(Sofia POV)
I fucking love college towns. All the hot guys are dumb and more than willing to go somewhere private. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to find a hunk out on a Monday night the week of finals. Leave it to the frat boys to be drinking on a Monday. They’re nothing but consistent and luckily they consistently are hot.
“I may have gone overboard.”
I found three poor idiots sitting outside a liquor store, looking for another idiot with an ID to buy them beer. When I approached, they offered to pay. All I asked was for a good time in exchange. They greedily accepted and soon enough I found myself invited into their frat houses with a couple of twelve packs. It was like finding a Dodo Bird, just begging to be killed. I waited until they were properly wasted to begin having fun with them. I grabbed the tall one first, he was handsome and muscular at around six foot four. He didn’t even realize what happened when I dragged him to the master bedroom and pinned his hand to the headboard of the bed. I stripped him and forced his dick to attention and began to play with him. He only realized what happened when the blood started leaking down his arm. He tried to struggle, but he was drunk and uncoordinated. A couple hits to the head and he blinked out of consciousness just long enough for me to remove his arms from his body. He was awake when I cut off his legs. He was nothing more than a stick when I finally got going. He screamed until he bled out, but I kept his dick hard for as long as possible.
When I was finished, I found the next drunk idiot banging on the door. He thought we were just fucking rough and he wanted a turn. I was happy to drag him into the room and drop him next to his friend. The way the blood ran from his face when he saw the sight was so amazing. I couldn’t hold myself back and I grabbed my knife and started gutting him on the spot. He tried to fight, but he wasn’t strong. I simply pushed down as I removed all the useless intestines around his stomach. He barely had enough blood to maintain an erection when I was done, but I managed to keep him hard and alive for long enough to get a good orgasm out of it. It was awfully fun to use his ribs as handlebars as I rode him. He was dead for most of the ride though.
The last drunk idiot passed out before any of the fun began. He was shorter and a bit of a lightweight compared to his friends. I took his sleeping ass and dropped him between his two friends. I stripped him of his clothes and began to fuck him and the little erection he had while sleeping. His face when he woke up and saw me was hilarious. It began with happiness at seeing me bounce on his dick, then confusion as he noticed the blood on me, then horror as he looked to his sides and saw his friends. I didn’t give him much time to react, I had already tied his friend’s intestines to his neck and when I was done cumming I hoisted him up. He began to shake like a beat pinata. I took a few good hits at him while he choked there on his friend’s blood and his own throat. By the time he stopped struggling, his ribs were already broken from all the abuse I gave him. I decided I didn’t want to keep him up there though, not entirely. I took my knife and cut him along the torso. It dropped with a loud thud onto the floor and blood splashed everywhere.
I now looked at myself in the mirror. I was covered head to toe in blood. I knew nothing would come from this. Washing it out will be a bitch though. I was in a frat house and when I checked the bathroom, there was no soap. I can’t judge people’s lack of hygiene in my current condition, but if I let this stay in my hair it would be disgusting. I washed what I could off my face and hands and contemplated what to do next. I could walk into a store that opened twenty-four seven and buy some. It would be funny to watch the face of the cashiers. My phone suddenly rang. It took me a moment to find it among my clothes which were all dropped on the floor. It was one in the morning so that could only be one person. Alice Hsu was the contact on the screen. I answered and put it on speaker.
“What do you want?”
“S-Sofia, where are… w-why are you n-naked and covered in b-blood?”
Every call was FaceTime with her. She had access to my camera at all times. I guess I had been gone for over five hours and she needed to make sure I hadn’t ditched town. I answered that question first.
“I’m still in town. I was just releasing some anger so I didn’t kill Alan.”
She took a while to respond. I smiled at the camera and angled the phone to lean me against the bathroom mirror. I covered my tits with my hands, they weren’t huge but they had a nice shape and size to them. Definitely better than in high school. My abs were also looking the best they have in a while. I’ve always been in great shape since signing the contract, but my recent work has left them toned and creating the shape of a six pack. In my opinion, I looked like something out of playboy and freaking loved it. The blood only added to that arousal as everywhere I touched left streaks of it.
“Don’t tell me you’re masturbating to me again? You’re nothing more than a fucking pervert.”
She stuttered out a response finally. Her voice was even higher pitched than normal and I could practically feel her arousal and embarrassment.
“I-I-I’m not! I-I’m trying to be s-serious!”
I blew a raspberry at her then moved the phone upwards so she couldn’t see me. I grabbed some rolls of paper towels I found and began to get as much blood off as possible. I definitely needed a shower. Alice gathered herself and began at it again.
“W-when you get back, you s-should know this.”
This caught my attention and I peaked over the phone so she could see I was listening.
“Alan’s been added to the p-protection clause.”
I was shocked. The protection clause was one of the sections of the contract which mandated that any individual the boss listed could not be harmed. It wasn’t just an order, it was a binding agreement. I wouldn’t be able to psychically damage him in any way. I could still grab him like earlier this evening, but I couldn’t crush his throat or let him pass out. The list also applied to every single contracted reaper. Alice and the others fell under it.
My shock was that any member on that list had to meet certain requirements. They had to either be a currently contracted individual, all of us weren’t though, a being which can consume souls, none were, or had evidence of their use alive. These requirements were in place to keep the boss in check. As far as I knew, absolutely no one was on that list. That is until Alan Anthony was added. I have no idea what would happen if I even attempted to harm him. I found myself asking the obvious question.
“He’s that important?”
“Mhm”
She hummed the answer. I had some idea that he must be important. Why the hell else would I be put on guard duty? I was one of her best reapers and without me she’d see a massive drop in souls. This action set it in stone. I stepped away from the phone and thought for a moment. I was never a planner and I didn’t mind. I was told to kill or kidnap someone or do some odd task and I never bothered to question it. I just don’t care most of the time. I’m free to do what I want. What’s the point in worrying? This task forced me to break that decade old routine. I could see plain as day why he is useful. He could track me and Roxane. No one else could do that. Clearly his skills exceed what I saw if this is how far we’re going to protect him. Alice interrupted my thinking.
“D-don’t tell Alan this. I-If he thinks we could s-still hurt him, he’ll be easier t-to control.”
I appeared in frame and nodded in understanding. That fact was a given. Every time I moved around him he flinched. He was afraid of me and that’s how I wanted to keep it. If he learned we were incapable of harming him, he might try some funny idea; like escaping. Alice followed up with the next glaring questions.
“S-so are you c-coming back?”
These paper towels weren’t going to cut it. I needed some way to clean myself after I went overboard. The easiest option ahead of me was also the one I had to do and wanted to do the least.
“Yeah yeah, let me put my clothes back on. I’ll be there soon.”