Dancing Dead

She opened the door to see Grave Robber.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she hissed quietly
He entered her room and shut and locked the door behind him. He then turned to her, admired her butterfly robe, and smashed his lips to hers. He picked her up and carried her to her bed.
He began exploring her body with his hands and found she wasn't wearing any clothes under her robe.
She turned her head to escape his kisses. "You can't be here."
"Isn't Miss Largo always breaking the rules?" Graves replied and kissed her neck. A small moan escaped her lips.
Samara was trying so hard not to give in. Finally she used her full force and pushed him away.
"Get out. Go to Amber's room or something." She said as she fixed her robe. "I'm sure she would enjoy it.
"You know damn well you enjoy it." He said as he moved closer.
She dodged him and walked to the door. She opened the door without making eye contact and motioned for him to leave with her hand.
Graves sighed and walked to the door. "You want me." He leaned over and kissed her before leaving.
Samara growled and slammed the door shut. The truth is, she did like it, she liked it very much. She didn't want it to stop and she didn't want to have to stop him. However the last thing she wanted was to be caught with Graves in her bed. Rotti would freak out, and Amber with her sick obsession would surely want to kill her.
"I wish I had a differently family," she thought to herself. Then something came to her, Shadow doesn't have a family, Shadow won't get in trouble for sleeping with Graves. While she is Samara Largo however, she'd have to contain herself.
She laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling and she slowly began to drift to sleep. While she was right on the edge of a deep sleep she heard a tapping at her window.
"God dammit Graves take a hint!" she hissed and went to the window.
When she got to the window she stopped. There was a shadow casting on the floor, a rather large shadow, a shadow that was much to large to belong to Graves.
"Who the hell?" she thought as she opened the window.
Before she could tell who it was, the figure climbed into her bedroom, all she saw was a trench coat.
"Who the fuck are you?" she asked, ready for a fight.
The figure turned around and it turned out to be none other than the Repo man. "Hello Samara."
"Nathan Wallace? Rotti would kill you if he knew you were here."
"I had to talk to you about earlier." Nathan took off his repo helmet. "That shouldn't have happened, you're so young-"
She cut him off. "I don't want to hear it."
"Please let me finish." There was a brief silence before he continued. "I just want to say sorry. Like you said, Rotti would kill me, especially if he knew what we did. So it won't happen again. You're a nice girl. I won't disrespect you like that again." He sighed. "Now, I have a question. What the hell were you doing out there today? And dressed how you were no less."
Samara laughed. "I told you, going for a walk."
"I don't believe that. You're friends with that grave robber."
She laughed even harder at that. "He and I are no where close to friends. We just know each other that's all." she explained
Nathan walked over to her, "is he dealing you zydrate?"
Samara was absolutely stunned. "No, god no."
"Don't lie to me. If you're addicted to it then I can help you."
"Nathan I'm not an addict! I promise." She walked over to her bed and sat down.
Nathan followed. "Then please don't go back out there, it's dangerous especially at night. That Grave Robber will get you into trouble. "
Samara sighed, "Nathan, don't worry. I'm a big girl. I can handle myself out there." She put an arm around him for a half hug.
Nathan grabbed her arm and pulled her close. His face was inches from hers.
"If I find out."
"You wont." she said and kissed him.
Despite everything he had said, he kissed her back. Samara pushed him onto the bed and got on top of him. She undid his trench coat for the second time today, this time it would be uninterrupted.
Nathan sat up and tore off his shirt, exposing his perfectly muscular chest. Samara began undoing his pants. He rolled them over so he was on top and took off his pants, kicked off his boots, and opened her robe. He kissed her fiercely and had no intentions of stopping.
Samara's heart was racing, the feel of her bare skin to his was amazing, it sent electricity all through her body. It was the most amazing thing she had ever felt.
"Try to keep quiet." Nathan whispered into her ear before entering her. She let out a loud moan and he covered her mouth with his hand. She dug her nails into his back and closed her eyes.
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Samara woke up to banging on her door. She had a mini heart attack until she noticed that Nathan had left. He snuck out shortly after she fell asleep.
"Just a minute." She said and put her robe back on while she rushed to the door.
She opened the door and saw her father Rotti.
"Morning." She said with a smile.
"More like afternoon. I'm going out of town for a while and I'm leaving you in charge."
"Me? but I'm the youngest." She contested
"And I also trust you the most darling. My guards will help to keep your siblings in line."
She nodded. "okay."
Rotti kissed her forehead and left.
Samara knew that him being gone and leaving her in charge was going to create a huge problem. The worst part is, she would be stuck inside until nightfall when she could go out as Shadow. It's nearly impossible to sell or extract zydrate in daylight.
If only she knew where Graves lived, or better yet, Nathan. She knew where Nathan lived, she could go stay with him until Rotti got back. She got dressed and grabbed her equipment and headed out the door.
Amber stopped her on her way out of the building. "I know."
Samara looked confused. "Know what?"
"About you and the repo man last night."
Samara grabbed Amber's arm and pulled her into a storage closet in the hallway.
"What do you want?" Samara asked
"A few things."
"Just tell me." she said with an annoyed tone.
"More zydrate, for you to let me be in charge, and for a certain one of you friends to visit me in my room tonight." Amber informed her
"The repo man?" Samara asked
"No stupid, Grave Robber."
"Ew, absolutely not."
Amber folded her arms, "then I'll tell daddy that his favorite little girl is sleeping with one of his men."
There was silence for a moment.
"Fine." Samara finally agreed.
Amber smiled and skipped out of the closet and down the hallway.
"Great now I have to see Graves tonight." She thought to herself.
Graves wouldn't be out until nightfall and Samara certainly did not want to stay home now. Her siblings are going to tear each other apart and drive her crazy. She decided to go to the graveyard and visit her mother until it got dark.
When she got to the grave yard she left Graves a note so he would look for her too.
"We need to talk. Shadow." the note read.
After placing the note on a headstone she made her way to her mothers small tomb, went inside and locked the door behind her. She changed into her Shadow outfit and proceeded to sit down next to a picture of her mom.
"Things would be different if you were around. I would be happier. I hate being in this family. They are all a bunch of psychopaths." She remained silent for the rest of the day.
When she saw that the sun had gone down she left the tomb and wandered around the graveyard. She carefully avoided guards while extracting zydrate and looking for Graves.
"Since when do we leave notes?" Graves said from above a tomb roof behind Shadow.
Shadow turned around, "Since I need your help."
Graves smirked. "What could you possibly need my help with? You must be in a real bind."
"I need you to sleep with Amber." She said bluntly
Graves eyes bulged. "Are you fucking kidding me? That's just nasty." he complained.
"Please, I'm screwed if you don't." she pleaded
"What do I get in return? Besides an STD." Graves asked
"What do you want?" Shadow asked.
Graves thought. "Hm." He walked a circle around Shadow, stopping behind her. "What could I possibly want from you?" He said as he moved her hair and bit at her neck.
She sighed and turned around. "I'm not promising you anything until you do it."
"Okay, I'll do it. But you owe me, and I'm holding you to it." He agreed.
She nodded. "one other thing. I need a place to stay until Rotti gets home."
He shook his head. "Nope can't help you there."
"What? Am I suppose to fuck you out here?" She hissed.
"Of course not, your bedroom after I see Amber." He kissed her cheek and disappeared into the night.
"Great, where do I stay?" she thought. Just then she saw a shadow move in her peripheral vision. It was Nathan, out to repossess. She smiled, readjusted her shirt to show more cleavage, and followed him.