Corpse Maiden

**Sweat dripped from my brows as her mouth gripped me tight like a bull rider moments before a showdown. The moist warmth filled me like a glass until I was overflowing with lust. Her tongue caressed me, owned me, stole my power and my will. Her pace struck sharp blows into my soul. The sound it made was sloppy but was like a greatly orchestrated opera at the same time. She cuffed me taking me in deeper to her throat. I grabbed the back of her head near my limit. In this moment I would will her my life and everything in it.

She stopped, staring up at me with a smile as deceptively innocent as it was alluring. Then a small trickle of blood ran down the side of her lips. It soon became a pool of blood. I grasped at my neck that was suddenly in pain. My hand came back a drunken red. I was bleeding? What was going on? My world became smaller as everything grew black.**

He sat up swiftly nearly falling from his desk. A cold sweat crept at his back as he clutched his neck. He shook the dream from his head realizing he had fallen asleep during class again and was having such an intense dream. An elbow nudged him.

"You okay Austin?" Nessie asked slightly worried, her wavy blonde hair cascading over the shoulders of her slightly petite frame. "You have a scary look on your face."

He wiped his forehead and smiled. "It's nothing Nessie." Nessie was by all accounts the nicest person in the world, albeit, a timid individual.

"Still having nightmares at your age? Disgraceful wouldn't you agree?" Christian rubbed his auburn colored hair in disbelief. Austin and Christian had a mutually strained friendship. Christian has a habit of being an ass but he was a good guy.

Austin gave him a hard look. "Oh yeah? Says the guy who still sleeps with his tv on. Big baby."

Christian shot back with his own evil eye. "Oh ho, so the peasant thinks himself clever?"

"Anytime Playboy." Austin smirked.

Nessie smiled cheerfully. "It must be nice to be such good friends?"

"Don't kid yourself who would want to be good friends with such a snob."

"It would take quite the uncivilized bunch to keep the company of such a boorish imp."

"What'd you say?"

"If you three are done with your buffoonery, I would like to finish my lesson." The professor coughed returning back to the diagram on the board.

Grimoire Academy, a private K-12 school that had recently added a university to its grounds. The estate was well over several tens of thousands square feet overall feeling more of a small village than an academy. It boasted the best facilities, teachers, and equipment possible, no other learning institution could come close to its prestige. It was the epitome of extravagance and the ultimate way for the rich to assert their dominance.

Austin had been living here on the academy grounds since he was a boy, a request his wealthy grandfather made on his deathbed. One his parents had accepted in order to claim their inheritance. Things hadn't been all bad for him he has made many new friends and life has gone on. He had even just made it into the new university.

The bell rang signaling the end of the afternoon classes. The students all poured out in the halls, shuffling past one another routinely on their way out the building.

"Austin, I was going to go to one of the cafes for a quick snack. I was wondering -if you didn't mind maybe you -umm..." Nessie fidgeted.

"She's inviting you moron. Don't make her say something so embarrassing." Christian stepped from nowhere to finish Nessie's thought.

"I see. I would like that but, I actually have a club meeting I can't be late to."

"Oh..." Her eyes trailed of saddened.

"I heard you joined another weird club didn't think there was any truth to it, you never seemed interested since they blacklisted you from the last one. You sure you can't skip out? This is Nessie we're talking about here, the genius beauty of the Freshmen class."

"Sorry if I skipped out today, I'm confident the club' president would likely hunt me down wolverine style. Not to mention the vice president would literally eat me alive." He shook at the thought.

"You exaggerate too much."

"Oh no, the Vice President is a monster. Certified. Pure evil."

"Well, let's go talk to this Vice President, where is he?"

"Austin!" As if on cue, her familiar voice caused him to cringe, if only a little.

"Schera...I mean, Vice Prez!?" He stumbled.

"I have been sent by the president to collect you. I assured her you would make good on your promise as you surely would not choose certain death but she grew restless awaiting your return."

"But...classes just let out." Nessie protest in an almost whispered voice.

The Vice President pushed the frames of her glasses further up her nose and peered down at Nessie, towering over her. The sun reflected of Schera's glasses while the wind swayed her silky purplish-black hair like a leaf on the end of a branch. Her entire stance was menacing and beginning to take a toll on Nessie.

"Who would have thought this monster of a Vice President would turn out to be such a lovely maiden." Christian stepped in front of Nessie, taking Schera's lightly tanned hand and kissing it. "Surely Austin jest with his descriptions of you."

Schera gracefully slipped her hand from his, her expression never changing from the cold and collected look Austin has always known. He wasn't even sure if she knew how to express any other emotion. Scary. She pinned him with a hard stare as if she had just read his mind.

"Since you're here. I might as well ask..." Christian began

"Absolutely not!" Schera answered firmly.

"Wha...You have no idea what I'm asking."

"Austin has given his word to The President. She requires his presence and I am here to ensure he abides."

"Just who does this president think he is deciding things like when and how someone shows up? Where does this imbecile get off?" Christian blurted angrily.

Schera surprised Austin with a new look. One of equal rage and bewilderment. She clenched her fist and spoke daggers of ice. "How dare lowly human filth like you speak such poisonous words about Lady Cereza!"

"Ha! Lady Cereza!? She's so pompous she has you refer to her like royalty. Even I, the diamond of the first years, find that too egotistical."

Schera moved like lightening snatching Christian up by the collar of his school blazer. "A tiny insect-like you has no right to even utter Lady Cereza's name!"

"Vice Prez. Please calm down." Austin smiled to diffuse the situation. "I'll meet you in the clubroom. Promise."

Schera let Christian fall to the ground, still maintaining a scowl filled with death on Christian. "Very well I shall return ahead of you. Austin, do not make me wait too long. I believe you know the consequences of such an action?"

He chuckled nervously. "I wouldn't dream of it." Schera turned on her heels and returned from once she came. Austin let out a deep sigh.

"Damn she is quite the brute indeed. Perhaps she's the tsundere type." Christian mused standing to his feet.

"More like tsun-tsun. I doubt she even knows what it means to be sweet."

"She's a little...intimidating." Nessie half-joked. "Are you going to be ok going with her?"

"Thanks for the concern. I don't think she's going to fatally injure me the president forbid it.

"Huh?" Nessie and Christian asked in unison.

Austin shuffled. "It's nothing. I should be going now."

Austin stood just outside of the clubroom's door. Surrounded by foliage, in the back of the grounds, was the old preschool building. It was mostly abandoned and long since forgotten. A single handwritten sign read Supernatural Discovery Club, was taped to the front door of the shabby structure.

Clubs were a very significant aspect of academy life. There were hundreds of clubs across the estate. Most of the clubs were pretty common while others only served to explore individualistic agendas. Then there was the club Austin joined. Or rather forced onto him.

He reached for the door. It came open on its own. Her slightly wavy jet black hair was the first thing he saw before he was tackled to the ground. The sun glistened across her smooth caramel skin. "Austin, you're late I almost had the urge to send Schera out again."

"Cereza...I mean Club Prez?"

Cereza laughed. "Don't be so formal. Especially after everything we have gone through this week. I'd never done it before. Thanks for making my first time a moment I will never forget."

The dream Austin had earlier, which was actually a recent memory of their first encounter, replayed in his mind. She blushed then hugged him tightly smiling giddily like she could see his thoughts.

"It's embarrassing if you continue to think about it so much." She smirked.

"If you say things like that out loud people will talk." Austin pleaded breaking free from her bear hug lightly pushing her away with his hands.

" What would they say if they were to witness you groping me like this?" She smiled. Austin realized in his attempt to escape her death hug both hands lingered familiarly on her ample breast.

He quickly snatched his hands back. "I didn't mean..."

"I don't have a bra on today. Could you tell?"

He blushed and stared at her chest before averting his gaze sharply. "Don't you get enough of teasing me like this."

She looked in his eyes with a resolve that frightened him a degree "I'm not teasing. Would you like a peek?" She peeled the top of her school blouse back revealing a wonderful shot of her perfect cleavage. Austin swallowed then noticed a menacing silhouette behind Cereza.

His eyes met Schera. Schera's eyes met the two of them. Austin had his back on the ground whilst Cereza had him straddled showcasing her voluptuous assets. Austin broke into a nervous sweat. An aura of murderous intent surrounded Her. "And just what in God's name do you think you're doing swine!?"

"Schera...Vice Prez, it's not what you think..."

"Silence! For you to be so bold as to attempt to take advantage of Lady Cereza in broad daylight...this offense is unforgivable." Schera pointed a lance -one they had just noticed in her hands- mere inches from Austin's face. "Prepare to die!"

"Wait...Cereza say something." Austin panicked as Cereza only continued to hug him giddily.

"This much is okay isn't Schera. Afterall he has done so much more to me." She smiled devilishly.

Schera's eyes widened. "Princess..." Then her eyes turned back to Austin burning even more intensely. "Final requests flea?"

"Spare me?"

"Denied!" She lunged towards him with eyes like the sun.