The night sky was that sort of clear that only living in the country could bring. The stars were bright and full, stacked on one another in layer atop layer to the point where one could almost feel the unfathomable depth of the cosmos beyond. Eddie had always believed it never had an end and that made him feel lost, a bit scared. However now he knew, as he picked along across the Blackmoor Estate, that there was a Heaven and there was a Hell. Perhaps then the cosmos had a finite curtain and if one pulled it back as illustrated in renaissance art they would see God peering down? His brows furrowed and he nearly stumbled on the flat and grassy yard before him. More formulae sifted through his gray matter and the mathematician had to stop and just breathe. Rubbing at his eyes helped, until Eddie pondered exactly where Heaven and Hell would be if they were part of the physical universe? Maybe The Black Hole got it right? Taking in slow and steady gulps he listened to far off animal sounds and tried to clear his head.
Pi had some 'devilish' business to take care of this evening because apparently the local area was ripe with Satanists, go figure! Eddie wasn't quite sure what to make of that, or even if it was true. However the curvy succubus insistently apologized for having to go out and smooth a few things over. In the long run she'd assured him it would better for them. The geek wasn't really very fond of confrontation so who was he really to complain? Besides he wanted to talk to Abby alone and smooth things over there too.
The issue there was while Eddie knew his exotic cousin was home but she wasn't anywhere to be found in the house. He'd checked her studio, her room, the kitchen, the living room, even parlor. Next the nerd had tracked all the way out to the carriage house but both cars were still sitting there. That left two options: either Abby had been abducted by aliens which Eddie would usually not consider or she had went out to the unused barn at the back end of the property. That was where Eddie was heading now.
"Friggin weather." Back home by now it would have been starting to get a bit on the warm side and there wouldn't be so much damn moisture clinging to everything. Here in England he had been told that every summer was this damn miserable. His shoes were already drenched just from left over dew and the occasional puddle. Suddenly stopping when he heard some rustling in the trees the human looked that direction, narrowed his eyes. All the starlight dancing about really didn't help at all. It was just too dark for him to see anything. "Aphex?"
No answer came, no sound or further movement. Eddie was pretty sure the perverted imp was out with Pi anyway. Sighing he shook free a case of the heebie jeebies and proceeded along his way. The farmhouse loomed not too far off now. What appeared to be lamplight oozed between its cracks, under shuttered windows. There was something definitely going on inside. As Eddie neared the door he strained his meager mortal senses once more. He was pretty sure he could faintly hear that Celtic stuff that Abby listened to filtering out and his nose caught a mixture of burning incense. He wasn't sure exactly what the earthy smells were but they were pretty soothing, his mind relaxed. The heavy mathematics trying to invade it almost immediately dissolved.
Reaching out he hesitated before creaking one of the front doors open. Its pitted and splintered wood creaked. His lips curled together and brows lifting with curiosity. There were half-a-dozen hurricane lanterns set about on old haystacks and atop stable posts. After adding in a few candles atop pie plates that were arranged in some sort of mystical matter and the whole barn had a warm and dreamy glow. Several ceramic tiles had burning sticks on them, their lovely smoke curling into the air and mixing. In the center of it all was Abby atop a pair of spread out blankets. The covers weren't any sort of comfortable ones; they looked thick and worn, probably wool.
His cousin had a rumpled appearance tonight, nothing serious. Her dark hair was down, its waves tumbled together. Clad in a short skirt that had ridden most of the way up her dusky thighs and an untucked white schoolgirl shirt Abby didn't noticed right off the bat that the door had opened. Several of the buttons were undone, showing a tempting tease of chest and lacy white bra along with the fine boned curve of clavicle. Her delicious legs were folded up and had a rather large tome spread open between them. Still Eddie's gaze was able to trail along tempting thigh flesh and catch just a hint of pristine panties. Immediately he was struck recalling Pi's fingers wedged deep inside her, the way Abby sounded when she came, how her body quaked and shook. Thusly he decided to back out and take a few cooling breaths as lust cascaded through his veins. His light cough though caught the artist's attention. Her stark eyes lifted...
"Eddie?" Abby shifted with a crinkle of her skirt. As she moved to her knees she turned the grimoire around, still open, to rest beside her at the center of the circle. Its cover was pretty thick, covered with dark brown leather stained with age along with oddly scrolled rivets. Likewise its pages were yellowed and made from a weighty stock to stand the ages. She giggled light when he looked back and crooked a finger to beckoning him in. Of course from the way she stretched forward Eddie was able to see right down her top at barely constrained tits. Abby even arched his back a bit. "Come in, this concerns you too."
"What does?" Not being raised in a barn Eddie closed the door behind him as he was drawn inside by the fetching picture and posh accent of his cousin. Here and there candles flickered with ominous ripple. For a moment Eddie was sure he could hear the building exhale.
"Well come here." Back on her haunches Abby just fixed him with a languid look and waited until he was close before patting the cover before her. Then it was back to leaning on her hands, shirt sliding from luxurious colored shoulders and this exposing more cleavage. "I just want to make sure first you're okay."
"I'm okay." He settled before her and fought down a flush along with wanton thoughts. "Why wouldn't I be okay? Hey! What are you doing?"
The last exclamation came when Abby reached forward and rather brazenly started unbuttoning his shirt. The mathematician's high pitched question didn't slow her art trained fingers any. Within seconds she had the shirt loose and was spreading it open. Leaning close her body heat as well as breath mixed with his. "Hush. I'm checking you over for devil marks." Work blunted nails pulled at the flesh of his nipples. "One, two... you haven't grown another one somewhere the last few days have you?"
"Not that." Eddie tried to muffle his moan. There was nothing he could do about the way his skin pebbled. "Not that I've noticed. Careful, that tickles."
"This tickles?" Dragging her nails in slow circles against Eddie's stomach Abby cast her spiced gaze up into his and grinned plush. The edges of her stark blue eyes shone as the rest grew darker, serious. Those hands flatted and slid back up to push shirt from shoulders.
There was no way that Eddie could hide his groan this time. "Yes."
