In the middle of the night. red and blue lights flashed in front of a mid-rise apartment in Limerock Town. On the tenth floor, the corridor around unit number seven was cordoned off with police tape, men in blue uniforms were assigned to block off the curious neighbors and the desperate journalists and reporters that's trying to ducked over the police tape into the apartment for footage of the crime scene.
*Dink*
The elevator door slid open and two women stepped out of it, the woman with blonde hair leading the way, pushing through the crowd with her lean but strong arms and the woman with cap on followed behind.
"Ma'am, do not step further."—The young officer in front of the police tape puts up his hand—"This is a crime scene."
The blonde-haired woman remained in silence, she slid her hands into her bomber jacket's inner pocket, pulling out her wallet to flashed the officer her badge.
"SCID?" The young police officer's forehead wrinkled with confusion, unfamiliar with the badge held out before him.
"Tsk." The blonde-haired woman clicked her tongue in annoyance, ready to burst out on the young officer.
"Let them in."
A deep voice cut through them. Behind the police tape was a senior officer, he signaled the young officer to let the two women through before putting the cigarettes back to his mouth.
The young officer quickly lifted the police tape to let the blonde-haired woman through, the woman following on the back showed the badge she hung on her neck before going through the tape as well. A journalist pretended to be the woman's co-worker by flashing a random badge but was quickly pushed back by the young officer.
"Good evening, ladies. The scene is all yours," The senior officer greeted.
"Well, you're easy to work with. Did any of your men entered the apartment?" The blonde-haired lady asked while the woman donning a red cap remained in silence.
"Only two patrol officers, paramedics and the neighbor of the homeowner, he is the one who called the ambulance."
"I assumed he was dead when your men arrived?"
"Barely alive. But he was pronounced dead on his way to the hospital." The senior officer handed over his phone to the blonde-haired woman, showing a picture of a mummified man. "Poor bastard, he couldn't even muster the strength to speak his last word."
Both the women were shocked, although the victim is dead, this was the first of the many cases where the victim was alive for a brief moment, something must have disturbed 'it'.
Without further ado, the blonde haired woman returned the phone to the senior officer and entered the crime scene with her co-worker.
The previous dark apartment is now illuminated with white fluorescent light. The red capped woman stood idle on the side while the blonde-haired woman took a deep breath.
"A drunken man, a pair of men and women with the smell of gunpowder, a group of people with the smell of strong disinfectant, a man with the smell of coconut oil and a man with a vehicle smoke smell. It seems like it did not enter through the front door," The blonde-haired woman murmured .
"Ashley, focus on the scent of the drunken man," The red capped woman instructed as she slipped a glove over one of her hands to pick up the empty beer can on the floor. Deducing that the drunken man must be the homeowner.
Scent fades but not completely, based on how much scent remained, the blonde-haired woman, Ashley, was able to use her heightened sense of smell to determine how long a person stayed in a certain place and differentiate between the new and old smell of the same person. Starting from the front door, she closed her eyes and began to follow the trail of pungent scent of the homeowner.
Despite having her eyes closed, Ashley was able to maneuver herself with ease over the dining chairs that were not pushed in thoroughly under the dining table and the messy hallway.
"Kiara, this was where it happened." Ashley stood right in the middle of the kitchen, her nose wiggle a little bit more as she stared at the kitchen hood. "It broke in through the hood."
"But what makes it stop its assault on the homeowner? This has never happened before."
"The entrance of the kitchen, the man with a smoky smell was there, watching."
"It must be the neighbor then, the senior officer said he's the one that found his body."
"I don't think so, there's a smell of coconut oil that came later, way after it left. "
"Does this mean we got a second victim?"
Ashley with her eyes closed again, following the trail of the metallic smell belonging to 'it' before she stopped at the wall at the far side from the kitchen.
"OOOOHH HOOOO!" Ashley suddenly dropped down on her knee and released a low grunting voice, her hands pressing on her hands pressing on her lower abdomen.
"What happened!" Kiara quickly came to her side but Ashley put her hand out and simply told her she's fine.
'What is this smell, it smells like…sex. Did that man have sex with 'it'? Impossible right? And this fishy smell, it definitely came from this stain over here.' Ash thought with a red face, the smell she caught was a mix of vehicle smoke and something different, this scent was....manly, it was so strong that her pussy reacted strongly to it, she is wet right now.
"What is this?" Kiara had also noticed the stain on the wooden floor in front of Ash, she used her gloved fingers to brush against the floor and took a whiff. "I-Is this it's…. blood?"
'Nonononono, this is definitely it's squirt juice." Ash could only keep this thought to herself, nobody would believe her if she were to say that the man had sex with 'it'. And that's the last thing she wants to write in her report. But she couldn't leave out the possibility that this may be it's blood, they haven't even seen it despite chasing it for days.
"What happened afterward?"
Ashley stood right back up with a shaky leg and took a few steps away from the wall and took in another breath. "He went out of the door and 'it' stayed here for quite a while before fleeing through the kitchen hood."
"Well, whoever that man is, there's one thing we could be sure of, he either had EGS or he took 'SBIA'. So far, all the fallen victims have either of those."
"Speak of the devil." Ashley noticed the package on the table, she took a quick sniff and tore it open, revealing a small bag of pink pills. "The smoky scented man must be the one who brought these SBIA pills here, the package was full of his smell."
"Let's check the surveillance footage with the security, see if we can get this guy's identity. We need to get to him before 'it' does."
Behind the security desk, both women had their eyes locked on the computer screen, Kiara was scrolling the mouse to rewind the security footage. The old security was dozing off at the back.
"Roll back!" Ashley exclaimed, "Pause! This guy, he had the same package we found."
They leaned their faces closer to the computer screen, reading the delivery details on the phone that Ryan displayed for the security camera.
"Ryan Black? I think I know this guy, he's the one that came out of the president room of Amarod University." Kiara pointed out.
"Hm? Isn't that the place you were assigned to infiltrate? He should be easy to find then."
Kiara took a picture of the delivery details and sent it back to their headquarters before leaving the apartment.
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It was 2 AM when I had returned back home, I stumbled across the hallway semi-conscious to the kitchen, knocking down a chair when I almost fell flat on the floor.
The adrenaline boost that got me away from the tall lady had diminished and the after-effect from the attack of the tall lady had slowly crept back in, my throat was parched dry and my body was heating up from the constant flashback of the incident, it was terrifying but arousing at the same time.
Swaying open the refrigerator, my trembling hand reached for the large transparent bottle sitting on the shelf located on the inside of the refrigerator door.
Slumping down on the couch in the dark living room, I begin chucking down the cold water to quench my thirst and the building heat but to no avail, the heat continues to build up and my throbbing dick refuses to go down without a wank….
-Lara POV-
Upstairs in Lara's bedroom, Lara was startled awake by the loud commotion downstairs. She went down with a nightgown on to check what was going on, but there were no lights on. She flipped open the lights on the hallway and the kitchen but was only met with the fridge left open and a fallen chair. "Could it be that someone broke into our house?" She pondered with worry as she closed the fridge but was soon drawn to the gasping voice echoed from the living room.
She drew a kitchen knife from the knife holder, walking toward the living room with her heels lifted off the ground. "W-Whoever is there, show yourself! I got a knife! I'm not afraid of you!" Getting closer to the source of the voice, she gripped her knife tightly to the shadowy figure sitting on the couch while using her free hand to fumble across the wall for the light switch.
*Click*
Lara heaved a sigh of relief, it was only Ryan but she immediately noticed something was wrong with him. Ryan was sweating profusely and his face was pale white. Lara placed the knife on the coffee table and went to his side and tried to shake him up but he simply grunted in response.
Lara took her sight away from Ryan's face to his lower part. Inside of his jeans, a long and thick bulge was stretching tight against his jeans, yearning for fresh air from the suffocating fabric cage. The reason why Ryan was in the state he is was obvious and there's only one way to deal with it.
Setting her mind to it, Lara kneeled on the floor in front of Ryan, she unbuckled his belt and yanked his jeans out of the way. His cock sprung up and slapped against his stomach, viscous precum were leaking and coating his dickhead.
She gulped and bit her lips, the sheer length and girth of his member made her clit pulsed with need. She leaned closer to take a sniff, causing a light whimper of pleasure to escape from Ryan's mouth when her hot breath touched the tip of his dick.
The smell turned on a switch in her, her eyes turned heart shaped as lust had taken over the timid her. With no further hesitation, she wrapped her fingers around the head of his cock and began spreading the natural lube along the length of his cock, up and down, again and again.
"This is the real thing." Lara muttered, the dick she had been going nuts for over the past few days is finally in her grasp. She had resorted to staying away from Ryan due to the guilt she had for masturbating with his cum towel and his boxer but now, all those thoughts were blown away at this moment.
"ahhhh"
Ryan, who was unconscious, grunted in pleasure, fingers digging deeper into the leather couch. It was different compared to the way he touched himself, it was much more cold and soft.
However, Ryan wasn't the only one getting all the enjoyment. Lara with her free hand reached under her nightgown to rubbed her wet clit with the same intensity as her other hand stroking his cock. It was almost as if he was fucking her.
She sank her nose into his hefty balls and began sniffing greedily while she grazed her index finger all around the underside of his glans before stroking down, continuously.
Ryan was immediately jolted awake by the sudden transition, the sensitivity under the glans was too overwhelming for him as he moaned in pleasure. "Mmmmph...L-Lara? What are you doing?"
"Shhhhh, it's okay. Just leave it to me. I will make you feel better." Lara locked eyes with Ryan from below. Ryan's hip moved instinctively, matching the rhythm of her hand. After several more strokes, she could feel his cock throbbing, she upped the speed of both of her hands.
"Cum! Ryan! Cum! Don't hold back! Cum for me please!"
"NGHHHHHH"
Strings of white spurt shot from the tip, decorating both Ryan's shirt and Lara's hand and face. Both of their moans resonated throughout the living room, Ryan was huffing and puffing on the couch and colors had returned to his face.
Lara, on the other hand, was experiencing the climax of her lifetime, her pussy were spasming like someone stuck a vibrator in it. It lasted for a full minute before Lara plopped her head on Ryan's thigh with staggered breath. The white translucent fluid accidentally consumed by Lara had amplified her orgasm by folds.
From the staircase, a woman with dark blue hair looked upon them with a pensive gaze, as though she was plotting something.
Note : Some stranger fed my turtle banana, now he's biting anything that's yellow. My racist turtle is now chasing after asians in Chinatown as I speak