Chapters Dear Diary,
So here we are in our new home, well apartment. But this is our new home and I can’t be happier. I tried to talk to Adagio and Aria to make Tuesday nights taco night, but well, they did what they always did; That’s right, they called me stupid and said no.
Ah well, I can’t really complain too much, considering what we have all been through, and most importantly we are together.
It makes me so happy. We really argued a lot at first, when we couldn’t use our singing to get what we wanted or needed and had to find ways to earn money... Well, let’s just say, Tartarus hit the fan. Wait, is that how the saying goes? I’ll have to ask them about it.
I...
Sonata stopped writing in her journal as she heard a specific tune of a cell phone ringing. She looked up from where she was sitting on the floor, under the heavy quilt placed under the table and spotted the screen lighting up.
“Hello?” She asked the phone, as if it would automatically answer her.
“Sonata, answer the damn phone.” Aria yelled from the kitchen.
Sonata smiled and lifted the phone up to her ear, only for the sound to continue, now louder in her ear, “Hellooooo?”
“Oh, I swear Sonata, you really are THE WORST.” Aria said stomping into the living room and grabbing the cell away from the girl with blue hair with a few streaks of dark blue. Aria herself had her hair, that was dark purple, with blue streaks through it, up in pigtails. Her clothing still matching the usual punk teen look, despite her finally aging past sixteen a few years before after one of their last performances.
“WHAT?” Aria screamed into the cell, “Oh, hey, it’s you... Yea... No shit? Damn that’s a bitch. NO I WON’T STOP SWEARING! Honestly I don’t know why you’re trying all that goody goody stuff... Fine, yea, it shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll let the other two know. Sonata should be really excited, and well, you know Adagio, she may attempt to bitch about it... What?” Aria paused her one conversation with whoever was on the other side of the cell, “Pfft, HAHAHAHA! Oh yea, they are still bunched up her ass. Yea, see you in a bit.”
Aria let out a sigh as she moved the cell away from the side of her head, and pressed the end call button. A lingering grin on her face to signify one of the few times she was in a good mood.
“Who was it?” Sonata asked in her usual innocent way.
“Huh? Oh, that was Max. Apparently he needs some help with some things so he needs to crash with us. Oh, he might need to know the new address.” Aria then began to text the address on the cell, and clicked the send button.
Sonata’s eyes seemed to grow impossibly large, and she began squealing in excitement. At that moment, a girl with large orange and gold striped hair entered the room from the kitchen, her face scrunched up, and her hands over her ears.
“Sonata, come on. That’s enough.” She called out.
She turned to Aria, removing her hands from the sides of her head as Sonata seemed to calm down, “She only screams like that for Maxwell. I take it that was him?”
Aria merely nodded with a grin, “His business just got railroaded, and his stuff is getting taken away. So, he needs a place to stay.”
“Seriously? Man, that guy has some of the worst luck I’ve ever seen. Didn’t he tell us he was descended from like Irish people or something? I thought they had good luck, with four leaf clovers and leprechauns?”
“Oh, silly Adagio, Tricks are for kids.” Sonata said while giggling. The two turned to Sonata, a look shared between them of, ‘Are you serious?’
“Actually, Four leaf clovers are merely a point of superstition among most types of humans these days, though most people still hold onto said superstition. Leprechauns are only mythological creatures, of old tales from their country. They are more like just creatures in old folktales like fairies and stuff. At least according to this world, our world, yea...”
Aria and Sonata were staring, out right staring at Sonata, their mouths hanging open.
“Okay, who are you, and where is our idiot?” Aria asked, being the first to recover.
“Wait no, ask a real question, this might be one of those rare occasions where her brain actually works.” Adagio advised.
“Oh, you mean like when I sometimes play bash the head with her? And always win.”
Adagio groaned and shook her head.
“Sonata, what’s Mount Rushmore?”
Sonata blinked, once, twice, then smiled and opened her mouth, “A giant rock?”
“Well, she’s not wrong, exactly.” Aria pointed out.
“No, she is wrong, It’s a freaking Mountain, with four giant heads cut into it. I, at least learned that much.” Adagio argued.
“Yea, but a mountain is made out of stone, and rocks are made out of stone, so, ergo, it’s a giant rock.”
“I can’t believe we are actually arguing this.” Adagio almost screamed. She stopped then and began sniffing the air, “That smells- The pasta!” She gasped as she turned and hurried back into the kitchen to keep the food from burning.
Aria turned back to Sonata who went back to writing.
‘I can’t believe I’m even considering this, but ever since the battle of the bands back at Canterlot High, Sonata has really changed. I mean we all did, but it seemed so small that it took us a while to notice. Though when we seemed to stop changing, she kept on.’ Aria shook her head and turned from the table in the middle of the floor and walked back to the kitchen.
“So, when is he supposed to get here?” Adagio asked when Aria walked in. Aria looked up and saw Adagio at the stove with the pot that had the pasta in it, their dinner for that night, stirring the sauce, meat and noodles together.
It was nothing like actual Italian food, since Max did not know anything about genuine foods like that, he only taught them what he was taught by his mother. Which was cheap foods. He had explained he and his mother grew up together, very poor. He had many times worked to learn how to cook meals from actual cookbooks, however that proved difficult for the guy. He could never fully remember recipes, so many times he just started throwing things together when it came to spices and such unless he specifically had the cookbook at hand.
“Should be in an hour or less. He already had most of the stuff he needed packed and had been calling others he knew. We were his ‘saviours’ as he put it.”
“He called us last? Wonder why?”
Aria shrugged, one of her long time favorite responses she had picked up from humans.
The three former Dazzlings sat down at their table and began to eat their pasta set on plates before them.
Just as they were finishing up, there was a resounding knock at the door.
“Well, he’s here.” Aria commented as she went to stand to get the door. Just as she got to her feet, she suddenly found the floor coming up to greet her, with a point of pressure on her back. She caught herself and looked up to see Sonata pulling the door open, “Did she just literally run me over to get the door?”
“Well, at least she didn’t leave a foot print on your ass.” Adagio muttered as she stood and gathered the now empty plates with remnants of red sauce.
“Max!” Sonata was saying from the front door, jumping up and down, as Adagio walked past. It was dark outside, and there in the doorway stood a man of average height blocking the rest of the neighborhood from view.
As Adagio turned the corner she heard Max speak out in greeting to Sonata, and then heard a loud ‘oomph’. She rolled her eyes, figuring Sonata had literally jumped on top of the guy.
She set the plates in the sink and made her way back to the front door to check and make sure they were still okay.
“Get in here, and shut the door.” She reprimanded the two.
As Adagio came around the corner again she looked and saw Max struggle into the apartment, a large and bulky looking black duffle bag in one hand, and Sonata hanging off his neck. He used his other hand to close the door as he made it past.
“Want some help?” She asked.
“Maybe a crowbar?” Max asked with a smile as he bent at the knees and gently set his bag down.
“Sonata, get off of him.” The girl turned and pouted at Adagio, using her best sad puppy dog look she could muster.
Before she could say more, Max sighed and lifted her up bridal style and walked through the rest of the hallway and into the living room, with her in his arms. The way he moved it was like she weighed nothing to him.
Adagio noted this, as she remembered him once mentioning how out of shape he was. His legs had always been well toned, but he admitted laziness was his greatest adversary in gaining weight.
‘Must have hit the gym after he launched his business.’ She thought, watching his wide shoulders, before her eyes moved down to look at his rear.
She shook herself after she saw him bend over to set Sonata down onto the couch, who was having a giggling fit. A blush on her face, she about faced and walked back into the kitchen.
‘Long nights with a guy in a bad mood, and has nothing going for him, needs alchohol.’ She thought as she bent down to a cupboard and fished around for a few seconds, ‘Hello my darling,’ she thought with a smile. She raised up, setting the bottle of hard cider on the counter and fished out three glasses. She knew better than to try and let Sonata drink, the girl was just a space head to begin with, they had always feared what it would be like with anything hard inside of her.
She went back into the living room with the bottle in one hand, and the three glasses in the other.
Before her she saw Max standing, looking around the place, a look of admiration and surprise there. At this time, it seemed her mind had other things it wanted to look at, like his as- pants. Jeans, somewhat faded, and fairly old, with a belt. ‘Huh, never used one of those before, must have lost weight, for sure then.’ As she came around she saw him now, with his pants, and belt, he also had an open dress shirt, and a white T underneath it.
“Hey, glad to know we are last on the list of people to call.” She said, giving him her best unamused look.
He sighed before saying anything, “Actually, I didn’t want you to think I was trying to get you to help me like I was holding the situation around your necks.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Uh, well if you can’t think of any reason, then never mind. Nope, its all good.”
“He must be talking about when we all first met. You know, a couple of weeks after battle of the bands?” Aria pointed out, seeming to catch what he had been going on about.
Adagio turned her attention back to Max, seeing him fall in on himself just a little bit, as his eyes immediately shot down to find interest in the carpet.
Adagio said nothing, but set two of the glasses down onto the table before shoving the third into his hands, and then holding up the bottle.
He looked tired, and his face was left unshaven. She could see his eyes glance up and pause on the bottle and focus on it as if it were a life raft in an ocean.
She smirked and unscrewed the lid and poured him some of the thick amber liquid.
Once she filled it half full, she stopped and turned filling the other two glasses for Aria and herself.
“So, what happened?”
“Lawsuit. I knew there would be plenty of parents, and potential religious people who would have issues with the first and only game I released once I had finished it.”
“Thought you said you were taking measures to make sure people could not hold anything against you or your game?” Adagio asked as she passed one glass to Aria, and settled on the floor next to her, looking up at Max, “Have a seat, take a load off.”
He seemed lost in thought for a moment before looking around himself and eased down onto the floor.
“Yea, but apparently putting in so much text at the intro, and user end agreement and more about not trying to influence others, or offend people, and only a rating of nineteen and older was the best choice for the game. Well, once this got out, people found it best to pirate such a game and give it to minors. Then some people who are so offended by demons and the devil being in the game started slandering me and claiming I was a devil worshiper, blah blah blah. Got a court summons, plead my case, the lawyer was shit, and even though I had plenty of proof they still decided it was best to kick my game to the curb before things got further out of hand. The judge then basically took away all chances I may ever have of producing another game. And the media is making it to where I may never be able to find a decent job ever again in my field of Media Design.”
The three girls were silent as they listened, they could tell Max was falling and falling hard. He had stopped talking to them and so many other people to work on his game. He had put so much heart and soul into it, and for all of this to happen.
“So, what happened at the end of the hearing?” Aria asked.
Max, for his part seemed to light up, “Oh, I pissed them all off. They could not get any money out of me because I was a bit of an idiot.” Adagio raised a hand to signal him to continue, “Well, when I had received the notice of the lawsuit, I began taking into account of my assets and such. I basically gave away what money I had. I cut ties with anyone I had gotten help from in the areas I did not have any or enough experience in myself to take on the challenge by basically paying them their last paycheck and a bonus as a severance package. Pointless since I was not a real massive business that could really afford something like that, but,” He shrugged.
“Then I took what I had left after that, got what cash I knew I would need, and gave the rest to charity. I then figured the best way to keep from spending all of the money I held for myself to get by and try to get something like a one bedroom apartment, then the court might try and say something about it. Which they did, but I gave them something and made a deal. Since I made a lot of money and will be turning in my taxes next year, no matter what job I have afterwards, they will end up getting that money to complete the lawsuit. Oh, and also since the money I gave to charities were marked and I kept records as proof, it allows me to get more money for my returns, which in turn gives those who won the lawsuit more money.”
“So, wait,” Adagio stopped him, thinking, “Then how could you screw them over? It sounds like they are still getting everything.”
“Not really, see, if I figured everything out well enough, they would have made lots more taking my house, land, and vehicles, also, the money, and possessions and all. By working out a deal with the bank, they regretfully took the house back and kicked me out, I allowed the vehicles to be repossessed, and all. So that gave me a huge amount of debt I need to pay off since the banks have to work out to get another owner for this stuff as fast as possible so they don’t lose money. Which they already have to mark down the sales price, also I still have to pay them what is left on my loans. Thank goodness not too much. All in all, I took a huge gamble to screw myself over, so that when I went into court and they saw everything, I would not look that great. By making myself look so bad, the only real answer was to throw my sorry but in jail-”
“Sho, how didju get outta doin time, Mr. Bad boy?” Aria interrupted, slurring her words.
Adagio glance over, and saw a blush on the girls face, an empty glass, and the drink in the bottle half gone. She deflty grabbed the bottle and moved it away from Aria. She smiled when the girl tried to grab at it to pour another drink, only to snatch at air.
“Well, I worked out a deal with them, I pointed out the fact of my taxes, and the charity donations and said if they wanted any money from it, then take it from my taxes. As long as I got a decent mediocre job, then I would be fine for my first year after the lawsuit.”
“Honestly Max, I think you’re full of it. From the things you explained to us, more through use of the internet and stuff, someone would never be able to get out of a situation like yours by some out of the way nonsense like that.”
Max looked at Adagio, seeming to glower at her, before grinning and laughing, “Yea, So much crap to make up on the spot. But seriously though, I did get sued for the game itself being, “Against moral standings in our society today’.” Max said as he threw up some fingers to use air quotes.
“So, you did lose everything.” Adagio refrained from making her comment a question.
Max drew in a breath of air through his teeth, making a hissing noise, “Yea, pretty much. So I need to find a way to get myself into a better situation. Man, I tell you what, being bale to stand on my own two feet and take care of things on my own has been amazing. No more having to rely on others, no concerns if I have to choose between eating or depression, three years, and I’m back to square one. I can’t give up, I have plenty more ideas for games and all, I just have to work slower. Like find a real business that is willing to hire me for my job skills.” Max turned when he heard snores, and spotted Sonata drooling on the couch, and aria passed out next to him.
Adagio finally lifted her glass and looked into it. Neither of the two had bothered to take a drink during his tiring joke. She lifted her glass to him, “To new beginnings?”
Max looked at the glass, pausing for a second or two before shrugging, “What the hell, why not? To new beginnings.” He agreed as they gently tapped their glasses together, the resounding sound barely even echoing in the room before they threw their heads back and swallowed their drink.
Max made a sour looking face, “Why not have something like, bean, or the captain? I know people have their preferred drinks, and my tastes are not that well traveled, but still...”
“We still haven’t hit twenty one, yet. Remember? We got a lucky break with just this.” Adagio explained as she lifted the empty glasses and bottle returning them to the kitchen.
“Riiight. Crap. Well, what now?” He turned, hearing a door opening. He could see Adagio behind him at a small closet in the living room where she grabbed a blanket and a pillow. She turned and threw them in his face, watching his failed attempts to make her laugh by pretending the bedding was attacking him.
He lowered the blanket and set the pillow on the floor, wearing a small sad smile, “You want me to help you get these two to bed?” He offered.
Adagio shrugged, as if saying, ‘up to you’ .
Max settled down onto the couch after he helped Sonata and Aria to their respective rooms, leaving them fully clothed in their own bed and leaving the room. After that he grabbed the pillow and blanket and tossed them up onto the couch. He started to undress, then halted thinking of where he was. With a small groan he turned and made his way over to his bag that was still over at the door.
Grabbing the large duffle bag, he went back to the living room and sat down. Unzipping the bag, Max opened the top and began to dig through the various items until he found where he had stashed some of his clothes. The duffle bag was very big, practically large enough to hide someone in. Or chop up a couple of bodies...
‘Whoa, that was dark...’ He shook his head and grabbed a pair of swimming trunks he normally wore as shorts around at times he wanted to wear something other than jeans or dress pants. He had grabbed enough clothes for about a week, as he was not sure how long these three would be willing to let him crash on their couch. Making sure there was no noise coming from any of the rooms, he quickly changed into his shorts, before draping his pants over his bag and neatly placing his shoes next to it as well. He settled back onto the couch in as much of a comfortable position as possible.
Max fell into a fitful sleep, waking up at the slightest sounds. It wasn’t that something was bothering him, it was one of those things that the mind cannot let go of when it is in unfamiliar territory.
Something bright hit his eyes, and he turned his head with a groan and eased his eyes open. He could see the back of the couch, dark blue with ridges raised in its definition. Above that was the white of the wall and ceiling.
‘They need some color in here, don’t want to think this place is some sort of mental ward. Ouch, that was a little harsh, Max. Near sleepless night does not mix well with waking so early. Wonder what time it is?’
He fished around for his pants until he found them and dug through the front pockets, rattling his keys, then brushing his hand on the cell. He pulled it out and glanced at the time.
7:30 am.
Max rolled his eyes and dropped his pants onto the duffle bag and dropped his hand holding his cell onto his stomach with a loud slap. He groaned again, not wanting to get up. He wiped his eyes to clear them of the night sleep that had collected, and closed his eyes, his mind hoping he could fall back to sleep.
After a few minutes, he realized, this was not going to happen.
‘Fuck you world, you are not ready to suffer my wrath. This guy is staying right here for today and I am not moving for anything.’
The sound of a door quietly opening near him caught his attention during his morning mental tirade of his hatred for mornings. He did his best to ignore it, that is until he heard tentative shuffled feet brushing against the carpet. He felt a presence next to him,
‘No,’
A soft small hand moved to his shoulder,
‘dammit. Just ignore it and it will go away,’
He then felt something drift near his ear, the soft warm breath of a woman next to him, he voice whispering, trying to rouse him as gently as possible.
“Max, are you awake? I’m sorry to bother you, but can you help me?”
The combination of her whispering softly into his ear, asking for his help, and her breath flowing over his ear brought a quick blush to his face, as other parts of his body started to wake up to the demands of his brain.
He did his best to keep from utilizing his first reaction, and open his eyes slowly, and turn his head just so he could see who was speaking to him out of the corner of his eye, even though he knew her voice.
There, an apologetically smiling Sonata, blue hair in a slight jumble about her head, the ponytail gone, her hair drifting around her shoulders, waved to him.
‘Damn, she’s cu- NO! DO. NOT. GO. THERE! ’ He screamed at himself internally, ‘Crap it has been way too long for me.’
“Morning, Sunny bunny, what do you need help with?” He asked, using the nickname he had given her way back when they had first met.
Her gasp, and the pure ecstatic look as she bounced right there beside him.
“Oh, Max, you remembered. Thank you,” Unknowingly doing something that further stirred him awake, by leaning down and kissing his cheek.
“Yea, I’m awesome like that. So, what’s up?”
“Oh, hey, we haven’t quite gotten around to getting a vehicle yet, um, you had one when you came by right?”
Max raised a brow and thought back, ‘four wheels, engine, shape of a vehicle, got me here after I was done putting my stuff into storage. Yes, I do believe that is what mortals call the car.’ He merely nodded in answer.
“Oh, yay. Hey, would you mind giving me a ride to school?”
“Schoo- OW!” He had been surprised by her request to be taken to school, that and a lack of working brain cells in the morning lead him to raise up suddenly, and without warning smacking their heads together.
“Sorry, but did you ask me to take you to school?” He asked for affirmation, while rubbing his forehead.
Sonata looked up from he position on the floor, tears welling up in her her eyes as she rubbed her head, “Yes. I just got my GED, since we were never properly enrolled into the school for long enough to get any actual work done and graduate like everyone else. So, I found how to get classes at the local college to help me out. Then they offered me a small college tuition to help me after that. Classes just started a few days ago. Right now, I kind of overslept and I won’t make my first class by still using the bus system.”
“Oh, wow. You girls have really come a long way since I last saw you three. Well, yea, of course I’ll get you there. Uh, just need to change, are you ready?”
“Oh, I just need to finish freshening up and I will be ready.” She stood quickly and went to finish getting ready.
Max grabbed his pants, and stood on the other side of his bag and removed his shorts and started pulling up his pants.
“Oh, hey-” Sonata stopped, her hands behind her head, putting her hair into its usual ponytail. Max looked up as he froze with her standing there at the door, his pants positioned so that his boxers were bunched up at the front from his haste and open showing a full view of his lower anatomy.
He quickly covered his front when he felt the draft, and her eyes staring, a heavy blush covering her entire face making it glow.
“So, you were trying to say something?” Sonata turned and moved back into her room. With the embarrassment, Max turned away from her door and adjusted himself before finishing pulling his pants the rest of the way up and buttoning them quickly. He then grabbed his shirt and put it on over his white T, and then threw on his shoes. He glanced up to see Sonata leaning against the wall near the front door. He finished tying his shoes and stood, grabbing his cell and walking towards the door.
“So, what major are you going for?” The ride for the past ten minutes had an uncomfortable silence and tenseness. He was too uncomfortable and did not want to turn on the radio unless conversation utterly failed.
Sonata muttered something, Max could not quite hear.
“Uh, didn’t quite catch that.”
“I... I am just trying to work on an art degree.”
“Art degree, okay, well that is, uh very cool. What kind of Art degree are you going for?” He asked trying to pry a little more information out of her. To his disappointment, Sonata seemed to be lost looking out of the car window. Max let out a breath, he wasn’t upset or disappointed or anything of the sort, he was just, wishing his morning had gone a little better.
‘At least it wasn’t at full mast, though that combination of... Stop. Focus, your driving, don’t wanna wreck. Oh wait, there is an idiot running out into the middle of the road.’ He thought as a guy in a small red corvette sped out in front of him, forcing Max to step on the brakes or hit the other guy.
That was when he realized too, that the exit for the college was coming up. Ensuring he had clearance, he eased the car to the proper turn lane before turning at the light.
The college was large, a sign at the entrance hailed the college, Canterlot University, with bold black letters over red bricks for the background.
Max drove up to the main front entrance, careful of the speed bumps and pulled up around the curve since it rounded back to the main road.
As he stopped, he turned to Sonata, who moved stiffly grabbed her bag and opened the door. He wanted to say something, but wasn’t sure what. Sonata was out and about to close the door, when he opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry.” His words, seeming to reach Sonata as she hesitated for a second then shut the door.
‘Well, so much for that. Hope the other two don’t kill me for apparently throwing her into shock. I know I don’t have anything that is frightening. I’m just a normal guy, so I’m just guessing she is still, inexperienced with guys.’
The sound of a car behind him suddenly angrily laying into their horn brought him out of his thoughts and Max drove off, rounding the drive way and heading back up to the main road.
It felt like it took less time to get back to the girls apartment, and he found the same parking spot he parked at empty and eased his car into it once more.
He made his way across the parking lot and to the stairs that lead to their apartment before stopping and wondering if Sonata locked the door. He reached up and tested the handle to find it unlocked. As he opened it slowly he called out, in case the other two were up.
When he opened the door he saw the hall clear and moved to close the door. Out of habit, and without thought he locked the door and walked into the living room to find Aria there in shorts and a shirt flipping through channels on the t.v against the wall on the other side of the room.
“Hey, Max.”
“Hey, is Adagio up yet?”
“Yeah, she is being lazy though, SINCE SOMEONE WAS SUPPOSED TO COOK BREAKFAST!” Aria raise her voice towards the end of the sentence.
Max heard a grumbling roar back that held no prose of being human, just aggressive.
“Is this how you usually start the mornings?”
“Usually Sonata is up by now. Where is she anyways?”
“You don’t know?” Max asked before Aria just shrugged as if it didn’t really matter.
Max stood and made his way to the kitchen where he started gathering a few things.
Several minutes later Adagio finally made her way out of her room on the other side of the apartment and began sniffing the air.
Max made his way out from the kitchen carrying two plates of hot steaming food. He set the two plates down, revealing a small stack of pancakes with butter and syrup and three eggs over easy.
“You girls want toast?” The two sirens stood in mute silence staring at the food and shook their heads before falling to their knees and stuffing the food into their mouths. “Okay then...” Max said as he eased his way back to the kitchen.
“Hey, what do you two have planned for today?” Came Max’s voice from the kitchen.
“Not much, I have today off, and Aria...,” Adagio began to answer then stopped and turned to Aria, “What are you doing today? Going out clubbing again?”
“I don’t go out ‘clubbing’” Aria growled around a mouthful of pancakes.
“Then what do you do?” Adagio pressed.
“None of your damn business.”
“Okay, so Adagio, you have today off, by the way congrats on the job. Anyways, I was wondering cause its been a while since I was able to get out and enjoy a day or two. How about we all go out today?”
The two sirens stopped eating for a second and looked at each other. Adagio took a swallow of her food to clear her mouth, “And, what exactly did you have in mind?”
“A strip club.”
Aria started hacking and coughing on her food. She finished by pounding a fist on her chest, “The hell man.” She screamed.
Max walked in with his own plate chuckling, “Do you really expect me to do something asinine like that?” He asked as he sat down and began to eat. He looked up to see the two giving him a look, “Seriously? Okay, no there is no way in hell I would do that. No, I was thinking the beach. I wanna go swimming.”
“Why don’t we wait till Sonata gets home. With the bus system she usually gets here about Four O’clock.”
“Oh hey, I can pick her up. I dropped her off since she was running a little late to the school.”
“Pfft, did you say school? Hope you mean something like an elementary school.” Aria laughed.
“No, college, apparently she is going for some sort of Art degree,” Max looked up when he heard the clattering of silverware colliding with the plates. “So, you two didn’t know?” The two girls shook their heads, eyes wide with shock.
“Well, anyways, I’m happy for her. So, any of you have swimsuits?” Max asked as casually as he could.
“Wait, first you drop a bomb on us like that, then you just jump topics without signal, the hell, Max?”
“Aria, enough.” Adagio said, looking down at her plate of food and using her fork to push what was left of the pancakes through the egg yolk.
“What? You’re not the least bit curious-”
“I said enough. If she wants to make something of herself, who are we to say anything about it? Max, I think going out would be good for us all. We should have some beachwear.”
Max nodded and watched the two, his eyes jumping between the two sirens.
Once they had all finished their food, Max offered to clean the dishes, after which he just waited around for Sonata to get out of school.
When the time was close, Max made his way to the front door to be stopped by Adagio, "Hey, wait up a sec Max. We want to go with you."
Max turned to see the other two standing there wearing different clothes. Adagio stood with her orange hair raised up some. She wore a white shirt that hung loosely about her figure, the bottom of it stretched out and tied to her left side revealing a very trim stomach. At her waist was what looked like an old cloth tied at her hips. It had a dark blue design, with tropical trees and flowers, the background holding black shadows behind each plant and tree. Max thought it looked like something he would find in Hawaii, if he had ever been to a place like that.
Aria wore long black shorts frayed at the bottom which made him think of jeans she had cut half the leggings from to make shorts, and a black tank top. He stood a moment longer admiring the two sirens, of the three, Adagio was certainly the one who filled out her body the most, and even though Aria, and Sonata wore clothing that usually hid their figure, he was now finding out that Aria certainly had the potential to look hot with her figure,as her body had plenty of breasts, sticking up through her tank top, and hips a bit wider than Adagio.
'Wow, hope Sonata has something to look at as well. This is turning out to be a better idea than I thought.'
It was not long before the three found themselves at the college, where they spotted Sonata walking to the nearby bus stop.
“Hey, want a ride? They say you shouldn’t ride with strangers, but I got candy.” Max called out from the driver side as he pulled up along side and using his driver side master lock and window system to roll the passenger window side down.
“Ooh, Candy.” Sonata said with a smile as she looked at Max, then looked down at Adagio in the front passenger seat, and Aria in the back. As it dawned on her, her face fell and she took a step back.
“Sonata? Please, we came to pick you up to take you to the beach.”
Sonata seemed ready to flee, of course, despite being on the side of the road, Max was willing to chase her down on foot. When it came to something he set his mind to, it was impossible not to succeed.
With a long sigh, and looking as though she was giving in, Sonata nodded and climbed into the back seat, after Aria moved over to make room.
Adagio passed a small bag to the back to Sonata, and Max set off down the road. When the sirens had told Max they were going to go with him, he decided to grab a few things so they would have that rather than having to ride all the way back. He had taken time to remove all of his stuff from his duffle bag, laptop, movies, books, and many other things, set aside nice and neat before stuffing in four towels, a beach umbrella, and several other beach articles. After which he made sure to change his clothes before they all left to get Sonata.
He had packed it all into the trunk, and now as they made their way down the rode, they came to a part of the city limits where houses were replaced with trees. Whenever there were spaces between the trees, the passengers could see small ponds in the distance surrounded by trimmed green grass and small hills. Before long they passed a bend in the road where there was a sign showing this area belonged to a golfing club. Further they came to another main road, where Max turned left. The moment he did, they could see the lake and the beach stretched out to their right side. After driving for a few minutes, Max slowed and turned onto gravel where he parked at a long pipe raised out of the ground and jumped out before vanishing into the small convenience store.
“Be right back, Okay?” He took off before the girls had a chance to say anything.
They waited in the car for a few minutes longer before finally returning with a large blue ice chest, he stopped on the side of the store and grabbed two bags of ice he must have already paid for as he casually brought the items over and placed them into the trunk and climbed back in. Reversing, he continued their trip only another five minutes before finding a spot that wasn’t over run with people.
The four made their way down the grassy hill to the collection of trees that separated them from the beach, Max carrying his duffle and the blue ice chest. Once down on the soft brown sand, they looked around and found a decent spot a short distance from the trees.
Max set down the chest and bag, before opening it and pulling out the umbrella and setting it into the ground. Adagio grabbed a large beach towel and set it down under the umbrella before laying down with a book. She took a moment to settle down on her side and open the book.
“Wow, bring you to the beach and you wanna read a book. I figured a former all powerful siren who, according to legends preferred water over land would go straight for the water.”
“I’ll live.”
“Do I need to carry you over my shoulder and toss you into the water?” Max threatened.
“Do I need to kill you?”
“Point taken. See ya.” Max turned to the other girls who were a short distance away waiting for him. In one swift move, he lifted his arms, grabbing the bottom of his shirts and removed them up and over his head. He carelessly tossed them down onto the duffle bag and took off running to the water at full speed.
Sonata and Aria were waiting for Max, having already moved down near the water as he set up the umbrella for Adagio. When they looked at him as he removed his shirt, they were both surprised.
“Damn, that boys been working out.” Aria spoke out loud. Max had finally gotten rid of the fat that had collected in his stomach, his chest firm and taught, his abs, where as not totally ripped, were certainly flat. His arms now held two large lumps of muscle. Aria felt stunned as she stared at his body, she could feel heat rising up to her cheeks as she saw him drop his shirts and head full charge towards the water. His body seemed to compress as parts of his muscles worked as he moved before splashing out into the water and diving head first once he was waist deep.
Once he vanished below the surface of the water, Aria was able to shake her head and focus, without another thought she undid the cut jeans and dropped them to her ankles, revealing a soft blue and white stripped swim bottoms that hugged her ass and thighs. Then she removed her black tank top, to reveal a matching top, allowing her breasts to be nestled comfortable, the strings of her top tied up and over her shoulder to tie up with a single large knot right between her shoulder blades.
Sonata, for her self had changed into a dark red bikini two piece with a large pink bow at the front of her breasts. As she watched Max running straight into the water, she could not help but to think back to that morning and find herself blushing again. She lowered her head and began walking into the water, taking her time.
Right after she was calf deep, Aria went running past her, splashing her lightly as she ran by. Sonata wiped the water from her face and looked up to spot Max a short distance away up to his chest in the water. He had an easy smile, his short brown hair spiked and splayed all around his head. He raised an arm and waved at her, before Aria popped up next to him.
Aria began to splash Max while he was staring open mouth at her body, taking advantage of him. He yelped before growling and brought both hands down, shifting them just slightly to force the water at Aria. The effect being like a small tidal wave that overtook her.
“Hey, watch those gorilla hands.” Aria chastised.
“Oh, no hands? Then how about this?” Max asked before inhaling and diving backwards, leaving his feet above the water and splashing, sending up an even bigger torrent of water, before it stopped. Max rose up out of the water and started laughing at Aria, who now looked somewhat like a drowned rat.
“Wow, how do you do that, Max?” Sonata inquired when she reached the two.
Max shrugged, “Big feet,” then turned and dove under the water again. The two girls looked at each other and started making their way to where he was. They expected him to pop up right there, but instead they could not find him, Aria even lowering herself under the water to look. The cloudy water did not reveal him, so she rose up, clearing her eyes and looking around.
“Max?” She called, “Maaax!” No answer. Aria cupped her hands to call out again when something grabbed her ankle, drawing out a scream as she jumped and fell back to flounder in the water.
“Aria, what happened?”
“Something grabbed me.”
Just as Sonata was going to respond she heard something rising up out of the water from behind her, and before she could turn,. Felt strong arms reach around her waist and lift her up into the air.
“Gotcha!” Max called out, making Sonata scream and giggle. He did not keep her in the air for long and set her back down into the water.
“Okay, I’ve had my fun, so what now?” He asked, looking from one girl to the other.
Aria and Sonata shared a look that quickly turned sinister. Noticing this, Max took a step back, “Uh, Oh.”
The girls screamed as they jumped on top of him forcing him down into the water, all three vanishing for a few seconds. Max brought his head up sputtering and coughing, “Yeah, I really should have seen that coming.” He turned and spotted Adagio looking up from her book, “Hey, Adagio, why don’t you come join us?” To his disappointment she turned her head back to the book.
Shrugging, Max turned and dove back under the water just as the other two came up for air. Max moved as deep as he could, brushing his body on the sand and silt below the surface of the water. As he propelled himself forward his both arms and legs, he kicked up plenty behind him, while everything in front remained fairly clear. He remained under water for as long as he could, managing to go a short distance before turning his body in the water, placing his feet below him and launching to the surface of the water.
There he caught his breathe and settled on his back and floated for a minute or two. The sky above him was bright blue with tufts of clouds here and there. HE closed his eyes, spreading his arms out as far as they would go and just let his mind go. He felt free of all the burdens of his life recently.
He turned to find himself all alone, no sign of either Sonata, or Aria in the water. His eyes scanned the surface, before moving up to the beach to find that Adagio was gone as well. He took note that his stuff, and the umbrella and towel were still there, but no sign of any of the girls.
“Where did-” He started to ask himself as he went to turn, only to find a ball suddenly hit him in the face. It bounced off and landed in the hands of Sonata, who laughed, along with Aria, and Adagio. “Sonata, did you hit me with that?”
“Nope. That was Adagio.” She immediately replied once she was able to stop laughing.
Max turned a scowl to Adagio who was smirking, “You invited me out to the water. Are you regretting that now?”
“Kind of, yea.” Max replied tersely. He wasn’t really mad, but he wanted to see how long he could repress the laughter and remain focused.
“Aw, are you gonna cry now?” She asked as she moved closer. He could not help his eyes lowering down to the her breasts, no longer in a white shirt, but in a purple top with straps. What drew his attention was as the natural waves of the water moved towards shore, her breasts seemed to lift and fall with them, mesmerizing Max.
“Well, I’m not gonna cry, but I do want something for an apology.”
At this point, Adagio was within arms length of him, and noticed where his eyes had been. She grinned as an idea formed in her mind, “Oh, poor thing,” she said as she lifted an arm up to his shoulder and wrapped it around, drawing herself close so her breasts were right against his chest. “I’m such a bad girl, how about I give you to make it better?” She offered in almost a whisper.
‘Wow, his body is really hard with these muscles. He’s not overly ripped, but just, he looks, and certainly feels just right.’
She moved her other hand down his chest, waiting for a response, before trailing a finger down his stomach.
“Or, maybe, you would be interested in something else for compensation?” She asked as she raised a leg up to his waist which was still under the water. She could see the heavy blush on his face, even though while she distracted herself with watching her finger trace circles across his chest and stomach, he had turned his face away.
She leaned up to him, his eyes watching her as she drew closer, “I can make you forget all about anything else, if you want.” She said in a whisper as she drew herself up to his ear. Then, without warning she lowered herself and used both hands against his chest to shove him backwards into the water. She laugh and watched as he came up sputtering.
That was until she saw the dark look on his face. No longer was he blushing, he was just pissed. Adagio took a step back as he took one forward. Then by his second step, she turned and dove into the water.
‘No way he can catch me under water.’ She thought as she moved away from him.
Just as she started to get into a good rhythm, she felt a hand wrap itself around her leg, followed by another and grasped her firmly before yanking her back, stopping her forward momentum completely. She almost shrieked under the water in surprise. ‘How the hell did he do that?’ She thought before she felt less pressure on her leg and a strong arm wrap around her waist.
The surprise of surfacing without being able to do it for herself was a little frightening, sending her heartbeat into a fit as it pounded in her chest. She shrieked a little when she was finally able to work her body to breath. As she was set back down into the water, she felt herself being pressed up against something hard behind her, then a rough sensation brushed her cheek.
“Don’t ever think you can get away from me in the water. You will only get away if I let you.” Came the growl from Max. Adagio didn’t want to react, yet she couldn’t seem to help but to let out a small whimper as he remained against her.
Without warning he released her. She had not realized how hot her body was with him pressed right up against her. Adagio could barely keep herself steady on her legs as they shook, eyes wide.
“Whoa, did he actually catch Adagio under water? No one, and nopony has ever done that before.” Aria said.
“Maybe she made him mad hitting him in the face with the ball.” Sonata offered.
Adagio heard a series of splashes, when Max replied that he wasn’t mad, he just wanted to prove a point.
Hearing this, Adagio stiffened, her hands clenched into fists, ‘wanted to prove a point?’ Just then as she finished her thought, she felt something hit the back of her head. Granted, her large mass of hair, even wet, really kept whatever hit her in the head from actually affecting her, but still.
“Did you just hit me in the head, with that ball?” She screamed out. Max stood a few feet away from here, arms crossed, his body seemingly relaxed, and a cocky grin on his face.
“You girls seem to be out of practice with the whole sirens and mythological sea creatures bit.”
‘Okay, that’s it, he’s dead,’ Adagio thought as she stalked forward. Aria and Sonata both moved back away from the two. Max did not wait as he dove straight ahead and into the water.
“Oh, no you don’t.” Adagio reached into the water, barely able to grab hold of some part of him. As she did, she was jerked forward slightly, and felt something loose and heavy in her hands. She lifted it up to find a pair of swim trunks.
Max surfaced a second later, staying low, his face red but held a fierce determination, “Care to toss those back?”
An evil grin found its way to Adagio’s face, “Girls, get to shore quick, it might teach this man a lesson in who is truly the master of water.” All three jumped and dove into the water towards shore as Max roared and gave chase. As they swam, Adagio felt a strong hand try to grasp around her ankle, a quick kick, gave her a little leeway to get away from him.
The sirens emerged from the water and all three made a mad dash for the shore, and stop to turn back to Max yelling.
“Come on, this isn’t funny.” He said keeping most of his lower body in the water. The girls glanced to each other, Sonata a fearful look on her face, Aria a little unsettled, and Adagio trying to keep control of herself, with a smug look.
“Come and get them." She called back.
“That would be a bad idea. Just toss those back, please? Look, if you had enough for today, fine we can leave. I’m sorry I grabbed you and pulled you out of the water.” He was almost begging.
Adagio raised an eyebrow, why didn’t he just stand in his underwear and come to shore. She would know he had balls then and just toss them at his face, and feel they were even, “Come on, it’s not like your naked.” She shot out.
Max let out a growl and turned his head. Adagio heard a gasp from Sonata, while Aria let out a breath, “No way.”
Adagio knew she had Max right where she wanted him, as her grin grew and she stared right at him waiting for him to look back. He met her gaze with a fierce one.
“Fine, apologize and I’ll let you have them.” She offered.
“Or just let us see your junk and come get your shorts yourself.” Aria called out.
“Aria, what are you doing?” Adagio turned to the other siren, feeling a flash of anger out of embarrassment.
“It’s not like he has the balls to do something like that.” She countered.
“Uh, girls...” Sonata said with a quaver in her voice.
The other two sirens turned their attention to her, as saw she was pointing out into the water.
They turned, and their eyes shot wide open, their pupils shrinking as they saw a man stand up and march out of the water in the full buff. He did not stop as he came up to them and snatched his shorts from her hands.
After that, Adagio only knew darkness.
Author's Note
Next chapter should be the start.
Author's Note
Well, thank you to all those who are enjoying this so far. I want to apologize for any impatient waiting you had to endure to get to this first part. Due to you patience, I did my best to give this as much love as I could just for you all. Enjoy.
Also, if you could, please leave a comment, as I would like some feedback since this is my first, official clop/mature writing.
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Adagio groaned as her eyes fluttered open. Before her was a curious sight of trees passing by in rapid succession, occasionally broken by open space where she could see the sky and the sun overhead. She turned her head slightly, and found herself in someones lap, it took her a moment to recognize the blue hair and pale skin of Sonata. Who, while staring out of the window, held a slightly bloody tissue to her nose.
Feeling the movement of her head shift slightly, Sonata looked down, removing the tissue and smiled.
“She’s awake, Max.” Sonata called out softly, looking to the front.
Adagio turned her head, the best she could and barely saw the rear view mirror, where she caught sight of one of Max’s eyes glancing back before looking forward. It made since, now that she thought about it, how the trees were moving like they were. She lifted her head slightly to confirm she was laid back in the back seat of Max’s car.
“Hey, take it easy.” Sonata said, concern in her voice as she laid a comforting hand on Adagio’s shoulder and eased her back down into her lap.
“What happened?” Asked immediately
“You fainted.” Sonata informed her
Adagio gave Sonata a credulous look, “Tell me your joking?” To which Sonata solemnly shook her head, “How the hell did I just faint?”
Sonata blushed heavily and replaced the tissue back over her nose as she turned her head away.
“Uh, Adagio, what do you remember before you woke up just now?” Came Max’s voice, sounding nervous.
“We were at the beach and you were being a dick-” Adagio halted her words as her thoughts suddenly turned back to Max standing out of the water and marching up to them in all his glory.
“I take it, you remember now?” He ventured.
“N-no. Just don’t feel like talking.” She said with a blush. She glanced up at Sonata and motioned her to keep quiet when the light of realization passed obviously in her eyes.
“Right. Well, if you do get around to remembering, I just want to say sorry.” Max seemed ready to say more, yet he just closed his mouth with a frown and kept his eyes on the road.
Adagio took that moment to turn her head towards Sonata and closed her eyes. Sonata removed the tissue once more, with a few added drops of blood and wrapped her arms around the older siren.
Aria turned her attention back to Max, sure now that he was back to focusing on the road and whatever thoughts he had in his mind. With her body leaned against the door, her pinkie partially hanging in her mouth, she could not help the small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
‘I can’t believe how good he looked coming out of that water. Wonder what he looks like hard?’ A small blush arose as she thought this the smile fighting to win over her mouth. She turned her head away when she thought he was looking at her out of the corner of his eye and kept the pleasant thoughts to herself. It was amidst her private thoughts that something started to form in her mind. This in turn forced her to press her legs together, which she played of as a small stretch and yawn.
It took them another handful of minutes to reach the city, and as many to reach the apartment. As they all cleared out, the sirens headed up to the apartment, while Max worked to get the duffle bag, and chest out of the trunk and carefully made his way up the stairs and into the apartment. He knew they had not used anything of the food or drinks he had bought, so he set the ice chest in the kitchen to have everything cold and edible put away. After which he took his duffle and set it next to the living room closet and looked around. Sonata was sitting at the table, Aria on the couch flipping through channels on the television, and no sign of Adagio.
“Wow, such excitement after the day at the beach.” Max said his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sonata frowned and seemed to avoid his gaze, “I- I have work to do from school.” She mumbled before going into her room and nearly slamming the door.
Max winced at that and turned to Aria, “So, how much do you all hate me?”
Aria snorted at the question but didn’t say anything.
“That much, huh? Well, that’s just grand.” He grumbled out as he walked over and plopped himself down onto the couch, before perching his arm on the side for his head to rest in.
The sounds from the television seemed to drift together, as Aria continued on to flip through the channels, occasionally stopping on a movie. Max began to nod off, wake up, then nod off again.
Aria glanced over once she heard him snoring softly after several minutes, ‘oh, even better,’ she thought to herself, unable to stop the grin splitting her face. Aria set the remote down, leaving the channel on some random movie, then turned down the volume slightly as an after thought. Once done, she eased over carefully next to Max, trying her best to keep from waking him.
Watching him closely, Aria began to move her hand over his shorts. As her hand made contact with his thigh, she could tell his shorts had not completely dried, but she didn’t care. She eased her hand over his thigh, rubbing it with the barest pressure before moving on to his leg. There, she eased her hand down further until she made contact with his skin. At this point her heart was beating so hard, she was afraid the sound alone would wake him before her hand did.
Her hand moved up some to the edge of his shorts, before easing her fingers just under the fabric. She kept glancing up to see his face, to see if he would wake up at any point, and so far, nothing. She moved her hand up further, her mind wanting to tease his body, getting a good feel of his muscles, but her body just wanted to grab him and go for a wild ride. She bit her lip as she had the internal battle, still moving her eyes from watching his face to watching her hand going up his shorts. They were not long, but as slow as she was going, it felt like it was taking forever.
At least, until she noticed movement. She halted, and looked up seeing Max still with his eyes closed, his breathing still soft and even. She began to move her hand, and glanced down to see that it was his body that was being affected by his hand. As he hardened, his other leg began to shift forward seeming to want to meet her hand. She didn’t even realize she had a goofy smile n her face as she leaned down as her fingers brushed along the side.
The feel of his member against the skin of her hand, she could feel the heat radiating off of him, the ridges as it hardened next to her touch. Aria licked her lips, suddenly feeling hungry for meat, as she lifted her hand and gently set it on his thickening member. Once in her hand, she caught her breath as it pulsed, become erect completely in her hand. She gently and as carefully as possible moved her fingers lightly to his pelvis, before returning her hand back towards the top where she stopped just under the head.
She had seen when he had emerged from the water earlier, that he was cut, but the feel of him in her hand was-
“Mmmm...” Aria paused and glanced up as Max adjusted his head in his hands, still seemingly asleep.
‘I’ll help you have a pleasant dream during your nap, Max. Don’t worry, and just leave it all in my hands,’ She thought as she began to slide her hand back down again. She eased out the breath she had, almost forgetting to breathe until her lungs were just shy of screaming for oxygen.
Licking her lips she started to move her other hand, until she realized she had been using it to keep from falling into his lap when she had leaned down somewhat. Silently she huffed at the minor annoyance. She had to carefully slid her hand out from his shorts and slip off of the couch and positioned herself down in front of him, and attempted to shift forward a bit more right between his legs.
‘I want nothing between him and my mouth. I want to see, feel, and taste all I can get from you Max. You tempted fate earlier, and this shall be your punishment. Consider yourself fortunate,’ she thought as she moved her arms up, and froze as his body seemed to shift, drawing down further into the seat of the couch, bringing him to almost smack her in the face with his crotch. ‘Oh, you bad boy. You want this as much as I do, don’t you? Well, I won't keep you waiting any longer.’ She lifted her hands and carefully gripped the edge of his shorts, and silently thanked him for remaining without underwear, as it was one less thing she had to worry about to reach her desired goal.
As she pulled at his shorts, she reached and grabbed hold of him, allowing his not so little friend out of its confinements. Aria’s eyes widened, ‘You fucking bastard, hiding this from me? Oh, you will suffer. Suffer with pleasure.’ Aria leaned forward and got a good whiff, there was the smell of the beach still left over, but more to it. A tangible muskiness the closer she got, which somehow got her more turned on than she thought. Aria had to take a moment to adjust herself on her knees in front of him as she could feel herself begin to soak through her bikini bottoms.
She fondly caressed his hard member with her other hand, looking at it almost lovingly, until her eyes shifted into an eager hunger and she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue and licked it just a little bit. He twitched just the slightest bit from the feel of her touch. She couldn’t help but to smile at this, and lowered her head and repeated the action, though this time, she made sure to keep going all the way to the tip.
The breathy “Oh,” from Max made her giggle, she had to try and stifle the sound by biting her bottom lip once again.
She was done with sampling, she wanted more now and she leaned forward, pulling his member just the slightest bit towards her and opened her mouth to take in his head. She closed her eyes and swirled her tongue around his head a few times before slowly lowering herself to take in more into her mouth. She eased her mouth down, before rising up just a little, then pressed her mouth down further. As she did this, she methodically used her saliva to make it easier to take him in. Each time, her throat reflexes attempted to open, her body wanting him all the way. She was still fighting herself to take things at her own wanted pace, a little bit of teasing, and a little bit rushed.
Max turned his head as he took in a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. He was feeling pretty good with this little nap, and as groggy as he felt, everything appeared blurry, giving his mind a consideration of waking into a dream. It did not take long for him to feel something moving slowly, rhythmically down between his legs. He turned his still partially open eyes down to see Aria moving her head up and down his stiff and swollen cock. Dreams like this were always welcome, yet he found it a bit surprising he was dreaming about Aria doing this to him.
“If this is a dream, I am really enjoying this, and don’t want it to end,” he mumbled out, blearily
Aria glanced up, almost halting in her ministrations, but realized he was still out of it. She hummed out in pleasure as she gripped him with her left hand and began stroking in tune with her bobbing head, and warm mouth. As she did this, she could feel a sudden and momentary swell of him in her mouth. She was not sure why, but as wet as she was, and the way she was feeling, she could swear she was drinking in the sweetest nectar almost getting her drunk off of it. Almost.
He began to breath a little irregularly, his head laying back as he let himself relish the feeling of his, ‘dream’. Aria moaned again, and once more felt the momentary swell, she wanted so much more as she began to move her head faster.
It came as a slight surprise she found her other hand snaking down between her black jean shorts and slipping between them and her skin. Her fingers knew where to go and what to do, she could feel wetness as she brushed her fingers down between her legs, there was so much of it.
She continued, now halting her stroking with her left hand, just to keep it at the base and keep it within reach of her mouth. To make up for it, she glided her lips faster and faster, hearing his groans slightly louder, and she added one of her own as her fingers rubbed at the wet folds of her lips. A second later, she let out a long soft moan as she slipped two fingers inside of her. It felt like to much at first, but as wet as she was, it didn’t seem to matter.
Max felt his breathe catch as a couple more times now she moaned while giving him a blowjob, but this last one was so long, and the way it sounded seemed eager for more.
Several risings and falling of her mouth over his cock he could feel himself start to build up, the familiar heat collecting first.
“Please... D-don’t stop.” He begged in a whisper.
Aria smiled around his stiff cock and lifted herself on her knees to begin to shove him as far back as possible. As she did, she relaxed herself, and allowed her throat to open, taking more of him into her mouth now. She could feel his body try to shift only to be fought down, and let out a small whimper.
‘Don’t fight it, Max, just relax, and let it all out. I’m hungry for you, and I refuse to let this stop.’ She thought as she continued on faster and faster, her own fingers sliding in and out of her dripping pussy almost in time know. She paused her fingers to slide them out and up to play with the little button, which pushed her on faster to the edge. ‘Oh, can I? Can I really time this to cum when he unloads in my mouth, I don’t know, if I can...’ she felt herself thinking desperately as her legs began to tremble under her, but she did not allow herself to falter.
Aria was closing in fast and wasn’t sure how close he was, until she felt both of his hands on her head, pulling her up enough and forcing her mouth to slide over his head a few times then down halfway almost back into her throat. She felt him tense, flare, and then his hands hit the side of the couch and grip it, turning his knuckles white.
Her body seemed ready as the first of his seed began to fill her mouth her own body giving in as if this was what pushed her over the edge. She whimpered as she drew in as much of his cum as possible swallowing it as it as fast as it filled her mouth. She could feel her own juices washing down over her fingers and hand. Her breath came through her nose when she could between swallows.
Finally after she wasn’t sure how much more he could possibly have, a long spurt shot out lazily coating her tongue. She licked it up with her tongue and swallowed, before pulling her hand out form under her and sucked on the head as if it were the last thing she would ever have in her mouth again. Once she was sure he was cleaned out, she removed her lips from him, letting his cock slowly return. He was breathing hard from just cumming so much in her mouth, a small sheen of sweat on his forehead.
Aria gently tucked him back into his shorts, as she smiled up to him. He moved his head forward and looked at her. Raising up, she whispered into his ear, “Go on back to sleep. I hope to be in more of your dreams.”
She pulled away and watched as his smile remained and his head lean back and over onto his shoulders as his eyes closed. She stood there ensuring he was asleep once more, before quietly moved to the door to her room. As she opened it, she heard music from the television and turned to see it was rolling credits and grinned. She had not even been sure of what movie she had put on, but she had completely tuned it out. She shut the door behind her and moved to her bed. There she removed her jean shorts and undid the slips of her bikini bottom.
‘Wonder if I can have Max on the menu more often,’ she idly thought as she let the drenched fabric fall to the floor, unconsciously she licked her lips before grinning and turned to the shared bathroom between her and Sonata’s room.
As she entered she removed her top and knocked lightly on the other door across from the bathroom.
“Yes?” Came Sonata’s voice.
“I’m going to take a shower, alright?”
“Okay.” Came the reply.
Max was drifting in a sea of darkness, he felt so good but was unsure why. Only seconds passed to his mind when suddenly he felt like something was pulling at him. He opened his eyes with a start and looked around the slightly darker room.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and his mind could barely draw up the wet dream he had, or did he? Max tried for a few seconds to think things through, but the dream or whatever was fading so fast he couldn’t grasp it.
All he could get from it was Aria’s head in his lap, and a feeling of months or longer of pressure on his balls lessen into her mouth. He took a moment to shake his head trying to clear it of the sleep fog.
‘Aria blowing me, yeah, sure and Adagio would want to fuck me behind some building because she is secretly an exhibitionist, or has a hidden compartment of chains, whips, and cuffs, and Sonata is madly in love with me. That fantasy world is never going to come to pass. I am not saying damn thing to any of them about this dream, besides it was a little hot. If I can draw up some more, I might be able to have some fun fantasies to enjoy later.’
Max looked up as he heard the doors next to the couch open up and Sonata and Aria both came out.
“Hey, did I miss anything while I was asleep?”
Aria laughed in her usual way, and Sonata smiled sweetly at him and shook her head, “No, but I got some school work done.”
“Nice. Way to go College girl.” He quietly cheered for her. When they walked away into the kitchen, Max turned to see if Adagio was going to come out next. After a few seconds, Max shrugged and walked over to her door and knocked on it, “Adagio? Hey it’s probably almost dinner time. Why don’t you come on out and share a meal with us? I’ll behave, I promise.”
“Jus’, just a second.” Came Adagio’s voice from the other side of the door.
Max furrowed his brow at the way she sounded, “Adagio, are you okay? You’re not like, sick or anything are you?” He asked, genuine concern in his voice.
A muffled cry or whimper was all he heard. Max sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, silently cursing himself at pissing her off, or upsetting her. He turned from the door and plopped down on the couch and glanced at the t.v. Whatever was on, he didn’t recognize it.
Adagio removed the pillow she had to use to muffle her cry of ecstasy as she came, her chest heaving from her labors. She thought she still had a way to go, until she heard his voice and something in her just released what felt like a floodgate. She lifted up the dildo in her hands, “You’re practically useless now, more so, if I can get him in here.” She huffed before tossing it into its container. She made a mental note to clean it later a she sat up. She still wore the top of her bikini, but from her stomach down, nothing covered her body, not even a sheet which laid in a mound to her left.
She took time to catch her breath, and fight to remove the natural blush from her face before she stood and grabbed some heart print panties, and a pair of jeans.
When she walked to the door, she could hear muffled voices, and as she opened it, she could then make out the rest of the conversation.
“...We just order some pizza and sides? I need a ride to work here in a little while, mind helping me with that?” Aria was asking Max from the hallway.
“I don’t see why not, but maybe a little less of a demanding tone, and maybe a please would get you my help a little faster?” Max said.
“Yea, after the way you acted at the beach? Not today.”
“Ouch... I suppose you’re right about that.” He said as he lowered his head down. Max looked up as Adagio made her way into the living room shutting the door behind her. He offered a smile, and just as her heart started to pound and her face began to heat up she turned and headed straight for the kitchen.
‘Ouch again. You really fucked up today, didn’t you, Max?’ He halted in his thoughts as he suddenly had to run to the bathroom. He vaguely remembered that there was one between Aria and Sonatas rooms as they had mentioned it while waiting for Adagio to come around earlier.
She found both Aria, and Sonata there. The former leaning against the counter, cell held up to her ear, the latter of the two staring into the fridge.
“Sonata shut the damn door, you’re going to run up the electric bill.”
“For realsies?”
“Yes, for realsies, we’ve had this conversation before.” Adagio growled out, trying not to speak over Aria’s pizza order.
“Oh yea...” Sonata said as she let the door swing shut.
Once the order was placed, Adagio got the girls to abandon the kitchen for tonight since they were ordering food for delivery.
It was just barely within the allotted thirty minutes when the pizza guy arrived and rung the doorbell. Aria grabbed the pizzas, wings, and sodas, leaving Adagio to pay, with a small tip. When the pizza guy tried to argue that all deliveries now required a full and proper tip; Adagio shot back that the tip was already added into the payment since it was more expensive when he arrived than what they were told over the phone, and he should have gotten there at least ten minutes sooner rather than with three minutes to spare.
Before allowing him to argue further, Adagio ripped the receipt out of his hands and pointed out the price as it had been quoted over the phone and slammed the door in his face, with the results of a painful howl.
“You do realize you just lost your chance of this pizza place ever delivering here ever again? Hell, you might end up being lucky if they don’t tell the other pizza places through word of mouth of the delivery guys.” Max offered when she stormed in.
“Worth it when the degenerate fuck is trying to rip us off for more money, and if they have anything to say about it, I’ll march up there and shove this receipt so far the managers ass, he’ll be spitting the proper price for the rest of the week.” Adagio fumed.
Max held up both hands in surrender and waited for her to visibly calm down and take a seat at the table where she grabbed a slice of pizza and began to eat it like a ravenous carnivore.
Max turned and glanced at Aria, who only shrugged. Sonata appeared to busy with some wings, her face sweating, leaving her panting.
“Hot wings?” Max asked, and both Aria and Sonata both nodded. Max grinned and helped himself to some.
After they were done, Aria stood and went into her room before exiting with a large bag and stood waiting for Max. He shrugged and finished off the last piece of crust he had in his hand and grabbed his keys and such and they headed out the door.
They made their way to his car and settled in, “So, where is this job of yours?” ‘I’ll kick your ass if you say its a street corner,’ he added mentally.
Aria told him the address, but settled for giving him directions. As they drove, Max wanted to say something to her, but wasn’t sure how to go about it. When he had gone to the bathroom, he thought things over and came to a realization he didn’t have a dream earlier, and was wondering what alternate universe he had fallen into. The thought of ruining a chance of a repeat of actions kept his mouth shut.
As they pulled up to a brick building with glowing neon blue sign outside, Max looked up at it.
“The Jazz?” He asked, seeing the cursive words, ending with a martini and a saxophone blinking intermittently. Aria shrugged and stepped out of the car and made her way across the street to the entrance. There, he spotted a mountain of a man with dark glasses and a blue suit let her by, where she climbed down a set of stairs he had almost not seen. Max raised an eyebrow, his curiosity nagging at him to find out this secret of Aria’s. HE moved the car forward only far enough to find a parking space at the side of the rode, where he jumped out, locked it up and fed the new electronic meters that had been installed not long ago.
‘Fancy,’ he thought as it spat out a receipt with a reminder of when his time was up, or required more money.
Turning he waited till it was clear and jogged across the street, and stopped before the man.
“What are you waiting for? Go on in.” The man said. Max gaped at him.
“You’re not going to try and stop me?” The man gave Max a look like he was an idiot, which he did feel at that moment. He lowered his head to keep his blush from being seen and went to step next to the man and started heading down the steps.
“Hey,” the man called out, halting Max, “Don’t go mistreating our little Aria, or there will be problems.”
Max raised his hands, “Oh, no, I’m just a friend, she needed a ride to work tonight. I’ve, uh, never seen her at her work, so, I thought I’d come on in as support for her.”
The man stared Max down, before a giant wolfish smile spread across his face, “Alright, thanks a lot man.”
Max turned and headed inside, ‘Little Aria?’ Max couldn’t help but to ponder what the man had said.
Inside, the building held his eyes in wonder, there were lights all across the walls, shaped to resemble candles that never melted, a large collection of white clothed tables set in the center of the large room, with many people well dressed sitting and chatting.
Max felt a little under dressed, but took a seat anyways. If anyone asked, perhaps explaining he was friends with Aria would keep him from getting kicked out due to his lack of proper attire. He waited for a few minutes before the room dimmed ever so slightly and a set of velvet curtains directly across the room opened to reveal a small band in white suits, a woman at a piano on the left side and a lone microphone under a spotlight.
The person who emerged onto the stage was not someone he was expecting. She was dressed in a casual business suit, a light earthy top and bottom, and a green scarf wrapped lightly around her throat. It took Max a few seconds to recognize the vice principle from Canterlot High, Luna.
“Evening ladies and gentlemen. As you all know, I am the owner, Luna; and it is my great pleasure to once again give the stage over to the one and only Aria Blaze.” A round of applause as the woman with black hair, that under the spotlight seemed to shine and sparkle like the night sky turned and left the stage only to be replaced by a woman in a glistening ruby red dress. Her hair was set loose around her shoulders as she stepped up to the microphone.
Without hesitation, the band and piano began a music piece, immediately falling into sync before Aria opened her mouth and began to sing. To Max’s surprise, this did not seem anything like what they had told him about all those years ago when they had their siren powers. This was different, this was soothing, heavenly, and so filled with sorrow. Max wasn’t one to understand too many differences of older music, he enjoyed occasional classical, but he had never heard jazz sung before.
Aria continued without falter singing to her hearts content, and though it felt like the singing and music was going over his head, he could understand the words flowing from her mouth. It was a song, but it was also a story of a woman left by a man she gave her heart to, and walked through the streets at night in the pouring rain. Halfway through, Max lost interest as he closed his eyes and just listened to Aria singing, letting her tone flow around him.
He felt lifted, and renewed as he listened, a smile on his face. He sat there, through her entire performance, of several songs before she concluded.
He jumped up from his seat clapping loudly, over the others, not caring if he brought unwanted attention to himself. Aria glance over at him and squinted until she could see him beyond the spotlight. She smiled nervously and excused herself. After which the band began to play softer notes.
Several minutes of waiting and sure enough, Aria came out of a door from the backstage area. She was stopped by Luna, and a few others and spoke with them shortly. Max waited as patiently as he could, his heart lifting when she finally walked away from the group.
“What the hell are you doing here? You weren’t supposed to come in. You’re not even dressed properly.” She berated him.
“What is the deal with you girls and all these secrets?”
“Forget it. Just, come on.” She said as she turned
“Beautiful as ever, Aria.” The man said as they climbed the stairs. Aria thanked him, and she and Max made their way to his car.
As they reached the car, Max hesitated before unlocking the doors, “So, I had this dream earlier, and I started to think it may not have been a dream. Anything you want to tell me, Aria?” He watched as she blushed, before shaking her head. With a shrug, Max unlocked the doors and they climbed in and sat in silence as he did not start the car immediately.
As the silence filled the car, quickly becoming uncomfortable, Max let out a sigh, thinking he screwed up once again.
“Are you mad?”
“What?”
“Are you mad? I mean, does it matter if you had some dream, or didn’t?” Aria proposed.
“No, I rather enjoyed the dream, it’s not often I can do that.”
“Then why not leave it at that? Who knows,maybe you'll have another good one,” Max said with a grin as he started the car and drove off.
Author's Note
Ha! Finally, after working on this chapter all day, I think I have it just where I want it.
Aria's lips and body
As they drove, Aria looked out to the street lights that flashed as they drove past them, her mind reeling from the prospect of doing more with her singing. She smiled a little bit, she still needed practice with her languages, but for the owner of an opera house to propose a roll and asked her personally to come by and audition left her in a great mood.
“So, I know I probably shouldn’t say anything more since we ended the conversation. Yet, I can’t help to feel its unfair.”
Aria turned to Max, the street lights lighting his face up every couple of seconds, “What’s unfair?”
“Well, one person enjoys something, but the other person does not get anything in return. Do you think that is fair?”
He glanced over to see Aria raising two fingers, her index and middle, the rest still closed in a partial fist.
“One, if anyone tries to touch me if I don’t want them to, are going to suffer for it. Two,” She said as she lowered her index finger, leaving the gesture of flipping the bird at Max, “It’s none of anyone’s business who is fucking, or who isn’t.”
Max smirked, but did not say anything else as they made their way into the entrance of the apartment complex.
Once inside, they found Sonata and Adagio had cleaned up and gone to bed. Max started to move to the couch as Aria opened her door. He suddenly felt a hand grip his shirt and yank him over into darkness.
There he was pinned against the wall, the door closing. Despite the darkness, he knew what Aria was doing and he smiled.
“Where do you think you're going?” she asked almost as if threatening his life.
“Wherever you tell me to, apparently.” Max shot back.
“That’s what I thought. Now-” She was cut off as Max pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was certainly unexpected, and so, when he pulled back there was a loud resounding smack as she reacted without thought.
Suddenly Aria found herself spun around and pinned against the wall, her chest beating. She could feel Max using his larger stronger hands to pin her arms to her sides against the wall, and one of his legs keeping her from lashing out. Despite having her completely pinned, he was still somehow being gentle, and part of her mind found it insulting.
“The hell are you doing Max?” She demanded, silently hoping he would not give in and just take her right there.
“This.” He said cryptically, before she felt herself being lifted into the air and tossed onto the bed. Seconds later She felt a large mass above her, climbing over from her legs at the edge of the bed until she could sense him right above her. She began to shake, her mind stuttering as she kept trying to figure out if this was what she wanted or not. She felt his presence leaning in closer, surprised he was not going for another kiss when he began to whisper in her ear.
"Aria, whether you want me or not is up to you. At least, let me return the favor you gave me earlier.” Aria’s eyes widened her chest seeming to jump at every beat of her heart. She raised her hands and wrapped the around his head and brought him down to kiss.
She let out a tiny squeak as he roughly grabbed her arms and pinned her down to the bed, a long low deep growl emitting from him. Aria whimpered as her body fidgeted. ‘How? How does he know what I want, when I barely know what I want. Oh Goddess Max, fuck me, tear me apart, make me sore, fill me.’ she begged internally trying to keep from emitting any other sounds to try and make him question himself. Her breath was labored as she waited, feeling his eyes on her.
He then began to move, kissing her neck, then suddenly biting down onto her. Aria took in a sharp breath, it wasn’t hard enough to hurt, per say, but it would certainly leave marks on her neck. She could feel him pull away before licking over the bite, sending tingles through her body as he did. Against her better judgment, Aria turned her head, wanting more. Max did not hesitate to bite down again, in another spot, his mouth and teeth seemingly to know where and just how hard, as more tingles ran through her body. This new wave went so far as to affect her that her lower body began to heat and she could feel herself growing wet.
Aria tried to move, to adjust her body, but Max was having none of it as his leg pinned hers. Another deep animal like growl escaped his throat making her whimper again. Max rose up then, leaving her pinned under him, futilely struggling her body flushing despite her shivers as if she were cold.
Max moved his hands down slowly over her body, as he reached her sides over the dress she still wore. He then removed one hand and traced his left back up her side stopping at one spot. Aria bit her lip as he began to undo the zipper to the dress. The zipper ran down along the side of the dress, stopping just above her hips. As he began to pull at the now loose dress, Aria lifted parts of her body to help him remove it.
Once she felt it herself free from the garment, she felt a cold naked chill run through her body making her shiver. ‘Where is he? Please, I want to feel you over me again.’ Aria could not help but to shiver again, much more this time, not from the cold of the room without her dress or his body pressed against hers, she could feel his eyes on her. Aria bit her lip, as she moved her arms over her breasts and mound.
'What, the hell is this? Why do I feel so embarrassed, he can’t even see me its so dark in this room. How is he doing this to me, why do I feel like I need him in me so desperately?’ A tear began to fall from the corner of one eye, ‘the fucking hell is this? I have never been so vulnerable like this in centuries, why? Why now? Why doesn’t he say anything, or do something? Please, please, Max, take me. What? Why am I begging, why am I acting like some weak little girl? This makes no sense...’ Aria almost jumped when she felt the mass of Max’s body lean down from her legs, gliding his hands up over her skin. He moved further, letting his fingers trails up the sides of her waist, her ribs, her breasts as he leaned over her more.
She jumped and turned her head as his right hand reached up and brushed where the tear fell. He moved and returned a hand to her chin, forcing her to look forward, “Aria, I won’t hurt you. If you don’t want this, I will stop.” Aria’s breath caught in her throat. She could hear the tenderness, completely different from the way he was acting earlier.
In that moment, she could feel the fire burning between them, and everything that was tearing at her in her mind seemed to burn into ash and blow away, and she felt herself once again.
“Max, if you stop now, I will torture you endlessly even long after you beg for me to stop.” She heard his grunt of laughter.
“There you are Aria.” He whispered before before leaning down and kissing her. This time, it was not force, nor passion, it was just lustful. A hungering that matched her own as their lips moved and their tongues found each other and began their desperate battle. She moaned as they continued like this for a few more seconds, or minutes, she didn’t know, she just knew they had to pull away, desperate for air before once more locking lips.
Then once more he was gone, but only seconds before he began to kiss along her neck and chest, passing between her breasts, giving each side its own amount of attention. Then he continued on down her stomach, where he did something she was not expecting. As he slowly kissed, lingering just a bit more, he began to use his tongue to lick in small spots and blow a small breath of air over her. The reaction was immediate as goosebumps began to rise and form momentarily before he continued, whether aware of the reaction or not.
At this point, Aria had to work to keep pressing her leg muscles together, the more he continued this, the wetter she got, hoping he would put an end to the torture. She then felt a small tug of a finger at the bra still around her breasts. She lifted her chest, arching her back and reached to unclasp it and then toss it away from them. Just as he was reaching her waist and Aria let out a small moan of pleasure, thinking he was finally going to ease her suffering and extinguish the flame burning between her legs he moved back up.
Aria let out a small throaty whine, only to hear him chuckle, sending another shiver down her back. ‘He has an evil laugh, that is surprisingly kind of hot,’ she thought before arching her body once more as she felt his lips surround one of her nipples. She drew in an breathy moan trying to keep from losing control of her breathing as he began to swirl his tongue around it. He flicked and swirled, making it extremely hard before lightly sucking at it and finally drawing away slowly, lightly brushing his teeth against her nipple.
The affect almost made Aria jump before pressing her hands behind his back and dragging her nails down without thought as to whether she was hurting him, or drawing blood. As she did this, she could feel his body stiffen slightly and press into her, a throaty sound erupting form him.
“Harder.” he demanded before he moved to her other nipple and repeating similar actions he had applied to the first. She obliged lightly at first, waiting for that moment. Sure enough he began to suck before drawing away brushing his teeth against her hard nipple once more, and she thrust her hips up against his, already feeling him ready for her as her nails dragged down his back. She had to have been drawing blood this time, yet she could not help but to ignore the concern in her throw of ecstasy she felt.
Once he finished working on her breasts, using both hands to give each a few good squeezes, Max began to move down her stomach once more, allowing his hands and fingers to trail after his mouth.
Once he returned to her waist Max began to move his entire body further down below Aria. Without hesitating, she carefully began to spread her legs ever so slightly, making Max to grin as he moved to allow her legs more room to move.
Once her legs were spread a little wider, Max leaned down and began kiss just along the top line of her panties, using his hands, he began to stroke the sides of her legs first the outside, then slowly bringing them to her inner thighs.
Max could hear Aria breathing and moaning occasionally. He moved down further, moving his lips over the fabric of her panties. Aria let out a frustrated groan and moved her hands quickly to remove the last article of clothing between him and her treat of bliss. Max felt the movement of the panties and stopped her, pushing her hands back.
He leaned his head down, chuckling as he used his teeth the grab the top of her panties in them and light tug before dropping them back.
“God damn your teasing.” Aria groaned out.
Max rolled his eyes, but did not try to hide his wolfish smile as he lowered himself further. He ran his fingertips along her inner thighs lightly before moving them up and running two fingers over the moist spot on her panties. Aria was so worked up and wet, her lower lips opened just the slightest bit trying to grab at his fingers and pull them in.
Max, for his part slid his fingers all the way down her lips, his other hand feeling her whole body shudder. He moved his hands back before placing them over her hips and leaned forward taking a small whiff. The smell was intoxicating, the lack of intimate actions, as he saw it, was seldom since he blocked off everyone he knew and most of the world to do what he wanted and loved. Here was a woman, sexy, beautiful, and wanting him, and he did not want to disappoint her.
The whimpers and moans from Aria drew Max from his thoughts, he could barely see her body gently bucking and gyrating against the bed from just his breath on her sex.
With a growl, Max grabbed hold of Aria’s panties and nearly ripped them away. Aria was shocked by the sudden roughness, but did not have a moment to think or ponder his actions before she felt him dive in, pressing his nose and lips into her sopping wet pussies. So much of a surprise she was not able to keep quiet as a loud moan escaped her lips.
“Yes!” she cried out.
Max kept his eyes closed, pushing his tongue as deep into her as possible, before widening his jaw, turning his head, and pressing just slightly further and then began to move his tongue about inside of her.
Aria shook and gritted her teeth as her pussy constricted around the movements of Max’s tongue, her eyes trying to roll up into her head. It felt as if her body was now moving of its own accord as her hips pressed against his mouth wanting his tongue deeper.
After a few seconds Max pulled his tongue back and began to run it along the outside, as he caught his breath. Aria’s legs were shaking, and now trying to press against his head to keep him from pulling away.
‘As if I would ever want to do something like that now.’ He thought as he moved his head up and moved a hand down from her hips sliding a couple of fingers into her up to his knuckles. Her hips bucked as she let out a throaty moan, seeming to forget to keep as quiet as possible. Max moved his fingers in and out, exploring her as best he could before he used a thumb to lift the top of her hood up and leaned forward.
Agonizingly slow he slid his tongue around until he found his target. He felt the little nub and began to run his tongue over it while sliding his fingers in and out a little faster. Aria’s reaction was immediate she let out a shrill sound that was not quit a scream, and her a long moan of pleasure.
He could hear her breathing being erratic and continued a little faster, feeling she would be close. As if in answer, Aria moaned more and more, her hands flying to grip his hair painfully as her hips continued to thrust again and again. He did not falter in his actions as he continued, ignoring the pain as best he could.
Just as her body began to convulse and tense up, he moved his fingers and shoved his tongue back into her, lapping at the fluids as they spilled out. The taste was, in his opinion exquisite, it was one of the things he rarely was able to enjoy. Yet, he was not done, until they were both able to enjoy themselves. This was merely a return of her attentive service from earlier.
“Max, please. I want you.” Aria’s voice came to him as he pulled away once her hands loosened.
Without answer, Max raised himself and removed his shorts, exposing himself completely, ensuring he was as naked as she was now.
Once he was over top of her, he checked to make sure his waist was leveled with her as he guided himself to her slick entrance. He rubbed his head against her, listening to her moans as if in pain. It was not real pain, just a true need to feel him. Once he was sure he was ready and had teased her a little more he slowly began to press his stiff head into her.
Aria gasped as she felt his head protruding into her, forcing her mind to blank for a second as he slowly pressed into her. Despite how wet she was, he got caught just a little once, but as slow as he was going he was able to keep from hurting either of them as he drew back a little. Once he was sure he went far enough back, feeling her tight walls attempt to grip him to keep him from exiting, he pushed forward again.
As he pushed forward, he felt himself reach his limits as their hips connected, his balls lightly pressing against her ass. The two shared a low moan before Max looked down below him, and lowered to kiss her attempting to distract her long enough to enjoy the feel of being inside of her.
Aria did not bother to fight as he settled inside of her, she was enjoying the feel and returned his kiss. However, her body wanted more than to just to wait as it pressed around his member deep within her, trying its best to milk what it knew was so close.
Max pulled away from the kiss as he settled himself on his hands at her sides, holding his posture over Aria, and used the muscles in his lower back, hips, and legs to pull out a little before thrusting back in. Aria’s body lifted with the thrust, and before she could recover, he was pulling back out now, letting himself go halfway before thrusting back in again.
At this, Aria let out a low throaty “Oh”, as he did this and once more he pulled out and thrust in, this time going almost to the head. Once he had done he this he began to thrust at a faster pace, using his body to lift hers, the effect of the top of his stiff cock rubbing along the top hitting spots that pushed her faster to the edge.
He did not care, he had his goal and was willing to meet it, and if she happened to cum more than once with him in her, all the better.
Aria wrapped her arms around Max’s neck and closed her eyes, feeling him fill her, sending shivers throughout her body. With her eyes closed, Aria began to slip into total bliss, she almost couldn’t believe how amazing this feeling was.
Why was it, she and the other sirens did not do this more often, why did they allow the power of the gems that amplified their natural talents turn them into cold heartless creatures, when the dance of a man and woman sharing their bodies...
‘Fucking brain, shut the hell up and love the ride.’ She brought herself back around from drifting as she focused once more on the actions of their bodies.
She waited for Max to thrust forward, and she moved her hips to meet his thrust, both letting out moans of pleasure. They continued, the room filling with grunts of effort, moans, of pleasure, and the faint sound of flesh connecting.
Aria squeezed her eyes shut tight as she felt it building up, she raised her head and bit into Max’s shoulder. He took it, and reacted by allowing his stiff cock to flare within her. She released her grip with her teeth as she let out a gasp, the sudden feeling of being even fuller surprising her, before it eased back and he continued thrusting harder and faster into her.
“Oh, Max, I’m... I-” She cried out before she could finish as she came, the walls squeezing tightly keeping him from letting him out, her juices flowing over his cock and filling the narrow space between their hips. Max waited, until she was able to come down from the high of her climax.
He wrapped an arm around her and held her close, allowing his lips to speak for him. As he did this, he allowed her time to relax, before he began to flare within her again. Her hot and heavy moans against his mouth told him she was ready to continue.
Once more he eased himself in his thrusts, but did not bother to take as long. Soon enough their bodies were moving against each other in the throes of passion, both eager to meet their end now.
Since Aria had twice now found her pleasure in him, she wanted one last thing. She unconsciously licked her lips at the thought of feeling the hot cum she had tasted earlier that day overflowing deep within her.
Their bodies worked, intertwined soaked with sweat that fell onto the sheets beneath them. This time only a few minutes passed before the room was once again filled with their moans.
“Aria, I can’t hold back much longer.” He was about to say more but grunted as the fire in his loins building up.
Aria grinned and lifted herself up and settled, spearing herself on Max, before deftly wrapping her legs around his back side.
“Aria, no, I...” He began but it was to late, as Aria began to move around forcing him to tense. Mentally, Max shrugged and went ahead and let everything build up past his limits and let it all go.
Aria shuddered at the tenseness of the moment as she felt Max stiffen before what felt like a torrent of of his seed rush into her, filling her in spots he had yet to reach before it began to flow out of her. She laid her head back and basked in the feeling of him finishing inside of her.
“Thank you, Max.”
Max grunted in response as he laid there, allowing himself to natural withdraw before pulling out. This time, Aria did not try to stop him, she relaxed her legs and allowed him to move back and settle there.
It came as a surprise when she felt the bed adjust as he climbed off, she raised up to look in the direction she thought he was in.
“Going somewhere? Because I don’t recall saying you could leave me alone in my bed tonight.”
“Oh? Well, thank you for inviting me to your bed, but I would like to shower real quick to keep from itching the rest of the night, especially since we just had sex and now I’m all sweaty. Mixing that with the beach water, most likely not a good idea.” He replied before moving towards the bathroom in the dark.
“Want me to join you?” Aria offered, a smile spreading across her face.
“If you want, but I at least want a fresh pair of underwear. Mind grabbing that for me?”
“What, no cute pajamas?” Aria teased.
“Oh hell no, I prefer to sleep almost naked. If you don’t mind.”
“No, I don’t think I do.” Aria said as she got up from the bed herself. She began to move towards the door to the living room as Max opened the door to the bathroom.
Aria began to move some of his clothes around and found a pair of boxers. As she started to turn, her stomach growled and detoured to the kitchen to grab a quick bite. She never heard the door open, as it did so quietly, then close. She heard nothing, not even the water as the shower was started.
Max checked the temperature and waited till he could adjust the temperature just right, something nice and hot to relax his muscles. Once it was to his satisfaction, steam already rising to fill the bathroom, he climbed in and closed the once clear glass sliding door. He stood under the hot water and let out a sigh of relief before turning and getting his hair wet. Once he was soaked, he grabbed a nearby bottle of shampoo with the aid of one open eye and began to get a small amount of the contents and wash his hair.
He heard a door open and went to look up, to the unfortunate of this action allowed a bit of water to push shampoo into his eyes. Turning his head away from the water he began to try and wipe the offending shampoo away as he heard the glass door slide open.
“Hey, I’d turn away and look at you, but...” He finished pointing to the shampoo in his eyes. It was then that he felt a pair of soft small hands touch his face with a damp cloth and begin to carefully wipe it away.
As Aria did this, to his mind, he did not expect anyone else in the shower with him, he suddenly heard the door open and close before the glass door open.
“The hell are you doing?” Came Aria’s voice.
Max froze, as did the hands covering his eyes, “Uh, if this isn’t Aria in here with me already, then who-” He risked opening an eye once the hands moved away to see who stood before him, and gaped at who stood before him.
Author's Note
I think you all are going to really
Let me...
The door from Adagio’s room opened quietly, with the faintest click from the doorknob. Biting her bottom lip, Adagio looked up in time to see a naked Aria vanish into the hallway to the kitchen. Eyes wide open, she pondered what was going on, until her eyes moved to see the couch was empty. Not even a pillow or blanket for Max.
Adagio eased the door closed and carefully let the doorknob return to its proper place and leaned against the door, her room in near total darkness for the window behind her bed. Adagio lifted her legs to her and placed her arms over her knees as a dark look crossed her face. After a few minutes of silence, an evil smile spread over her lips, before she let out a soft yawn and climbed to her feet. She wanted to do something about this and not let Aria have Max all to herself.
Sonata had been whimpering into her pillow as the faint sounds of sex flowed through the cracks of the doors to the bathroom between her room and Aria’s. Without realizing it at first, her fingers had passed over her body, first stopping to squeeze at her breasts, her thighs tightening together as the faint feeling of heat blossomed down below her. She let her fingers glide over her bare stomach and down to her panties where they moved to the growing moisture of her sex.
With a shudder, Sonata allowed her legs to move giving her fingers just the slightest opening and slipped her middle finger part way in. With the effects of shock running through her body she let out a soft moan. Her mind felt different, as she remembered the fear she used to have.
For the longest time, Sonata did not trust stallions after the night of first meeting the other two sirens and trying their pendants for the first time. Their first night together had enraptured their audience. When they retired for the night, one of their male fans had forced his way into Sonata’s room, the effects of his adoration becoming mixed with his lust. He had just forced Sonata onto her bed and penetrated her, the screams of pain echoing through the room. Aria and Adagio heard and came running breaking the door down.
When they had seen that stallion and all the blood, both sirens had lost control, Aria physically attacking the stallion and getting him away from Sonata. Once he was clear of the bed, Aria bucked him nearly through a wall. If it wasn’t for Adagio stopping her, she probably would have bucked his brains in.
At that moment, in a fit of controlled rage, Adagio tapped into the first true mind control spell of her pendant and forced the man to follow her, despite his bruised and almost broken body. She was gone most of the night, before returning just before morning.
Adagio and Aria had to help a near comatose Sonata up to her hooves and help her to leave the Inn they had been staying in. As they reached the edge of the town, they were confronted with a crowd of ponies demanding an explanation to the stallion found at the bottom of the nearby ravine. When they cried and explained what had happened and said it was self the defense, the ponies didn’t believe them. Screaming, throwing stones, they were called witches and cursed for what they had done.
With their lives at risk, Adagio and Aria began to sing, tapping more power of the pendants to calm the people. They were in such an uproar over the murder they somehow were able to fight against the two sirens. It wasn’t until Sonata broke from her shocked state and added a tentative, and softer voice that the three began to quell the crowd.
Despite their efforts, they were still threatened, it wasn’t until Adagio got the other two to follow her lead that she lead them into the depths of power of the pendants that they all were able to manipulate the mind control spell, allowing it to become so powerful not even the Unicorns could resist it with their own magic.
That day, the three sirens left a town of fighting and bickering ponies and fled.
Sonata closed her eyes as tears fell. She had halted the movements of her fingers as the memories came back, still holding just the faintest ache. Once more she heard the sounds from the other room, now slowly growing louder. Sonata began to remove her fingers, fearing she was still broken, until another memory began to surface.
One of a man with short brown hair, the kindest eyes she had ever seen, and a voice that seemed to promise her no ill will, or harm. She thought back to the times she was so close to Max, the first stallion, or male, she had been around in so long. She had always stayed by Aria, or Adagio if one or the other explored their own needs with males.
The memory of his voice, his hands touching hers, and the heat of his body whenever they sat near each other, brought a heavy blush to Sonata. Her body which had halted its flow of excitement at the unwanted memory began to flow again. The heat was back and it was stronger than before.
She held onto the memories of him before he left them, and her fingers returned to their work sliding in and out of her faster and faster. The blush seemed to move through her entire body as she pressed her lips into her pillow.
‘Sonata...’ Her head moved back, her lips squeaking out a shrill moan.
‘Sonata!’ Her head and body moved forward onto her side as she kept her hand between her legs, her fingers never slowing.
‘Sunny bunny, you’re so cute,’ this was the final moment, everything in her tensed, and for a split second Sonata stopped, her whole body shuddering, before glistening fluids spilled out, she opened her mouth, “Max...” she breathed out in a moan.
For a minute or two she laid there, shivering in the aftermath, the heat having already fled her body, her thighs and hand wet. What fluids did not stay on her body soaked into the sheets beneath her.
As she worked to slow her beating heart and catch her breath. She heard two doors open and close almost at the same time,followed by the shower starting up. Sonata sat up, her eyes immediately going to the light coming in from the bathroom door.
Despite her hesitation, and the shaking of her body, Sonata stripped herself of her underwear and walked to the door. She opened the door and entered the bathroom, as she closed the door she heard a low curse.
She grabbed a cloth, thinking to use it to help wash him, and opened the door and climbed in. There she saw Max, naked in the shower under the hot steamy water as it splashed over his form. Shampoo in his hair and some on his face.
He turned slightly in her direction. “Hey, I’d turn away and look at you, but...” He finished pointing to the shampoo in his eyes.
Sonata smiled, and without a word quickly ran the cloth under the water before gently beginning to clear the offending bubbles from his eyes.
At that moment, the door opened, closed, and was quickly followed by the shower door opening. Sonata turned to see Aria standing there naked.
“The hell are you doing?” Came Aria’s voice.
Max froze, as did Sonata’s hands covering his eyes, “Uh, if this isn’t Aria in here with me already, then who-” He risked opening an eye to see who stood before him, making his mouth hang open.
Sonata blushed again, and offered a small smile.
“Seriously, Sonata, what are you doing?” Aria pressed, her voice wasn’t angery, just surprised. She hesitated before looking at Max, where her heart began to pound once again and she could feel her body reacting. She then did something that seemed to surprise them, most of all she surprised herself.
“This,” She said as she raised up, placing both hands on the side of Max’s head and kissed him deeply.
Max had been caught not only by surprise, but also with his mouth open as he had been about to say something. Sonata did not waste time shoving her tongue into his mouth and beginning a fighting match with his.
He could not explain why, but something in him seemed to fall and drift as Sonata kissed him, suddenly he found his arms wrapping around her waist, resting just above the curve of her ass, and pulled her to him. Enthusiastically he began to fight her tongue back, making her moan.
When they broke apart, Max’s eyes went wide when he realized what he had just done and turned to look at Aria, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Aria’s eyes seemed distant before she looked at him, and there he could see something frightening deep within as she moved her head close, and stabbed a nail into his chest.
“If you even hurt her in any way, you won’t just die, Adagio and I will both make sure you suffer.” With that, Aria turned and flashed a grin and wink at Sonata before leaving the bathroom, dropping a dark pair of Max’s boxers on the counter before she did.
When he looked at Sonata, she smiled wide and giggled before kissing him again. His body certainly enjoyed the attention as he began to react, hardening between her legs, yet his mind could not stop working over what had just happened.
Pulling back, Max looked at Sonata, “What is going on? I thought Aria was going to kill me right here.”
Sonata grinned and laughed lightly, before shoving his head under the water and briskly rinsing his hair out. She let him back out as he sputtered towards the wall of the shower. Then grabbed the bottle of body wash and began to squirt little drops all over his shoulders, chest, and back. She wasted no time in using her hands to explore his body and muscles from top to bottom.
Max had to use an arm to keep himself braced against her hands assaulting him. It wasn’t that he was not enjoying himself, far from it, it in fact felt like the best massage he had ever had. His eyes closed as he let out a sigh as his body began to relax. She was diligent and careful all the way down his front.
He almost jumped when he felt her wet slick hands brush along his semi hard shaft. Making it jump in her grip. This in turn, elicited a giggle from Sonata as she stared at it, then began to run her hands up and down the pole of flesh right in front of her face.
Max took a second to glance down, before his mind was forever lost to the fog of lust, and saw her face with a look of focus, and intense desire. He hands moved slowly at first, her fingers flowing over every bump and vein, from head to base, and back again. Then she moved her hand down to begin to grope at his sack, gently caressing them.
Sonata was careful with these, having been the one to deliver enough pain with her boots to many men in her past. She continued fondling his balls, and stroking his stick cock with her other hand, it was not long before Max started to groan, whispering her name.
“Sonata...” He gasped out, followed by a short grunt, while his cock twitched in her hand. With her down on her knees, hands stroking and groping, the sound of his voice speaking her name like this got her body to burn and ache. There was no water flowing over her body, so she knew what the slickness that began to run down the inside of her leg was. She didn’t care at that moment, as she watched him twitch again.
Max was bending over now, using both arms to keep himself propped up, his right against the wall right beside him, his left stretched over her head to the wall right behind her. She smiled as she continued, occasionally squeezing her hand as she stroked his member. By now, the continual motions and steam combined to clear away the soap, and so she moved her head forward, using her tongue to brush against the tip where a drop of a clear liquid had begun to seep out.
“Oh... S-Sonata... Hngh, I... I can’t h-hold on, ah.” His breath seemed to catch as he felt her tongue lightly brush away the pre-cum. She swished it around and gave a slight pout, there was still a slight residue of the soap there.
With a shrug, seeing him suffer and needing release since she had him, she leaned forward and ran her hot wet tongue around his head. Then moved it back slightly and began to flick her tongue over the slit as more pre-cum began to seep out.
One final grunt was all the warning she had before a line of white semen flew up into her face, landing a long line of white down the middle of her face. It was across her nose and even her lips and with a quick movement, she aimed the rest of his contents down over her chest and breasts. There were only a couple of thick spurts that came out, the final one landing directly over her right tit and hung from the tip of her nipple to his head.
She glanced up, a smile on her lips as she watched Max towering over her trying to catch his breath. Slipping her tongue out she began to stroke him again to see if there was more, when his one of his hands shot down to stop her. Sonata pouted at Max, as he slowly shook his head.
“I’m sorry, just I think I’m spent for today.”
Sonata looked to the throbbing member, thinking perhaps he was trying to withhold himself from her since he was still fairly hard, though she had by this time stroked him red and his legs were shaking. She nodded before leaning forward to kiss the tip.
Waiting for Max, she remained on her knees until he had caught his breath and was able to stand on his own two legs with less support from the shower wall. Once done, he attempted to help her stand, before taking the body wash and and emptying some of its contents into his own hands.
He clasped them together and rubbed them vigorously for as second or two, allowing the lather to build up before placing them on Sonata’s body. He started as she did, with her shoulders, then moved his hands along her arms. With a bit more body wash, he moved over around her breasts, smiling when Sonata let out a moan.
For the fun of it, and wanting to hear more of her moans, Max continued to massage her breasts with the body wash.
“I-I still need the rest of me cleaned...” She spoke out between moans.
“I just want to make sure I get every little part of you.” Max replied with a wink, before using his thumbs to rub against her erect nipples. The effect causing Sonata to tighten her grip on his sides. After this, Max moved his hands down and across her stomach, and then had her turn around to work on her back.
At one part, shortly after starting he pushed her slightly forward forcing her to place her hands against the wall to keep herself upright.
Sonata couldn’t help but to bite her bottom lip as a full blown blush passed over her face while she stood in this position as he worked his hands carefully across her back. Once or twice, her hands slipped as he not only washed her back, but seemed to work out whatever tension she had in her muscles. His hands, though large, and strong, seemed to pass gently over her bare skin, easily honing in on any knots she was not even aware of and working them out.
As he began to lower his hands towards her ass, she couldn’t help but to let out a whimper and push her backside against him, praying he was ready. Thus far whenever she was able to catch a glimpse, or a feel she could tell he was staying just soft enough to not do anything, while still being hard enough to be seen and felt.
Once he finally got to her lower back side and ass, he stopped and got more body wash and then began to lovingly caress and press her ass, as if working to mold her flesh and muscle to his will. With him doing this, Sonata could feel her body react more than any other time. Between her legs she could feel her pussy soaked through, with juice flowing down her legs, a sit reacted, trying to suckle on an invisible cock.
She sensed movement behind her and turned to see the top of his head under her ass and felt his hands work along her legs, carefully.
Unknown to Sonata, as Max knelt down, he was immediately hit with a sweet and slightly bitter smell of her arousal. He licked his lips as he stared for a second before moving his hands to wash her legs. He found his eyes continually returning to her lower lips, seeing her reactions to his touches, and the softness of her flesh. He stood quickly once he realized he had finished her legs and had been slowly leaning in between her legs.
Max grabbed the shower head and removed it from its perch to begin to rinse her off. Sonata began to stand, but a firm hand kept her from doing so, as he continued to run the water over her backside and legs. He then moved his hand from her back allowing her to stand and turn to him. Her eyes betrayed her slightly calmer demeanor as she showed how much she wanted him, but lifted her head and closed her eyes as he brought the shower head up to her neck and began to rinse off the front of her body.
Occasionally his hands lightly passed over her body, lifting her breasts to ensure there was no soap left on her whatsoever. She laughed as a few of his finger tips passed over a few of her ribs, that part of her body being ticklish.
Once done, Sonata thanked him and began to reach for the door. His hand caught hers and he shook his head with a grin, “I’m not done. I left one part unfinished.” He said as he hung up the shower head and began to turn her around back to the position she was in just before.
There he knelt down once again and helped her spread her legs just the slightest bit, ensuring her feet were right against the edge of the shower before he moved forward and gently brushed his fingers against her wet pussy. This led Sonata to moan out before he continued rubbing his fingers over her pussy lips, eliciting more, quieter moans, and gasps. The loudest of these he heard when he began to sue his tongue over her.
He could feel her body shaking from his actions as he worked his tongue, moaning as he did, feeling hungry for her.
It was not long before she came, but did not seem to want to stop, so, Max continued. He had no idea how long it had been since she was last even able to enjoy touching herself, aside form just before she walked into the bathroom. But if she wanted more, he was going to give her more.
He worked for a while using both his tongue and fingers. Sliding each appendage in and out of her slick folds, working her into a frenzy each time. Finally, after what seemed like her longest build up, she almost slipped from her climax, if he had not been there to at least grab her and keep her from smacking her body against the shower. They remained for a few minutes while she recovered, the water slowly growing cold, as it cascaded down around their bodies. Due to her exhaustion from his attentive fingers and tongue he had opted to allow her to sit in his lap, his cock pressed between his stomach and her back until she had recovered.
“Max, thank you,” she said, her voice sounding sweet and grateful.
Max merely leaned forward and kissed her cheek. Once she was recovered he turned off the shower, grabbed the towels hanging nearby and handed one to her. They dried themselves off and walked into her room where they laid down. Max, was silent the whole way, many things going through his mind as he tried to figure out what was going on in his life at this moment. As he heard her begin to snore he glanced up at her nearby clock, seeing the numbers glowing green:
3:27 am
He waited a few more minutes before carefully withdrawing himself from her bed and grabbing a pair of shorts. He dressed and left her room before turning and spotting his clothes sitting outside of Aria’s door. This concerned him only for a second before his main task returned to his mind. With a sigh, Max grabbed his pants and fished out his cell and walked to the front door.
He stepped out into the night, and leaned against the black metal rail and lit up his cell. He found the large dragon and vampire woman laying down with a chain in her hand that lead to a leash around the dragons neck, her clothing exotic and very revealing as it barely covered her breasts, and the lower part barely covering between her legs. He swiped the surface of the cell and brought up his contacts page. It took him a few seconds of scrolling before he got to the name and number he wanted. He pressed the call button and lifted the cell to his ear and waited.
The room would have been dark if not for the snow on the t.v at the foot of her bed, the sound thankfully muted. Yet there was still something off about the silence in her room. The fact that the silence was frequently broken by what sounded like a silent moan, and some wet sound made her tilt her head on the pillow.
‘What the hell is that noise?’ Just before she was able to do anything about, after failing for a minute to identify it, her cell went off. The brief tone that signaled she was getting a call was a default one. So either it was an unknown number, or one of the few contacts she had in her cell she had failed to give a specific ringtone to.
With a groan, she turned her head and saw the display of her clock read it was past three thirty in the morning. Gritting her teeth, she snatched her cell off the bedside table and answered.
“Three thirty in the morning, you had better be dying to bother me.” Came her response rather than a simple greeting. Faintly she thought she heard suppressed laughter.
“Well, good morning to you too, Shimmy.” Sunset facepalmed, there was only one person who called her shimmy to her annoyance.
“Max, long time no talk. So, how badly are you bleeding out? Cause if your not, I will disembowel you.” Again came a faint snicker that now seemed muffled more than before. It now really began to annoy her as to what was going on.
“Well, I am sorry to say, I am not dying. Well, not at this moment, though I may soon be. No, not from you, you may have to take a number and get in line. I uh... Think I’m in serious trouble. I could be freaking out over nothing, but I do have some concerns. I need advice. Female advice.”
“And this couldn’t have waited for a more decent hour?” She demanded.
"I suppose, but I would probably be half dead by then. I can barely stand right now as it is. Tell you what, I’ll let you get some more sleep, and even let you jump in line to kill me. First I would like to talk in public, before you drag my sorry ass to an alleyway and do away with my body.”
Sunset rolled her eyes, “okay, okay, I get it. Talk first, kill you later. I’m in town, want to meet at the old cafe?”
“Sure, Sugarcube Corner, right?”
“That’s the one genius.” They agreed on a time that was still fairly early in the morning, though she still wanted to try and sleep more. There was, however, the mystery of that sound. As she laid in her bed, after ending the call with Max, the silence was again interrupted by the wet sound.
She jumped up, turning on the ceiling light, and squinted down to two bodies intertwined in a sheet. She looked over the alluring form of a pale girl with long soft pink hair, and a delicate of voluptuous figure. She was naked, her face held a heavy blush, her legs were slightly spread, with a guilty looking woman. She was a stronger build than the pink haired girl, her muscles obvious under the tight skin, though not overly large, just enough to show years of training and fitness to maintain a light and quick body. She too was naked, her slightly darker skin laid on her stomach on the floor with hair cut short and colored like a rainbow.
This had been where the wet sound had been coming from, and Sunset Shimmer was pissed, as she stared down at the two, one blushing and fidgeting more, while the other, head slightly raised over a wet pussy from fluids of both girls, her face now growing annoyed.
“What the fuck, Rainbow Dash? I called dibs on Fluttershy.”
Rainbow snickered, while the quiet voice of Fluttershy reached her ears, “Sunset, you know there are no dibs in sex, especially with us.”
“Yeah, I know, but I thought since we were all sharing my ridiculously large queen sized pillow top bed, the two of you would at least have the decency to let me in on the fucking as well. I mean, that was why I opened my home to you two since we are all going to college.”
“Yeah, but you feel alseep during the movie, we didn’t want to wake you, “Rainbow defended, “and you know, ‘you snooze you lose’.” Rainbow said, laughing some more.
“Well, I’m awake now.” Sunset argued.
“Wow, what’s eating her?” Rainbow asked as she turned to Fluttershy.
“Well, we could be...” She offered almost apologetically.
Sunset opened her mouth, when a pair of arms grabbed her and yanked her down to the floor with a momentary squeak and suddenly found a face full of pink over her face, and the smell of Fluttershy just over her nose and mouth. Then she felt her panties ripped away and a strong and determined tongue thrust deeply into her. Sunset took a moment to moan, her eyes wanting to roll up into her head.
Fluttershy cleared her throat, catching Sunset’s attention, “Please, Sunset, finish me, but only if you want to.” The still somewhat timid and shy girl said, though her body was begging as it dipped lower touching her lower lips to Sunsets mouth.
Sunset grinned and answered by grabbing Fluttershy’s generous hips and dove in, her mind no longer caring about the time.
Max looked around the cafe, seeing the occasional teens still coming from the nearby high school to eat, or hang out with friends.
The sound of the bell ringing at the door to signal a new patron entering, caught his attention. As he turned, his eyes nearly bulged out of his head, as he saw the red and yellowed haired girl all but stagger in on unsteady legs. She made her way, and upon closer inspection, Max could see her haggard appearance was concerning.
“Shut up.” Sunset said as she approached, and took her seat across from him before removing her glasses to reveal eyes heavily bagged.
“Wow, what’s eating you?”
“Nothing anymore...” Sunset said dreamily, before shaking her head and glaring at Max.
Max tilted his head slightly considering her words. It was then that his ears picked up something, and looking around he spotted a few teens talking to one another quietly. They kept themselves quiet, but he spotted the gestures of pointing inn their direction.
With a sigh Max leaned forward, catching a whiff of something familiar, though not from Sunset, “You may want to try and go freshen up a bit. If you want, I’ll get you a coffee or whatever you want to help you stay awake for a bit while we talk.”
Sunset had been looking through her purse and spotted what she was searching for and popped open a small compact mirror. Looking into it, she frowned and excused herself, a light blush appearing on her cheeks.
When Sunset returned from the restroom, Max was standing by the doors, his eyes facing out the windows.
“This is for you, it’s a special Caribbean blend. I don’t actually know what you like, and you didn’t say.” He explained as he handed the cup to her, followed by cream and sugar.
“You didn’t get one for yourself?” Sunset saw him make a face before shaking his head.
“No, I can’t stand something that heavy and bitter, and by the time I get enough cream and sugar its cold and somehow tastes worst.”
Sunset covered her mouth to suppress a laugh, “Why not try like a latte or something? They mix in sugar and such.”
“No, that is just as bad, I tried one once back in high school. Ugh, one of the worst days I had experienced in high School, thinking a senior was into me.”
“Oh, she played the freshman, didn’t she?” Sunset asked, understanding what he meant, since she had done that herself a couple of times before Twilight helped her.
Max only nodded his head. He opened the door for her, and allowed Sunset to walk out first.
“You know, women can open doors for themselves, right?”
Max visibly tensed and stared at her hard, before sighing, letting it pass.
“What?” She asked defensively.
“I was raised to be a proper gentleman, but I know what you’re talking about. I used to get chewed out for holding the door for a woman I didn’t know, or laughed at, and more because of that. I found out later, most women will assume a man wants something for doing that. A load of bullshit if you ask me. Though, I really shouldn’t have anything to say.” He trailed off.
“Wait, you mean you do stuff like that because that was how you were raised?” Sunset asked disbelievingly.
“Yeah, though from the way people act, chivalry is all but dead. It makes me feel like a displaced relic in a world that doesn’t want me. It’s not just something I was taught and raised by, it just feels right.”
“Wow.” Susnet said as they continued their walk, now a block away from the Cafe.
“What?”
“Just, wow. I mean, I never heard of a guy like that... I’m, sorry. I didn’t know.”
Max shrugged as they continued, “It doesn’t matter, there was no way for you to know anyways. We never really were friends. I mean, I just came to you and the other girls cause of what the Dazzlings had told me about you.”
“Hey, whoa. No, we are. Just we haven’t had the chance to let our friendship grow is all. You came to us, after you found them. You promised you would help them, not because we asked you to, or anything. Hell, you didn’t give us a chance. At first we thought you were just some crazy guy talking about three chicks you were helping.”
“Yeah, I suppose I could have been a bit more tactful. It’s just, the way the story was told, you would have known who I was talking about.”
“Well, anyways, everything worked out. So, how have they been these last few years?”
“Great it seems.” Sunset stopped, stepping back to mostly keep the sidewalk clear for others as they moved up and down the path.
“Wait, you don’t know?”
“Well, I was just short of getting under the full swing of my game and business. I helped them when and where I could, teaching them what they needed to know. And helped them to get a small place of their own. After they moved out, my game was launched, I kept in touch for as few weeks, then my business really took off. At least, everything seemed like it was going well, till recently.”
“Oh, did something happen? Wait, are you seeking my help because of them?”
“Well, uh... I uh, fell on hard times. The game I made and launched was just recently met with backlash. I am going through a lawsuit right now-”
“Harsh.”
“Yep. Anyways, there were very few people I could turn to. Out of all the people I know, and live in this area, are you, your friends, the Dazzlings, and a couple of former class mates. They didn’t seem to want to do anything with me. One of them was part of the lawsuit, so all that left me with was either you, or the Dazzlings. I called them first, about ready to give up. I admit, though I was scared.”
Sunset waited for more as he seemed to be thinking, “Scared, of...” She prompted him.
“Scared they might think I was trying to hold what I did for them to try and force them to help me.”
“Well, is that how they saw it?”
“No. It was a surprise and refreshing, but then something happened.”
“Well, I have a couch, and it seems you already have no qualms about sleeping under the same roof as three hot women.” She grinned as he blushed.
“No, I haven’t screwed up in that way... Yet.”
“Uh oh, I don’t like how that sounded ominous. Are you up to something? Did you sleep with one of them?” Max made a face for each question she fired off in quick succession. Sunset’s eyes went wide, “Did you sleep with one of them?”
“Uh... Technically?”
“No, no, no. See, there is no technically, either you slept with one or you didn’t. I mean, come on, it may not be as bad as long as you didn’t have sex either.” Sunset looked up to see his heavy blush, his eyes looking down at the ground.
“Oh, well there goes the respect I had for you. I thought you said you were a gentleman? Geez, all men are fucking pigs.”
“Hey, come one... I... Fuck. Maybe it was a mistake to ask for help.” Sunset took a step back, and narrowed her eyes.
“Fine, you want help. Okay, I will try and help, so go on. Tell me everything, and don’t leave out any details." At this, Max seemed to choke, and coughed into an hand.
“Every detail, huh?”
Sunset leaned forward, “Every detail .”
They had made their way to a more peaceful area, finding a large park with several open spaces and a few empty picnic tables, on Max’s insistence.
“Then, I called you, to have my life threatened, again...”
Sunset’s face was red, and she was working to keep from showing her arousal.
“S-so, what about Adagio?”
“She seems to be staying away from me. Thank goodness.” the last words he mumbled out.
“So... Wow.” Sunset took a minute to gather her thoughts.
"Can’t help me huh? Yeah, I should have known better.”
“No, no. I uh. Well, no I may not be able to help. If you really want my opinion, with the understanding they only wanted meaningless sex, then I would say go for banging all of them as much as you could. Enjoy life-”
Max outright stared at Sunset.
“What? Dude, the situation you’re in is like, fucking hot. If I were you, I’d do them all. Hell, if you don’t want em, I know me and some others who would enjoy their company.” Sunset laughed and reached over and shut Max’s mouth that looked like it was about to come unhinged.
Max shook his head before laying it in a hand, “I think I’m going crazy.”
“Why do you say that?” Sunset was perplexed by his reaction.
“Never in my entire life have I ever gotten any attention like this. I barely used to catch any woman’s attention, and well, things always ended badly. Hell, I used to go without sex for years, even once I went 14 weeks without doing anything to myself. At least, that was the record until just before I met the Dazzlings. Once I got my business up and running, there was really no time for anything else, much less pleasure.” Max sighed with a slight grown.
“Damn. You really needed to get laid. So, how do you feel since they helped, blow away the cobwebs?” Max gave Sunset a flat stare at her horrible pun. “Okay, okay. So, tell me, what do you want to do?”
“If I knew that, I wouldn’t be asking for help. I don’t want them to feel like I’m using them, and well...” Max blushed as he remembered how he felt when Sonata kissed him. It wasn’t the sparks, people always went on about, but there was something he knew he felt with her.
“Well, if there is love, then you need to figure out who it’s for, though I think I know who it is. Now, from Aria’s reaction, perhaps you should try and be careful. You do seem like, at least, a decent guy.”
Max grunted with a nod, as he frowned in thought. He didn’t know if it was right to agree with everything, Sunset had told him, “Maybe, if I sat them all down, and talked to them at once...? No, that would just be asking for drama, and I’ve had enough of that in my life.”
Sunset raised an eyebrow, “What drama? Dude, there is no way you could have lived long enough to actually know drama.”
“Never mind, just stupidity in my past, created by yours truly.” Max replied with just a shrug. Sunset opted to let it go as she thought things through.
“You know, maybe you should take some time to search your own feelings and see how you feel about them.”
“Well, yea that’s what I’m trying to do. Sort of.”
“Sort of?”
“It’s kind of hard considering what happened the last day or so.” Sunset laughed, much to Max’s discomfort.
“You know, you’re a hoot. We should hang out more often.”
Max shrugged, “It would be nice to have more friends.”
“Well how about today? Do you have anything planned?”
“Well, no, actually I don’t.”
“Cool, well let’s go. Besides, I feel I kind of owe you after that coffee, it was actually really good.” Sunset said eyeing the long since empty container, "Which, I have to ask, how did you know I would like this kind of coffee if you're not a drinker?"
Max shrugged, "I didn't, I just picked something I have heard a few others say they like."
Author's Note
Sorry if there isn't anything good and sexy going on in this chapter. Should have more going on the next one. Hmm, can I give anyone any kind of a hint as to what the next one is all about?
Max walked through the door, his stomach heavy from the decent lunch he just shared with Sunset Shimmer, a smile gracing his face and his eyes heavy.
“I need to really get out more with more people that was fun.” He said to no one in particular.
As he walked into the living room he hesitated finding Adagio sitting on the couch watching a movie on the t.v in front of her. She was leaning against the arm of the couch, head on her arm. He wasn’t sure she was awake until she looked up, a smirk on her face. He was curious as to why she had a large blanket covering the entire couch as well as herself.
“Oh, hey.” He said, uncertainly. “So, what are you watching?”
“Nothing good, so far. Some really stupid zombie movie.”
“Let me guess, it’s a serial killer original?” To her nod, he shook his head with a grin, “Wow, you know, that channel is really only good when they show the classics.”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m waiting for, the first one is about some kind of creature that hides in the ice and snow of Antarctica, or something? It looked good, but I didn’t catch the name.”
“Ooh, are you in for a treat. Are they doing a back to back mid week murder?” He asked, slightly wondering who came up with such stupid cable titles to show when good movies were coming on. It was like they knew people only watched their channel for the really good stuff, but devised a way to keep people checking it out so they would end up occasionally watching the really bad movies mixed with semi decent B rated flicks.
“Bingo.” Adagio confirmed.
Before anything else could be said or done, there was a loud hoarse coughing, that tempered out to a loud miserable moan followed by a stuffed voice that cried out. “Adagio,” the voice whined, lengthening the vowels in a way that sounded very childish.
With a sigh, Adagio got up from the couch, before stretching, catching Max’s attention. When she removed her body from under the confines of the blanket, he could see her dressed in a pair of gray panties, and a white t that was cut just below her breasts. Her arms raised high over her body, reaching slightly higher as her eyes closed and she stood on the tips of her toes. The shirt moved with her shoulders up, the fabric brushing against what, Max now realized was a pair of unrestrained melons, as the rises of her nipples hardened from the caress and stuck out slightly further.
As his inspection continued, he could see little drops of sweat her and there all along the bare skin of her body, showing she had been under the blanket for a little while and it was a bit warmer than he would have first thought.
Adagio finished her stretch and turned moving around Max, the brush of her hand and hips against him left a pondering dilemma of whether it was on purpose or not. She made her way to the kitchen where Max heard a cabinet open and close and the water turn on filling a container with water. He made his way over to the couch and plopped down on the other side, legs crossed, arms settled over his lap trying to hide the erection that came up.
Adagio reappeared before vanishing into Aria’s bedroom. Max could hear more of the coughing and soft muffled voices. He stared at the screen, his eyes distant, not even attempting to hide his inability to focus. For the briefest moments, his mind turned back to the conversation he had earlier with Sunset on how he should just bang them all if it was meaningless sex.
‘Maybe I’m wrong about how Sonata was acting. Maybe she doesn’t want me for a relationship and I end up making things worse for myself and uncomfortable for them.’
Max looked up as he heard the door to Aria’s room open and close, finding Adagio carrying a small trash can filled to the top with wadded tissue.
“Is Aria sick?”
“Yeah, she didn’t wash the beach off, and apparently after enjoying herself last night, she ended up just passing out and woke this morning like she is now. Miserable, whining for attention, and all that.” She explained, raising her voice as she made her way to the kitchen where she removed the small bag and placed into the larger kitchen trash can, changed the lining and washed her hands.
Max couldn’t help but cringe slightly at the phrasing Adagio used. Did she know? Was she upset? Max shook his head as he decided on a response, “Sick siblings, aren’t they so fun to take care of?”
“Max, I don’t know what led you to believe we are related, but we are not.” She said as she made her way back to the living room.
It took another minute or so for Adagio to finish and wash her hands once more before settling back onto the couch. She took a few seconds of, to Max’s discomfort, exceptionally wiggling her ass to get back under the blankets.
They settled in watching the movie, seeing the obvious fake blood that was spewing across walls in some shopping store. Max raised an eyebrow and looked down as he felt something brush against his leg.
“Am I in your way, Adagio?” He asked, trying to be a little playful, but also maintaining as much innocence as possible.
“Yeah pretty much, I was completely laid out comfortably under the blanket before you plopped your ass on the couch.”
“Holding no punches there?”
“Hey, I had to call in sick to take care of her. I am not in a pleasant mood at the moment.”
Max opened his mouth to apologize when a thought struck him, and hiding the mischievousness he had in mind he simply smiled. He nodded and stood, grabbing a pair of shorts and vanished into Sonata’s room. He made a quick change not bothering to go into the bathroom since, one, Sonata was still at school for a few more hours; and two, Aria may need to run to the bathroom in case she got sick.
Max just tossed his pants onto his pile of stuff before moving to the end of the couch and finding her feet, he lifted them up. Adagio turned her head, a small scowl on her face, as if she wanted to argue. She said nothing as he plopped back down, making himself comfortable and grabbing her legs, he placed them over himself and covered up under the blanket.
While Max ensured he was comfortable and turned his attention to the end of the zombie flick, he left a hand on one of Adagio’s leg for comfort, while the other he easily laid on the arm of the couch.
Adagio bit her bottom lip having the feel of his hand on her leg, the heat emanating from it was not just working her body to sweat, but it was also working to get her turned on. Her mind began to drift as her thoughts became filled with lustful images of Max and her together. Lightly she began to rub a foot along Max’s leg. She was not sure if he would do anything.
The opening scene of the next movie began showing the occasional opening credits in white and darkness in the background. Max felt the soft skin of Adagios bare foot rubbing lightly on his leg. With the slightest smirk, never taking his eyes from the unfolding scenes and lightly ran his hand up along her leg a few inches and back.
A chill ran through her body, allowing goosebumps to rise along her skin. Adagio began to move her foot a little more before finding it brush against something hard from Max’s lap. In shock she turned to look at max as his hands continued to move as before. She saw nothing but the side of his face and a small smirk. Looking down, she could not see anything, but as she continued to brush her foot along the raised member under his shorts, she could see it in her minds eye.
After stroking with her foot back and forth, Max glanced down to the mound moving under the blankets before allowing his eyes to move up along the faint silhouette of her body beneath the blanket. As he reached the point where he knew his hand was, he began to move his hand along with his eyes, the grin on his face growing wicked.
Adagio shivered as she felt his hand begin to move up along her leg. She could not help but to briefly close her eyes and let out a small moan. As she opened her eyes, she could see Max had leaned forward, and was staring her directly into her eyes as his hand moved up to her outer thigh.
He wasted no time in allowing his fingers to explore her lower body without going straight for the prize she was trying her best to keep locked. Adagio looked at him, a finger held between her teeth, her eyes half lidded, and the smallest blush on her cheeks. Max slid his fingertips across the smooth surface of Adagios skin from her hips to her stomach, staying just out of reach of her breasts.
Adagio took a quiet breath, closing her eyes and raising her head against the arm of the couch as his fingers slid over her body.
The sound of coughing, and a familiar miserable voice called, halting the two. Max lowered his head against the blanket, trying to muffle his laughter.
Adagio huffed as her eyes flew open. If she didn’t care for Aria, she would have choked the girl for peace and quiet to enjoy this. It did not take long for Max to pull away, and angrily Adagio removed the blanket and stood. She went to check on Aria and her condition, straining to sound consoling and thoughtful.
Max went back to watching the movie on the television, finding he had missed the entire opening and beginning of the movie. Shortly after he turned his attention to it, he heard movement near him and suddenly a face surrounded by curly orange hair with a few streaks of golds in it blocked his view.
“We are not done.” Adagio simply said before standing straight and heading to the kitchen.
Raising an eyebrow Max pondered what should happen next. His thoughts seemed to center around liking the idea of Adagio jumping onto his lap. He took a moment to look over to the empty hallway and waited. He could hear Adagio’s voice, though she kept it low, no doubt getting pissed about the whole situation. He did not have to wait much longer as he saw Adagio leave the kitchen, arms full of four plastic bottles of water, an entire unopened sleeve of crackers, half a loaf of bread and a new box of tissues. She went into Aria’s room and was gone for several minutes.
Once more, Adagio emerged from the bedroom and went to the kitchen.
Silently, without realizing it, without even processing another thought, Max stood and made his way to the kitchen where the sound of running water could be heard in the pursuing silence of the apartment.
Turning the corner, he could see Adagio washing her hands. In that second he moved grabbing her and pinning her to the wall, a brief look of fear on her face.
“The fuck are you doing?” Adagio demanded.
Max leaned in, letting up the pressure on her arms, ensuring he wasn’t going to hurt her. “Don’t you mean, ‘Who the fuck am I doing’?” he asked before pressing his lips on hers. Adagio for her efforts had some of the fullest, softest lips he had ever encountered. He continued assaulting her mouth before moving his hands from her arms and moved them down to her hips.
Adagio could only return the kiss, while wrapping her arms around his neck. A second later, she could feel her lower body be pulled forward, as Max began to grind their hips together. The sensation of his hard on only made her draw him even further to his mouth as she could feel herself once more getting wet.
Without waiting for more, Max moved faster than Adagio would have thought as he pulled away from her lips and tongue, pressing her back against the wall and dropping to his knees taking her panties with him.
Adagio smiled and began to spread her legs and place her hands on his shoulders.
Max quickly brushed her hands away before standing, shoving one hand between her legs, a finger quickly finding her sex and giving it a few steady strokes. For her part, Adagio took in a quick breath sounding like a hiss from the surprise. She moved her hands from his shoulders, only dropping them a few inches to cover his chest before digging her nails into his flesh.
She was already wet, but not quit enough as he made a few more passes under her. He moved his fingers, deftly using his index finger and ring finger to pry her lips open and slide his middle finger into her just to the first joint. He moved it forward slowly, watching Adagio as she opened her mouth in a quiet scream and lean her head into his shoulder. As he reached the apex of her sex he removed his finger, leaving an almost cold feeling until he connected it to her once more further back. He repeated this once more, before sliding his finger further to the second joint.
Max had meant to continue the teasing, but after a long whine from Adagio, he watched as she moved both of her hands down to his single one and manipulate his finger to move into her further. She took a few seconds to slide him in and out now that she was wetter, making him see she wanted more. So, he waited until she released his hand and followed her physical instructions a few times. Once he was sure she was ready to work a rhythm with the way her hips were barely moving he removed his fingers.
Adagio cried out when she felt him remove his finger from her. He had just started to help her in the build up, as the heat began to gather. She looked up, a glower on her face, until he used his free hand that had been hanging at his side press her back against the wall. His placed his hand just along the top of her shoulder, where he moved his thumb under her chin and used his own physical direction to have her look at him.
Her eyes widened as he lifted the hand that had been working on her pussy, his three fingers glistening in the light of the kitchen and brought them to his lips. There he stuck out his tongue, his eyes never leaving hers, and began to lick at her juices.
As max lifted his tongue to his fingers and tasted Adagio, he could feel his mouth water, and his stomach grumble just the faintest bit as the part of his mind that wanted the sexual encounter to let itself take over. Again he slowly ran his tongue up his fingers, this time going one at a time, his eyes taking in her squirming. Then he settled to allow his tongue to go between his fingers, licking up, twisting his tongue around, folding it back on itself, and anything else he could do to manipulate the muscle.
Adagio let out several whimpers, her body wanting him, as she felt herself begin to trickle her juices. By comparison she did not let loose as Aria, and Sonata did, but at this point of teasing, she knew she was ready to take him.
Max dropped his arm to his side, his eyes staring deep into her eyes. To him, Adagio looked disappointed that his hand did not return a she moved his other hand away as well. With her no longer pinned, Adagio moved forward, reaching to Max, only to find him take a step back from her, his eyes never wavering, never looking away.
“Damn you, Max. Why would you dare to tease me like that if you aren’t going to have the balls finish the job.” She said, her voice shaking in fury. It took all of her willpower to keep from screaming, even to keep from striking him in the face.
What then surprised her, was how fast his hand moved, gripping his fingers just under her chin. In the split second she caught the movement of his hand reaching for her, she was afraid he was going to wrap his fingers around her throat.
“Bedroom, now.” His voice did not suggest, nor did it plea, or ask. It was a command, and one, despite her wanting to not give in could not help but to heed him. She nodded silently and stepped around him and made her way from the kitchen.
She glanced back over her shoulder and was not surprised to find him right behind her, yet what did surprise her was how quiet he was. Not just by the way he was being stoic, but even his movements were silent as he walked behind her. He did not drag his feet, allowing the sound of the carpet brushing against them, nor did he stomp.
Adagio looked forward again as she came to her door and opened it. Inside her room was mostly dark, a little bit of light seeping through the dark purple curtain covering the window over the head of her bed. Her bed itself was large taking up almost all of the space on one side of her room. It’s coverings nice and neatly made, corners creased and also tucked in between the mattress and box spring below held in a metal frame. Her blanket was a dark crimson red, the Egyptian cotton sheets hidden away the same color as well. To the left and end of her bed was a large dresser, the right, a door to her own personal bathroom next to the closet.
All this she knew without having to look around, and made her way to the side of her bed and stood there. She turned as she heard her door close to see Max there, hand hesitating on the handle, his eyes not even bothering to take in her room. As he stared at her, she began to feel uncomfortable and looked away. Her chest heaved, swelling her already large breasts ever so much more. She had wanted this, wanted him, since she knew he had been with Aria, yet some part of her cringed under his stare.
“So, are you going to stay there, staring at me? I am starting to feel a little cold.” As if to show proof, she shivered slightly, the sweat that had, multiple times come from the pores of her skin had begun to drop her body temperature. As well, she was craving his body over hers, forcing more of her moans, and cries from her throat.
A blush erupted on her face as she tried and failed to halt her thoughts.
Rather than say anything, Max reached down and removed his shorts in one swift motion, before tossing his head towards her bed. Adagio climbed up onto the bed and began to move the blanket back and crawl under; She made sure during the entire time, she moved her hips as seductively as she could before throwing her best come hither look over her shoulders as she carefully crawled to the top of the bed and settled underneath.
Max wasted no time making his way over to her bed before climbing over to her. His mouth opened as if to say something, then closed most of the way to lean forward and kiss Adagio once again. Her body felt as if a furnace had suddenly turned on as their lips continued to connect, their tongues wrestling. She could faintly taste herself as they continued, before she felt the blanket being pulled away.
He listed himself away and grabbed her shirt, carefully pulling it up. Adagio lifted her arms to allow him to clear it from her body where he caught her arms by twisting the shirt just slightly. As he did this, he locked her arms over her head and blinded her with the fabric, it was slightly uncomfortable, yet she could move her shoulders and arms just ever so slightly.
Adagio nearly screamed in pleasure and fearful excitement as she felt lips on her breasts. She knew it was him, yet being held like this, and not being able to see him physically brought out just enough fear for her mind to play around with the effect of a stranger in her bed. Then she realized, she technically did have a stranger in her bed. She knew Max, yet she also did not know him, and certainly neither her body, nor her bed knew him. This, however, seemed about to change as he continued, now twirling his tongue around her nipples, before sucking on them a little hard.
“Please, go a little easy on those.” She pleaded quietly, not wanting to have the effect of bruised nipples.
Max seemed to understand as when he went to suckle on her again, it was nowhere near as hard, and even gentle. She shivered more as she felt lips, tongue, and teeth caressing her breasts and nipples.
Just as it seemed he was not going to release her, and her arms began to go numb, he finished removing her shirt. Adagio thankfully lowered her arms feeling the blood rush back into the, the tips of her fingers tingling.
Max seemed to offer an apologetic look as he went in for another kiss.
‘The hell is it with you and teasing me? I wonder if you did this to Aria as well.’
She felt a finger brush down along her body before it came to rest between her legs, slowly pressing into her. With a moan, Adagio opened her legs slightly to allow him better access. He did not take long to begin to work his fingers, helping to wet her sex.
Before she knew it, he pulled away and yanked her legs slightly, drawing her down further, before letting them go. Adagio flashed him a smile as she lifted a leg and playfully ran her foot along his side.
With a grin, Max moved in between her legs, before she wrapped them around him. HE did not wait before pressing his head against her slit, moving it around to spread her fluids over him, leaving a strange feeling. When he was sure they were ready, max eased himself in. Both let out a moan, the feeling of the others body and heat nearly overwhelming.
Max and Adagio began their dance on the bed, their bodies pushing and pulling, the sounds of their voices rising and falling in pitch during heightened moments, and falling at other times. They continued, even when Adagio felt herself climaxing twice, before he came even once. She thought it might be it, yet, after a few breathes, sweat dripping down his body, Max would then take a couple of tentative thrusts. Adagio was surprised to find him once more hardening within her before they began a new dance. In time, the two found their way across the entirety of the bed, the sheets being pulled up into a crumpled mess around their bodies, the blanket sometimes covering them, and other times being thrown off.
The two were so busy with each other, nothing else seemed to matter, and thus did not think to come close to looking at the time.
The blanket had finally met its end on the floor, the sheets fully pulled from every corner oft he bed, and haphazardly hanging off the side of the bed. Adagio moaned as she lifted her body up, her hands keeping her steady with Max beneath her before she allowed herself to drop down feeling herself becoming completely filled. She glanced down as she continued this slow movement, and smiled at the multiples of red lines across his body from where her nails had dug into his flesh. A few spots her and there she noticed tiny dried red spots of blood. This had turned to being a good day, as she finally accomplished what she wanted, Max in her bed, and more in fact, deep within her.
One final rise and fall and Adagio threw back her head, as they both met their final climax. They had been working hard with this one, allowing each other to build and just before reaching the point of no return they would ease back. Adagio let out a satisfied rush of air before allowing herself to settle next to Max, her hand draped across his body.
“Max? Adagio?” They heard from the door.
The two looked up from the bed to see Sonata there, eyes filled with tears, a hand across her mouth. Before either could say anything, she slowly closed the door. The could hear her quiet sobs fade as she made her way from the door.
“Oh no.” Max uttered as he quickly removed himself from Adagio’s side and ran out the door after her on unsteady legs.
Adagio sat up, a perplexed look on her face, “What the fuck was that about?” She asked to the empty space around her.
Max ran out of the room, uncaring that he was naked, all he cared about was the fact that Sonata was upset after seeing him with Adagio, and it made him feel no better than the scum of the world. Across the living room, he moved, until he came to Sonata’s room. He thought he would walk right into her room, only to smash his face against the door as he grabbed the handle, turned it and found it locked.
He took a step back, putting a hand up to his nose as he checked it. Knowing there was nothing broken, he checked the door again, to find it still locked. With a sigh, he raised a fist and rapped on the door. He listened for a few seconds as the silence became pronounced.
With a low groan he placed his hand on the door, thinking to knock once more, then to think better of it. The feeling in Max was overwhelming defeat as his head pressed against the door.
“So, care to explain what that was all about?” Came a cold voice from behind him.
Cringing, Max turned to see Adagio standing there, arms crossed, hips set to one side, and a not so friendly look on her face.
Shaking his head in frustration Max turned to reply, “I honestly don’t know. I-I really have no idea.” he finished lamely.
“Well, I know you and Aria had your little fun, and you and I just finished ours, but you and Sonata? This I don’t believe. Now, tell me, what the fuck did you do to her?”
Max turned to the couch, putting his hand on the back of his head, his eyes darting around trying to gather his thoughts. “If you know, Aria and I were together last night, did why did you want to be with me?”
“Answer my question first, it may save your life if you tell the truth.”
She wasn’t going to budge, Max could tell, and gave a grunt shrugging, “Fine. You want to know? After Aria and I were together last night, we were going to take a shower together to clean up. I was the first in, and Sonata came in and climbed into the shower with me. When Aria found us, she asked Sonata about it and in response she kissed me,” He explained taking a quick look to see her response. When she didn’t say or do anything, he continued, “Well, Aria basically said if I do anything to hurt her, the two of you would make sure I would suffer before ending my life.”
“You’re damn right we are.”
“I don’t blame you, except I didn’t do anything to hurt her last night. In case you didn’t realize it, what happened was I broke her heart without realizing it. Damn it, I knew I should have taking this a lot slower and tried to fucking talk to the three of you.”
“What did you do in the shower, and after?” With a shrug, Max gave a quick explanation without too many details, including calling Sunset Shimmer for advice.
“Get your clothes, go in my room and get dressed.” She said. Max looked at Adagio incredulously, unsure if he heard her correctly. “Do I need to repeat myself?” She asked, and with a jerk of his head, Max grabbed some of his clothes from near his bag and exited the living room and into her room.
Once done, Max left the bedroom unsure of what to do. That is until he spotted the door open just a crack to Sonata’s room.
‘I’m already the bad guy, what the hell.’ He thought as he took a step forward. As he did so, he could feel his mind fight him, he knew what was right and what was wrong. He had always done his best to do what was right in his eyes, especially when it came to others. With a sigh, shoulders sagging, Max turned to sit at the couch, until he heard the quiet sobbing, and Sonata’s voice.
“...Isn’t fair. Why? What is wrong with me?” This quieted everything in his mind as he moved forward, quietly to listen. Any would look down upon him for disrespect of anothers personal space and privacy, yet to Max, if he were to make things right, he needed to know truth no matter the cost.
“Sonata, there is nothing wrong with you.” He heard Adagio trying her best to reassure the girl.
“Then why? Why is it always you and Aria, but never me.”
“Oh, he is so dead.” Came a growl. Max could have sworn the attitude reminded him of Aria, yet the voice was different. It took a second for him to remember how sick she was.
“Aria, don’t. Listen, I am sure he didn’t mean anything by what he did. Maybe he has a reason, and besides, he... He doesn’t know what happened.” At Adagio’s hesitance, Sonata began to cry again.
“Then tell me what happened,” Max said as he opened the door. Aria seemed to jump as he made his presence known, making her swear under her breath.
“It’s not as easy as that-” Adagio began.
“Oh? It’s okay to tell me a little bit of your past, but its not right to tell me why she is hurting? I know that is my fault, but it would be better to understand everything. Maybe I won’t mess up so bad next time. If there is ever a next time.”
The three girls were quiet for a few minutes, before Adagio turned to Sonata who seemed to give an affirmation.
“Fine,” Adagio confirmed. She turned to Max, holding Sonata close, and began to tell him what had happened. She didn’t hold back either, she told him the entire situation, whether it was to break Max, to see his reaction, or what, he couldn’t tell. Max stood listening, arms crossed, a blank look on his face.
When she finished, Adagio looked at Max, trying to gauge his reaction. After a few minutes of silence, the three sirens exchanging glances to each other.
Max lowered his arms and moved over to Adagio and Sonata, where he knelt in front of the two.
“Sonata,” Max said, a look of deep sorrow and understanding more in his eyes than anything, “There is nothing wrong with you. You were hurt, and for that, there is nothing I can do to help you except to offer my heart.”
Adagio and Aria stared disbelievingly at Max as he moved forward and wrapped his arms gently around the blue haired girl. After a few seconds, Sonata wrapped her arms around Max in turn and cried into his chest. Max allowed her, while turning and placing a small kiss on the top of her head.
“Sonata, I’m sorry that I hurt you.”
“Y-you didn’t,” she cried, pausing as she took a breath, “It’s just not fair that you were willing to be that close to Aria, and Adagio, but not me.”
“It’s not that I wasn’t willing. I,” Max paused, seeming uncertain how to continue, “I sometimes goes by instinct, or how I feel in certain situations. When I go by instinct, it goes well for me, and with you three. I went with what I felt, and could sense in turn from you. If I feel there is something you want from me, something subtle, yet demanding, and I can give it, then i will. If, however, something tells me that its one thing that you want, but there is more, something deeper, I will go by that. That is when I feel you are opening yourself to me, I feel trust by you, whether it is intentional or not.
“Aria,” Max turned to look at her, “You wanted me, and you wanted a man who was going to take you, yet, there was uncertainty in you. Don’t ask how I knew, but the way your body reacted... I couldn’t be what you wanted, so I was who I am. Adagio, you wanted...” Adagio raised an eyebrow as she waited, “Dominance. So, that was why I acted as I did to you. Sonata,” again he halted, though for longer, as if he truly did not know what to say, “For you, there was something I was uncertain of.”
“What?” She asked, wanting him to continue.
“Did... When you kissed me in the shower last night, what did you feel?”
Sonata blinked up at him, unsure what he meant, “I felt like I was floating.” She finally answered.
“Aria, Adagio, how did you feel when I was with you?” The other sirens were silent, uncertain how to describe their experience.
Until they both seemed to answer at the same time, “Annoyed.” The two stopped and looked at each other, as Max raised an eyebrow.
“Why?”
“The teasing,” again in unison.
Max grinned and rolled his eyes, “Well, No matter how I try to please another, I always seem to let who I am out. I like teasing, it helps to heighten everything for me. Now, back to the matter at hand. Sonata?” He looked into her eyes, and a smile appeared, “Rather than just sex, would you do em the honor of going out on a date?”
“Okay,” She said a smile gracing her features.
The smile seemed to lighten her, allowing her glow before she threw her arms around Max and kissed him full on the lips.
“Well, Aria, looks like we got left out in the cold for this.”
“I’d like to say we could do better, but I doubt that. Sonata, you best keep an eye on him, or else we are going to take him from you.” Aria warned with her usual smirk.
“Oh, come on, you really wouldn’t do that to us, would you?” Max asked.
To this, Sonata merely laughed, “Are you kidding me? They are the only ones I would bother to even share you with, otherwise, you’re all mine.”
“Wait wha-” Max was cut off as Sonata kissed him again, and the other two sirens laughed and made their way over to hug the two soon to be lovers.
Dear Diary,
Well, it’s been three months now since Max and I started dating. Not only that, but right after our first date, the girls and I convinced him to move in with us. Of course, I won’t let him out of my room.
Adagio and Aria love teasing him, watching him squirm. Then again, I can’t complain myself, since our first night together, Max has really let go of many things, and when they tease him... I shudder just thinking about it. They say its for all the teasing he did to them, the only thing he does to get back is just make a few jokes at their expense.
Oh yeah, School is going great so far, we are just ending our Summer semester. I’m glad we are, though, because the work has been really hard, but most of all, Aria was able to get a leading role in an opera. We are heading out tonight to go watch her. Max looks amazing in his tuxedo, we agreed we need to do more to see him dressed up more often.
Oh, it’s almost time to go, I need to finish putting up my hair. I promise I’ll write again tonight to talk about how the play went for Aria.
Love,
Sonata.
Max watched out the side of the mirror as Sonata stood in her sky blue dress, and heels and made her way to the bathroom. Once the door was closed, he grinned and walked over to the diary she had left open. He had kept out of her business, but he wanted to do something for her that was special, and no matter how many times she wanted him to repeat his love for her, he wanted to make sure, she would always have a way to see how he felt as well.
He picked up the diary and moved the thin cord that was the page marker. He scanned the page she had just written in it and smiled. She was very excited, and he hoped what he planned on writing would be worth the scolding he would get. ‘Besides,’ He thought suddenly, ‘Make up sex is awesome.’
He grabbed the pen that was still on the bed, settled down at the desk he had put nearby for is computer and turned to the next page and began to write.
Once he was done and read it over, he nodded and returned the diary back to where it was and back to the page she last had it on and moved back to stand by the door. He only waited for what seemed to be seconds before Sonata emerged from the bathroom.
While fixing her hair into a twist bun, she had slipped in an old bamboo strip he had picked out for her from an old shop. It was painted black with a gold cloud dragon from the folklore. It was said to bring good luck and fortune to the wearer, but Max didn’t care about that, he just knew it would look good on her. Sure enough, as he looked, he knew she looked amazing and beautiful, and whatever other words his half functioning brain could come up with at that moment.
Sonata blushed as Max continued staring, “S-so, what do you think?” She asked.
“That dress isn’t very expensive right? Because once we get back, it’s going to be in pieces.” Max said.
Sonata grinned and made her way to the door, as she went to pass Max, she slowed enough to run her fingers along his jawline, “Promises, promises. But, if you behave, I’ll make sure we enjoy ourselves completely tonight.” With a wink, she blew him a kiss before vanishing from the room.
Max had to take a minute to even out his breathing, he could certainly have stalled them by running out there and taking her now. She would have complained afterwards if he made them late to see Aria. He left to find Adagio and Sonata waiting for him at the door, which he let out a sigh.
“You know, just because I’m in a suit, doesn’t mean I’m your chauffeur.”
The two laughed, “Aw, poor, Max. Don’t worry, I’m sure when we get back, Sonata will ride you.”
Max merely rolled his eyes and fished out his keys as he made his way past them. He stopped at the door to open and it and bow, placing one arm across his stomach, hand open facing out the door. “Ladies,” He offered in his best voice. They laughed again and made their way out the door where they stopped to wait for him to lock up. All three headed down the stairs to his car.
The ride across town didn’t take long before they were able to find the opera house Aria was going to be performing.
For the last entire week she had been heading off early in the morning for preparations for costumes, make up, and last minute rehearsals to ensure everyone was still on par. She went in early, got home late, and practically passed out, usually barely able to make it past the couch. At one point, Max had left Sonata’s room for water in the middle of the night and found Aria passed out on the floor. That had certainly raised a few alarms for all of them. They began to work together to help her once they were able to.
The three made their way in, showing their tickets and finding their seats. The inside of the Opera was amazingly large and spacious, curtains and old fashioned lamps were set everywhere for atmosphere, though the lamps were no longer used since specialized energy efficient lights were installed.
Despite the low roar of the audience in their anticipation, Max, Adagio, and Sonata were able to enjoy their own conversation, that varied from their excitement, to their concerns, to what they planned on doing afterwards.
Minutes passed before the house lights flashed to indicate the start of the show. Everyone settled as the lights dimmed, the curtains opened, and with the music, the first of the singers and actors emerged. Everything somehow felt surreal to Max, as he had never seen an opera before. It was captivating so often, yet the only problem he had, was understanding the singing that was in another language. Yet, he could still grasp everything by the actions and motions of all those on stage.
Max did not know how long he sat there, eyes wide, taking in as much as he could before the end came. He had enjoyed every second Aria had been out there in front of everyone. He showed his enthusiasm as the lights rose up and there came a standing ovation. Max was the first to jump to his feet and clap as hard as he could.
They waited for things to clear out some before agreeing that Max and Aria would meet Adagio, and Sonata out front and head on home.
Max had to work through the crowd a bit before he could find his way backstage. As he wandered a bit, he was confronted by someone, and before they had a chance to toss him out, Aria walked over and excused him.
“What are you doing back here, Max? Shouldn’t you be waiting for me with Sonata, and Adagio?” She asked while looking up into the mirror.
Max looked around the small changing room and grinned, “Well, yes, but I thought it might be polite to walk you out. I also wanted to tell you in person, I thought you were great.”
“Yeah, I heard you clapping over everyone else.”
“Wait, you could actually hear me? I know I was clapping loud, but-”
“I’m just messing with you, max. Though, thank you for the enthusiasm.” Aria assured him.
It didn’t take much longer for Aria to finish with everything, ensuring she left all the props in the room, before they made their way out. It was little concern how late it was, until they got outside to look for Adagio, and Sonata.
“Wonder where they went? Do you think they might be over at the car already?”
“No, I parked right over there, see?” Max said, pointing through the lamp lit street to where he had parked. After waiting for Aria, nearly everyone had already left, so there were few people out outside this late.
Max and Aria decided to look around to see where the girls might be.
“I said give me all of your shit you stupid bitch.” Max stopped as he heard the gruff demanding voice. He stepped forward to the corner of the brick building next to the Opera house where the first alley was positioned. As he peered, his eyes widened as he spotted a man in dark clothing facing his back to the street, and he could barely make out the bright hair of Adagio, and Sonata. A second later, the man began to threaten them again, where Max spotted something shining in his hand.
Adagio stood there, facing the man, a scowl on her face, she had Sonata behind her protecting her.
Max saw something threatening the people he loved and cared for, and he’d be damned to stay hiding like a coward. Stalking forward, he was not even aware of how quiet he was being, until he was just out of reach of the man when Adagio glanced over his shoulder. At that second, Max kicked a rock he had not seen, and startled the man turned to face him.
“The fuck are you doing? What, you want some of this?” The man demanded brandishing the knife.
Max saw the blade as it moved back and forth, seeming to slow slightly as it passed in front of his eyes. His fists clenched, Max let out a low growl.
“The fuck is wrong with you?” The man demanded coming at Max swinging the blade.
For his part, Max only reacted as he moved slightly, grabbing the mans arm with the knife and let him follow through, while sticking out his leg and tripping the man. The effect sending the man sprawling to the ground.
“Are you two alright?” Max asked, trying to keep from taking his eyes from the man as he pulled himself up.
“Yeah, just peachy, what the hell took you two so long?”
Max gritted his teeth, wishing he knew how to fight. The best he knew he could do was trust his instinct and hope he could convince this guy to leave, and soon.
Yet, as the man rose up, he began to turn, removing something from under coat. Max watched, almost in slow motion as the man pulled it out, and without another thought, he jumped forward.
The man grunted trying to push Max back and turn the gun on him. Through their struggle, Max did his best to keep the mans arms from using the gun. As they turned, the man glanced over and narrowed his eyes. Max knew what was coming, and in his mind he saw the flash of the muzzle as it went off, shooting either Adagio or Sonata. Frightened, his heart painfully pounding he released the man’s one arm and used both to yank the gun.
In the darkness of the alley, there was a mute flash of light and the sound of a gunshot. One of the men grunted, and the sound of a woman screaming echoed off the walls. Aria came running around the corner, as the man in the dark clothing brushed past her and ran full on across the street.
Aria turned to see Adagio and Sonata moving over to a dark lump in the middle of the alley.
“What happened?” she asked as she moved up near them, and stopped dead as she saw them turn over Max to his back, red spilling over the white under his tux. He was sweating, pain obvious on his face as it scrunched up, “Holy shit...”
“Aria, call for help.” Adagio demanded.
Sonata looked at the blood, a look of absolute fear on her face. Tears began to flow down her cheeks before she cried out for Max.
It took some time for the police and an ambulance to arrive, in the meantime, Adagio and Sonata tried to keep Max from bleeding out.
The paramedics did their part, before moving him onto a stretcher and then up and into the vehicle.
None of the girls were permitted to go with Max, so had to wait until the police took their statements, and were able to get a ride to the hospital.
It took some time for them to get help to find out where Max was. They were directed to the waiting room for the emergency intake area of the hospital when they explained the situation.
“How long is this going to take?” Adagio all but screamed as she paced the room. Aria was sitting in a chair next to Sonata, trying her best to keep her calm. They had been sitting in the waiting room for what was left of the night.
They all turned as one when a nurse came out of the back and spoke to someone at the desk.
“Excuse me, do you have any word on a man that was brought in for a gunshot wound?” Adagio asked as she went up to the nurse.
“Can’t say, sorry. I have been assigned to the childrens ward. There are doctors who are no doubt working their best to do what they can. Why don’t you go home?” With that the nurse grabbed a clipboard from the counter and immediately made her way to the back.
“Adagio, i-is Max going to die?” Sonata asked, halted only by a brief sob.
Adagio closed her eyes, she didn’t know what to say, but she didn’t want to have Sonata upset and worrying over Max, more than they were. Yet, she also knew it would not be right to lie to her, “I don’t know, Sonata, but what i do know, is he is strong. He is bound to fight for everything he’s worth, and he’ll do it for you.”
At that moment, a doctor walked through the door and straight to the girls where he stopped looking over a clipboard, “I’m sorry to say this, but he isn’t going to make it.”
All three women stared in shock, as the doctor adjusted his glasses, Sonata began to wail. Aria, trying to hold back her tears, did her best to hold Sonata. Adagio sputtered, “What do you mean he isn’t going to make it?”
“Yes, I apologize, but the surgery failed on your husbands brain tumor-”
“Whoa, wait a second. We are not here for a husband, or someone in surgery for a brain tumor.”
The doctor checked his clipboard before looking up at Adagio, “Your not Mrs. Winston, her for her husbands surgery?”
“No you asshole!” Adagio screamed in his face.
“Oh, well this is embarrassing,” the doctor with a light chuckle as he made to walk past her. Aria and Sonata had to jump from their seats to hold Adagio back from attacking and strangling the man.
“Come on, just let me-” Adagio struggled, “We know how to hide the body-”
“Adagio no, we need to stay here until we can see Max,” Aria pleaded. With a frustrated grunt she surrendered.
Another doctor walked out, and glanced around, he was younger than the first one, and called out, “Is there someone here for the man named Maxwell Hammond?”
The three stopped their struggles and turned to the doctor, “That would be us.”
“Oh, good,” he said as he approached the three, “Well we were able to remove the bullet, nothing too serious. Maxwell is sleeping right now, you can go in and see him if you want. I must warn you though, he will need to spend some time to make sure he is healing properly, has plenty of rest, and doesn’t wind up with any kind of infection. Though, he should be set for release soon, a week or so, depending.”
The three breathed a sigh of relief and followed the doctor to the back of the hospital. They had to work their way through a long white corridor, with occasional colors on the walls, and signs overhead for directions for various people, nurses, and doctors. After several minutes, the doctor stopped in front of a door and turned to the three women who had followed him.
“I will also let you know, later today we will be moving him from the patients wing of the emergency area to another part of the hospital.” He waited until the three women nodded, before opening the door for them.
Inside the room, they found Max covered in a blanket, a few machines hooked up to him, eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slowly. The girls surrounded his bed and looked down with tears streaked faces.
Sonata took his hand in hers and held it up to her cheek, “Please, Max, wake up. Don’t leave us, don’t leave me.”
Aria placed an arm around her shoulders. All three sat in silence, each hoping he would wake up with them so near. Nothing happened for several minutes before a nurse came in and spotted them.
“Sorry ladies, visiting time is over. Go on home.” All three were hesitant, but had no choice but to comply.
“What are we going to do now, Adagio?” Sonata asked as they walked through the door a couple of hours later.
“We wait. We can at least be glad he is still alive.” she replied before taking a seat on the couch with a long yawn.
Sonata huffed before walking into her room. There she saw the bed, still unmade from when they had gotten up the morning before. She was so tired as she walked over and laid down.
She closed her eyes, drawing the pillow next to her close. She could still smell the scent of his shampoo, and body wash. Sonata rolled over, to find herself smacked in the face with something hard. She opened her eyes to find her diary had fallen over from the pile of blankets and smacked her in the face. Angrily she chucked it at the wall.
“Sonata, what happened?” Aria asked walking in, Adagio right behind her.
“It’s not fair, why, why did that have to happen? Why couldn’t we still have our amulets, we could have kept that guy from hurting Max.”
“Sweetie, I know, but look at it this way, if we still had our amulets, we would never have met him.” Adagio said stepping forward.
Aria walked over and picked up the book when she spotted it, her eyes went wide when she saw what was there. “Sonata,” She began, her voice quiet, “this is for you.”
Sonata sat up, and took the diary as it was handed over. There, on a page that was bent, right after her last entry the day before, was an entry from Max, for her.
Dear Sonata,
I hope you are not mad at me for writing this. I don’t have enough time to really think things through, plus you just stepped into the bathroom to finish getting ready for tonight. But, I want to share with you, my feelings. Not something I enjoy, but I want you to know, I love you. I think I always have, since you kissed me that night in the shower.
I never felt anything like it, and when you told me how you felt, I had to take a chance. This was why I asked you out, yet I also didn’t want to jump into a relationship and ruin things for us all.
Enough with just rambling. Sonata, I love you with all my heart, and I want you to know that I will always be there for you. No matter what, I will be there for you when you need me, because I would be willing to give my all for you. Not just you, Adagio and Aria as well, because without them, you wouldn’t be as happy.
Sonata, since I have been with all of you, I cannot remember a time I was happier. I can only hope to make each of you as happy, but more so you, Sonata.
Love you always,
Max
Sonata closed the diary and held it close to her chest as she quietly cried. Aria and Adagio went to her side and all three shared a hug.
“He loves us, all three of us.” She said quietly.
Adagio, Aria, and Sonata, all three took time to always make sure one of them was there with Max at the hospital. He was able to recover just enough by the end of the week to be released. Max was happy to be with Sonata when he was released and the two made their way back to the apartment.
They had him lay back on the couch to rest before all three disappeared into their respective rooms. Minutes passed as Max laid there with his eyes closed, the pain pills he had taken doing well to keep the pain to a dull ache.
“Ahem.” He looked up to the sound and spotted something he never imagined in his wildest dreams. Sonata, along with Adagio, and Aria were standing next to him all wearing nurses outfits.
“Well, I know I died, cause this has to be heaven.” All four shared a laugh before the girls all moved around Max, beginning to do their best to make him feel better.
Author's Note
Sigh. Yeah, go ahead and hate me for the ending. I know it's a little rushed and just a bit out of sync in some spots, but here it is.
Kids, don't try writing stories without sleep.