Twenty-seven year old Robin Turner found himself walking across the street of Paradise constantly on alert based on all the sources from the local networks. He refused to be the pot calling the kettle blacker than his own brown skin, constantly avoiding products made by the F & D Tensle Company during his weekly supermarket run.

Cleaning his glasses off the dirt, he received a call from a family relative.

"Yeah, I'm almost ready. Just need to pack everything. Made sure it'd be early."

Then he approached a kid in a karate gi, handing him a flyer.

"Wait, aren't you Kenneth's student?"

"Robin? I thought you were coming back."

"Graduating has been kinda hard. And I've been watching my back since the panic. Is Lenny okay?"

"He's still recovering. I'll go to visit him later."

"Darn," wishing he had went out with him that night to watch his back. "Is Spice doing okay? Glad she figured out her calling for now."

"She's," lowering his eyes, leaving Robin shocked by the news.

"What? I knew it. I swear I'm going to finish that research, this can't go on."

"What do you mean?"

"I was working on this story about a cult resurrecting devils based on the seven sins and some of my colleagues from the college found actual historical legends about the other six. I wanted to use it for research, but when I went to find another book, the library claimed it was out of stock. I'm gonna find and get that book published. That'll open everyone's eyes up."

"You think people are trying to use that weird poison liquid?"

"Possibly. But keep it on the down low, and contact the EPA. They're the only ones I trust to do something about it," as Nikia, Irina, Darius, and Angel handled out more flyers to the school.

"Will do. Just stay safe, I want you both to come back in one piece."

"I've survived worse. See ya, karate boy."

Robin headed over to the hospital to Lenny's bed, watching his friend in a coma. His heartbeat was stabilized, but couldn't wake up.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have picked her over you."

"Blaming me for what happened? A bit tacky, don't you think?"

Sariel Channel swung down from the door, to his surprise.

"Come on," taking him out to the park nearby.

They awkwardly waited for the other person to respond.

"Is this a date?"

"What do you think?"

"An apology for standing me up?"

"I told you I was going through a lot."

"And you didn't trust me enough to lemme know how you were feeling."

"Why do you always have to be so damn logical?"

"Because it makes no sense why I love you!"

He stuttered after admitting it, awkwardly turning away not looking at her face.

"Sometimes...I feel like I like you, more than you like me."

"Cuz you have girls on your phone that you are talking too," watching him looking through his phone. "See?"

"Spice was in my class and we were just friends. You were always more than that. I don't wanna lose her to this madness, or the thought of some cult using that drug to take advantage of you."

Sariel took his phone and took images of herself on him. "If you really think so, prove it."

Just as she took a video, he planted his lips on her cheek.

"I'm not afraid to show it."

"Look, I'm just not as good at touch as other people. It takes me a while to get in the right mood," briefly holding that cheek, while seeing some strange people approach bystanders in the park. Another had their gaze set on them.

Robin noticed her reaction, but before he could ask, she pointed to his groan, feeling it up.

"No one's gonna bother us if they see us getting this dirty."

"Wait, are we gonna do it at the park," he whispered.

"Still a virgin?"

"Yes."

"Good, you're my virgin for now."

Her hands slipped up and down his shorts, leaning in his ears. "Bite me."

Though embarrassed, he got hard fast, slipping into her open neck, sucking on it with vigor as she seemed to be into it. Some noticed and watched with glee, others walked away with disdain, all of whom were ignoring the mysterious figures.

"We might have too much of a crowd."

"Then let's go somewhere more private," clutching his crotch and making him follow her. The two eventually found a nearby pizza shop, devouring it while on a walk before chatting about how he was the last person to be into her back in high school.

"You've just got a fun vibe. It's nice being around you."

"Maybe you're too good for me."

"Huh?"

"Don't worry about that."

Eventually, his eyes started to twitch, knocking his own glasses. As he tried to fight the pain, she started yelling. He opened it up to see her forcing a homeless man away.

"Douche," heading over to clean his glasses. "Your allergies might be picking up," heading over to a nearby deli, finding him some store bought drops for cheap she helped him deal with.

"Thanks," starting to remember why he fell in love with her in the first place as he put it in.

"No problem."

"Sariel, wait."

"What is it?"

He hesitated, not wanting to break their vibe. "Never mind," enjoying her company.

After their date, before she headed back inside, he trembled, as if it was the last time he would see her.
"I want you."

"Yeah, I know but."

He turned her around: her cute red hair, her brown body, her figure, her alluring inconsistency of his feelings, and for the first time, he pulled her lips into him. She reciprocated, kissing him several times, but he put his hand in front of her before holding her by the back of her neck and exploring her mouth until he pulled back.

He pulled down his pants, giving her a good look at the chubby he teased her with earlier.

"We're in my hallway!"

He guided her hand to let her hold his lust in her hands.

"Then let's get more kinky," as his mouth reached not for her lips, quietly whispering to milk him dry, but kissing all the way to the neck down. The moment he heard her usual giggles slip into pleasurable moans, he slid his hands into her shirt, searching for her nipples.

"Oh, you're really serious this time," her voice teased with excitement as he lifted up to the top of her shirt, sucking at both her mammaries, circling his fingers around the nipples, licking each one back and forth. The louder her voice, the looser her grip on his shaft got.

"Always have. "He pinched and pulled both of them to her joy, completely letting go as she pulled her head back from the sensuous ripple. He hooked her out with her again, slowly unbuckling her shorts and slid them down to her thighs. One finger spiraled around her clit while another slipped deep inside.

"You're so warm."

"You're so, awn, corny," clutching his length. The two's fingers slowly simulated one another while his other hand slid across her scarlet hair.

"I've been wanting to do this for so long. Keep singing those high notes, Sariel."

His bad comedy never stopped making her laugh, speeding up so much he had to pull her up black dress as his jizz spread over her chest. He panted, finding her juices over his nails.

"Did you?"

"Please, you wish you could get me off," looking away with a smile on her face. "Not baddddd, but," her guard cracked as he kneeled down to her legs, flicking his tongue and slurping on the outside of her underwear. "Stop trying so hard, mhmmm, dummy!"

I have to make her cum, he thought, swinging his head back to the bottom, watching her head bob with desire to see him continue, wanting to kiss her again. "Am I doing it right?"

"Just keep going," as he stopped at her clit. "Right there!"

She caressed his head as her insides began dripping more, arching her back to the wall and squat down. He took a break to slobber her thighs while stroking her tits, until he stopped.

"Wait, why'd you stop?"

"Well," shying away. "After this comes oral, and you don't do BJs, but you don't like giving boobjobs either."
She sighed. "Fine, I'll jerk you off with my twins. Besides, it's not like you're instantly going to get," suddenly feeling his solid chubby, "hard." She groaned to his confusion.

"What?"

"You're a quickshot and a fast grower?"

"You just gave me a handjob la st time!"

She thought back about it. "Oh yeah."

"I can't believe you were my girlfriend."

"I can't believe you keep remembering that."

"Because I love you, you sexy idiot!"

His body throbbed as his declaration of love matched his gaze on her. He was serious.

"If you say so," shaking her body to see if he got mesmerized by her jiggling glands. "Do whatever you want with them."

He nodded, lifting them up and dropping them all the way to his nether regions, mind blown by their soft presence and immense pressure as he gripped them to press them together and stroking himself off. She squirmed from the heat of his throbbing shaft while his thumbs fondled her nipples, taken aback by what she thought was a glorified jerk off.

"I've wanted to do this with you forever."

Her heart skipped a beat before flicking his hands off.

"Huh?"

"Relax, this is my job."

She held her breasts, bouncing from his tip to his thighs with her tongue out, teasing him with the potential to suck him off while his moans grew deeper and faster, asking her to go faster.

"Ahh f-you're way harder than before. Cum already, my cute pet."

"I can keep going if it's you."

She smirked, alternating the speed of each of her breasts, overwhelming him until she brought him to the floor, her upper half completely on top of his loins. Taking her top off, she swayed back and forth, trimming his wood until he came over her chest. The white liquid stuck to her body, while he panted.
"Well you lasted longer this time," kissing him as she pumped air into his lungs. "But seriously, next time, let's not do this where my neighbors could hear me."
"I want to keep going," matching her eyes. "Please."
He waited for her answer, guessing it'd be something like: you take me way too seriously.

She slid both of their underwear completely off, leading him down so his erection brushed up her clit.

"Let's end this, once and for all."

She guided him to thrust back and forth, constantly rubbing her sweet spot up and down as they stared at each other, completely hot and bothered. Sariel pressed down on his shaft, tightening their dual erotic massage.

His hand bridged their upper halves, caressing her face before she pulled him in for one long smooch, thrusting her hips much faster. Lust elevated their hormones with every grate, until both of them came on top of each other's privates.

He panted, as she tried getting back up, wiping off their liquid of their lust, slowly putting her clothes back up. He followed suit, taking a deep breath.

"That was," letting it out, "an experience. I'm gonna miss you."

"You're...leaving?"

He nodded, somber.

"Paradise doesn't feel safe right now, and I want to make sure I make a story that opens people's eyes. And if the rumors are true, there's something I need to find to complete it."

"Oh," squeezing their faces together. "It's fine," taking a photo with her kissing him on his phone. "Well that's a shame. At least I'll give you something to remember," actually giving him a genuine smile.

His heart melted, picking himself back up.

"Of course this happens just as I leave. Better late than never."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He snickered. "I'll miss you too," hugging her. Even as she tried to hide it, her hands could not lie.

"By the way, did you find a job?"

"Security job at Tensle."

That got him alarmed. "Just be careful. Someone had to go on witness protection and their fingerprints were written all over that investigation."

"Don't be such a worrywart."

" I don't wanna live in a paradise where you don't exist."

She paused, taking that to heart, but sucked her teeth.

"That's too cheesy, even for you."

He couldn't help himself from trying to make a pun from it. "I prefer my cheese nice, warm, and tasty. I guess I got what I was looking for."

"I can't believe we actually went out," breaking the mood. "Stay alive: so I can take your V-card for real next time. Bye," sounding nonchalant.

Though annoyed by this, he gave her one last hug, nod and a quick I love you before walking off. Though he didn't know it, she was also staring at him from afar, unable to press send.

I don't want you to leave, awake when she saw him heading on the early bus, hoping she would see him again one day.