The Slash Of Truth: The Whispers From Under The Bed

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17:32pm.

Fruit Family Household.

Dear Dairy.

I’ve finished setting up the cameras around the mansion, three upstairs, five downstairs and two for the front and back of the house. I know there are already cameras set up before I came but, these are my cameras, no one can tamper with these because they are remotely controlled by my phone so if anything does pop up on the cameras at night, a notification will pop up on my phone letting me know which camera. I should have set them up as soon as I got there, I knew the history with this mansion but, I let my guard down. All I can do is hope that Cherry is okay.

As for Dime, I’ve had my suspicions about her but, this morning has only just confirmed them. I caught her talking to someone called David on the phone and having blood on her necklace. It doesn’t mean anything just yet but, I think it could lead to her. I’m not too sure.

Detective Sweetpea did make a good point about Dime Flit however, in the bedroom where Cherry had slept, there was no blood whatsoever, not one spot of it. As for the human on her phone, Sweetpea pointed out that she was a lawyer and David could be her client. It did make sense but, what was that blood? The blood was old and dry. She has to know something; I just have to figure out what.

Helly hasn’t come out of our room after that little squabble with Detective Sweetpea, I haven’t checked up on her yet, but I will as soon as I check out Dime’s room with Sweetpea. She is still reluctant about Dime being the one behind the disappearances but, I have convinced her to keep things between us two for now.

Now that I think of it, I have barely seen Fenton all day. The only time I have seen him was at breakfast and when we bumped into each other as I was heading up the stairs. He looked like he had a right cob on, I wonder why. I did hear him on the phone when I walked past his room, he wasn’t happy with whoever he was on the phone with.

Other than that, I have nothing else to report on. I hope I can look back in these notes and make a connection somehow, it has worked for me before, I only hope it works again. For my daughter’s sake.

Arctic and Sweetpea were waiting in the living room as they watch the news instead of Dime leaving however, it was Detective Shepard who wore a bland look. When asked where he was going by Detective Sweetpea, his answer was ‘out.’ Arctic didn’t like that answer one bit.

Eventually, Mrs Flit did leave while she was on her phone, talking in a passive-aggressive tone. Now it was their time to move.

“I can’t believe we are doing this.” Detective Sweetpea muttered, following Arctic up the stairs.

“What’s so unbelievable about checking out a suspect's room.” Arctic replied, reaching the top and looking back.

“The fact that I’m looking at Dime Flit as a possible suspect, you know… My boss’s brother’s wife. Shepard would have a fit if he ever caught me sniffing in Dime’s room.” Sweetpea said as if it wasn’t obvious, Arctic narrowed his eyes at that.

“That’s oddly unprofessional of him, isn’t he meant to treat everyone as a suspect that was at a crime scene? Why is that?” Arctic asked, crossing his arms and leaning against the railing expectingly.

“It’s how Shepard is, he’s defensive about the people he cares about, he loves his family and friends, and a crime scene won’t stop that.” She shrugged, reaching the top and looking back with a firm look. “But he won’t deny the truth if it was someone he cared about, even me. He takes his job seriously, it’s just… The truth hurts sometimes.”

“What do you mean by that?” Arctic tilted his head, finding what she said riveting. Sweetpea sighed.

“Nothing, I can’t go into his personal life like a fairy tale story, he has demons that I don’t want to get into.” The detective said, walking passed him. Arctic wanted to comment on that but, Arctic could relate. Arctic had many secrets that he has still yet to tell his wife, dark secrets that time and himself only know. He hoped that Shepard's demonswouldn’t blind him to finding his daughter.

Entering her room without a fuss, the two noticed how tidy the room was. It wasn’t unusual but, what was unusual was the amount of stuff that was in there.

“Detective… This is an awful lot of stuff for someone that was supposed to leave yesterday. Doesn’t look like she was going to leave at all.” Arctic muttered, looking around with confusion.

“I’ll give you that, it is unusual that they haven't packed in advance for the move away unless they planned to leave it all behind but, knowing the Flit Family, there is probably over a million dollars worth of stuff in here.” Detective said with apprehension, looking around as she saw the jewellery, clothes and accessories from both Clutch and Dime.

As they looked around, Arctic noticed a slightly open draw from a desk. He pulled the draw from the desk and saw something that actually excited him for a change. The tawny, aged wrinkles, the tilted handwriting that joined up together neatly; a note, a note that was possibly from Arctic’s past family. Wait… What was a note doing in their room? He pulled it out gently, careful to not to rip this treasure but, squinted in confusion as he read it.

What English word has three consecutive double letters?

What disappears as soon as you say its name?

What is found in every corner and two in every room?

I am long and hard, and you will happily spend money on me. After getting me, you feel a huge feeling of relief. What am I?

What has a face and two hands but no arms or legs?

John noticed that the amount he was paying for his lunch was a rearrangement of the digits of the amount of money he had in his pocket, and that the money he had left over was yet another rearrangement of the same three digits! How much money did John start with?

Double my number, I’m less than a score, Half of my number is less than four. Add one to my double when bakers are near, Days of the week are still greater, I fear.

This is it, my last test to you all. This is no ordinary test; however, this test will lead you to my dark secrets that the most cunning will only know. If you are not prepared; run and never tell a soul about this place but, if you fight this, just know that his name is Shasha. Forgive me for I did not know what I brought upon this mansion.

From Tangerine Fruit.

Arctic didn’t know what to say or do as he just gawked at this note. This was a note from his ancestor, his genius great, great, great, great grandfather. He wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. What did all this mean? What test is this? What dark secret? Who is Shasha? His astonishment was knocked away as he felt Sweetpea looking over his shoulder.

“What you got there?” The detective asked, her brows rising by the aging paper.

“This—this is a note from the great Tangerine.” Arctic muttered, his eyes never leaving the riddles.

“Uhh—who?” She asked, making Arctic snap his neck to her.

“Who? What do you mean who? One of the most successful archaeologists of all time! He explored the Zaru’s Tribe Tombs, he discovered The Lost City in the up-north gulley of the Glacial Ocean, he even discovered—”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it, he’s travelled the world, whoopty do, doesn’t mean I know who he is, I’m not into my history.” She deadpanned, interrupting his ranting. Arctic would have been offended but, since she was helping him, he would let it slide.

“Whatever, did you find anything on your end?” Arctic asked, folding the piece of paper carefully and placing it into his pocket.

“No, nothing out of the ordinary. As for the blood on her necklace, I found blood-stained tissues in the bin, she must have had a nosebleed.” Sweetpea said, making Arctic frown a bit. Back to square one it is then. “I understand you want to take things into your own hands but, I’m sure Shepard is onto something, he doesn’t leave a crime scene unless he has found something.”

Or unless he is the one that has taken her…

Arctic sighed, feeling his whole body sag.

“I hope so…”

When Arctic walked into the room, he didn’t have the energy to speak to his wife as he flopped onto the bed, feeling his head pulse. Helly looked like she didn’t even notice him either as she just looked out the window, her hand brushing the blinds out the way slightly. Seeing her in the corner of his eye, he groaned.

“Are you okay, hun?” Arctic murmured, feeling his eyes droop. Helly didn’t answer straight away, she was so lost in her mind that his words went into one ear and out the other. “Hun?”

“No, love. I’m not okay. My daughter has been taken and I have no idea what to do, you’ve been working your ass of all day and here I am, stuck in my own room as I just wait. I’m so worried about my daughter, I just want her back.” Helly whimpered, feeling wet streams fall down her cheeks. She felt so pathetic, so useless in her tired state. Suddenly, she felt Arctic’s arms wrap around her stomach, his chin resting on her shoulder.

“I know how you feel, I’m worried too. I promise, I won’t give up, I won’t stop until I find her and find the one who took her, I promise.” Arctic said tiredly in her ear, making Helly sniff in guilt. She turned in his arms, facing him as she shocked him slightly by planting her lips on his for a peck.

“Sleep, Arcty. You’ve done so much already, you’re trying your hardest to find Cherry and I’m here, hoping that she would just appear out of nowhere. So please, rest and hope the detectives find her before it’s too late.” Helly said, wrapping her arms around him in a shaky hug.

“Helly, I can’t stop, I can’t—”

He was silenced once again with a peck on his lips.

“Please rest, darling.” She whispered which was enticing in his ear. Arctic didn’t know when he had fallen back on the bed, Helly beside him as she stroke his hair softly and snuggled against him, her head in his chest, all he did know was that slowly his eyes were closing. “Sleep, hun… Sleep~” And just like that, his mind fell into darkness.

Arctic’s body shook alive when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, groggily opening his eyes as he wasn’t ready to wake up, but he heard shuffling on the bed. He looked to the side to see Helly, sitting up against the bed as she narrowed her eyes at a familiar piece of paper, tapping a pen against her lip.

“Uh—hun… What are you doing with that?” Arctic said, catching Helly’s attention as she looked over at Him.

“Oh, well… when I got up. I noticed that there was a folded-up piece of paper on the bed. Just in curiosity, I had a look and well… I’ve been trying to answer these riddles.” She murmured, showing him the paper. “I’ve got a few of the riddle answers but, I’m struggling.”

“Oh… Let’s have a look.” Arctic said, crawling his way over to her on the bed, and sitting next to her. She handed it over to him wordlessly and leaned on his shoulder. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened as he saw fresh writing under the riddles on the ancient piece of history of his ancestors. He turned to Helly slowly, his brow raised and with an unamused look on his face.

“What?” she asked, oblivious to why Arctic was looking at her like that.

“Babe, you don’t just write on this old, ancient piece of history like this. You’ve just ruined a dead man’s work.” Arctic scolded, making Helly smile sheepishly.

“Oops… My bad.” She said, giggling like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. He just rolled his eyes and wrapped his arm around her. Arctic just sighed deeply, gutted about this craftwork being wasted history. No museum would want this now.

“It’s fine… it’s probably not worth that much anyway.” That was a lie, this piece of history is probably worth millions to the right customer, but Arctic didn’t wish for Helly to feel guilty. “Let’s see what you’ve done then.”

“The first riddle was meh, I figured it out easily enough. What English word has three consecutive double letters? The answer to that would be a bookkeeper! You know, because there are three double letters in the word.” She exclaimed a proud smile on her face. Arctic’s brows shot up in surprise, it would have taken him some time to figure that out.

“I’m impressed, how long have you been working on this?” He asked.

“Around half an hour. Why?”

“Nothing, I’m just surprised.” He replied, making her smile.

“It was a hobby of mine to try and solve riddles in school, it always gets me going,” Helly said, rubbing the back of her neck as she felt her cheeks heat up.

“Oh, so is that why I saw you in the school library all of them years ago? Back then, I always wondered what you were doing at the end of school but, me being a complete nerd, I was always too scared to confront you.” Arctic snickered, making Helly giggle too.

“Yes, other than having a lot of sex back in high school, I was always head down in the book of riddles, waiting for my ex to get out of detention.” She frowned as she remembered her ex-boyfriend and Arctic noticed it.

“You want to talk about it?” Arctic asked, watching as a tear fell down her cheek. She shook her head however, curling up close to Arctic.

“No need to talk about that fucker that left me high and dry when I was pregnant, I’ve got an intelligent, hard-working, caring husband that had stepped up when I needed someone the most. I’m just counting my lucky stars at this point.” She said, planting a kiss on his cheek, making Arctic’s heart flutter.

“Your lucky stars? What about me? If I told my high school, nerdy me that I was married to a beautiful wife such as you, he’d laugh in my face before reporting me to the authorities for trespassing on school grounds.” Arctic said, making Helly chuckle. “You know, I still can’t believe it myself,” he said, looking at the ring that rested on his finger. Her warm smile grew as she entangled her own ringed hand with his, humming softly. Arctic gently smiled too at the warm gesture.

“Truth be told, there was one night when I wasn't in the mood for sex but, he was hooounding me for it.” Helly said, her wondering hands creeping down to his pants, an all-too-well smile on her face.

“Babe… What you up to?” Arctic said nervously as she chuckled menacingly, climbing on top of him.

“So… I let him but, while he was having his way with me, I was headfirst in that book of riddles.” She whispered, feeling her body getting hot as she rubbed herself against the growing lump in Arctic’s pants. “He was so mad at me when I wasn’t moaning like a bitch, I couldn’t help but laugh. I asked him for some help at one point, and that pissed him right off.” Helly chuckled, panting slightly in arousal.

“Babe—I don’t think now—uhm… Is the best time.” Arctic said, feeling the bulge in his pants hurt as his jeans had gotten tight..

“Come on, Arcty. We could both relieve some stress of our shoulders. Besides, it’ll be way better to solve riddles while you're inside me, don’t you think?” She said seductively, undoing her jeans button and taking them off all the way, kicking them off the bed, her panties following seconds later.

“Well… I-I guess if we are—uhm, solving the riddles at the same time, I guess it’s okay.” Arctic said, feeling his arousal grow as she started to take off his pants.

“Exactly, I find it more pleasurable to fuck and solve puzzles at the same time but, with you—something tells me that this will be fun.” She whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe enticingly, feeling her hips moving on their own as her wet lady parts massaged against Arctic’s contain manhood. “Shall we move on to the second question?” Helly said, moving his underwear down and moistening the rod as she continued to rub against him.

“O-okay, uh… The second q—ah, question. What, aha… Disappears as soon as yoooou… say its name?” Arctic finally said, feeling his wife slowly stab herself with his erect cock, making her way down his shaft, listening to her breath shudder in bliss. With him fully inside her tight, fleshy walls, she fell onto him. She didn’t move right away, she rotated her pelvis around, getting a good long feel of him inside her.

“I—I’m having trouble with, uff—that one, d-do you have, aha, any ideas?” She asked, biting her lip as she rested her head on his chest. He thought for a moment, slightly distracted by his wife’s pussy but, he eventually figures it out.

“Well, hun… Ha ah, think about it. When you say the, ahm… the word, hm, you make a sound soooo, what do you break by saying it?” Arctic huffed, his hands sneaking around to her firm cheeks. It was like a light bulb flicking alive as her features brightened.

“Silence! The, ahn~ answer is silence! H-ah, how did you get that, hmm~ so quickly?” She huffed in satisfaction, feeling the urge to put more movement into her hips.

“I’m an archaeologist… I–I don’t just explore, urgm, puzzles are also my—ah, speciality.” Arctic said, feeling her right walls grip him for maximum pleasure. She chuckled, kissing his neck softly.

“I should have known; you are my smart man after all.” She hissed in delight, her body twitching as she started to steadily twerk on him.

“Right—the next one is, hmm… What-what is found in every corner-aha, and two in every room?” Arctic said, looking away momentarily from the mesmerising of seeing Helly’s sexy-shaped ass rise and fall to read the note.

“Hmm~ that one was, hahn—easy… the answer is in the question, its o. T-there is only one, ahn~ of it in the word ‘corner’ and, Humh~ two in the word ‘room’… its simple wordplay.” She moaned, her body trembling with desire and lust.

“Clever girl, uf… I didn’t think you would get that one.” Arctic admitted, feeling himself buck up instinctively.

“Ah, ah, ah, babe… no moving. Let me do all the work.” Helly said teasingly, stopping him by slamming her snatch down with in one forceful thrust, stopping her movement. “We don’t want this to end, now do we. Let’s make this last and just go on to the next riddle.”

“Right, okay then.” He quickly said, looking back to the note as he wished to feel her slit once again move. “I am long and hard, and you will happily spend money on me. After getting me, you feel a huge feeling of relief. What am I?” Arctic said carefully, moaning back in pleasure as he felt her once again slide her way up and down slightly at an agonisingly slow pace.

“Hmm… now that-hahn~ is a tricky one… My-my guess is as, ah ha~ as good as yours, babe… wh-mmah~ When I seen ‘long and haaaard’… I thought a-about you. What do you think?” Helly hummed, enjoying herself as she teased him with her painfully gentle squeezing of her inner walls, she loved seeing him squirm. Helly just watched as she saw his gears turn in thought, working his magic as he muttered to himself. Occasionally, she would raise her hips and slam down on his cock, sending heavenly joy through her body and catching him off guard. She giggled like a child as she saw his flushed face. After some time, his eyes lit up.

“Education!” He blurted out, making Helly stop moving in surprise.

“Education… Education! That’s it! I-I would have-Hmm~ never thought of that, you’re a-oooh~ fucking genius! I am-Ah AH!—Long and hard, and you—Hng~ will happily spend money on me. After getting-uhu… me, you feel a huge feeling of relieeef… What am I? Education! Your right. Just-AH! for that, I think I’ll reward-AHH!... you for your intelligence.” She murmured with a devilish giggle, gasping in delight as she started to move quicker and taking more of his soldier with each bounce. She locked lips with him, the lust she’s been craving taking over her as their tongues danced. “Fuck-Fuhh.. you feel so-ah~ so fucking good, Arcty. W-what is the ne-OOH! Next riddle?” Helly writhed breathlessly, feeling her whole system shiver in thrill.

Arctic looked to the next riddle, and he couldn’t help but deadpanned. “What-nhg… has a face and two-Ah!… hands but no arms or legs?”

“A clock.” Both Arctic and Helly muttered, making each other laugh at the old but gold riddle. At this point, Helly didn’t care about making it last, she didn’t hold back as she wanted to enjoy the full package he brings. Each smack of her hips against his would send a spark of electricity down her spine, her heavy, hot breath tickling Arctic’s neck. It felt like hours had gone by as this incredible dick made her wail like a bitch.

“Fuck, Arcty~ you feel-Aha!... Feel so good inside me~.” Helly said in a low, moaning voice, her mind going crazy at the increase in bliss as she collided her pussy down, over and over and over again. Fuck the riddles, Helly just wanted to put his babies inside of her, and by the looks of things, Arctic was thinking the same thing as he let go of the old paper and gripped her ass cheeks, feeling the jiggle it carries. “Arcty~ I’m so-Aha Ah!... So close… Fuck me, babe-AH! Fuck me, Arcty! Put your babies inside me-ah ha~. Let’s surprise Cherry with a new sibling when weee~ find her… OoOH, Arcty~ I’m—I-I am about tooo~ AHH!” Helly’s mind was broken as she panted her dripping muff down his long, hard cock, her pussy walls clamping tightly around his shaft as she felt her whole body explode in chaotic spasm. The pleasure doesn’t stop there however as Arctic fucked her senselessly with quick, long thrusts, riding out her orgasm as she covered her mouth, her mouth opening in a silent scream.

A tear of joy came out when he stopped battering her labia, the two a panting mess as her sweaty body lay on top of him. Slowly, her face slowly made her way to his face, her eyes half-lidded and a smile of happiness on her face. Softly, she pecked his lips over and over again, thanking him for the enjoyable ride.

“Nicely done, champ… you know… You’re the—Only person to—make me cum like that… ha~ everyone—everyone else that I had-oooh~ sex with would just cum and—leave… But you… And you cock-huw~ makes me go crazy... I think I’m-ah~ addicted.” Helly said breathlessly, kissing his neck lovingly as she started to move again, her sensitive cunt moving all the way to the top of his member and back down to the rim slowly.

“I-I am happy to be your drug but… Is all that true? Do you really want—you know, a baby with-” She interrupted him by kissing him, her tongue fighting his passionately. When she broke the kiss, she got up from his chest and rotated on his dick teasingly. Playfully, she slowly started to take of her shirt, her bra falling loose until she was wearing nothing but her white socks. She was beautiful on top of him but, the image was ruined as she wore a small frown.

“I know I said I wasn’t ready for another kid when we started having sex, with what happened to me when the whole school found out that I was pregnant, I didn’t want to go through that again but, now it’s different… I’ve been ready for a long time now but, every time we did it, I got scared, and I backed out last minute. It's not because of you but, it’s mostly because of me, I-I don’t think I’ve been a good mom to Cherry, I feel I weigh you down, I feel like I bore you out by my willy-nilly shenanigans sometimes. I know I don’t help out a lot and I’m not the smartest in this family, if anything, I’m the biggest child between you and Cherry. I guess, I was afraid you’d run away but, you never did. You stuck with us until the end, you put up with my silliness every day and you always give 110% back. So… How about it? Do you want to cum inside me? Because I want to bare your child, Arcty.” Helly said, leaving a ray of emotions running through Arctic. He was understanding, he was saddened by her low self-esteem, and he was over the moon about her wanting to have a child with him. Arctic only responded with a thrust up in her fanny, watching Helly’s breast jump and fit her gasp with a smile back on her face. “I'll take that as a yes~.” She said, taking his hands of her back end and into her round melon, moaning at his groping hands that squeezed needfully.

“Let’s do iiiiit- then… Let’s build on this family, I want you to-ah… I want you to be the one to raise my child with me.” Arctic said, full of emotion as he met her cooze halfway in wet slaps.

“Cum inside meee, Arcty!~ Fuck me-aha ha~ harder, baby! P-put your love-oh fuck~ put your love milk inside my-AH!... Pussy, Arcty~. Nh~ make me yours, put a-a baby in me.” Helly wailed in unruly lust, tears running down her cheeks as the ecstasy was too great. Each time his penis met her pussy, it hit her G-spot every time, her nipples were rock solid and sensitive as he pinched and squeezed. “OH FUCK, Arcty~! Your gonna—you're gonna make me—” Helly was lost for words as a second orgasm rocked her world, falling backwards as an electric current fried Helly’s body. Arctic waited a few seconds to catch his breath, who needs the gym when you have a wife like his?

When he looked back over to Helly, he noticed that she was back on her knees, this time she was facing away from him, her back arched as her upper body laid limply, her legs open and her ass up in a doggy-style position, her two-finger spreading her moist, red lips for him. “Come on, big boy~ did you know that doggy style is the only way to reproduce…” Helly said, shaking her bum suggestively. Arctic rolled his eyes before getting up on his knees. With one quick and hard thrust into her hole, she moaned into her hand.

“You really have to stop reading fake articles.” Arctic said with each slam into her cunt but, Helly wasn’t listening as she was a blubbering mess on the sheets, feeling nothing but her abused twat getting fucked over and over and over again roughly, all gentleness out the window as all he wanted to do was cum inside his wife, using her to release this growing pressure.

“Fuck~ fuck~ fuck me, A-Arcty~ f-fucking fuck me, A-Arcty~ Ahmn—c-cum inside me, Arcty… Arcty~ Arcty~ Arcty~ ARCTY!” she screamed in her hand, the third and final orgasm as Arctic buried his cock deep inside her for the final time, an animalistic grunt signalling the release robe and robe of cum inside her.

Helly felt completely and truly full as she felt his warm liquid filling her up to the rim, feeling it trickle out and hearing it land on the sheets. She didn’t want to move, she didn’t want Arctic to pull out as she wanted to keep his meat inside her forever, squeezing her inner walls.

When Arctic pulled out of her, he sat back and watched the blobs of cum leak out of her worn-out pussy, hearing Helly drunkenly laugh with a goofy smile on her face. The two were exhausted, Arctic taking a breather as Helly seemed to be in shock at the pleasure, unmoving as the cum that spilt from her snatch formed a pond underneath her.

“T-that… Was… Amazing.” Helly huffed, trying to get up on sweaty, wobbly arms. I-I’ve... Never... Been fucked... Like that… Before. I-I didn’t know you had that in you.”

“Neither did I, I just couldn’t control myself.” Arctic replied, his hardness turning flaccid. Helly managed to get on her hands and knees shakily, giggling as she turned to see her husband spread-eagle on the bed. Slowly, she made her way in between his legs, looking to clean up a job well done. Planting herself belly first in between his legs, she started by using her tongue to slide up the length steadily, collecting all of his and her slime that dripped. Arctic observed with a satisfied smile, running his hand throw her hair as she cleaned his floppy dick and swallowed the goo. He chuckled when she was finished, being silly and patting the head appreciatively.

“Good boy.” She said to it, kissing it lovingly as she let it flop down to rest. Taking her eyes of his manhood, she crawled over to Arctic, planting her body on top of him as she wrapping him in a humid hug, the last bits of cum in her hole spilling on his stomach. She hummed as she laid her head just under his chin. “Your spunk feels so good inside me~… how does it feel that I’m going to pop out your child out in 9 mouths?”

“I feel like the happiest man alive.” Arctic said, kissing the top of her head as he stroked her. Helly didn’t know how long she lay there, listening to his heartbeat as hers fluttered with joy. But, her joy turned to worry as Cherry popped up in her mind.

“I hope Cherry is okay.” Helly muttered out of know where, holding him tightly as if he was going to disappear too. Arctic grimaced at that comment.

“Yeah… me too.” Arctic added in, resting his chin on the side of her head. “I’ve been wondering all day how whoever took her managed to disappear out of thin air, there was a magic essence in the room but, not enough to be an advanced spell. How is this even possible?” He thought out loud, frustrated by the physics breaking problem that made no sense.

“I don’t know but, if there is anyone that I believe can figure this out… it’s you.” Helly said, continuously kissing Arctic’s neck, hoping that with a simple kiss will make him string up with all the answers. “I know you’ve got this, you’re the most intelligent person I know, just think. The windows were closed, there was a bit of magic left in the room, and there is no footage of the kidnapper or proof that they had ever left. It's like the mansion itself just… swallowed her whole.” Helly said calmly, her words bringing more questions than answers. But… What she said about the mansion swallowing Cherry up did spike up a thought. Ever since he first stepped into this mansion, he had this—odd feeling. Before he could continue that thought, he was rudely interrupted by a certain detective barging her way through the door.

“Yo! So Arctic, I know you’re a smart fella, I was wondering if—you—could—” Detective Sweetpea didn’t finish her sentence as she gawked at the two naked couple who froze up by the sudden intruder. Sweetpea could see everything. The cum stained sheets, the cum leaking out of Helly’s snatch, Arctic’s shrunken dick, making her whole face turn red. Arctic was no better as his eyes were wide and frozen on the spot as he was caught with his pants all the way down and off him. Helly however, took the awkward situation in stride as she wore a smug grin, blowing a raspy at the detective and shaking her ass, her hand sneaking in between her legs as she parted her slit’s lips with two-fingers, showing exactly what went down. For a moment, Sweetpea just ogled at the body of the shameless Helly, feeling herself heat up in arousal until she saw Arctic, staring motherfuckerily at her. She quickly turned around and faced the wall, her body straight at attention.

“Aaaanyway… I was wondering if you could answer this last crossword question.” Sweetpea said nervously, raising the newspaper behind her with the crossword game on it. Arctic deadpanned and facepalmed, sighing into his hand.

“Sure… Why not. What’s the question and tell me how many letters it is.” Arctic said, annoyance dripping from his tone.

“Sweety~.” Helly said sweetly, making the detective turn slightly, her cheeks glowing rosier as she saw Helly slowly jerking Arctic’s meat with a smirk, suckling and licking his member. She couldn’t rip her eyes away, the way she gently stroked the shaft, the way her tongue played with the tip. Arctic couldn’t believe what was going on. His sex fiend of a wife was messing around with his half flaccid dick, right in front of the detective!... AND SHE WAS WATCHING! Arctic could groan in embarrassment as he planted both his hands on his face and rub his eyes.

“Detective!” Arctic barked, making the woman jump and snap her head back towards the wall.

“AH, yes, uhm… let me find it again.” She said quickly, sheepishly laughing. “Ah, here it is… I’m a black and white predator but, I lead the prey, it’s also an 8-letter word.” She said, shuffling nervously as she tried to keep her face forward. It was hard for Arctic to think as all the blood was starting to rush to a particular limb in his body, growing into a dehydrated, painful erection. Helly didn’t help at all as she turned her body around until she was straddling once again, lining up his knob with her fanny once again and slowly lowering herself down on him… once again, sighing in pleasure.

“Sweety~.” Helly said again, looking over her shoulder as her already cum-filled muff slowly moved, watching Sweetpea peaking slyly over.

“SHEPHERD! THERE! NOW GET OUT!” Arctic shouted in embarrassment, making the detective jump once again and without a word, ran out and slammed the door behind her. Helly stopped moving as soon as Sweetpea left, her giggling turning to full-blown laughter as she fell onto Arctic’s body, his erection still inside her.

“Did you see her face? Her face was completely red.” Helly chortled lightly.

“Why on gods name gave you the thought that jerking me off and having sex in front of the detective was a good idea?” Arctic deadpanned.

“What? She was checking you out, I had to show her who you belonged to.” Helly smirked, wiggling her butt.

“Helly… Detective Sweetpea is a lesbian, she wasn’t checking me out, she was checking you out.” Arctic muttered, watching her smug grin turn into a face of realisation, her face comedically turning red from the neck up. “Oh………… Oops.”