Peach and Lemon Ice

2: Darkness Are Being Massive

She didn't know how long Corey had had his car, but Alyssa swore that it still had that new-car smell. She sat down in the passenger's seat, and Stephanie sat behind her, wanting to stay as far away from the detective as possible. She slumped and stared outside the window, and from her expression it looked like she was riding in a hearse. Alyssa, however, was in Heaven. A nervous, gut-wrenching, nail-biting Heaven... but a Heaven, nonetheless. Corey looked completely natural in his element, the sunlight streaming over his features through the lowered window. The man was handsome, everyone knew it. Most importantly, he knew it. She wondered if he knew how hot her face felt, or how butterflies were wreaking havoc in her stomach. She glanced up at the side-view mirror and her eyes widened. Bates was in her reflection, licking his lips lecherously and laughing darkly. She instinctively squeezed her legs together, as though that would stop Bates from raking his fingers over her flustered mind. The detective looked over to her and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Is something wrong?" Alyssa snapped her head up and tore her eyes away from the man in her reflection. She shakily smiled at Corey before saying, "I'm fine. Just... delayed brainfreeze..." The detective laughed when he heard this, and the sound of it made Alyssa's face turn a light pink.

'You want to hear that voice whisper crude things in your ear, Alyssa. Don't hide it from me, I know everything about you.'

"Delayed brainfreeze, huh? You're cute, Alyssa," said Corey as he stopped at a red stoplight. Alyssa looked over at him and smiled, even though her cheeks were flushed. Corey reached over and put his hand on her shoulder gently, like she was a timid doe. Alyssa felt her heart beating faster as he leaned in closer to her.

"GREEN LIGHT!" Corey snapped his head up and was about to step on the gas when he noticed that the light was still red. He tilted his rear-view mirror so that Stephanie could see him arch one of his eyebrows. The little girl in the back seat smiled angelically, "I'm sorry, I thought it was green."

"Well, here we are," said Alyssa as Corey stopped in front of the Tates' house. She looked back at Stephanie and said, "Go on and let your mother know that you're back." Stephanie tried to protest, but Alyssa shook her head, "I'll be there in a second, okay?" The little girl shot Corey a nasty look before hopping out of the car and trudging towards the house.

"Thank you, Alex," Alyssa said as she got out of the car herself and bent forward so she looked at the driver through the lowered window, "And I'm sorry again about Stephanie." Corey shook his head, "I told you not to worry about it." Alyssa nodded and stood up to go back into the house.

"Wait."

Alyssa turned around and looked back at Corey, who was leaning his head out the window.

"Would you like to go to dinner with me tomorrow?" as Corey asked her that question, Alyssa's face lit up.

"I'd love to, thank you," she nodded.

"Great," the detective beamed, "I'll pick you up at six?" Alyssa nodded, and he waved as he pulled out. As Alyssa watched him drive away, she thought to herself: "He looked more cute than cool just then..."

Alyssa sat down on the bed and kicked off her slippers, a cute smile on her face as she took her headband out of her hair.

"Enjoy yourself?" Alyssa looked up and practically fell backwards when she saw who was standing at the edge of her bed. It was herself... no, it was Bates. He was partially see-through, and was completely nude save the Milicana that hung around his neck. Alyssa knew what her own body looked like, of course, but it was still humiliating to see that right in front of her. It was especially creepy when his raspy, deep voice came out from those sweet lips:

"Surprised to see me? You really shouldn't be. You know that my power's been increasing since the death of Maxwell and your father. Unfortunately I believe it's at its peak now. No one can see me but you, still. However, I can do... little things."

Alyssa's stomach sank when she heard the door click-- Bates had locked it.

"Bates...?" Alyssa's words were drowned when the apparition lunged forward and wrapped his hands around her neck, squeezing. She felt all air leave her lungs as she clawed at the invisible hands, only to find herself clawing at her shirt, tearing the threads slightly.

"Your shirt is very thin, Alyssa," Bates laughed, "I bet that detective enjoyed that..." He nonchalantly dropped Alyssa, and watched as her hair splayed out behind her when she hit the bed. He then knelt over her and ran one of his fingers down her cheek, "I'm sorry about that, but it was the easiest way to find out if you could feel my touch." His lewd smile returned to his face, and Alyssa's face paled.

"This next part will be fun... I promise," he chuckled darkly as he leaned forward to let his lips brush against her neck. Her skin was delicate and thin, and smelled faintly of peaches. He realized that this came from her hair, and he laughed darkly, "I love your shampoo. It smells so... innocent."

"Bates, what are you doing?" Alyssa could barely finish her question when Bates' mouth was overtop of hers, his tongue twisting and prying at her lips to gain entry. Finally, Alyssa had to yield before he bruised her mouth with his attacks. When he parted, he licked his lips and narrowed his eyes, "Was that your first kiss, Alyssa? How cute..." He buried his head in her neck again as one of his hands went to her shirt, tearing it off like it was wrapping paper on a birthday present. His eyes trailed up to her cotton bra. Slinking his arm from her stomach to her bra, he cupped one of her breasts in his hand, roughly moving his palm over it like it was a doorhandle. A whimper caught itself in Alyssa's throat, causing Bates' smile to widen. He moved his fingers up before flicking at her covered nipple, causing the mound of flesh to bounce in response. Alyssa had had enough, and tried to push him off of her by slamming her leg into his crotch.

"I'm damn glad that I'm in a woman's body right now," Bates groaned as he effortlessly pushed Alyssa back down and straddled one of her legs with his, "Or I might've gotten violent..." He leaned back over her and snaked his tongue up her neck while one of his hands lifted her bra up, releasing the supple flesh that had been concealed beneath it. He trailed his tongue down her collarbone before tracing over it, causing Alyssa to make a disgusted noise. He glanced up at her face as he lowered his lips onto one of her soft nipples. She groaned in frustration, blood rushing to the area where Bates was focusing his odd affections.

"Your skirt's getting in the way, Alyssa," hissed Bates as he brought his hands down roughly to the buttons, breaking them apart before unelegantly pulling her down to her knees. He didn't even bother to take off her panties, he just slipped his fingers underneath the elastic band and sought out his prize. He grimaced when he didn't feel any wetness, and glared at her.

"Haven't been enjoying this, have you?" his grimace turned into a smirk, "I know how to change this." He removed his hand from her panties and put his index finger into his mouth, licking at it until it was dripping.

"Want to know where I'm going to put this?" he smiled. Alyssa's eyes widened as she tried to squeeze her legs shut, and Bates laughed.

"You little idiot. I don't need to fuck you to get you to beg for me. You should be thanking me, I'm letting you save that for that shithead of a detective," he breathed on her stomach as he slipped his hand into her panties again, his wet index finger seeking out something very specific. When he found it, he gently pressed his finger to it, and Alyssa's eyes snapped open.

"What are you doing?!" she exclaimed, but Bates covered her mouth with his other hand and whispered, "Do you want little Stephanie to hear you? Want her to see you like this?" He continued his assault on the tiny sphere, and Alyssa squirmed under his grasp, humiliated tears flowing down her face. Bates just smirked once more, "Funny. Usually it's the slut telling the man about this... not the other way around." Finally, when Bates felt her tears wet the hand covering her mouth, he released her. Alyssa opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the darker version of herself.

"What's your problem?" he asked angrily, "It's not like I'm hurting you." Alyssa looked down at where he had forced her bra off, and then at her panties where he had forced his fingers on her unaroused sex. Bates grunted before pushing her back down on the bed and pulling her panties off in the same fashion as her skirt. Alyssa could've sworn that she heard him mutter: "I'll be damned if that detective gets to you first." However, she wasn't too sure of this. And soon she had other things on her mind, like what Bates was about to do. He looked at her womanhood, wetter now but still not drenched like he thought (and hoped) she'd be. He pushed her lips apart with two of his fingers, causing Alyssa to sit up.

"Don't do that, Bates!" He just laughed at her shyness before tonguing at her clitoris. Alyssa slowly laid back down and just decided to accept it. Besides, it didn't feel half-bad, and she knew that Bates wouldn't let up. After a few moments, she found herself enjoying herself, and even arched her hips to him a bit. Bates was obviously pleased by this, for he reached up with his free hand to gently squeeze and play with one of her breasts. Alyssa closed her eyes and let a moan escape her mouth, causing Bates to double his efforts, moving his tongue in a clockwork circle until he found certain areas of the sphere that were more sensitive than the others. It almost seemed like too short of a moment before Alyssa experienced her first orgasm-- and it was beautiful. Her back was arched and her hands clutched at the bedsheets, sighing with satisfaction. After her muscles relaxed, Alyssa closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before falling asleep. Bates stood up and looked at her beautiful form before smiling almost sadly.

"Hey, kid... you're really growing up, aren't you?" he murmured.