of chocolate tomorrow! i know i will...