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Love Sick Fred	By : zombierose3 Category: 1 through F > Drop Dead Fred Views: 1293 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Nine
Fred smiled and kissed the top of Lizzie's head. "You know, you're a lot naughtier than I ever gave you credit for," he teased, stroking her hair as they lay together in the hallway.
"I could say the same for you," she answered, causing Fred to smirk.
"Give me a minute and I'm sure I can get even naughtier." He lightly ran his fingers along her neck, taking in how much he loved her. He was still trying to believe all of this was real and started replaying what had just happened between them. His eyes suddenly lit. "Hey! Can I do that to you? Make you cum like that?"
Lizzie's eyes widened and she propped herself up on his chest to find him grinning excitedly at her. "Um… yes, women can have those too. Not… uh… exactly like men because it's a lot less… messy…"
Fred smiled at how badly she was blushing. "Great! Can I get started then?"
Lizzie squealed as he tried to flip her over, but she managed to hold him off. "Whoa, whoa! Wait!"
He gave her a confused look. "For what? We have to do it so I can be human and then we can do it LOTS more." He smiled and nodded his head all knowingly. "LOTS," he added.
Lizzie smacked her forehead. "Fred, I really want to— God I want to! But, uh… I have one thing to ask."
"So ask!"
"Uh… you know how to have sex, right? How it's all done?" She wasn't so sure since he hadn't known about orgasms…
"Of course I do! Bob showed me this morning!"
Lizzie blinked. "Bob showed you?" No, no, no, she thought, already not wanting to know any more.
"Yeah, see he made me this flipbook." Fred pushed her off him and jumped to his feet, pulling a notepad out of his pocket. Lizzie stood and watched as he started flipping through the pages.
Crudely drawn stick figures walked toward one another, the male sporting a massive erection that knocked the female over. They started humping one another and the female flung her twiggy legs in the air and flailed excitedly. Lizzie's mouth dropped in utter shock.
"Great, isn't it?" Fred asked, looking at it with eager interest. "Ooh, ooh! Here comes my favorite part!" The female started spanking the male and Lizzie found herself unable to turn away.
"I'm just… I'm just beside myself," she answered with disbelief, but noticed the stick figures' hair colors. "Oh my god!" she gasped. "Is that… Is that us?" Her eyes widened in horror.
Fred grinned and nodded, flipping through the monstrosity again. Lizzie wanted to look anywhere else, but she was absolutely entranced by it, like a giant, terrible train wreck.
"Oh god! That's just... and my boobs are lopsided!"
"Pfft! Bob doesn't know what they look like. I've seen them and I say they're perfect."
Lizzie blushed and smiled at the compliment. "Thank you," she said quietly. "But, Fred... this is your reference for sex?"
"Yeah. Well, how did you learn?"
"School."
He crinkled his nose. "They teach you how to do it in school?"
"No, Fred! Gyah! Put that stick porn down!"
Fred made a face and dropped the flipbook disappointedly.
She took a deep breath and tried her best to explain this. "Look, I don't think that little book of yours really gives the right… understanding—"
"Come on! I know what I'm doing! I already know how to cum, and I've seen the pigeons do it a million times; it doesn't look that complicated!"
Lizzie's eyes flew wide. "Fred, that's not exactly how it's—"
He cut her off with a kiss, pushing her back into the bedroom, his hands exploring her hair. The feel of their half-naked bodies pressing together had Lizzie's mind clouding over. She wanted to push Fred off of her to get out what she wanted to say, but her resolve was fading fast and she found herself untying the front of her robe and letting it drop to the ground. Fred stumbled over it and when he realized what she'd done, he pulled away for a look.
His breath caught. The sight of his Lizzie standing almost naked before him with black panties already had his cock getting hard. "Ohh, 'Lizbeth…" Fred softly moaned with a half-lidded stare that made her shudder. "I wanna stamp on your head and peck you so hard."
Lizzie tensed with panic, but Fred fell against her and took her in a passionate kiss, driving her back against the edge of the bed. His tongue flicked out and worked its way into her mouth, quieting all her protests. His kiss was like an uncontainable fire coursing through her and she moaned in desperate need of more before pulling back with a gasp.
"Oh, screw it!" she cried, turning and yanking the dirt covered comforter from the bed before snaking a leg behind Fred's waist and dragging him down on top of her to the bed.
Fred's cock hardened in full and he pushed it between Lizzie's legs, shuddering. He wanted to find that spot that had made him jump before, but he found something unexpected instead. "Oi, you're soaking wet!" he shouted.
Lizzie placed his hands over her panties. "Take them off. Please. I need you," she gasped, arching her body and sliding her clothed wetness against him. Fred's cock started to ache again and she pulled at his trousers with need. "These too," she pleaded, staring into his eyes. "Take everything off…"
Fred hurried to do what she asked.
Stepping out of his shoes and dropping his trousers, he kicked them aside and returned for Lizzie's panties, yanking them down to her ankles. His eyes suddenly widened and Lizzie noticed he was gaping at what was between her legs. She blushed and kicked the panties from her ankles, slowly parting her legs for him to see. He still didn't move.
"F-Fred?" she asked softly, noticing the nervous expression upon his face. His innocence was breathtaking. "Are you going to come back?"
"Huh?" Fred kept staring and Lizzie tried really hard not to smile at how sweet she thought it was. She didn't want to embarrass him.
"Come make love to me," she said, pulling him onto the bed.
Fred hovered over her and felt his mouth suddenly go dry. "Um… Hold on…" he said, licking his lips. "I think I need to get my map…"
Lizzie blinked. "You're what?" She closed her legs and propped herself up on her elbows.
Fred didn't quite like her tone as it made him all the more nervous. "My map, woman. Are you deaf?" he asked, before leaning over the bed for his trousers. He reached into the pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper which he fumbled to open. His eyes narrowed in concentration as he glanced between it and Lizzie.
"Uh… Fred?"
"Shh!" he hushed, putting a finger to his lips and turning the paper. He grimaced and looked back at Lizzie. "Could you, uh, open those back up, Love?" he asked, motioning to her legs. Lizzie's eyes widened.
"Are you seriou— Ahh!"
Fred cut her off by shoving her legs apart on his own and eyeing the area. Several glances went between it and his erection before he looked back to his map. "Insert here," he read aloud and looked back between Lizzie's open legs. "Well that doesn't make much sense!"
"Oh my God…" Lizzie's mouth hung open in utter shock. "I'm about to have sex with a man who needs a treasure map to find where his dick goes…" So many things were wrong with this picture, like her still wanting to go through with it for one. "Fred, let me see the map."
"No!" he cried, pulling back with it protectively.
Lizzie's gaze hardened. "Let me see it," she said, her tone growing edgy.
Fred lifted the map high above his head.
"Dammit, Fred! Let me see it!" She made a grab for it, but Fred yanked it away and hid it behind his back, sticking his tongue out at her. Lizzie pulled herself onto her knees and moved toward him. "Hand it over," she said.
Fred's mouth twitched nervously. "No. I'm in charge here," he insisted.
"I don't think so," Lizzie said, trying to grab it again. Fred dodged her and smacked her on the head with the paper.
"I said no!"
Lizzie flinched. She was so beyond shock at this point she couldn't move. Fred went back to musing aloud about his map.
"I'm starting to think Bob doesn't know what he's doing! This is the WORST map I've ever seen! I mean, where's the X? The number of paces? And what the HELL is THAT?!" He twisted it upside down, his body tilting with it.
Lizzie smacked her forehead. "Damn you, Bob." She imagined the non-god laughing his ass off somewhere over this and she sighed loudly. "Fred, I can just show you what to do myself. Can you put the map down? Please?" She gave him a sweet and seductive smile, while sitting back on the bed.
"I don't need help," he pouted, but licked his lips at the sight of his Lizzie waiting for him like that. His stomach tightened. He really wished he'd been better prepared to do this. He wanted to make her happy, but wasn't really sure what he was doing and it suddenly bothered him that she did. He frowned. "Okay… how 'bout if I start to go in the wrong direction you… put me back on course?"
Lizzie nodded with a smile. "I can work with that." Her reassuring expression helped him start to relax.
"Alright…" he said, releasing a deep breath.
Lizzie warily leaned back onto the bed to let him climb on top of her. "Why do I feel like I should be wearing a helmet for this?" she whispered.
"Is that what people mean when they say 'protection?'" he asked.
"Uh… yes." She lied to make things easier.
"Should I find you a helmet, then?"
"No, just forget about the helmet."
Fred pouted. "Well okay, but do I need one of those balloons?"
Lizzie's mouth hung open a moment as her brain tried to catch up to wherever Fred was going. "Why would you need a balloon?" She was trying so hard to keep her patience.
"I don't know!" he cried. "I just know that Fartpants had a whole mess of them he used for pecking!"
Lizzie's eyes widened. "N-no, Fred… You don't need any of those. I'm on the pill." She realized her mistake when she felt him tense in her arms.
"The pill? What pill?"
"Not those pills, Fred! These ones make it so no… accidents happen."
"Accidents? What, like in case you get hurt?"
"No."
"Then for what? Are you sick?" His eyes were so filled with worry Lizzie decided to just explain it so he'd relax.
"Fred, these pills prevent pregnancy, so I can have sex and not end up with a baby until I'm ready." The bewildered expression on his face left her not knowing what to expect, but when she saw him starting to look a little hurt, she quickly added, "Fred, I love you. Will you just peck me 'til you're human already?"
The request triggered a naughty smirk from him.
"Well, if you insist," he said, finally letting his full weight down on top of Lizzie. She welcomed him by wrapping both her arms and legs around him and kissing his mouth. "Guess I better give you your present since you've already felt up the package," he added.
Lizzie smiled and lovingly stroked the side of his face as they stared in each other's eyes. Fred meant everything to her, and to get this chance to make him human, it just brought to light all the ways she had always belonged to him. He was the only one to ever make her happy, the only one who ever believed in her, who truly wanted her just as she was, and he was the only one who made her complete. A sudden fear gnawed inside her chest and she held him tighter. "Fred, this is really going to work, isn't it?" she asked.
He looked back at her with hints of worry on his face. "It should… We're the first to try this so I'm no expert, but… well, you love me, don't you?"
Lizzie nodded at him. "More than anything."
"And I love you, so sounds like we have nothing to worry about," he said, smiling. He felt his entire being tingling for her and Lizzie pressed her mouth to his in an urgent kiss that erased all of their doubts. His cock throbbed in anticipation against her stomach. Lizzie decided to discreetly help him into the right direction.
Lifting her hips, she writhed beneath him in a manner that brushed her sex up and along his length. The moist trail of Lizzie's juices sent Fred shuddering and he struggled to breathe. Lizzie kissed him deeper and dropped her hips down to push the head of his cock against her entrance, inciting a loud gasp from Fred. He wasn't sure how she had just done that, but the heat radiating from that spot and the wetness still slicked over him had his cock pulsing to be completely covered in it.
"Frrrred…" she moaned, digging her fingernails gently into his back. Her sex tightened and ached with renewed want and she squeezed her legs around him. "I want you…" She shivered and sucked on his neck.
"Oh god… 'Lizbeth, I… I want you too!" He shut his eyes and tried to push himself inside her, but hit just above the opening, jarring them both. Lizzie's hips bucked as she let out a startled whimper.
"Sorry…" Fred grimaced.
"Just try again…" She looked in his eyes and pushed up her hips to help him. The head of Fred's cock slipped inside, making his eyes widen.
"'L-Lizbeth!" He fought to breathe. She was so warm and perfect and unlike anything he'd ever imagined, it made him throb worse than anything. "That— Ohh god!" He couldn't take it, and shuddering, thrust himself completely into Lizzie's folds. Her sex quivered and squeezed around him, making him gasp. She was the most incredible thing he'd ever felt and he buried his face against her neck. "Elizabeth… Fuck… I wanna stay in here forever," he whispered hoarsely, unable to move. Lizzie's breath came out like a shiver and he twitched inside her walls.
"F-Fred, you… you feel incredible," she gasped, trying to adjust to the sensation of being one with him. She'd expected it to be amazing, but this was beyond physical understanding and his words were like an all-consuming caress to her soul. "I love you," she choked out.
A surge of magic suddenly radiated between them, washing them both in chills from the inside out. Speechless, Fred lifted his head and captured her mouth in a deep and sensual kiss that sent Lizzie's hips bucking against his. A surprising impulse drove him to match the action.
"Lizzie!" He shook as his head crashed back against her shoulder, the shock of pleasure to his groin awakening a part of himself he never knew he had. He instantly ached to feel it again; one taste not being enough. Rocking back into her, he found it somehow even better than before and moaned as Lizzie encouraged him by pulling at his hips.
"More…" she whimpered, a tingling heat spreading from her sex and into her stomach.
Fred gasped. "Ohhh… I like the sound of that," he said, giving into her request.
Slowly, he started dipping in and out, his breath moving in time with his thrusts. She was so tight, every tremble she made had the tension mounting in his cock, and he propped himself up on his elbows to watch the effect he was having on her. Her half-lidded gaze and desperate expression instantly stirred something carnal within him and it took all the restraint he had not to come undone. His pace rapidly grew in urgency.
Lizzie writhed and pushed her heels against his back to drive him deeper. "Oh my god you learn quick," she moaned, arching into his thrust. His eyes alone were enough to have her teetering on the edge. "Please, Fred… harder…" she begged. He sharply inhaled and fell trembling back against her.
"'Lizbeth!" His entire body tensed and he gripped the bed sheets so tight that his knuckles whitened. "Shit… I knew you loved it when I played rough…" he gasped, gritting his teeth as he started driving his length harder into her folds. Every pound turned more demanding as an uncontrollable desire to embed himself deeper inside his Lizzie spun into a maddening obsession. Sweat glinted off his body and the bed rammed against the wall with every thrust. He didn't think he could last very long, but he was dying to know what would happen when he made Lizzie cum.
Lizzie shut her eyes and struggled to breathe. "Fred! Ohh… Ohh god… I... I'm so close…"
An intensely possessive feeling consumed Fred and he kissed her hard, unrelenting in his deep thrusts. Lizzie's legs began to shake around him and her arms flew to the back of his head, gripping his hair. Her mouth nibbled and sucked at his with need and Fred was about to lose it. Suddenly the magical powers she'd taken from him could be felt all throughout himself and they coursed between them both like they were one soul.
"Oh fuck!" he cried, tearing from the kiss and shivering. He looked at Lizzie and realized from the bewildered expression on her face she'd felt it too. His mind practically snapped and he couldn't hold off anymore.
Grinding deeply into Lizzie, Fred made every thrust linger until the insatiable ache for more became too great. Lizzie's hips bucked and she let out a strangled cry. Her stomach was trembling uncontrollably and she couldn't breathe. Fred's slow grinds and the way his hard cock stretched and filled her had her on the brink.
"Fred!" she gasped, writhing against him.
"Uh!" The sound of his name spoken so desperately drove him mad. "Say that again," he pleaded, kissing her hard. "Ohhh, it makes me wanna cum."
Lizzie trembled. "Fffffred," she purred, licking his lips.
Gasping, Fred bucked harder, his slow pace forgotten. "Say it again! Say my full name… 'Lizbeth, please…" His voice was strained and Lizzie was now moaning after every thrust. "Say who's the best at getting you off."
Lizzie kissed him once more, her hips bucking as she squeezed her legs around his waist. The heat inside her reached its limits and she gasped sharply. "I… I'm gonna cum!" she cried, grinding hard against him as she screamed, "Drop Dead FRED!" Her eyes rolled back as she was knocked by waves of pleasure.
"'Lizbeth! Oh… Oh FUCK!" Fred's entire body tensed and he felt his own release start to rush through his cock and spill into Lizzie. Her tight walls convulsed around him and their bodies crashed together with vigorous need.
Desperately, Lizzie dug her heels into his back and moaned. He felt more a part of her than ever and she was entirely consumed. She didn't want this to end, but already felt herself falling from her high. Their bodies rocked together as their strength threatened to give out. Fred's eyes locked with hers and with a final thrust, he shuddered and collapsed against her.
"I love you," she said, wrapping her arms tightly around him. Her body was so racked with emotion she was shaking. Fred struggled to regain his breath so he could answer.
"I… love you… too," he finally said, lifting his head to look at her. A strange, warm energy suddenly enveloped him and his eyes widened at what he saw.
A green light outlined both of their bodies.
He blinked. "D-do you see that?" he asked. Lizzie nodded slowly and he could see the worry in her eyes. "Are you okay?"
"I think so…" she whispered. "Fred… what is this?" Breathless, she reached out and touched his face, sending up sparks of green orbs. Her hand snapped back as they reminded her of the lights that came from Fred when he disappeared.
Nervously, Fred reached out and caressed Lizzie's face, watching the blaze of orbs follow his trail. "Well, it doesn't seem dangerous," he said, crinkling his nose, but inside he wasn't so sure. This whole turning him human plan seemed like it had failed…
He opened his mouth to speak but suddenly lost his breath. Their green glow shot upwards as if some invisible force were soaking it up from them. Fred's body jerked and he rolled off Lizzie, clutching his chest and gasping for air.
"Fred!" Lizzie screamed, trying to hold him down as he thrashed and convulsed out of her grasp. Her eyes filled with tears and she finally succeeded in pinning him when some otherworldly force knocked her back to the bed. Both of them writhed as they were consumed by the sensation of something being ripped from their souls. A final flash of light disappeared into the ceiling and left Lizzie weakened.
Panting, she quickly felt herself for damage and was surprised to find she was in one piece. It was even stranger that nothing hurt. She rolled and crawled over to Fred, noticing the green outlines were gone from them both. He laid facing away from her on his side and fear gripped her that something terrible had just happened, that those non-gods had deceived them both.
Shaking, she reached out and lightly touched his shoulder. "Fred?"
He immediately started laughing and rolled onto his back, still clutching his chest.
"Oh my God, you're not dead!" she cried, falling against him and squeezing him tight. Fred held her back, and when the initial shock died away, the sound of his continued laughter suddenly caught up with her.
She sat up and smacked his arm. "What the hell is so funny? I thought you were dead! You scared me to death!" Her body was shaking and her pulse refused to settle.
Fred snickered and motioned at her with his finger. "Come here," he said. Lizzie quirked an eyebrow in curiosity and leaned closer, trying to relax. He pushed her head down to his chest. "Listen," he said.
Lizzie's eyes widened as she heard a beat within his chest and her eyes lifted back to his. "Y-you have a heartbeat?" she asked. "You didn't have that before…" Everything started clicking in her brain. Her hand pressed over his chest and she felt it beating against her palm. "It's still there," she gasped. "Oh my God… it worked…" She kept looking at him as if she still didn't believe it. Just moments ago she'd been so terrified she'd lost him forever.
"Snotface, I think you might have hit your head or something when we did it," he teased. "Yeah, it worked."
"Then why were you laughing?"
Fred snickered. "Because having a heartbeat kinda tickles."
Lizzie's tears fell now from both relief and overwhelming joy. "I can't believe it. You're really human?"
Fred's arms wrapped tightly around her. "You just fucked me as an imaginary friend, yet you don't believe it when I'm real?" Lizzie pinched him. "Ow!" he cried, giving her a look. Lizzie giggled and he melted. "I'm all yours, Snotface," he whispered against her ear, feeling his pulse quicken at her closeness. He'd never been happier than in this moment. "You sure you're ready for that?"
Lizzie smirked at him. "I think I can handle you."
"Good, because you'll be needing to handle me a LOT!"
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