@nightmare-of-homophobes this chapters for you!
Deadly Desires Pt.2
!Original Characters! Enola x Vespera x Runa x Novalyn
Warnings: small sexual themes but very brief and not intense
Doing a final check of my purple shoulder fanny pack I ticked off my mental list.
Charging box, charging cable, crank flashlight, pepper spray, pocket knife, and gum.
I moved to my block bag on my other shoulder.
Dab container, torch, butane, nectar collector and a small bottle of rubbing alcohol in case it got too sticky.
“Okay I think we’re both ready.” Alira broke up my thoughts, zipping her own bag.
“Let’s go then!” I grabbed my keys from the counter and opened the front door letting the girls out before shutting and locking the door behind me.
I threw Alira my keys and followed them down to my car. I wanted Alira to drive since she had a better idea where it was and my car wasted less gas.
The ride there was surpassingly faster than I expected and pulling up to the giant gates my heart was beating with excitement. If the gates themselves were any indication of how big this place could be this would defiantly be the best place we would ever find to explore here.
Renn hoped out and pushed the gates open allowing Alira to inch forwards through it. She left it open and hoped in the car and we moved towards the mansion.
As it came fully into view I was stunned.
“Holy fucking shit!” I gasped.
It was fucking gorgeous, a mix of early century and Victoria styles, as if it was added to or renovated throughout years.
For it being abandoned the front drive and yard looked well taken care of. No overgrowth of weeds or dead plants which took my by surprise. I didn’t dwell on it much brushing it off as the museum wanting to make the outside presentable.
“Lira what the actual fuck! Did we just teleport?” Renna’s voice perked up as we started our ascend up the stone steps to the front doors, which were literally giant.
It wasn’t a typical Victorian or earlier era vibe, more of a medieval. The entire door from bottom to the top had to be ten feet minimum and the wood was thick and dense. Nothing look rusted from what I could see.
Alira and I pushed open a door and gaped at the foyer.
“Holy shit! Like actually I- oh my god!” I ran full speed towards a female sculpture near the staircase. “Do you think there’s more!? Do you think it’s a goddess? Aphrodite maybe? Or the mistress of the house?!” My questions came tumbling out as I adored the female sculpture. She looked up towards the step her left are extended out like a ballerina.
Sculptures had always been a huge obsession of mine, I loved clay and the way people could make such creations like a Creator themselves.
Alira’s laugh bounced off the marble flooring make us all giggle.
“I’m not sure honestly. Abe only comes in if he absolutely needs to, otherwise he leaves it to the housekeeping crew to make sure nothing is out of place, so he couldn’t tell me much about the inside besides the basics he knew and the fact that I should never enter.” She smiled shyly.
The bit about the housekeeping answer the other questions I had about everything looking so pristine.
“To never enter… Alira are we fucking trespassing?! On a property you JOB owns!!?” I gasped suddenly aware of the legality of our situation.
“Listen when are we ever going to be able to learn more about a badass woman of history that was so close?!” She defended.
“Why won’t Abe enter?” Renna interrupted.
“He said he doesn’t like the feeling of being watched that he gets while he’s in here,” as if on cue the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, “He never feels alone anytime he’s entered and he swears behind the beauty, evil lives here. I think he’s just very religious and the idea a this home being owned by a ‘witches’ just completely unnerves him.” She shrugged moving towards the living room, or maybe it was a sitting room?
I don’t know it’s a big ass house and I’m sure there’s like 15 living rooms that I’d never be able to tell the difference from.
“Witches? As in plural? I thought you said there was just one mistress of the home!” My head whipped from the piano I was playing with, to Alira’s disappearing form and I quickly followed her like a lost puppy.
“There is technically only one but the rumor is she took lovers, women-”
Renna and I’s cheering briefly cut Alira off. “LESBIANSSSS!” We screamed as we pushed through a swinging door into a giant kitchen.
Alira laughed as she continued, “Yes technically, at least from rumor, it seemed the mistress of the home had a preference for women only so I’d say it’s safe to call her a lesbian. Either way some rumors say it was one other women who seemed to stalk the property with the mistress, other say it was two. Who knows for sure but either way there was at least one other woman called this mansion home.”
“How often do the cleaners come?” Renna finally spoke up from the pantry. “I mean the place is spotless, like I’m really nervous we’re going to run into someone who’s living here.” She poked her head around the corner where the pantry door was.
“I’m not sure honestly, from the looks of it I would say at least three to four times a week. I havent’ seen dust literally any three.” Alira started moving from the kitchen back to the foyer steps. “I know they clean when the sun goes down so we have an hour and half max. I feel like we should look upstairs before we look down here anymore. If I had money like this I’d live upstairs and not on the first fucking floor cause I don’t trust people like that.” She laughed and started up the steps.
“How could someone do these many steps all day though?” I wheezed out of breath. “I know they were in an older time period but damn they could have benefitted from a fucking elevator.” I said as I started crawling the steps like a monster.
“Girl please you are a fucking child!” Alira started cracking up and Rennna started copying me.
“Nah she’s right I’m fucking dying and I’ll be dammed if I use all the limbs god gave me to finish these steps.” At this point we were all laughing and panting so hard we had to lay down at the top of the steps to catch our breath.
“They didn’t look like that many from the bottom geez!” I gasped.
We slowly made our way back up while still laughing and then we stopped when we saw how alive the upstairs seemed to be.
‘Okay not to sound like a superstitions person but it defiantly feels like someone still lives up here. I can smell perfume still!” Renna’s smile dropped immediately, while neither of us moved our eyes from the one open door in the hall. There was a flickering light coming from the inside, most likely a candle from what I’ve seen in other rooms.
“It’s probably just the housekeeping. There’s so many rooms they just forgot one. It’s just their scent we’re smelling.” Alira looked at us like we were spooked children.
“Lira I’m white, but I am not white enough to walk my ass down that fucking hallway to that room right now. Are you kidding!?” I looked at her like she had just told me she was going to shoot me right here. “There’s no way you’re trying to make excuses for a home that very well could be haunted! Do you have the gear to fight fucking ghosts?! Are we the fucking ghost busters now!??
Renna busted out laughing from behind running the fear. “Sorry girls I forgot my ghost bag at home.”
“The housekeeping comes and cleans at night! I don’t know if they come at sunset exactly or once it’s dark so we need to move. We still have a whole floor left.” Alira put her hands on her hips letting us know she was moving on. That she was finding a fucking diary or something.
“Who the fuck comes and cleans at night anyways! They clean this whole mansion throughout the night!? That’s not normal! You left out creepy ass facts Lira!” I was baffled that she seem normal about this.
“Night owls! You clean you apartment at night!” She sounded accusing.
“My apartment! Not a huge mansion that I’m hired to clean! What business sends their cleaners out at night? Besides those who are business cleaners. This building isn’t part of the museum so they could clean during the day!”
“I am not Abe, I don’t set the times, I have no clue all I know is we probably only have 40 minutes left now.” She moved to the first door and entered.
Renna sighed shrugging her shoulders and heading into the second room leaving the room with the candle open for me.
You’re fucking kidding!
“Rude!”I pouted heading for my room.
I could skip it and go to the fourth room but Alira would use that against me later for some nasty shot concoction she would make.
I moved into the room and realized it was an office of sorts. It didn’t look like a place important meetings took place, just more of a personal workplace.
Behind the huge black desk there was a portrait of three women. Three stunning fucking women.
The one in the middle seemed to be the tallest of the three. She had deep, yet bright red eyes and hair white as snow. I couldn’t tell exactly how far it went as the other women pressed close to her side but it seemed to flow over the other women and past them, so I assumed longer than butt length. Her skin was white, almost as if she should be sick but she couldn’t look more full and alive in her face. She wore a skin tight black dress that clung to her shoulders and chest, not making her look any less pale. She had a genuine smile on her face unlike the woman on her right side who wore a Cheshire smirk.
Her look made me feel like she wanted to eat me, or the painter, alive. Her hair was a copper red that stopped a little below her chest. She worse a purple velvet looking long sleeve top, lace dancing around her wrists and collar bones. Black tight pants clinging to her legs. Her skin was also the same sickly white but her face also looked so alive and full of energy and mischief. Though the final woman looked the most mischievous of all.
She clung to the white haired woman side like her life depended on it. One of her hands gripping the red head’s like she was scared she’d slip away. Her smiled was a mix of genuine happiness and mischievous energy. Like she had stuck a firework in the painter’s paint and was waiting for the chaos to begin. She was dressed in a deep green material that seemed to be almost see through. It covered only her breast and crotch but the material seemed a laughable choice for coverage. A unique and definitely different ‘style’ for the time period of this painting which i assumed was at least the 1800’s. Just like the other women her eyes were a deep bright red and her skin was just as white, black hair ending above her chest looking slightly wild and untamed, like her.
These had to be the old owners of the home! And while bedrooms held everything personal and office should have something, anything that would give us a peek into one of these three.
I turned my attention to the black desk. It was some sort of wood and the legs were engraved with intricate swirl patterns and painted in with gold to accent the black.
All of the drawers on the right were locked as were the the top and bottom drawers on the left. The middle drawer slid right open.
There were a few papers, documents of some sort. It was hard to read the elegant cursive. Digging some more towards the bottom there seemed to be a small… whip? I pulled it out and to my great surprise it was in fact a small sleep black crop whip.
“What an odd thing to have in a desk!” I mused to myself suddenly very confused and more curious to find out what could possibly be in the other drawers that were locked. I tried pulling more aggressively on them but they were not budging. I searched the small drawer in the middle where the owner would sit but it offered no keys.
I put the crop back and softly closed the drawer. I looked towards the door expecting to see Renna or Alira but no one was there, which was odd because I certainly thought I saw someone in front. Suddenly I didn’t feel alone but no matter where I looked I saw no one.
“Alira! Renna! There’s a painting in here. I’m guessing it’s the ladies of the house.” I hollered.
They wasted no time moving into my room and examining the painting.
“Interesting they almost look like-“
“Vampires,” I interrupted Alira’s thought. “Sorry I just.. it’s unnerved me since I realized the similarity in all of them. And with the stories you told us it’s just- I know it sounds dumb but it makes sense.”
“Vampires aren’t real.” Alira’s voice was matter of fact and left no room for questions. “The women probably had a power complex, especially after escaping death so many times. They probably had this piece commissioned to show them in the power they felt. Powerful and undead.”
“You’re right!” I smiled at her nodding my head. She wasn’t being mean, that’s just who she was. I was easily convinced of magical things, Renna was on the fence and Alira was nonsensical and kept us level headed on our adventures. “Off of the desk drawers are locked except the left middle and its’ just full of some document I can’t read and a crop whip.”
“Excuse me!?” Renna laughed moving towards the middle drawer like lighting. She pulled the whip out examing it closely. “ This is so for sex!”
I mean…” Alira examined it, “considering there are no stables here, yeah it kinda looks like it.”
‘That’s odd it’s not dusty, you dont’ think house keeping like.. cleans it or something do you?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Housekeeping! We need to keep moving!” Alira gasped throwing the whip back in and slamming the drawer shut. “Renna and my room were just guest room and so are the other five, we need to move upstairs now.” She ordered and we swiftly made our way out of the office and to the next set of stairs at the end of the hallway.
The third floor defiantly gave off the homiest vibe and it was clear this was the floor that they slept on. There was another living room to the left of the stairs case and a small kitchen across form it. The right of the stairs led to a hall with a three rooms in the middle and one at the very end.
Renna and Alira each picked a room that pipuqued their curiousity and entered. The door at the very end of the hallway made my heart race but I wanted to know why.
As I neared it I felt eyes on me but whenever I turned around I was alone in the hallway. It felt like it took forever to make it to the doorknob and I hesitated, touching the knob made me feel like I was walking into a wolves den.
As the door opened I realized why. It was THE bedroom. Their bedroom.
The vibes felt like a mix of their personalities front he protriant. There was greens, purples, black and golds popping from around the rooms.
Dark purple drapes, a deep green bedsheet, black lace dripping the bed in a sheer curtain, gold cracks painted throughout the black walls, it was endlessly alluring. I felt foreign walking into the room and the feeling of being watch and not being alone only intensified. I was entering a den, a web.
As much as I wanted to gawked at the room I knew we were on limited time so I began trying drawers and to my surprise nothing I opened seemed to be locked.
Jewelry boxes filled with rings, bracelets, necklaces, earrings, cuffs and more bedazzled shimmering jewels. The closet was a giant walk in, one filled with dresses and suits from so many time periods. I was very surprised nothing was locked up, there were thousands of dollars just sitting here.
As I stepped out a door directly across front eh closet caught my eye. Another closet!!? I moved towards it, opening it up and as soon as I did the light immediately turned themselves on. Automatic lights in the old of a house? Before I had time to think much about it the air was stolen from my chest at the sight in front of me.
“What the- what the actual fuck!” I hadn’t even meant to speak out loud but I was in absolute shock. Here before my eyes was an entire sex room.
Various sex chairs and tables decorated the room. Whips littered one wall, while cuffs adorned the other. There were various chests and drawers sets around the bedroom which I imagined more toys laid. Their were rings and cuffs hanging from the ceiling and I slowly backed out of the room.
“I uh- Lira, Renna I found-,” I laughed, “I found a fucking sex room.”
They wasted no time rushing into the open room. I let them explore while I looked around the bedroom. I opened the night stand drawers on the left of the bed and found basic items, but the night stand on the right had a small pocket book and from the looks of it, it was a diary of sorts.
“Lira I found a diary I think!” I was excited to be the one to find something helpful.
Rushing back out she examined it excitedly. “I’ll check it out better at you place and take pictures and then we’ll leave the original at your place until we come back! We need to come early to explore more and to put this back before they notice.”
As if mentioning the housekeepers so many times would summon them we heard a car door slam shut.
“Shit!” Alira jumped slightly looking around like a child caught in the act.
I ran to the sex room finding the lights on the far side of the e room. I flicked the off and shut the door quietly before doing the same to the closet door. We rushed out of the bedroom and closed the door behind us. Renna and Alira ran to their rooms closing everything up and shutting the doors before we headed to the top of the stairs.
“Take your shoes off, it will help us be more quiet.” I spoke already pulling my shoes off. “Make sure your phones are off or silenced too.”
I started tip toeing down the steps and moved down the second floor to the next flight of steps. I moved slower down these listening for any of the cleaners.
“Check the house there’s no one in the car so they have to be in the house. Clean up might be messier tonight.” A female voice spoke up from somewhere on the first floor, probably the foyer.
“God can’t people mind their business? I’m tired of them having all the fun and us cleaning it up.” Another woman hugged before we heard heels retreating.
We booked it to the first floor and peered to the foyer.
“Outside seems clear right now. Alira get the keys ready now, we have to dive into that shit.” Renna whispered and we just nodded and ran.
The car lights flashed signaling the car was unlocked and I rilled the passenger door open limiting myself inside. Alira took off before any of us had our door properly closed and we sped down the driveway and past the front gates.
“Holy shit!” Renna anxiously laughed from the back.
“You don’t think they got my plate number, do you?” I looked at Alira.
“I wouldn’t think so but I’m not sure.”
We drove back to me apartment in silence. Once we arrived we made our way up and immediately upon entering Renna went to the liquor cabinet to start making drinks.
I pulled out the stuff to smoke the dabs I had.
“Since we didn’t get to smoke there…” I took the first hit and passed it on to Alira who was focused on the little diary.
We started smoking and drinking, Renna and I dancing around the living room to the music.
“So it seems,” Alira turned the music down slightly, “like this diary belonged to the mistress of the house and from what I’ve gathered her name is Enora! Though her dates make no sense, there so many eateries dated far to early for her time.” Alira pipped up from the coffee table and Renna and I slowed to a stop giving her our attention.
“The other two are her lovers! The red head seems to be Vespera and the raven hair is Runa. Vespera was her first lover and Runa their most recent. A poor cult member.”
“A cult member?” Renna questioned.
“Yeah! Apparently after her father left, her mother turned to this local church. It talks about Vespera ‘saving’ her.” Alira nodded taking another sip of her drink. “I’m going cross eyed reading it right now though so lets just relax now and we can read it more tomorrow.” She set the diary down and laid back on the floor smoking her blunt.
We played rounds of games on our switches before the girls called it a night and Ubered home.
I popped my my headphones in and began cleaning up the house. I put liqour bottled back, picked up the weed, the food and drink and placed everything in their places.
Something moved out of the corner of my eye fast.
I pulled the headphones out of my ears and scanned the living room. Nothing.
I was just paranoid after almost being caught by the housekeepers that all I put my earbuds back in and danced around as I finished clearing up. I made my ways up to try room grabbing my sleep shirt before popping into the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth.
I left my dirty clothes on my bathroom floor and made my way to my room.
Something caught my eye again, just the corner, as I entered and I flicked my lights on quick but an empty corner greeted me.
I shook my head shutting my light off and climbing into bed. I put my earbuds in their case and turned my rain sounds on before plugging my phone in. I snuggled under the covers putting my extra pillow between my thighs to help my hips and I started dozing off immediately.
