Nevermore

Title: Nevermore – Chapter 5
Author: Sparkleblsmchyld
Type: RP Het and Gen
Rating: R – for violent situations and some sexual situations.
Pairing: The Backstreet Boys and suggested OFC.
Warning: Serious amounts of AU and some fluff mixed in when the chapters calm. This is really the crack-fic out of all my fics.
Disclaimer: Not mine, probably never happened, never will. Too much sugar and music will do this to your thoughts kids! All ideas are result of my overactive imagination!
Archive: AFF. If you want, just ask. I'd be flattered.
Feedback: Have something you’ve just got to tell me? Please do, feedback is great.
Timeline: The Millenium tour.
Notes: Okay, this was very early in my writing career. I was a high-school boy-band freak with a insatiable love of the bizarre, creepy and down-right X-Files-ish. Excuse the normal cliches and writing boo-boos. Just enjoy the story as it is.
Summary: Be careful just whom in your path you anger, your retribution may be swift and silent. The Backstreet Boys didn’t learn this lesson and now they have to pay.

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Three down…two to go…

Fiona smelled vanilla and she knew just what she had to do. All the way down at the end of the hall there was a darkened room, and beautiful, sensuous music rose and filled her ears.

She walked down the hallway, her new pass dangling from her neck. At the last door, she stopped, took a deep breath and twisted the doorknob…

“Yes?” A deep and sensual voice whispered, it sent a shiver up Fiona’s spine. She took one last breath and stepped ‘round the corner…

“God, she beautiful…” He thought to himself, a midnight blue skirt that flowed a little past her knees and a tight lace up bodice in the matching color.

“She’s a vision of beauty…” He thought standing up and walking oto gto greet his new visitor. “Hello my dear. What might your name be?” He asked, intrigued. His emerald eyes staring into hers, staring into the dark depths of her eyes. “

“That doesn’t really matter, does it…” She whispered, running her nails down the back of his neck. He smiled as she did this breathing in her intoxicating scent of strawberries. He gently wrapped his muscular arm around her waist, pulling her closer, lightly placing his lips to hers.

“I might enjoy this one, I love how he thinks…” Fiona thought as she felt his warm hands running down the front of her bodice, she could tell that he wanted, earnestly, to touch what was underneath.

He kept his lips to hers and she loved it, his power was amazing and he was such a gentleman, he would play right to you and it was easy to see how women fell victim to him so easily. Fiona felt him gently set her down on his bed, it was so soft. “Oh, this is so unjust, he seems so perfect…”

Fiona could feel him run strong hands over her bodice, coming to rest on her breasts, she loved how he felt and loved how he made her feel. His lips slowly left hers and trailed down her neck, kissing under her chin and then down her line of cleavage.

She felt him slide one of his hands under her skirt, massaging her thigh as it rose higher and higher. She could feel his fingers on his one hand gently running over the soft skin on her leg, while the other one was working the stubborn knot of her bodice.

Slowly the knot gave way under his heated pawing, as soon as the knot was undone he roughly unlaced it, slowly pulling it off so he could enjoy what was kept hidden underneath.

“God, he knows how to please…” Fiona thought as she felt him start to rub his hands over her soft flesh, working so deeply.

It felt so good.

“I’m going to enjoy this one, he feels so damn good! Mmm…” Fiona thought as she felt him start to lick the nape of her neck, sliding across he shoulder, down her chest, his tongue coming to rest on her right breast; taking it in his mouth gently suckling it.

Fiona moaned arching her back and digging her head back into the softness of his mattress. She could feel him using his tongue to make her tender flesh stand out, and she loved it. Only with this one would she surrender her body, but only she knew the price he would pay.

By this time he was too involved to even try to stop himself, he craved her flesh aothiothing else mattered…
He heard her moans and slowly inched her skirt down off of her thighs, thinking about how much he wanted to see what her flesh tasted like all over…

He leaned up and kissed her heatedly on the lips before sliding lower, wanting to explore all of her body. He kissed the skin down to he navel and then, wanting to save the best for last, he kissed and licked down her right thigh, then her licked and kd hid his way up her left thigh.

Then, ever so slowly he explored her sensuality, delving his soft tongue into her forbidden area, exploring her…

Fiona cried out, trying to catch her breath, this one knew exactly how to tease your body but oh god, he did it well.

She could feel him tasting the inside of her, he was so sensual, and his movements were smooth and felt so good. The sweat was dripping off both of their bodies, and she was close to her peak.

Fiona moaned loudly, arching her back and digging her head back into his mattress, her breathing was rough and ragged, but she knew that now he would be taking her for his own release.

He moved up and kissed her roughly, he sweetly licked the beaded sweat on her upper lip off. Fiona saw the lust & passion his eyes and knew that he was hungry.

He pushed her firmly down onto the bed and she felt him enter her, he groaned feeling sensations like never before. He was keeping a steady rhythm, quickly taking Fiona back up towards her second peak, and she could tell he was going to peak soon. Once again Fiona was sent over the edge and she then reached down and grabbed his ass, pushing him even deeper…and with that last push Fiona sent his over the edge, his moaning wild & untamed, signaled his release, hard & fast…

a laa lay there, thinking, about what she had done to each of these boys; she called them boys because if they couldn’t accept things like what had happened to Eve, then they couldn’t be called men. She was pleased with herself but yet she knew that one more obstacle lay in her way and after him she could be content.

She looked down at her latest and smirked, he was a wonder, handsome and a true lover but underneath all of that façade, lay a cruel and mean creature, with no true feeling and a heart of stone…

He was stirring, she had to leave and now, Fiona slipped her skirt back on and laced her bodice, she left her pass on the bed; a reminder for him…of things you can’t have…

She walked to the door and opened it quietly; she looked back once more, to see a tear of black creep from the corner of his eye…
Fiona stepped into the hallway and quietly, shut the door on his room…