Offenderman watched with careful intend as Elara's chest rose and fell in an endless rhythm. The exhaustion still evident on her face despite her sleeping form.

He lay on the bed beside her, one hand twirling one of Elara's beautiful brown locks between his fingers while the other rested under his chin, his elbow keeping his head pressed up in a more suggestive pose.

Oh, how delicious she looked, curled up in her blanket like that.. it took every ounce of his self control not to just take her right then and there.

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Elara groaned, a headache forming in her skull as she awoke from her slumber. She sat up, the blanket sliding off her body as her eyes fluttered open with much difficulty. Her body felt like it was made out of lead, moving on its own felt like a chore.

A deep breath left her nose, her eyebrows farrowing when she took in the empty white walls of her bedroom. Unpacked boxes stacked the corners of the room and a poorly constructed closet stood unfinished next to the bed.

Then the events of the night before flooded her mind and instantly she felt her body wake up.

Instantly she turned to look beside her, only to find Offenderman on the other side of the bed. Not taking her eyes off him, Elara quickly grabbed the alarm clock on her bedside table, ready to throw it at the creature while her heart hammered in her chest.

He didn't move..

She expected him to lunge, pounce, tear her clothes off, do something..

But nothing happened. She slowly lowered her arm, tilting her head to the side while she used her free hand and waved it in frond of his featureless face.

No reaction..

She looked at his frame, his chest rising and falling evenly.
Was he asleep?

She waved her hand infrond of his face again.

Still nothing

So now he's sleeping in her bed.. Fantastic..

Elara carefully leaned in closer, with the sunlight pouring through the cracks of her curtains he looked almost peaceful sleeping like that.

His pale skin that stretched over his tight jawlin looked more.. human? In the dark the white skin almost looks flawlessly wrong, but upon closer inspection she could see small crevasses and scars every now and then. Other than the fact that he has huge toothy grin as his only facial feature. He looked rather peaceful sleeping like that.

"I'd say a picture lasts longer but nothing is better than the real deal don't you think~?" A deep groggy purring voice snapped Elara out of her train of thought, earning a soft yelp and on instinct she almost instantly threw the alarmclock she was still holding. But Offenderman caught her arm before she could let go, shaking his head as that stupid grin grew on his face once more.

Elara started to get real sick of the fact that she couldn't read him whatsoever..

"Awh come now flower~ don't I get a good morning kiss?" He teased, a deep laugh leaving him when the girl gave him the most spiteful glare he had ever received, her face having a soft pink tone to her otherwise pale skin as a small embarrassed blush crept up her cheeks.

"Shut up." She growled and yanked her arm back from his grip and threw the blankets off her, wincing softly as the headache spiked. Rubbing her face, Elara put the alarmclock back on the nightstand, now actually looking at the time.

13:32

Jezus has she really slept that long? An frustrated sigh left her lips as she got up from the bed, she walked over to one of the boxes and rummaged through it, all the while feeling his nonexistent eyes on her.

Offenderman followed her with his face, his gaze checking her figure out with a approved grin.

After a minute or two, Elara finally pulled out a half empty package of painkillers. Popping one out of the package, Elara walked over to the door connected to her bedroom.

It was a small bathroom with a toilet, sink and a shower. Nothing fancy but enough to get the job done. She checked herself out in the mirror that hung above the sink. Man she looked like a complete mess.. her long dark brown hair had more knots than she has energy to deal with, her skin was dry and it almost looked like her eyes had sunken in, she clearly had lost some weight.

And of course, not long after she disappeared in the bathroom, did Offenderman walk over. Leaning with his shoulder against the door opening while he crossed his arms over his chest.

Seeing him appear behind her through the mirror, she couldn't help but glare at him before grabbing her bathroom cup and turning the faucet on. Gulping the medication down with some water.

He watched her swallow the pill, purring seductively as he took a step closer, lickng his lips hungerly while towering over her with his ridiculous size.

Elara took a step back eying him wearily through the mirror already grabbing her toothbrush, her fist balling around the device with clear intend.

"Take another step closer and I will shove this so far up your ass you're gonna need the toothpaste to take it out again " she threatened as she turned around to face him, despite the lingering knot in her stomach from even being near him. Not to mention how miserably the first 'attack' failed with the alarmclock.

"BWA HA HA!" He laughed, a sound that rumbled deep enough that she felt shivers run down her spine the moment it tickled her eardrums "Oh very kinky~ I like it~" the monster chuckled , but backed off nontheless.

"Don't you have anything better to do?!" She snapped still clutching the toothbrush.

"Well I could be fucking your brains out." He stated and grinned once more. "But no baby, I'm all yours today~"

Elara mentally groaned at his words. Her grip around her toothbrush softened ever so slightly, the memories of the night before still plaguing her mind.

"Don't you have a promise to uphold?" She asked after a moment of silence. She looked away now finding the contours of her toothpaste strangely fascinating.

Offendermans playful grin faltered, not fully but enough that Elara felt the tension rise around him.

"Yes, and I have." He stated, the lustful tone long gone while he folded his arms over his chest once again, turning his head away from her. "For the most part."

"Becky and Mr Peterstone.. are they safe?" She asked, her heart hammering in her chest at the possible answer

"Yes yes." He grumbled with annoyance. "The man and your hot girlfriend are breathing just fine. "

The Reply lifted a weight from her chest, she didn't know what she would do if fhey got hurt..
"Where is my phone?" She asked, her eyes flicking over to him briefly.

He turned to face her fully, his head tilted to the side ever so slightly.

"Where were going you're not gonna need one sweetheart."