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Chapter 76
To say it was a spectacle, would be putting it lightly.
Jeremy reared back and thrusted into Caroline, his full length forming perfectly inside her hot pussy, rubbing against every wall and stopping at the cap to her womb, leaving no space in her vagina for air to get in. Only his dick, like it was molding her to fit him perfectly each time, was present in that silky, smoldering, box.
He could see Caroline's mind slowly drowning further and further in the pleasure that he was providing, as he continued to shapeshift solely his penis to hit her sensitive insides repeatedly. The head of his cock, growing ever so slightly beyond her capacity for the split second it took him to pass and hit her g-spot, before going back to its perfectly molded size.
He had to fight off the urge to use magic to stimulate her nerves even further, since he had no doubt that such an action would immediately put her over the edge. However, he did engage a little blood manipulation in order to keep her blood circulating steadily as he gripped her legs by the back of her knees and pushed them to both sides of her head as he began to jackhammer into her.
His eyes briefly flashing to where her head laid in the wet sopping mess that flowed out of the bound Elena and around the area where Caroline's head now laid. He had to fight the urge to raise his eyes just a little higher, past Caroline's head and take in the sight of Elena's drenched folds, as she struggled to keep her legs out of the way and stop them from coming anywhere the two fucking forms.
He could sense the wet heat and arousal wafting off of Jenna and Bonnie who stood at the door watching in stunned silence. No doubt both thrilled for his return, but also no doubt thinking, 'what the hell'. He didn't even need to turn around to know that whatever pants they were wearing were utterly ruined. The only problem was, he could feel them both resisting the urge to touch themselves and while he could flare a bit of his aura, magic, or just simply put out a mental probe that made them feel alright with acting on their desires, he did none of it, because just like with Elena, he decided that when they came to him, it would be them coming to him in their entirety. Ready and willing to give themselves to him completely and he couldn't wait.
He could feel the orgasm building in Caroline's body. Her entire being laid bare before him and his to manipulate in any way he pleased. With just the slightest thought he could send her over the edge again and again with barely even moving his pelvis. However, where was the fun in that? So, he decided to speed up his movements even further, his body acting as a piledriver, as he coated the bed in his magic in order to keep it from collapsing. . . and then, he thought better of it. He removed his magic surrounding the bed, watched it collapse, which earned a squeak from Elena and gasps from his audience, and proceeded to continue to stuff Caroline full of some of that good fucking.
It was only when she came a few seconds later that he eased up and slowed down his movements. Rhythmically pumping in and out and helping Caroline to ride out what he believed to be the most intense orgasm he had ever given her, to date.
And when it was done, she passed out. No bonfire for her.
Bonnie watched as Caroline rode out her orgasm. Hell, she probably came a little herself just from watching, and she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. The bitch was lucky. Jeremy clearly had something special between his legs and Caroline, as well as Vicki, got to experience it.
Yeah, she was definitely jealous.
Her only time even seeing a dick in person had been when she and Tyler dated for that week and whipped his dick out and asked her to suck it while they were sitting in the stadiums after cheerleading practice. So, needless to say, that relationship was immediately over. The fucker not only wanted her to give him head, for the first time, but also give him head in plain sight where anybody could just walk on by and say "hey, is that Bonnie sucking that dick?" Yeah, not happening. Though, she probably wouldn't have broken up with him if it was just that. The problem was, he kept trying to pressure her into doing it, even after she told him to put his dick away. The whole thing just didn't sit right with her, so she ended it.
That was the only time she saw a dick and she thought, it was a pretty okay size. Then, she saw Jeremy's.
The first time she saw his dick, she was sure it was an accident. Possibly. He was just walking around naked after a shower. *Boom*, 'that's a pretty dick' was her only thought, as she quickly turned away from the bathroom and made her way into Elena's room while biting her lip... for some reason. It was soft then, not even hard, and yet, she wanted it the second she saw it, and knew that if he asked her to, she just might actually suck her first dick.
He never asked.
The next time was actually the next day, when she finished her own shower after their morning workout and she was walking to Elena's room and she heard the sound of some extra loud clapping coming from his room. The door was slightly ajar, so she decided to take a peek. Beg mistake. There they were, Jeremy and Caroline. Her on all fours on the edge of the bed, and him standing behind her, ramming his long thick dick in a steady rhythm that a person could dance to, straight into her clearly hungry pussy.
Bonnie immediately came. No touching. No rubbing. Not even the intention. She just came. The worst part tho... the best.. no the worst part though, was the fact that as soon as she felt herself starting to cum, she let out a low, sharp intake of air, and apparently Jeremy has great hearing because at that moment, his eyes locked onto hers as she came, and he continued fucking Caroline from the back. It was the single most erotic thing she had ever seen, but if the look in Jeremy's eyes was saying anything, it was that it wouldn't be the last. And his eyes were right, because the very next morning, when he came to pick her up, Vicki was in the front seat sucking him off, while Caroline was in the back, giving her a hug and a hey as soon as she sat down.
The shit was weird and incredibly arousing. So, she came again and she knew, she was fucked.
Jenna couldn't take her eyes off the scene before her. There he was, her nephew. Her nephew that seemed to get better looking and better looking with each passing day, and it took all of her mature lady strength to not reach out and rub his chest and stomach, just to see what they actually felt like, because if looks were anything to go by, she was certain they were rock hard. However, she contained herself. After all, Jeremy was her nephew and no matter how much of a walking advertisement for birth control he became, she knew there were some lines she just couldn't cross. Even if he did seem to look less and less like her sister's child by the day, and more like a mix between a young brad pitt in interview with the vampire with better hair, and Kate Beckinsale in Underworld. Two of the people on the top of her list of 'will definitely get it' should their paths ever cross, not like they would. She was a small town girl who truly wanted to get away, and they were, well they were gorgeous movie stars. And then, her nephew. Not only rivaling them in terms of sexy, but in this moment, as she watched him fuck Caroline, not for the first time, she was pretty sure he put both Pitt and Kate, to shame. Then, he did the same to her panties, because those bitches were soaked in a shame of her own. Though, if she was being honest with herself, as she watched him pull his perfect cock out of Caroline's pretty pussy, she was truly not feeling much shame at all. She knew she should. Hell, the first time she masturbated after breaking up a rather loud engagement between him and that straight up sex pot Vicki in the bathroom upstairs, she felt like she would die from just the amount of shame alone. Which was only compounded after she had the very best orgasm of her entire life in that very same masturbatory session. So, yeah, it was complicated. Elena practically creating a pool where Caroline's head was now resting as she passed out definitely didn't help the matter. It's like she was surrounded by sexy fucking teenagers!
'This has to stop,' she decided, squaring her shoulders and straightening her spine, as she rubbed her thighs together in a bid to stop her juices from creating too large a visual on her lounge around pants... that now needed to be washed.
She surveyed the scene again and watched as Jeremy proceeded to pick Caroline up like a princess and lay her beside Elena, who seemed relieved to finally be able to straighten and spread her legs a little, 'no doubt loving the feeling of cool air embracing the heat in between them', Jenna noted.
Jeremy brushed a strand of hair from Caroline's sweat soaked face, and then proceeded to untie Elena's arms, and Jenna couldn't help but take notice of just how sweet her nephew was, as he untied Elena with one hand, and covered Caroline's naked body with a blanket with his other.
'This is too wholesome of moment to break up by laying down the law. I'll do that later. Once he's had a chance to shower, put on some clothes, eat, and maybe we can watch something together. It's been too long since he's been here and we've all just relaxed.' Jenna thought, getting further and further away from the resolve that she had gathered to set her nephew and his sex starved fuck buddy straight.
She only came back to her senses when she saw Elena attempting to attack Jeremy once she was untied and then proceeded to laugh as he pulled a french fry from somewhere, she really didn't want to know where he was hiding that, and launched it perfectly past her snarling mouth and onto her tongue. She had to stifle the laugh that threatened to come out at seeing a sight that she so truly missed.
Then, before she knew it, she was running at Jeremy's back and wrapping her arms around him, and welcoming him back. It had truly been too long.
Vlad was... satisfied. Not sexually, he still had tons in the tank, just waiting to be deployed. However, he was satisfied.
His girls were here, with him. Emily and Qetsiyah keeping themselves invisible as they watched on. One with a small smile and the other eating grapes. The only one who wasn't present was Vicki and Jeremy decided that there would be no bonfire for him as well, since he would be making a stop at his warehouse as soon as he was done giving out hugs and squeezes to the women who seem to have forgotten his dick was out.
Oh well.
He would leave attending the bonfire to the seemingly angry Elena and the now laughing Bonnie, as he attended to his right hand who decided to be on monitoring duty, instead of having fun with her friends. Though, since he could now literally feel the mongrels currently skulking around his town with their lesser forms of vampirism, he would be sure to be keeping an eye on things and seeing how they progress. Since, who knows, perhaps he won't have to kill the insects. Perhaps, everyone might find a way to get along. Perhaps, HAHAHAHAHA.
Chapter 77
"Welp, see you later? That's it? He comes here, ties me up, ignores me, and throws a delicious fry in my mouth and then pops away!? Where is he even going!? He just got back!" A very angry Elena yelled and ranted to a clearly amused Bonnie as she stepped back into her room after taking another shower to clean up her... messy bits.
"My question is, since when can Jeremy teleport, and what did he put around Caroline to stop us from being able to even touch her?" Bonnie asked as she continued to try and poke Caroline's cheek as she slept, however a nearly invisible barrier that seemed to be made up of the color grey swirled around her, like shadows swimming on the air.
Elena huffed in response and threw her hands up. "How am I supposed to know that Bonnie? The important question is, where did he go and is he coming back soon. He only just got back."
Bonnie looked at her whining friend and had to wonder to herself why the important question wasn't something along the lines of "why did he tie me up and have admittedly sexy sex with one of my best friends in front of me and why did I seem to love it so much?" However, Bonnie was smart enough to know that that was a thought process that her friend was currently avoiding. So, like the down bitch she is, Bonnie decided to support her friend in her avoidance, while embracing her own goal in avoiding thoughts about why she wasn't the one being tied up or the one being rocked into the land of zzzzz's.
"I don't know what to tell you, Elena. But, what I do know is that the last time Jeremy left, he told us. This time he just said he'll see us later. So, I'm guessing that wherever he went, it's not too far away. Don't forget, Vicki isn't here right now, so he probably just went to see her and let her know he's back, like he let us know." Bonnie didn't speak the end of her thoughts, which were about whether Vicki would really be getting the same greeting that they received and whether it was time for her and Jeremy to have a conversation about him saying hello to her in the same way.
'No. Bad Bonnie. That boy is clearly not into monogamy and I don't know about these people, but I've never been one to share. Though I've also never been one to really date. Or get laid. . . Am I boring?' Bonnie's self-reflective thoughts were cut off when she saw Elena putting on some shorts and a tank top, instead of the stuff she put out for the bonfire. "You're staying in?" She asked her friend, even though if she was being honest, she wasn't really feeling like going to the bonfire anymore either.
"Yeah," Elena said, as she put her hair up into a loose ponytail. "Jeremy's back now, and spending his first night back at a bonfire feels a little silly. I'm getting take out and we're watching movies. I'm pretty sure Jenna already ordered something. You sticking around?" Bonnie didn't even have to think about before she was agreeing. Although, she did have a little question that just needed to be asked.
"Weren't you supposed to be meeting tall, dark, and broody tonight?"
Elena froze for a split second as she thought about the boy that she completely forgot about in the wake of Jeremy popping up out of nowhere. Then, she shrugged her shoulders and finished tying up her loose strands of free falling hair. "Eh, I'm sure he'll understand. Bonnie, Jeremy's back." After that, Elena was off and making her way downstairs, leaving behind a slumbering and pretty much forgotten Caroline and a head shaking Bonnie in her dust.
"That girl has a one track mind." Bonnie spoke out to herself without expecting the reply she got.
"True, though I cannot fault her for the choice of her attention." Bonnie swiveled her head to the side in surprise and then calmed her fast beating heart.
"Emily," she said while patting her chest. "I told you to stop sneaking up on me like that. It's weird." Bonnie said to an Emily that clearly wasn't going to listen, since she immediately started talking about the original topic.
"Her choice in partner is wise. Her brother is clearly the best choice out of her options. That boy Stefan is... just a bit too.. vanilla, for someone like Elena." Emily spoke.
"Okay, I'm not even going to ask why my supposedly civil war era ancestor is referencing "vanilla" in regard to my friend's sex life. But still, you don't find it.. a little odd, that she's attracted to her brother. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have eyes, Jeremy's sexy as hell. I know this. But, like, that's her brother."
Emily just gave Bonnie a side eye and a slight smile that better resembled a smirk as she spoke in a whisper. "That makes it even hotter."
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Vlad appeared behind Vicki as she sat at the monitors and decided to go for a more subtle approach this time, over the boisterous one he used to announce his return to the others. So, he glided up against the back of the large, comfy, swivel chair in which Vicki sat. His steps completely silent and his body not giving off a single sound, as he raised one finger, and placed it on the top of Vicki's head.
"Pleasure touch".
As soon as his finger came in contact with her body, he immediately sent a pulse through her mind, that triggered the synapses in her brain responsible for pleasure to fire out of her mind and run down her spine and along every nerve ending from her head to her toes.
She came immediately, and kept cumming, as he shifted his body into smoke and seeped through the chair and then became corporeal once again, with Vicki seated on his lap. Her back to his chest and her ass positioned perfectly at his length. "Hello, Vicki."
With Caroline, Elena, Bonnie, and Jenna, his purpose was to lay down some of that good fucking, in the form of strong strokes and loud claps that sent a resonance through the bodies of all those in attendance as they pictured themselves in Caroline's place. With each clap, he knew they felt it in the depths of their very pussies. With Vicki however, well, he took it slower. More sensual and with the purpose of increasing her pleasure so much that it touched the realm of pain. And then, stepped back from it, and then embraced it once again. He knew it was both exhilarating and agonizing for the beautiful disaster that was Vicki. However, he also knew just how addictive those feelings could be, which is why it was how he usually engaged his most ardent companion. He was her addiction, while at the same time, he was also the one who touched her heart and her mind, pushing her to be more than she believed she could be. So, yeah, they made love. Slow, torturous, agonizing, pleasure-filled, love. For all of thirty minutes. After that, Vicki joined Caroline in the land of sweet slumber. Which was completely Vlad's intention.
He appeared back in Elena's room, with Vicki in a princess carry, and placed her in bed beside Caroline, and expanded his shadow shield around them both. Because while he highly doubted anyone could sneak up on them with him in town, he was still someone who believed in not taking silly chances on important matters.
He casually showered, and got dressed in a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt and placed his hair into a loose ponytail, much like the one he saw Elena do to her hair, when he watched her interact with Bonnie after they thought he had already gone. Because, while he was confident that he understood just how far to push Elena in the game of Will They Won't They, he was also smart enough to know that people who assume shit usually end up making asses of themselves and getting into Elena's pants was far too important of an issue for him to play fast and loose.
Confidence is absolute. Cockiness is a choice. Vlad is many things. Confident, cocky, arrogant, passionate, observant. However, when it comes to the actually important shit, like the people he chooses to allow in his life. He is always and forever, careful.
He took a look at his beautiful self in the mirror. A large smile spreading on his face as his eyes took on a deep, warm, red and his eight fangs extended in his mouth.
"Damn I look good. To movie night!" He yelled as he fell backwards through the shadows on the floor of his room and kept his body spinning until he was at a good enough angle to flip into a backflip that had him landing in the living room and startling the women who were already there. He took a deep inhale that reeked of smugness and let it out as he spoke with his hands on his hips in a power pose. "Perfect ten out of ten."
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In another part of town. At a bonfire that Elena said she would be at, a certain broody, pretty much depressed asshole was standing in the trees waiting for Elena to arrive so he could make a mysterious entrance in a way that he believed to be captivating.
However, he had been waiting for a while and his chin was beginning to itch, which always indicated that something was amiss.
His brought up his guard and quickly looked all around him, but found nothing, until his nose caught a faint hint of something that he knew to be oh so enticing that for a second, he almost felt his eyebrows relax for a moment, and then, his eyebrows were back to scrunched.
'That smell. It can't be.'
He quickly zipped away from his hiding spot in the trees and made his way to where the smell was coming from and there, he saw, from his vantage point in the midst of the trees, a girl bleeding out from what looked like bite marks on her neck.
He didn't know the girl, but that wasn't what was important. What was important was that there was clearly a vampire in town and one that seemed to have no problem leaving their meals where anybody could find them. Which, based on the person running up and screaming for help, anybody just did.
Stefan's eyebrows scrunched even more than they already were as he racked his brain in an attempt to figure shit out, but he couldn't remember Zach mentioning the presence of another vampire in Mystic Falls in a very long time. Nor did he catch the scent of one any where in the woods. However, before he could go too deeply into thoughts and speculations that were certain to come up empty, another thought occurred to him. 'Elena said she would be here, but she isn't. She wouldn't just not show up. Not when she said she would meet me. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Oh no.' It was with that incredibly slow thought process that Stefan was off, running through the woods once more in order to make sure that the girl that had drawn him to her in a way that no one had in a very long time, was okay.
Stefan ran with all the strength that his animal diet body could muster and within minutes he was getting close to the home where he knew she lived. However, before he could run up and knock on the door, he tripped on the sidewalk at the beginning of the driveway. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part is that he tripped over a person. A very large fellow that seems to have passed out while jogging if his tight sweat drenched clothes were any indication. Though, that still isn't the worst part. The worst part is that when he fell, he landed mouth first, right on the artery that ran under the armpit of every human and before he knew it, his mouth was pressed up against that artery and as his body rolled forward upon landing, he involuntarily bit down on that musty armpit, resulting in blood spurting into his mouth.
'Oh, no. What have I done. *Gobble gobble gobble slurp slurp slurp*'
From the window of the house that Stefan was approaching, an incredibly handsome young man stood looking out at the fool licking the grass beneath him and couldn't help but shake his head as he thought.
'Illusions are seriously underrated.'
Chapter 78
Vlad closed the window and decided that he had enough entertainment for the night. Caroline was asleep. Vicki was asleep. And he, Elena, Bonnie, and Jenna were now seated in front of the TV watching The Princess Diaries. So, yeah, shit was good.
As he sat back down between Elena and Bonnie, he focused his mind on the illusion he created for Stefan and decided to establish a long running sequence of events, where Stefan would constantly try to stop himself from "feeding on people" and continuously end up failing. He would set it to keep Stefan in that deep dive VR experience for an entire night, and where the boy ended up when he was finally free, well, Vlad couldn't rightfully concern himself with the business of others.
So, with that done, he wrapped his arms around the shoulders of Elena and Bonnie, winked at the smiling Jenna, and settled in for an all time classic.
Vlad rose the next day with not a single indication, except for the abrupt opening of his eyes. 'Creepy' Was his only thought upon realizing exactly how what he just did must have looked from the outside. But then he thought, 'ooor.. did it look cool as shit?' He could not say for certain, but what he could say was a very low, "good morning", to the girl who made her way to his bed while he slept.
He stroked Vicki's head that was rested on his chest, noting that it was still quite dark outside. So, he sunk into the mattress and then through it, then the floor, and flipped backwards to land silently on his feet. 'Fuck, I'm awesome.'
He quickly spread a burst of fire magic through his mouth to get rid of any probable bacteria, despite the fact that he could feel the energy in and around his body literally repelling all foreign elements passively. He still did it, simply in adherence to tradition.
Once that was done, he let his body be consumed by a sphere of darkness and when it retreated back into his shadow he was now fully dressed in a pair of what looked to be designer boots, black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a long slim black coat. 'Spiffy.'
Vlad closed his eyes and spread his senses wide, covering the entire town to find his prey. It took but an instant and the moment he did, he was already there, standing over the sleeping form of Anna.
He saw that his arrival nearly caused her to wake. No doubt a result of the natural instinct that all lesser being have to flee from the apex, however with a quick wave of his hand, she was once more asleep and at peace. So, he did a deep dive into her mind, seeing the actions she took since arriving in town and the thought processes behind them. And once he was satisfied that he would not have to kill the girl, he nodded his head in satisfaction and promptly vanished into the shadows.
He reappeared a moment later standing in once of his warehouses, looking at the barrier behind which sat Nadia looking quite bored, though he couldn't figure out why, there was cable, games, blood, and a restroom behind that barrier with her. Vlad couldn't help but think that the girl was probably a bit ungrateful and decided to not bother with her for the time, since she actually did not serve much of a purpose at the moment.
Instead, he decided that since he was not only back in town, but also pretty much done with the "grinding" phase of his journey, or perhaps the rushed grinding phased of his journey, he could now devote a little time to taking over this town of his, and turning it into what New Orleans is to Marcel. His territory.
He checked the time and saw that some people would be starting their day in a little under an hour, so he reasoned that it was late enough for him to wake someone up and for them to more than likely be okay with it. So, that's exactly what he did.
He fell forward with his arms wide open into the shadows and flopped straight from above a bed and right in between the two people sleeping in it, which caused one of the people to somehow defy physics and get launched directly from the bed and straight at the wall on their side of the bed, crashing body first with the wall, without a single sound being produced from the collision. The other person in the bed immediately woke, startled by the slight shaking of the bed, and when she quickly raised her body, looking around, Vlad could see the instant she laid eyes upon his beautiful self, because she immediately froze.
Vlad snaked his hand under the covers and grasped a palm full of ass in his hand which not only worked to pull the woman out of her stupor, but also extract a low moan from her lips.
"Carol," he spoke as he began to knead her bottom. "Did you miss me?"
THe room was sound proofed. The male Lockwoods were both rendered into a state of unconsciousness, which meant that Vlad had all the time in the world, before Vicki woke alone, to provide Carol with what she's been missing since he saw her last, seeing as the male Lockwood, courtesy of some light magic work from Emily , no longer found himself capable of being aroused. Not only does that mean that he no longer get a hard on, but he no longer even has the desire to get a hard-on. 'Witches, truly terrifying'.
Vlad spent the next few hours tending to the need of Carol, while at the same time, discussing matters with her on the next social events that would be happening around town. Their purpose. The next council meeting. Their members. The finances that the town as a whole is drawing in, according to what's reported to the mayor, which Vlad was certain Carol was privy to. And the purposes of those funds.
All in all, a very productive meeting.
Their discussion ended abruptly, when Vlad sensed Vicki beginning to stir. So, with one final shared orgasm, he spread fire over his body, shadow dressed, and was back in his room, sitting on the bed, rubbing Vicki's leg as she woke.
The smile on her face when she saw him there was worth the rushed ending.
The group decided to spend the following day inside, seeing as how there was really no reason to go out. They ordered what they wanted, since the girls hadn't been keeping the grocery list on point. They watched what they wanted, and they cuddled how they wanted. And Vlad could honestly say, without a shadow of a doubt, that it was the perfect way to cap off his very long summer, and the perfect way to welcome what was sure to be, a very eventful educational journey that would begin with a single step.
The first step; join the football team/be the captain/make Tyler the mascot/take over town.
Chapter 79
"A Vampire's Steps To Conquering High School: Phase One". I read aloud, as I looked down at the journal in my hand in which I would begin to catalogue the brilliant steps that I would take in my growing quest to find myself at the very top of my current world.
Now, make no mistake, I was under no illusion that I was suddenly the most powerful.
Sure, I had fully unlocked my physique. My Alpha Physique, which was soon to be Transcendent, as soon as I consumed enough blood to break past that final barrier, and once that happened, my body, mind, and soul, would truly be limitless.
For now however, I still had a high school to conquer, and as far as the immediate future goes where I more than likely wouldn't have to fight any divine beings, I was sure that I was pretty much unchallenged in terms of power or versatility.
Handling Klaus with a well-timed illusion would be as simple as handling Stefan with a simple well-timed illusion. Speaking of which.....
I spread my shadow out from where I stood in my room, fully dressed and prepared to start my first day of school, and allowed my senses to take in every single thing my shadow encountered. Miles upon miles opened up to me like I was standing at every single spot and viewing from every single angle. My ability to have more than one thought process was truly showing it's worth.
It took no time what-so-ever to find Stefan, funnily enough, kneeling in the woods around the spot where I first found myself coming back to life in this world. Weird. But, no matter. What did matter was that Stefan was the picture perfect definition of devastation. He was kneeled with his body slumped and his palms placed on his thighs and facing up while he looked at them. I didn't have to be a mind reader, which I was, to know that he was currently doing that overly dramatic thing that people like him do, where they think shit like "what have I done", while looking at their hands. Also, weird. And he would probably be missing school today. The fucking truant.
I continued my perusal and found Damon hiding in the Salvatore houses attic. Wait, did I say something about making that my own? Hmm, in due time. For now, it belongs to the mongrels, so I watched him hide, no doubt trying to make a grand entrance and appear to be all mysterious and menacing for his little brother's applause. Pitiful.
Anna was already leaving from her mother's former, and my father's former office building with a backpack over her shoulder and looking quite ready to tackle another day of academia.
Vicki and Caroline were currently showering together for some reason, after I gathered them all this morning for a little backyard workout to announce my return. Bonnie and Elena had already showered, and Jenna was laid out on the couch, filthy, and still in need of a shower. I truly need to find some way to punish that woman, lest she become a little bit too sloppy. I do not condone sloppy, unless it's accompanied by something hot and steamy. And a sweat covered body ain't tha... hmm, well, I guess she doesn't need to be punished. You dodged the stick this time Jenna!
I see Matt at the Grill picking up his paycheck and getting some breakfast along with Tyler.
Alaric at the library.
Mayor Lockwood and Ca.....
Alaric at the library. . . what the hell is he doing here already? Wait, I suppose it's not too soon for him to be here, since he did pretty much pop up right after Tanner was offed, which should be happening, or at least, would have happened soon. Hell, it probably still will. The boy is a bit of a major dick. Note to self; off Tanner.
I retract my shadow and focus my attention back on the two girls who just entered my room laughing while in their towels looking oh so tasty. Then, they walk right past me and go to my drawers and start pulling shit out. When the fuck did they take over my drawers? I suppose I did pretty much throw out most, if not all, of the clothes Jeremy owned, but that doesn't mean these assholes can just come and take shit over. For all they know, I could have wanted to use those for something.
I didn't.
I ignore their nonsense after a quick ogling session, and fall through the floor and then the ceiling, and land silently on the first floor of our house.
'Hmm, no one has yet to ask me about my abilities... or how I got them.. or what I did on my trip,' I think to myself, realizing I should have found that to be weird much sooner. And yet, I took it as ordinary that they wouldn't be surprised by ability to do dope shit, and it seems they took it as ordinary as well. The question is, are they the crazy ones for simply accepting whatever I do with open arms? Or am I the crazy one for making it so that they are primed to accept whatever I do with open arms? These are the question that simply cannot be answered.
I take a quick sniff and shadow travel to an ally beside the Grill and walk in, masking my presence from everyone, but the person taking my order. Then, once I have breakfast for everybody, I'm back in the ally and then back at the house.
I receive not a single thank you as the hyenas take the bags from my hands and proceed to take what they want.
It has become obvious to me now that somewhere along the way, I made a grave oversight.
I failed to properly discipline these mongrels.
As I walked into the school, I couldn't help but bask in the attention that I received. All the varying looks ranging from lust, desire, cumming, jealousy, envy, cumming, simply reaffirmed that I truly am one of, if not, the best, looking person on this planet. Although, before I stepped in side I did make sure to pull back the both the pheromones that I knew my body to secrete to naturally attract all prey to fall into my hands, and also the aura that I exuded, which mostly followed my intent. If I wanted to be given a wide berth, I project that and people scamper away. If I wanted attention, same thing. If I wanted subservience, well, you get it. So, I pulled that back as well, and just allowed myself to blend in with the other students as well as a dangerously attractive individual can blend in with a bunch of uggos, and proceeded with my day.
It wasn't long before my group, which consisted of Elena, Bonnie, Caroline, and Vicki, came upon a rather sad looking Matt, who was sneaking glances at Elena, but pretending to focus on his sister. And a very angry looking Tyler, who was giving me the angry stare that a puppy gives to a lion. No, wait, that's just from my perspective. From his, I'm sure he believes he looks quite menacing.
"Vick, where have you been. You missed the first half of the week and now you just show up with Jeremy. Welcome back, Jeremy, I heard you went on some vacation or something. How was it? Oh, hey Elena."
That. Was. Disgusting.
It's been months since she dropped the boy like a bad habit and he's still fucking awkward. His weakness disgusts me.
I watch as he and Tyler grow dazed for a moment and then proceed to walk away, while I once more start to walk forward, and wait for the inevitable, that should have been done already!
"What did you just do?" HA, finally somebody asks! Thank you, Elena, you nosey little sex pot.
"Well, little se- Elena, if you must know, I projected an illusion to their minds that we were not the droids they were looking for."
This stopped all of the girls short, as they just stared at me for a moment, until...
"YOU CA-" Instantly I silenced Caroline's nonsense with a swift kiss to the lips, both to shut her loud ass mouth, and also because I could tell that ever since we stepped into the school she's been a little on edge. Probably has something to do with she and I not having "the talk" about what we were or, more likely, she's worried about what people will think once they find out what ALL we are as a group. So, to put her mind at ease, I shut her up with a kiss in full view of the world. Then, I pulled back, and kissed Vicki too, because, I'm fucking Vlad.
Chapter 80
Deciding to advance a grade so I could take classes with my girls was one of the best decisions I ever made. Why? Well, for reasons like the one that I'm currently experiencing.
At the board at the front of the class, Mr. Whatever I talking about the chemical reaction of something. While, at the back of the class, from his and everyone else's perspective, I am sitting with Vicki right in front of me, and Bonnie to the left. However, what they fail to see, and only myself, Vicki, and Bonnie can, is that Vicki is no longer in her seat. Instead, she is currently riding me with a wild abandon that can only be achieved by someone relishing in the act of doing something truly lewd and loving every second of it.
Bonnie near flinches every time the smack rings out across the room from the collision of Vicki's bottom and my lap, and if the way she bites her lip and rubs her thighs together is any indication, I know she's not simply flinching from the sound, no. She's feeling it. Deep, in the depths of her folds, every time Vicki fully consumes my dick and swallows it whole inside her pussy, Bonnie feels that shit.
How do I know?
Well because I'm making her feel it of course, HAHAHAHAHA. Every time a clap happens, I send a spike of magic rippling along the heat between her legs, activating her nerve endings and manipulating the blood flow, so I know that with each clap, she feels a shot of pleasure.
Is this a good thing to do? Maybe.
Does Bonnie deserve to be soo fucking turned on while sitting in class and unable to do anything about it? Yes, because ain't nobody got time for prudes. We're too degenerate... Am I tripping or did Bonnie just unbutton her pants?
I do a quick scan of Bonnie's surface thoughts and I immediately find the answer to something that should have been incredibly obvious to me, but I ignored due to me trying my absolute best to let these stubborn girls come to me, which is, Bonnie has a major fetish. One she shares with her ancestor Emily. Which is, servitude.
Vicki is currently riding me, while I sit back and read my textbook. Serving me in a way that,, to Bonnie, is oh so fucking hot. And that, coupled with the spikes of pleasure that I'm delivering has pushed her a bit over the edge. Too bad for her though, the bell's going to ring in a few seconds. However, we can't have that, now can we?
I turn my eyes away from textbook and look to the side and my sight falls upon the lady sitting at the desk outside the principles office. I watch as her movements still and her eyes become a bit dazed. Then, her hands are moving, as she types and inputs that next period will be a surprise fire drill. Then, I roll my eyes, and locate the principle walking down the hall and see her eyes go dazed as well, before she simply resumes her walk, getting ready to conduct the surprise fire drill.
I block out the sight and sound of our surroundings as I allow Bonnie to finally let go and indulge in a little bit of naughty pleasure that she's been denying herself for too long. And it isn't long before I hear the bell ring and the announcement of the drill and watch as everyone proceeds to exit, never once sparing us a glance as I casually turn the page of my textbook, seeing as I am actually reading the book. Or at least, a part of my mind is. The other just reached out to Elena and Caroline and nudged them in our direction, to look for us before they exit.
The gasps that come out of their mouths when they peek their heads in looking for us is almost enough to get me to break my composure. However, I persevere and continue to read, while Vicki continues to fuck herself silly, and Bonnie loses herself on her fingers with one leg propped up on the desk. I naturally help her along by increasing the sensitivity, as she puts in that work.
It isn't long before Vicki is cumming, so I send a spike straight up Bonnie, which sets her off, and while those two yell out, I go ahead and catch my release straight up and into Vicki's womb.
All in all, I would say that it was a very productive period.
I tap Vicki's forehead and break her out of her heavy breathing revelry, and point beside us at Bonnie's splayed out form as she takes in rough breaths with a look in her eyes that speak of the battle that she just fought and the dangers she overcame and I can see that her mind currently isn't with us in the present. No doubt still lost in the feeling. So, with a quick flame over our lower bodies and the seat, Vicki and I are cleaned up, and since my clothes are pretty much just magical constructs at this point, I'm instantly dressed. Though, I skipped the dope ass shadow covering this time, just because. And it took Vicki no time at all to pull down her skirt and try to grab her panties from my hand, unsuccessfully.
"The only covering your pussy needs is one of our mouths. Other than that," I whisper in her ear, as I pocket them panties. "You won't be needing these." Then, I snap my fingers at Bonnie and watch as she takes in her surroundings. The horrified, then embarrassed looks that cross her face make the whole day even sweeter.
"So far, this is shaping up to be a very good day. HAHAHAHAHA!" I laugh as I walk out of the class, leaving Elena, Caroline, and Vicki to embrace their friend in her embarrassed state, as she tries to quickly pull her tight ass jeans back up her now wet thighs because there is no way I am cleaning up her juices. No, that river is something that fills me with pride, so I say, let it run!
The next few classes fly by. Tanner tried to be a dick for all of two seconds before I simply made him forget I exist in his class, and then he was tolerable. Bonnie kept giving me the stink eye every time she saw me, which was also pretty cool and very cute. Vicki really wanted to get her panties back, because in her words, "my pussy is freezing!" So, yeah, also pretty cute. Elena wanted to talk to Bonnie about what she was feeling and what made her throw caution to the wind and get herself off in class like that, which only resulted in Bonnie giving me an even harsher stink eye, like it was my fault she was a massive pervert. And Caroline, well, she was just turned on by the whole thing and excited to cheer for me once I joined the team.
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"Remind me why the fuck I'm doing this again," Vlad said to himself as he stood on the sidelines of the field, watching the plebs try and put together a convincing showing of competence in the face of their talentless and uncoordinated undertaking.
"Okay Vlad, this is the first time that I get a chance to experience something like simply playing a sport while attending a regular school. No annoying ass bastards after my life. No authorities attempting to trace my steps. No longer have I limited my options. This is my youth. This is the dream of every basic high school male. And I can now experience that." He told himself as he talked himself into joining the men, as they collided with each other. Sweated on each other. Slapped each other on their behinds.
"This helmet is doing no favors for my hair." He sighed to himself as he put the thing on with a look of fiery determination beginning to smolder in the depths of his eyes and then immediately took it off, dropped it, fire-cleaned his hair, and walked off the field.
"I just can't."
Thus marked the end of Vlad's very short and brief high school football career.
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"Told you he wouldn't last more than five minutes." Vicki said, looking very very smug as she held out her hand towards Elena who could only huff in return.
"I wish he would've said something. Then, I wouldn't have even bothered to show up. Now, I just need to snea-"
"You're not trying to sneak away are you?" Caroline said, popping up out of nowhere to appear behind the girls. Startling Elena in the process.
"Caroline," Elena said, like she just saw her worst enemy.
"Elena," Caroline returned with her eyes narrowing.
"Look-" Elena began, only to get cut off quickly by Caroline. "No, you look, you're already here. So, why not take advantage of it and let's cheer together one more time, yeah?" Caroline said, doling out a dosage of them puppy dog eyes, which had Elena sighing in a dramatic fashion and relenting under the assault.
"Fine, but just this once. Then, it's back to the cemetery!" Elena yelled, raising her index finger in the air above her head like she was declaring something great. Though, if the shadow that immediately smacked her across her face is any indication, not everyone agreed with her nonsense.
Out of the corner of Elena's eye, she spied a creepy looking dude parked on the side of the track that surrounded the field, wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses and smirking... like a creep. Then, she watched as Jeremy seemingly jumped out of the ground behind the creep, grabbed his head, banged it against the black convertible, and then threw the knocked out creep inside, while Jeremy sat in the driver's seat and then proceeded to drive off.
Once he was out of sight, Elena turned back around and went back to cheerleading and dreading every minute of it if her pouty face was any indication.
Chapter 81
Damon awoke with a groan. His body stiff and his head banging like the beat of a drum constantly setting off a crescendo of pain in a steady rhythm.
His eyes cracked open as he attempted to push past the pain radiating from his eyes and take in his surroundings, which after only a few moments, he recognized. Though, in truth, how could he not? After all, he helped build the little cellar/dungeon situated in the basement of his home in which he currently found himself.
"What the hell happened?" He asked no one, as his eyes adjusted and the dimness and blurriness faded away, which allowed him to get a clear view of the object that sat at the far end of the cellar away from him and near the door.
It was a piece of wood, similar to a thin log, sticking up out of the ground, with something that he recognized as his nephew's head, on the tip, looking at him.
The shock that he felt is how his emotions were involuntarily switched back on, and he found himself feeling a myriad of different feelings, with the final one being rage. "Who did this?" He asked no one, though if one were to ask Vlad, the person who did it, he would just say that the boy was trying to sound menacing and at the same time, hear himself speak.
However, and sadly, Vlad was not there. He was already off, having pumped the weakling full of vervain, compelled Zack into signing the house over to him and backdating the paperwork, removing the man's head and placing it upon a spike, then he left to watch his girls participate in their cheer practice while he figured out how to gain influence throughout the area, without having to commit himself to "playing" as a member of a team with overly sweaty and incredibly funky men. He had no interest in that nonsense, so he now needed to find a different avenue.
Though don't worry, Vlad was nothing if not adaptable.
Vlad watched cheerleading practice with his laptop on his lap and open as he checked various things after emailing one of his attorneys the will of Zack Salvatore, as well as a deed to his new home.
He checked over his social media and saw that the brother of Camille was still doing well, meaning it was not yet near the time for shit to get funny in that part of time. However, as he thought about it, the more he had the urge to stop off in that area and have a look around. Maybe get Marcel to kneel before him. It could be fun. His thoughts on all the fun he could have trailed off as he caught sight of Elena being thrown up in the air and falling into the arms of her squad, and it only made him once more aware of the fact that he had zero male friends. . . . . . . . And he was perfectly okay with that.
In his past life he never had a single friend. In his new one, the idea of such a matter appealed to him, if only for the novelty of it all, however, it quickly lost its appeal after only a little while of observing them. He found them all to be quite lacking, in comparison ot the women in his life. So, he decided to be a gal's guy from now on. A real gal's guy.
"What about when you want to go to a bar a-" A single look cut off that nonsensical line of thought from Bonnie, who was using their connection to check up on what he was thinking, which he was allowing her to do.
"I don't go to bars, Bonnie. I don't like crowds. Crowds interacting around loud music. This is a casual club shirt, come spill your drink on it because you couldn't walk straight. Oh, look, now you're dead." Vlad deadpanned the ending simply so he could convey the absolute horribleness of Bonnie's idea, which was probably meant as more of a joke if he was being honest with himself, but sadly for everyone but him, overreacting to things was kind of his jam.
"Shouldn't you be out there, shaking what your momma gave you? Vlad asked, once Bonnie finished snickering.
She looked over at the field where the girls were going through practice drills.
"Not really," she sighed as she sat down. "No one's really feeling it anymore. Elena's pretty much done. Vicki stopped coming long ago. And I think Caroline only does it for the status it gives her being the captain. At this point, it just seems kind of... boring. Especially since we learned about what else exists in the world, thanks to you." She nudged him with her shoulder playfully with a smile on her face, which he returned as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"I find myself completely unable to disagree. Though, I will say, and excuse me for the cliché point of view but, this is pretty much the only time in our lives where we can get away with being young and wild and free. It's the age of innocence, gorgeous. I say take advantage of it while you can to do the things that you can only do here, whether that be cheerleading, debate club, orgies, or whatever. Unless you're a straight up insane individual, you'll only go through high school once. Might as well make the best of it." Vlad looked down at the field, scrutinizing it for a moment. Then, with a firm nod of his head, he stood up.
"Which is exactly what I'm going to do. Thank you for reminding me of that fact Bonnie." He raised one leg and placed his foot on the seat above the one he was sitting in, as he raised his head slightly and placed his hands on his hips. "I'm joining the team."
And with a firm nod, he was certain, this time, he would really and truly be, joining the team.
In another part of the state, a little bit outside of town, a man drove down the road. He was fairly average looking, unless one focused on the slightly maniacal look in his eyes, then he looked a little bit insane. On one of his fingers that gripped the steering wheel, he wore a ring. If Vlad were to look at the ring, he would say, "did you actually dig up your brother's grave you fucking mongrel" and the answer would be "yes". John Gilbert hummed as he drove and nodded his head to the music. He was in a pretty good mood because, other than the time he snuck into town, dug up the ring, and then ran off to handle his business, he was finally back in the place where he grew up and he was feeling good.
Well, mostly good. He couldn't help but think about his last interaction with his nephew and just how... off it was. He had never known the kid to be so... aggressive. However, he couldn't really blame him. If it were him, he would probably be a little pissed off too if his uncle fucked off when the family needed him. But, it's no big deal. He was now coming back, and he was certain he would be welcomed with open arms. And maybe, if the kid wasn't too depressed or something like that, he just might be able to bring him into the family business around the same age his old man brought him and his brother into it.
John tapped the wheel with his finger and a smirk grew on his face. He was really looking forward to it.
Chapter 82
(A/N: Still trying to figure out my writing style, so I'll be going first person p.o.v. for a while and see how that goes and if I like it.)
Getting on the team was easy peasy blood bag squeezy.
All it took was a quick compel in the right direction and the coach was welcoming me with open arms. The team on the other hand...
Now, while I could see myself doing something like simply altering the minds of everyone on the team and making it so that I and I alone become their one and only reason for existing. That which guides them to the light and shows them the way to become champions, at the same time, where's the fun in that? So, as I walk into the locker room the very next day before the start of practice and take in the unwelcoming expressions of most of the boys present, I can't help but feel like I made the right decision.
"Gilbert," oh look, one of the main reasons I took the approach I did. I place down my bag in front of the locker that I have designated as my own, simply because it's closest to the locker room entrance, and turn to come face to face with the little mutt that's puffing his chest in my direction.
"Tyler," I say, spreading my arms slightly and smiling a little wider than necessary. What? I'm feeling dramatic. After all, the first time around, in my past life, at this age I was already traveling the world, meeting new and interesting people, and getting paid money to kill them. Something as mundane as going to high school, without it being for a job, was not even worth considering. Now however, I have no need to conceal who I am. I have no need to hunt down that feeling of satisfaction that comes with pulling off the impossible. After all, I already have everything I need, because I'm the strongest.
"What brings you to this part of town? Simply visiting or is there something you need?" He looks at me for a moment with a look that questions my sanity. Internally, I laugh. However, he quickly shakes it off and gets back to puffing his chest.
"I don't know what you gave to coach to let you on the team and I don't care. What I do know is that you, Gilbert, are a freak and I'm watching you." He steps up to my face and I level him with a look of utter confusion, because I actually am truly confused as to where that sentiment came from. I happen to know for certain that I am one of the most sane people to ever exist now or in the future. Those people who spend their lives doing shit that they hate for very little money day in and day out, over and over again, are the crazy ones. Though, I don't say any of this because guessing is for plebiens and that I am not.
I look into Tyler's mind to see where his bullshit is coming from and see that it traces right back to Vicki. From the day of our first date, when I took her grave digging, she's been ignoring the flea bag and now, he's all sorts of pissy, the mongrel. Pissy and jealous, hahaha, like he ever even had a chance.
In the back of my mind, I'm perfectly aware that he did in fact have a chance... with the old Vicki. But, I consider the old Vicki to be similar to the pre-me Jeremy. No longer relevant and dead in a drug-filled grave.
I see Matt coming up from behind Tyler with his stern, boring face firmly in place and I have to fight the urge to smirk, because after a quick scan of his mind, I can see that his only motivation is to try and get close to Elena, through me. Of course, he's not actively thinking this, but it's easy to see where his motivations lie as he tries to convince himself that he's only trying to help me.
"I see how it is now. I didn't even know that was a thing. Is that how you got your starting position? You offered something up to the coach and he gave you what you wanted?" I can see the crowd starting to form, as I completely close off my sense of smell. Fucking locker rooms and annoying ass axe body spraying piss-ants.
I step up just like Tyler did and the distance between us becomes only around a foot. Naturally I would have never made such a move if my nose was still bringing in smell, but since it's not, I can safely close the distance and be all gangster without having to worry about killing the dog just because his breath was shit. "Tell me Tyler, what did you give?" I smile a little and look him up and down. "I would hate to insult Tanner, but let's be honest, he's clearly an asshole, so it had to be something good. Something that he couldn't get from any other. Something that a power hungry asshole with a limited amount of authority and middle-manager syndrome wouldn't be able to live without." My small smile changes to a look of pity as I finish out my good-natured ribbing, and bring my voice low enough that only Tyler, myself, and the newly arrived Matt can hear clearly. "You gave up that ass didn't you."
Tyler swings first. Matt tries to break it up. Tyler's swing is dodged with a slight lean back, and Tyler is then hit with a quick one two and goes down. Matt tries to help him up, but he's out, and the oooooooo's are coming in from all sides. Yeah, this is that high school shit that I was looking forward too. Although, should word reach Carol I'm sure she'll be quite displeased with me having knocked out her kid. Guess I'll need to make it up to her, hehehe.
I send out a quick mental command to the team and instruct them to spread the word about Tyler getting his ass whooped to everyone the whole school, while making sure to paint it with as truthful a brush as possible. He stepped up to that guy Gilbert. He provoked. He swung, got a two piece and went down. This should be a good start to my domination of this town. Nothing says superior like putting down some toxic masculinity in as casual a way as possible.
Matt is looking up at me with a mixture of confusion and anger.
"You didn't have to knock h-" Matt gets hit with a one piece and goes down for being annoying. I send out a mental probe and now it's Tyler stepped up, got knocked out. Matt tried to defend his little friends honor and got his ass knocked out too and once that's done, I welcome the ooooooo's, as I should. I'll be the captain by the end of the week.
I send a pulse of fire magic over the uniform that's in my locker to sanitize it, then I put it on, and note the looks that I get when I take off my shirt. Ah, homosexuality. I love it. Closeted homosexuality. Is boring. But, Mystic Falls is a small town, so I allow the little ants to continue to side-eye and peek as I stand there in my boxers and get dressed. I consider it a good deed. Beauty like mine, just like art, can bring life to the lifeless. I give a quick nod to myself over how good of a person I am and finish getting dressed as I think about the fact that it's simply too bad men just don't do it for me. Otherwise, I could make their fantasies a reality. Alas, the mongrels are doomed to be broken hearted and blue balled, Hahahahaha. It is simply my burden to bear.
Once dressed, I leave the locker room and step out onto the field. My sight immediately honing in on the cheerleaders. Bonnie, Caroline, and Elena came again today, no doubt due to my presence, which gives me pause as I wonder if cheerleading is actually something that she even wants to do. Though, as that thought crosses my mind, it also occurs to me just how limited her available options are in terms of shit to do in her free time. Bonnie now has her magic, Vicki has her self-appointed purpose of monitoring the town, and Caroline has her social endeavors. Elena on the other hand... well, she's a bit directionless, I notice. I'll need to set some shit in motion. Or.. I could not do that and let her figur... nah, she's never really been the type to be imaginative in terms of weighing her options. I'll need to give her some.
I see them see me, as they wave. I also note the other leaders of cheer checking me out as well. As they should. I wave back and jog onto the field. My options are limitless as far as positions go, but I already know what I'll play and unlike my sex life, in this game, I will be going both ways. Offense and defense. On offense, I'm going wide receiver, because it's dope. And on defense, I'll be taking Tyler's position of safety, because, once again, it's dope.
Now that that's settled, all that's left is to.....
It's just too easy, I think to myself as I run a route and send a mental probe that has the trying to cover me tripping on his own ankles as I hit a tight turn. The ball's in the air, and moments later, it's in my hands and I'm going straight to the end zone like a boss. Am I cheating? No. My ability to fuck with minds is a talent no different from someone's ability to run a 40 in a little over 4 seconds. It would be dishonorable for me to not use my talents in order to get what I want. However, I won't go all in on manipulating shit on the field. After all, if people just trip ever time they try to cover me as I run a route, that would look a bit weird. Not to mention the fact that I'm stronger, faster, smarter, and better looking than everyone else. So, utilizing my talents isn't exactly a necessity. It's more like an inside joke and every time I see someone falling on their ass, I can't help but laugh.
Football is easy.