One Pissed Off Momma

Well, people have been complaining that I'm taking too long to post new installments of my story, Nearly Departed.  So, I worked today and got y'all a new one ready.  Hopefully this will keep you little Deviants satisfied until I can work up more mischief for Lisa and her cohorts!!
Enjoy!!

Lisa stretched and yawned. She hadn’t slept so soundly since she died. Awareness came slowly, the first thing that she noticed was the heavy silk comforter. It encased her like a lover’s embrace, warm and sinful.

She flew out of the bed as though she had been shot from a cannon. Stumbling to find her balance, she realized she was standing buck naked in the middle of a warm, deeply masculine bedroom. Jumping back onto the bed, she pulled the sinfully delicious silk around her naked body. Eyes darting everywhere at once, she searched for what was left of her once beautiful outfit.

Searching her memory to find some clue of how she ended up alone and naked under the thick silk comforter, Lisa had brief flashes of smooth brown skin, naked flesh and elevator music that thundered her doom. Shaking her head, she pondered the strange roads her life had taken since the horrible bus accident that took her life.

She was so lost in thought that she failed to notice the heavy oak door opening. Staring off into space she didn’t realize that Lucifer himself was standing beside the bed, looking down at her in the most appreciative manner. Only when he cleared his throat did she realize she was no longer alone.

Gripping the silk tighter, she stared at him with wide, startled eyes. Although she was frightened, she couldn’t help raking her eyes over his long, lean frame. For the “big bad” this man was definitely put together well. Her eyes lingered on the highs and lows of his form before finally venturing to his face. She was shocked to find that he was actually blushing.

“Didn’t you see enough last night?” A hint of anger tempered the embarrassment that overflowed from his deep, sexy voice. Perhaps he wasn’t as tough as everyone thought he was.

“Last night must not have been all that, I sure don’t remember much.” A sly grin twisted her full lips, “I’m actually disappointed. I figured it would be unforgettable.”

Shaking her head, Lisa allowed the comforter to slide a few inches. The top of her full rounded breast peeked out at him like shy kittens. She knew she was playing a dangerous game, but being broke, jobless and dead had a way of changing a girl’s outlook on things.

The dark stain spread across Lucifer’s face and down his neck as he averted his eyes. Although Lisa was one hot little dead girl, he couldn’t afford to stray from his course. He had things to accomplish, and she was an important part of his plan. If he dallied with her now it could ruin the outcome he had struggled to obtain for centuries.

Slamming open the closet, he reached in and grabbed a woman’s Armani suit and tossed it on the bed.
“Get some clothes on, we have things to do.” His voice was deep and gruff with suppressed emotion. Turning on his heel, he stormed out of the bedroom in a flurry of lust and denial.

‘Dammit! Just when I decide to be reckless he decides to be a pussy. Who would have thunk it??’

Stretching like a cat, she fingered the seams of the delectable suit. No sensible woman would wear this suit without underclothes, not even a dead one. Deciding to stay put until she had some, Lisa stretched again and laid back down, a contented smile playing across her lips.

Almost an hour had passed before the bedroom door slammed open yet again. Lucifer stormed in, his eyes flashing with anger, the lust driven flush to his skin replaced by an even darker flush of anger.

“I said get dressed!!” His voice bounced and echoed against the walls. “I meant today, not next week. Now get up!”

He reached out and snatched the comforter from the bed, revealing Lisa in all of her naked glory. She knew she should try and cover herself, but the heat that had coursed through her body last night returned with a vengeance.

Her shyness evaporated with the unfamiliar heat. Looking him in the eye, she stretched, arching her back to display her assets boldly.

“Like what you see?” She asked breathlessly.

Lucifer’s eyes flashed red, heat emanated from him in waves. Clenching his teeth, he stared her straight in the face and asked, “Why aren’t you dressed?”

Disappointment flooded through Lisa. Never before had she been so brazen with anyone. She had always been shy and reserved when it came to her body, and no that she had decided to exhibit her naked flesh the man she had chosen couldn’t care less. What the hell??

Jumping from the bed, she stood before him in all of her naked glory. He looked amused as his eyes skimmed over her, pausing at the more interesting of places. A satisfied grin played across his face, as the tip of his tongue darted across his bottom lip. He would like nothing more than to play out this scenario, but it would serve his ultimate purpose even if it would be entertaining.

“I’m not dressed because I have no underwear!” Her voice was brittle with rejection and anger. “AND I don’t want to wear someone else’s clothes!”

Laughter bubbled from Lucifer’s lips. Soon his entire being was shaking and tear sprang to his eyes. The only reason she would react this way was that she thought the suit belonged to someone else. He hadn’t told her that he had purchased it especially for her. But of course, she didn’t realize that she had been here, recovering from whatever mischief Momma Fred had done to her, for over a week now. The mere thought of her naked in his bed had been enough to drive him insane the last few days, perhaps that explained the uncontrollable laughter.

The laughter died as he realized he could do nothing to take advantage of the situation. His desire for this woman was overwhelming, yet if he gave in to the temptation he would ruin centuries of planning.

“I had the suit made especially for you, as for under clothes, they are in the drawers. This is your room for the time being, everything you need is here for you, so make use of it.” Giving her naked body one last lingering glance, he smiled. “Although I am thoroughly enjoying the show, we do have things to do.”

Lisa was mortified. She had all but thrown herself at him and he didn’t even bother trying anything. Stomping her foot, she clenched her fist and screamed.

‘What was wrong with him? What was wrong with her?’ Her mind circled with more questions as she slammed open drawers in search of underclothing. Getting dressed in record time, she was still seething as she jerked open the door and stomped out into the hallway.

There was no way she was going to allow this creature to get the best of her, she would stand up to whatever he threw her way. Of course, she had no idea what all of this was about, but as she stomped down the hallway she set her mind to finding out.

As the heavy oak door slammed against the wall, Lucifer jumped. Then he cursed. He hated to be startled, whenever someone startled him it only served to remind him that he wasn’t the omnipotent being that everyone believed he was. If anyone else found out that particular bit of juicy knowledge there would be literal hell to pay.

Rage transformed his face into a mask of pure evil as he turned to face the intruder. The rage melted away only to be replaced with overwhelming lust as his eyes lit upon the most beautiful creature in all of creation. Lisa stood as still as a statue, her large eyes round with fear, her lips compressed in a thin, tight line.

Clearing his throat, Lucifer took a deep calming breath. Years of conversing with the great yogis of the world had taught him how to overcome fear and anxiety, although he had yet to learn how to overcome the emotions that played through his dark soul at this very second. Another calming breath and he was ready to deal with the little she devil that threatened everything he had ever worked for.

“Took you long enough!”

Lisa immediately puffed up like a turkey. Anger flashed in her ever changing eyes and a dangerous red creeped up her neck to color her pale skin a molted blush. Her eyes squinted in that adorable way they had of doing when she was upset.
“No, actually it didn’t take long enough! If I knew I was going to have to deal with an asshole I would have put on a decontamination suit instead of Armani!” Her voice was sharp as a knife and the remark was delivered with the striking speed of a venomous snake.

Once again Lucifer found himself unable to control the laughter that bubbled up from deep in his black soul. Even if she was screwing up his plan, it was worth it simply for the sharp humor she possessed.

Of course, his laughter made her anger burn all the hotter.

“What is so fucking funny?” She demanded, stomping her dainty foot for emphasis. “First you knock me out somehow, then you strip me down and do who knows what to me only to leave me alone in a locked room. And now you are screaming like a lunatic at me. Seriously. What. IS. Your. Problem?”

The laughter died and the anger faded as they locked eyes. Every sound, every movement, stood frozen in time as they both realized that the anger was nothing less than a cover for the unexpected and unwelcome emotions that were struggling to take root within them both. Taking a step forward, Lisa placed the palm of her hand flat on his chest, tilting her head upward, she licked her lips, the tip of her tongue causing his to….
Jump back like a startled cat when the door burst open again and in stalked the infamous Momma Fred, complete with her multicolor scarfs and jingling beads. Her head was encased in a bright yellow head wrap that fought, unsuccessfully, to contain her outrageous hair.

“What in the seven hells is going on here?” She bellowed. “Have you two lost your ever living minds? Gods protect us, get away from each other!”

Grabbing Lisa’s arm in a less than gentle manner, Momma Fred yanked her back and flipped her on the nose as though she were a misbehaving puppy.

“You”, she screamed at Lucifer, “you should know better! Do you realize what could happen? Do you want this all to be for nothing?
”
Lucifer was stunned. Before today no one had ever bad mouthed him, let alone berated him. Then in one day a beautiful ghoul and a Voodoo Priestess both shouted him down as though he were a misbehaving school boy.

He steeled himself for battle, only to face the most dangerous of all creatures.

One Pissed Off Momma!

Stay tuned for more of the adventure of Lucifer and Lisa.  Who knows what trouble they are going to get into!!!