Midnight Ch. 22: REIgN by SZENSEI..,
(This series is a collaboration with my good friend Sanchez. His ideas, I ran with it. We will see how it evolves. He has a sound concept, and characters, I’m primarily piecing it all together and seeing how it plays out. We hope you enjoy our efforts.)
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MIDNIGHT chapter 22: REIgN
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9:45 PM…
Midnight Amador was shaking like a leaf after a twenty-two-mile ride down the coastline of South Carolina. Tied firmly to the luggage rack on top of the borrowed 4Runner utilized by Major Nick Sanchez retired, it gave her time to think. Her mother seemed sad but happy when Midnight left her for the night. Knowing her mom well, she had always been supportive if not protective. For her to give in so easily she was either tired, or…really did approve of Nick and his dark side, Midnight’s own dark revelation. All the girl knew was this was the happiest day of her life.
Fortunate for her no police officers had pulled Nick over, as if it would matter. Nick would have gotten off Scott free, the things they had gotten away with in such a short time gave her closure that she was safe in his hands… Her only real complaint if she could voice it was a few nasty bugs striking her like bullets on the shoulder and once along her right breast. Minor welts at best. Otherwise, she loved looking up at the stars and thanking them for this chance. Kami be blessed! Thank you, God!
Pulling into the driveway of his friend Marcus Jericho’s beach house, Nick parked outside next to Sheriff Roster’s squad car, unsure if the garage clearance wouldn’t ruin either of their dreams. Scraping Midnight off the roof in pieces did not sound all that appealing so he chose wisely. Ignoring her, even as she chilled in the ocean air Nick opened his garage door from the access panel adhered to its threshold. Stepping in, he walked through the interior door into the beach house and found it dark. A foyer light switch flipped on he explored his surroundings before any further steps. Nothing seemed out of place.
Just as he had before in leaving earlier in the evening, he checked under his couch cushion for his journal. Still untouched he nodded with approval that a certain blond hadn’t been snooping, for that matter an edgy middle-aged Sheriff. Suspecting where they were he set out searching for Dolan and Caprice for confirmation that they were alright. With Oliver Heavy Feather humiliated and pissed off, grieving over Caprice Comstock there was always the chance he followed Roster here. Although there were no alarms going off or camera warnings of any intruder that was not let in.
Almost expecting to walk in on them having sex he found both individuals snoozing away, Caprice snuggling tightly to his side, her hand laying right on Dolan’s crotch. Security blanket, Nick smirked. A glance at Ollie the skull on the dresser, not quite where Nick had left the poor deceased guy, he knew one or the other of them had disturbed it after placing it back where it was before the shower earlier. Nick just liked having everything exactly where he left it. OCD!
Smelling burgers long eaten Nick realized he himself hadn’t eaten all day, at least they had put the bag in the garbage. He also knew Midnight had gone without as well, he demanding Dolan ignore feeding her or giving her a drink. While part of his soul was heartless the other part found him wanting to sustain his slave for the long haul. He decided to make them dinner. Looking over his nearly bare cupboards he found rice and frozen veggies. Six eggs left in a carton, no meat. He was so used to eating at the diner that grocery shopping was minimal. Now that he had to feed his pet… his slave, he would take her shopping just to see the reaction of others to her nudity. Under his reign she would never wear clothing again. Blanket at worst to fend off the cold.
Rice in a rice cooker, veggies steaming in a pot, he held off on the eggs. Yawning with a dramatic stretch and a pop to his neck he concluded that it had been a long day even for him. While used to ignoring rest in the Military, his body was well adjusted to fatigue and coping. He had a fellow soldier who used to call him Batman for living off of four hours of sleep a day when in the field. Night goggles on most missions in the jungles of God knows where, he felt like Batman. Even more of a chuckle in the gloom of their careers his fellow soldier’s name was Alfred, just not Pennyworth. Good guy until he stepped on a landmine. Not much to send home so they didn’t. Nature of the beast!
While the food prepped pretty much on its own Nick figured Midnight had been left alone long enough for a beginner. Time to see if her emotions had gotten the best of her. Heading outside Nick heard the most unexpected thing. She was asleep and giggling at the same time, obviously dreaming of something that gave her reason to be amused. Grinning at her he just stood at the side of the 4Runner and enjoyed the peace. Between her soft adorable giggles and the surf calm tonight he peered up at the sky. Hardly a religious man, after a moment of reflection he still gave God a respectful nod. He knew the nod was ignored.
Almost hating to disturb her he knew bug bites would ruin her for a few days if he left her out here much longer. The air cool she probably needed warmth too before he made her sick. What good was a slave who suffered… “I’ll just throw a sleeping bag over her until dinner is ready.” Back to the garage he unrolled a thick, well insulated sleeping bag, unzipped it and carefully climbed up on to the truck roof from the windshield and fanned the sleeping bag over her.
She woke up at the shaking of the truck beneath his weight and peered up at him as if expecting him to untie her. Stretching over her to tuck in the bedding he planted his crotch right over her face. Smothering his timid erection over her he could tell she was giddy. It made him smile too, but not enough to let her know she made him happy as well. His emotions could not lead her astray. With a stern voice he told her as he crawled back over her and hovered, his face directly into hers as if promoting a possible kiss.
“In your dreams!” Off to check on dinner.
Veggies consisting of broccoli, cauliflower, and eggplant were mixed in with the white rice, combined with the six eggs. Not the finest dish in the world but it would fill a void once eaten. After taking time to plate up his own meal he located a large bowl in the Jericho pantry and rinsed it well knowing it hadn’t likely been used in years. Filling the bowl with more of his prepared cuisine he took them to the dining table. Locating a candle used should the power ever go out he created a bit of ambience, it’s glow enough to see by. Lights off he went back outside and set about waking her up again. Bedding pulled aside he untied her ankles first, then molded his body back over hers before releasing her wrists.