book-bag
slipped off her shoulder. She gave him a long, hungry look before
yanking down his pants with a single tug. The rock star Lilith
leaned against the desk, her arms crossed, a look of amusement on
her face.
The Lilith at his fly bit
her lip impatiently. She looked back at the other two.
“ Oh no, by all means proceed.”
He felt himself harden in
her hand as she locked gazes with him, her mouth opening
expectantly. Oh, fuck. His mind balked as her lips closed around
the head of his cock. The others tittered and circled slowly,
watching... herself? He heard the familiar sound of chalk scraping
against the blackboard, but he was too distracted to
look.
Rock star Lilith ripped off
his shirt, planted her hands on his chest and shoved. She smiled
wickedly as his head slammed against the linoleum tile. They were
all over him, sucking on every finger, every toe, in every crease
and crevice and bulge of his body.
Her mouth tasted of berries
and earthy wine. The nectar flowed into him as the youngest of the
three rode him ferociously. Meanwhile, one of the others whispered
in his ear, “You’d best wake soon. You’ve stirred the Leviathan. He
will be looking for you in this world and the next.”
As she spoke, the words
were burned into his mind by the gyrations of the lithe form on top
of him. Her shirt shredded in his hands, exposing hardened
nipples.
He felt the sting of
fingernails ripping into his flesh with each slick thrust as he
moaned into the ruby-lipped mouth of another.
She convulsed and flexed
around him, and he felt the swell of the climax completely
overwhelm his consciousness.
He read what she had
written on the board. Wake up, Dionysus.
WAKE UP!
The air was full of smoke
and brick dust.
“ Wake up Dionysus. Wake the fuck up!” Loki was dressed in
maintenance coveralls. He cut the restraints quickly with a
box-cutter. “Dude. Wake the fuck up,and get that stupid smile off
your face. What were you dreaming about?”
Dionysus sat upright.
“Already?” He looked over to see that the window had been blown
open. The alarms buzzed painfully in his ears. Cody huddled in the
corner, his eyes wide with terror. He held his guitar in front of
him like a weapon.
“ Hey, Cody... Pssht. It’s fine. This is... a friend of mine.
Get out, if you can.”
Dionysus shook his head a
final time, trying to dislodge the delicious traces of dream that
stuck to his thoughts. Other voices joined the din of the alarm,
panicked patients, the clamor of administrative staff.
“ Up and go, let’s climb.” They grabbed hold of the rope and
scaled up to the roof. Dionysus grunted and faltered.
Loki hauled him over the
edge and detached the rope ladder. It was still anchored next to
the window and swung down, coming to rest near a twisted grate at
the perimeter grounds.
“ Problem?” Loki asked, in a whisper.
Dionysus shook his head.
“No, no. We just don’t get much...exercise around here.”
“ Don’t like fucking the orderlies?”
“ There’s a ladder! He went down!” they heard from
below.
“ Is it really this easy?” Dionysus asked.
Loki shook his head. “Don’t
tempt fate, okay? Just follow me.”
They approached a
maintenance door with a black duffel bag propped against it.
Dionysus was grinning like a kid on Christmas. Loki’s face was a
perfect blank.
Loki reached into the
duffel bag and threw a security uniform at Dionysus before
stripping off his coveralls and replacing them with his own
uniform.
Loki looked him up and
down. “You still a 32/36?”
“ Fuck, no. I’ve been doing drugs and coloring for ten
months.”
“ Huh. How do I look?” Loki asked, adjusting his security badge
and nameplate.
“ A pig among men.”
Loki spent a moment fussing
with Dionysus’ collar, then opened the door behind them with a key
card. They entered, Loki carrying the duffel over his
shoulder.
Alarms and running feet
echoed throughout the building. Dionysus and Loki