A Little Piece Of Heaven

They had left the party behind, it was clear that Jimmy and Raven needed some time alone together so he could answer some questions and she could process the nights events. Now Matt, Johnny, Zacky and Syn were headed to town to find what other delights could be on offer. They strode ahead, discussing all manner of plans for the future and current ongoing projects. The girls followed behind arm in arm and discussing whether Raven would stay.
“I’m pretty certain she will.”
“Not after you scared her half to death by killing a man with a kiss.”
Lilith smirked, half watching Syn’s ass as much as concentrating on the conversation.
“I didn’t shrink his head.”
Claire went a little red, remembering the incident as Stefanie and Dani grinned. There had been times when she had lost her temper over the years and she had enjoyed it too. Times when all of them had tasted the dark although Lilith was the only one that went there permanently. Dani had been the stabilising influence, developing into a witch of talent and flair. She could calm a room by entering it and offer the most painless ways to depart from one life into the beyond. Matt had needed that, he of all of them had embraced the power the most and she kept him grounded and the strong man he had always been.
“That was only because he wouldn’t fucking shut up.”
“He still squeaked, it was bloody hilarious.”
Stefanie ducked a playful slap sent in her direction and reflected on how much she was enjoying the years with her friends. There were occasional fights and absences but when they found each other again the months melted away just like now. Johnny was never happier than when being teased, more confident as the years had passed and his friends had continued to appreciate his genius. They could rib him, anyone else who tried had met some gruesome ends. It was even worse with Stefanie, she had been adopted as the baby sister by the other boys and anyone that even looked at her wrong tended to suffer. She found it adorable and loved that she could test any theory while the living could not even think about touching most.
“I want a head on a stick but Syn said people might notice.”
“They did notice, remember ?”
Lilith grinned and pulled ahead, landing on her lover in a pile. There was a moment of jostling and swearing before they both picked themselves up from the pavement and Syn removed Lilith’s hand from his ass. He smiled at the girls, all of them as beautiful as the first time he had seen them. He loved this life, the power and money enabled him to do whatever he wanted despite Jimmy occasionally pulling the reigns in.
“I still can’t set foot in Prague after that.”
Lilith pulled a face.
“Would you want to ?”
There was five minutes of long debate before Matt pointed out that they were three streets from a former speakeasy that they had frequented during the dry years of prohibition. Zacky remembered those years with affection, it had been his idea to first enter organised crime during that period and the boys had thrived there ever since. He and Syn remained close, classified teasingly as twins, his Claire never far from his thoughts. Both could now manage telepathy over a considerable distance and he had even heard her from London. A useful talent indeed.
Matt pushed open the door, the place crowded and as hot and dusty as always. It was literally underground, Halloran’s was run by a man of that name when they had first gone in there but he had been reaped in the first year and now owners had come and gone enough that they were no longer recognised. He pointed out a table in the corner and winked at Johnny.
“Are we betting tonight ?”
“Sure but Syn and Zack will be carrying your ass home and Dani won’t get no lovin’.”
Dani immediately mock snarled at him and knew from his look that he wasn’t missing out on getting his woman alone tonight for anything. Zacky patted his back and grinned at Johnny.
“I’ll take you on short shit.”
Claire spoke to him low in his head promising all manner of pleasure and full use of the tail which made Zack reconsider but the shot glasses and first bottle were on the table. Syn pulled Lilith into his lap as Zacky and Johnny faced each other, their women by their sides. Matt and Dani toasted each other and sat back to wonder how long this would last and if there would end up being some form of strip drinking contest as had happened the three times previously. Both were stubborn men and could drink more than any mere mortal.
It took less than an hour for incoherence to kick in. A full bottle of vodka had gone along with Zacky’s ability to form words. Johnny was laughing at a small alcohol puddle on the table while Syn had swapped the bottle for whiskey. He was pleasantly wasted, one hand attached to Lilith’s hair as the sisters discussed whether they could simply drag them home or attempt teleportation. Matt was getting ready to leave, his desire to keep his promises overriding his amusement at the drunken threats crossing the table. Johnny always seemed to forget that Zack was more than capable of taking him out with one punch.
Stefanie crossed to the bar, partly to ask for a smoother drink than whiskey and partly to answer a strange sensation in her head. The need to reap was different for her, the weapons she made normally answered it for her but something was singing and she wanted to see what. The bartender was talking to another man, looking her up and down as he did so. Women in his place were rare enough, one coming to the bar was unheard of.
“Do you have a Side Car or Sazerac ?”
The man was slightly struck dumb and Stefanie suddenly noticed the man hidden under the bar and appearing to be emptying the safe. He had the look of death on him, clearly the man who’s demise had called to her but now his face twisted into a snarl.
“Look the other way lady, you ain’t seen nothing.”
“Are you a robber or the boss ?”
The man blinked and stood up, now aiming a shotgun at Stefanie. The bar went silent, a woman’s scream breaking it as the reapers turned as one. Zacky and Johnny shook off the alcohol, the undead could decide when drink was a factor and now Syn calmly approached the man, putting himself between Stefanie and the gun.
“Problem ?”
“This bar didn’t pay its respects to the boss around here. If you’re a smart man, you’ll sit down and shut the fuck up.”
Syn didn’t move, quickly flanked by Matt and Zacky as the bar emptied. The local boss was known to be ruthless, this man had killed before and did so with immunity as the police was in the pocket of the don. Claire waited until all the patrons had all gone, locking the door behind them with a quick flick of her head. The terrified barman huddled wide eyed, unable to believe that unarmed men were standing up to this killer while the women hadn’t fled with the others. Syn’s voice was calm, slightly bored almost, he too could see the mark.
“If you’re a real man you won’t pull a gun you aren’t intending to use.”
The explosive noise that filled the bar caused the barman to scream in shock, Matt and Zacky merely stepping out the way as the blast caught Syn in the chest, lifting him clear of his feet. Lilith snarled, ready to gut the man where he stood but knowing what was about to happen. Johnny circled behind the gunman as he waved the shotgun at Matt.
“Anyone else feel like being a brave dead man ?”
“He’s not brave, he’s being an asshole. Only dead man around here is you.”
Matt smiled pleasantly, looking down as Syn opened one eye and sat up slowly. The gunman gawped, unable to grasp what he was seeing as the man he had shot at point blank range sat up with a groan, his eyes completely black.
“That one actually stung.”
Lilith reacted on instinct, flinging the man at the ceiling with a loud crack as his back broke, another scream bouncing in time with the noise. Zacky pulled his buddy to his feet as the girls pushed the man from one corner to the other. He was still alive, there was a knack to breaking individual bones and muscles without a killing blow. The men all swallowed down another shot, the traumatised barman not even protesting, just hiding under the bar with his eyes shut.
Johnny pulled a smart revolver from his belt and went over to the twitching mess on the floor, his eyes cold and dispassionate. Very few things could spur him to violence but a threat to his woman was one of them.
“You could have died quiet. One of them might have shown mercy but now you just get to bleed out.”
“P-Please….no….mercy.”
The man croaked and shivered, unable to even scream as Johnny put bullets through his kneecaps and stomach. He would bleed out fairly slowly, half watching as Claire sedated the bar man with a simple spell and Matt left to reap the boss so no revenge could be taken. His Dani suggested that the mafia man might have a really nice house and double bed which added an amusing element to the task. He loved her sometimes innovative use of situations to provide him with some amazing new sensations. Johnny and Stefanie were content to make sure that the man on the floor did depart eventually before heading back to their city apartment and some well deserved down time, the others knew better than to disturb for at least forty eight hours.
“So what are we gonna do ?”
Syn whined and pouted, not ready to sleep and hoping that his girl had the same idea as Dani. He turned around and saw something just as fun and more to his level of debauchery and decadence. Zacky was between Claire and Lilith, both of them curved around him and all three staring at Syn with undisguised lust. He felt his cock twitch and smiled slowly, eagerly taking in Zacky’s full lips and Claire’s hand already dropping to his lap. Lilith was nuzzled into Zacky’s neck, her eyes on him and just begging him to punish her for it.
Suddenly going home for the rest of the night seemed like a really good idea…..

Notes

so my beloved readers....do you want a chapter of pure unabashed filthy porn or to carry on the plot a little.... :)