32 Ch. 32 Meeting the Argents

"Thank you for driving me" Allison says from the passenger seat of Myrddin's Challenger.

"No problem" Myrddin replies while resting his left arm on his open window and enjoys the cool night air.

They're heading towards Allison's house after dropping Gwen off at Myrddin's house. Gwen was taken to the hospital by Ada.

Myrddin looks over at Allison who's looking in the side view mirror. "Are we going to talk about what happened between you and Scott?"

"I'm…. Are we going to talk about what happened between you and those 3 girls?" Allison deflects.

"I don't fuck and tell… wait. I don't shag and brag" Myrddin nods to himself as he remembers the saying.

Allison looks at Myrddin and sees his smile. "Did you-"

"Yes, that was an Austin Powers reference" Myrddin turns a corner.

"That's funny, but not what I was going to ask….." Allison looks at his lips for a hint of residual lipgloss or lipstick. "All 3?"

"Yeah" Myrddin nods. He won't get into the nitty-gritty, but this much is fine. He won't hide it, but he won't go out of his way to talk about it.

Allison can't help but ask. "Separately or-"

"All together" Myrddin catches a glimpse of a shocked expression on Allison, but it's more of a curious expression.

"When?" Allison can't help but wonder. Sure she and Scott showed up late to the party, and she didn't see Myrddin dancing until almost just before Scott left her.

"You won't be getting much more info. But I'll say you and Scott didn't exactly show up at the start. It took a while, but it was shorter than I expected for a 3-on-1, with the 1 coming out on top. And they sure took a while to come back to their senses" Myrddin remembers the experience. It was good, but weird at the same time.

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During the act he lost his mind a little, but he remembers the entire experience perfectly. To be specific, his mind got so hazy after they started the foreplay he was barely able to hold himself back.

He's not sure what happened, but it was like his emotions were enhanced or he shared the girls pleasure after a certain point. He's also pretty sure the girls also felt his own pleasure. It was truly an indescribable experience. He doubts this is what normal sex is like, but if it was he could understand why Lydia does what she does. Doesn't mean he agrees with it. Just means he can understand why people get lost in the pleasure.

After the 4-way sex session he felt better than ever and was able to still keep his head on his shoulders afterwards. The girls could only take one round each and they were exhausted, nearly passed out actually. But they eventually came back to reality and dragged Myrddin out onto the dance floor after a while.

After the act, he noticed his magic had improved, and his understanding of it had also increased. Which is why he was able to enhance his senses. He's also pretty sure his mana had entered the girls' bodies to link their pleasure, or whatever that was. Now, he's pretty sure he might be able to attempt healing someone if he can find someone, or something, to practice on.

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Allison is left speechless. She was still curious about the details, but she decides to just keep most of her questions to herself. "My house is…. the one with the angry dad standing on the front porch…"

Myrddin instantly spots the house and pulls up along the side of the road. And feels like he's seen this guy before. Not like a deja vu from a vision. But like a deja vu from a picture or something.

"Thanks for driving me Myrddin. I'll see you at school on Monday" Allison opens the door and gets out.

She waves to him and begins walking away when she hears the car's engine shut off. Turning around she sees Myrddin get out and follow her to the house. "What are you doing?" She hisses in a whisper.

"Saying hi to your dad, I think I know him" Murddin whispers and gives her a wink as they both get to the front porch.

Allison's dad stares at Myrddin with a serious frown that only a protective dad can do.

Myrddin holds his hands up. "Don't kill me, I'm not Scott"

Allison rolls her eyes as she stands to the side.

"If you aren't Scott then who are you and where is 'Scott'? He picked my daughter up but he can't drop her off?" Allison's dad continues to stand tall with his arms folded across his chest and he looks down at Myrddin who stays at the bottom of the porches steps.

"Dad~!" Allison complains but only gets 'the look' from her dad.

"Scott had to leave because something urgent came up, so I offered to drive Allison home. I'm Myrddin Wyllt, do you mind if I ask your name? I think I've seen you somewhere before" Myrddin keeps his hands on the air.

"Wyllt?" Allison's dad says and looks at this guy closer. "Are you related to Moonlight Tech?"

Myrddin smirks. "My dad is the CEO, Oh!" He points at the man. "Are you Chris Argent? Is your father Gerard Argent?"

Allison's father narrows his eyes at this kid. "I am, and he is…"

"Why didn't you tell me Allison? Oh, I guess you kinda did when you told me about…." Myrddin rubs his chin. Allison did explain what her dad does for work and why they move so often.

Chris studies this boy. "Why would you know-"

"My dad talks about you and your family from time to time. He really likes what you do" Myrddin gives him a smile.

"What? My job as a security consultant or me selling guns?" Chris at this point is confused and his brain is working as fast as it can.

Murddin shakes his head. "No, the other job you do"

Chris' face goes neutral as he plans various ways how to get rid of this kid. He isn't sure what he knows or what type of freakish monster, but for most of them a silver bullet tends to either kill or slow down.

"I'm just joking! Of course the selling guns to local law enforcement" Myrddin rolls his eyes. He isn't sure what else Chris does but there is clearly something there. "I can't believe I didn't connect it before. I guess I've been a little all over the place recently"

"Your father likes that I sell guns to local law enforcement?" Chris decides to ask some questions.

"Very much so. He hates to see innocent people get hurt, so when he heard about what your family does, he was an instant fan. Even if some officers of the law abuse their roles and weapons, why let one rotten apple ruin the entire apple orchard" Myrddin says with a smile.

Chris doesn't respond and goes back to silently glaring at Myrddin.

"Mr. Argent, could I come inside? Allison still has a little bit of explaining she has to do, specifically about Kafka's Metamorphosis. It's an English assignment she has due Monday" Myrddin asks innocently. I'm reality he just wants to bug Allison a little and hear what she plans on doing with Scott. Mostly because he's concerned that she tried to kiss him after Scott ditched her. If he was any other guy, or couldn't control himself, who knows what they'd be up to right now.

"Why would she have to explain her English assignment to you?" Chris strongly doesn't want to agree.

"Because I'm ahead about 2 years, I'm a sophomore all of my classes are with Seniors or juniors except for gym class" Myrddin explains simply and looks over at Allison.

Allison puts on her 'loveable daughter puppy dog eyes' as she asks her dad. "Yeah, Metamorphosis is very philosophical and Myrddin offered to help translate some of the harder concepts. It's not too late and he won't be here long"

Chris doesn't say anything but turns around and walks into his house and leaves the door open.

Allison smiles. "Guess that's your answer"

Myrddin follows behind Allison as they enter and closes the door behind himself. "Sorry to intrude"

In the house he sees Chris walk into the kitchen and talk to a woman, presumably Allison's mom. And boy did she look even more stern and commanding than Allison's father.

"Cmon Mr. 'help me with my project'. My room is up here" Allison says and walks up the steps.

Myrddin waves towards Allison's parents and walks up the stairs.

"Make sure to leave the door open!"

They both hear Chris shout after them from the kitchen.

"There isn't even a lock on the door!" Allison shouts back as she pauses in front of her door. "Geez dad…"

Myrddin leans next to the door. "Do you need like, 5 minutes to clean up?"

"No, just processing how embarrassing my dad is" Allison shakes her head and opens her door.

This is the first time Myrddin has seen a girl's room besides his sisters. He doesn't go into his moms room. And he only saw a corner of Lydia's room from the outside.

He has to admit. Allison's room is very nice. She has more decorations than he does, but it's not as clean as his own room. And it's big, but his room is bigger. There isn't much inside. A bed, a bench on the foot of her bed, 2 nightstands, a closet, dresser, and a desk.

"Welcome to my room, now what did you actually come in here for?" Allison sits on her bed.

"I didn't even expect to get this far to be honest…" Myrddin says while looking around the room. "Why don't we start with what happened between you and Scott and what you plan to do with him after tonight"

"I'm not even sure to be honest. We were dancing and having a good time I think. And I was about to kiss him… but he suddenly turned his head. It felt like my heart cracked. I wondered if my breath stank or something. But then he started wincing and groaning like he was in pain. Then he just… left me there…" Allison flops back onto her bed and covers her eye with her arms. "God I feel stupid"

"Better to feel stupid than be stupid" Myrddin moves the chair away from the desk and sits down.

"That's weird…" Allison doesn't move and her shirt reveals a little bit of her toned stomach.

Myrddin looks at Allison. "Did you not get your jacket back?"

"What?" Allison lifts her arms and looks down. "Ughhhh! Tonight just sucks… I probably left it at your house or something"

"Or at Lydia's. Either way I'm sure you'll be getting it back soon enough" Myrddin turns to her desk and sees some paper neatly stacked with a small trash can next to it with balled up papers.

"Was I not good enough for Scott? Did I make him sick?" Allison covers her eyes as questions begin to flood out.

"Allison, you are WAY out of Scott's league. I can tell he was really looking forward to tonight. And it's probably something not agreeing with him" Myrddin knows it's the full moon. With his mom and sister at the hospital he doesn't have to worry about them. The alpha hasn't entered the town as far as he's aware and just stays in the Preserve. But that's probably a choice rather than a rule. "Are you going to give him a second chance?"

"I…" Allison lets her arms stretch out across the bed. "Maybe? But I'll need a very good explanation or excuse for tonight"

"Don't settle for an excuse. If he lies to you, call him out on his bullshit. If he can't even tell you why he ditched you then he doesn't deserve that second chance" Myrddin wonders why so many pieces of paper are balled up and thrown away.

"But-"

"But what? You love him? That doesn't excuse his dick behavior" Myrddin ignores the papers.

Allison rolls to her side so she's facing Myrddin. "I wouldn't say love… More like infatuated with… and I know you're right. But I think that Scott is different"

"From the rest of us guys? Allison, I'll be the first to tell you that when it comes down to it he's like the rest of us straight guys. And if he really wants to be with you, make him prove it" Myrddin looks up at the ceiling.

"If you're wondering why the trash is full it's because I suck at drawing" Allison lays her head on the bed.

"It can't be worse than mine" Myrddin shrugs.

Allison rolls her eyes. "I mean, I'm good. But I'm not great. It just bothers me that my drawings are never exactly the way I picture them in my head"

Myrddin rubs his chin. "So you're a perfectionist? That's kinda surprising"

Allison shakes her head. "I wouldn't say I'm a perfectionist…. I just get annoyed and bored easily. I've tried a bunch of hobbies in the past. Painting, photography, poetry-"

"You did poetry?" Myrddin stops her.

"That one was the shortest" Allisonflattens her bed sheet while she continues. "But you get the point. Nothing keeps my attention for long. I think gymnastics and archery kept my interests the longest, but I still got bored of them after a while because I couldn't improve after a certain point"

"Hmmm, why don't you try drawing something just for fun? Don't try and draw something perfectly. Just let the pencil move across the paper. Don't make the drawing for the image in your head" Myrddin tries to explain, but he's pretty sure his explanation sucked.

"How can I draw something without picturing it beforehand?" Allison asks while sitting up.

"Pick an object and just draw what you see" Myrddin doesn't know how to help in this regard. He stays away from drawing since it's not a strong suit of his. He's had to work very hard in the past to make his handwriting very clear and readable.

Allison looks at the paper behind Myrddin. "Why don't I draw you?"

"I see how it is Allison Argent. Very funny, but I'll have you know that I'm not just an object to be drawn. I have feelings too" Myrddin places his left hand on his chest.

"You know what I meant" Allison stands up and slaps his shoulder repeatedly with the back of her hand to get him to move.

"Fine, fine" Myrddin lets her take the chair.

She grabs a thick drawing book and a pencil from a drawer and points the pencil towards the bed. "Take a seat"

Myrddin lowers his jacket just off his shoulders and lays down on the bed. "Draw me like one of your French girls~"