#Mary Goore x Piper

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HERE IT IS FINALLY! An update I know some of you have been waiting for, the next chapter of Under the Spell with Mary Goore and OC Piper!

I am trying my best to get back to regular posting with my fics since the holidays are now over and I appreciate everyone's patience and support!

Also once again, please be nice I am SO not used to writing for Mary, so I hope its ok!

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met as children. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more—now if only she can get him to agree.

Chapter 3: Biting the Bullet

Also available HERE on AO3! Haven't started yet? Start from the beginning HERE!

Definitely NSFW below the cut

“Wait... what?” Mary said, grimacing as he flicked the fluids from his hand. The look of utter confusion, washing over him. Tilted his head like a puppy, waiting for Piper’s response. She took in a deep breath, trying her best to calm herself back down. Pacing around the floor a moment before finally bringing herself to sit down beside him. 

“I just…” she began, closing her eyes and trying her best to not lose her nerve before she continued. Facing out into the quiet unease of the hotel room. She was unable to look Mary in the eye. As the silence between them grew, so did the anxiety. Mary, hardly able to take it much longer. Deciding inside to break the silence himself, assuring Piper he was game regardless of what she might think.

“Listen, I am only doing this cause you asked me to. I want you to be happy. If that means we do this—then we do this. But if not… it really doesn't matter to me.” he explained. Piper still appeared unconvinced, the look on her face telling Mary that she was panicking on the inside. A look he had seen many times before when Piper was on the verge of a panic attack. 

Without even thinking he placed his hand over hers. Piper, trying to breathe through it when the gesture of kindness—gentleness allowed her to relax. Touched by this side of Mary, one she had rarely seen before.

“I know you say that but—” she began when Mary cut her off. 

“But what Pipes?” he asked. Piper turned to face him head on. Pulling her hand away as she snuffled back. Unsure if she wanted him to know how truly vulnerable she felt. 

“I just don’t want this to change things between us. You mean so much to me. I don’t want you to feel like this is something you have to do. I don’t want you resenting me over this if you change your mind Mare.”she admitted, the tears that had been beading up in her eyes, falling down her face. She and Mary were like family, it would kill her to have had this child but lose Mary in the process. 

“Pff…not gonna happen.” Mary laughed, “You're stuck with me.” 

“Yeah…” Piper laughed back through her tears. Mary, wiping them away. Streaking her cheek in black mascara. The two of them, locking eyes as Mary paused. He slowly pulled her towards him. Piper’s body became languid in his arms as he pulled her close. Bringing his lips to kiss her.   

The press of them felt different than the one before. Soft and intentioned in a way Piper had never experienced. Realizing in the moment that this was truly what she wanted. A baby—a baby with her best friend.

“Now, jump on baby girl and make me a daddy.” Mary said, smiling against her lips. Lifting her up and onto his lap. Never parting as the metal from Piper’s tongue ring teased and thrilled him. Sliding across Mary’s tongue as it danced in and out of their mouths.  

He allowed himself to grip a handful of her ass. Relishing the way his touch made her squirm—urged her to rock her hips against the swell of his groin. His cock twitching with the anticipation of stretching her out around him. 

“Mmm…” Piper moaned, feeling him beneath his jeans as the friction drove her crazy. Gliding herself against him and teasing her folds. Mary ran his hands up and over her thighs. Dimpling them as he allowed her to grind against him. Hot and heavy, longing for them to take it further. 

“Mmm.. fuck yeah.” Mary purred. His encouragement heated against her lips. His hands, leaving her waist to pull off her shirt. Undoing her bra with a surprising ease before kneading her breasts in his hands. Mary unable to control the impulse to drop his head to her pert pink tinged nipple. Wrapping his tongue around it before pulling it gently into his mouth. Satisfied to hear Piper’s wanton moans that resulted. 

Her body felt like it was set on fire. Piper, moving fast while she still had the nerve to pull his  cock out from his jeans. Mary, jolting up against her as her fingers made contact with his bare skin. Piper, stroking him gently and marveling at his girth. 

“Oh Mare.” she sighed, imagining him already inside her. Mary smiled smugly as she allowed him to slip into her hand.  

“That's right baby. I’m gonna use that to stuff your needy little pussy so full of my jizz.” he groaned, licking his lips in anticipation of her.  

“Mare!” Piper called out, the words sending a heat of embarrassment across her cheeks. While she knew he talked that way before. With or without being in the middle of sex, she had never been on the receiving end of it till now. 

“Just go with it.” He said, bringing his fingers between them. Moving back her hands to slip under her panties. Massaging her wet heat over and over with his touch as she continued to work him. “Cum for me baby.” He purred, feeling her dripping for him, “Show me how much you wanna ride this cock.”

“Mmmm…ah!” Piper cried out as his thumb made its way to her clit. Mary, swirling circles over the little nub with ease. Continuing to suck and lick on her nipples. Piper's head, falling back in pleasure.   

“Mmm… that's right baby.” He moaned, bringing his fingers back inside her, fucking her more fervently with his hand. Her juices, freely dripping from within her folds as Mary found her g-spot. Pressing into the sponge sensitive tissue with fingers, wishing so badly it was his cock. Within moments Piper began clamping down on his fingers, so tightly he could barely move. Her hips rolling with his movements—sending her over the threshold and cumming hard on his hand. 

“Oh fuck Mare…take me.” Piper moaned, her body tingling all over with the crest of her orgasm. Mary quickly pulled his fingers out, sucking them dry of her fluids. 

“Gladly.” he told her. Lifting himself up off the couch just enough to wiggle out of his pants. Piper, still straddling him as he used the remaining slick on his hand and precum to fully wet his cock. Pushing Piper’s panties off to the side before nudging her folds with the head of his cock.

“Ah! Yes!” Piper yelped as she felt him begin to push inside her having gathered up a generous amount of her slick before he reached her entrance. Mary, smiling widely as he shoved his full length of his aching cock inside her. 

“Ah…Pipes… Your pussy feels so good.” he groaned as she started to move on him. Riding him slowly. Rising and falling along his length. Her breast hovering in his face as he licked and nipped at them. 

“Mmm…” Mary cooed, bringing her nipple back into his mouth. There was nothing like the feel of Piper surrounding him. Her walls, pulling against him as he tried to withdraw. Holding tightly onto her hips now to steady her. Mary closed, overwhelmed by the feeling as he pushed inside her over and over. 

Already drunk in the warmth from inside her. His cock, pressing so deliciously against her delicate flesh. It was then that Mary wondered why he had never tired to fuck Piper before. Becoming slack-jawed and starting to pant the harder he thrusted up inside her. 

Piper had found her stride, bouncing gleefully in his lap. Her hands held tightly onto his shoulders as she stared into his eyes. Fuck, he is so incredibly sexy , she thought. Asking herself if she realized before today just how handsome he was? Her crazy, handsome childhood best friend. 

She could hardly believe she was there, in this moment with him. Feeling the euphoric high from being with him like this. So perfectly feeling together as her body began to shake. Piper, knowing instantly what was happening. Though it had never happened before with Sid, it had certainly happened when she was on her own. 

“Mare… I think I'm going to….” Piper cried, feeling her insides begin to buckle down on him. Her body flooded with emotion and pleasure as her orgasm came tearing through her full force. 

“Ah fuck!” Mary growled, her cunt squeezed him tightly all around. Forcing him to burst inside her. Spilling ropes and ropes of cum. Mary filling her full of everything he had to give. 

It had felt like It was over so fast that Piper could hardly believe it had happened at all. Both of them, so blown away by the sensations between them that neither could sustain the momentum for long. Mary laid back on the couch. Pants still at his ankles and his spent cock, covered in the efforts between them, unabashedly on display. 

“Hey… what do you think about us splurging a bit more for a hotel room with a bigger bed next stop? Or at least a bigger sofa?” Mary chuckled as he slipped himself back beneath his jeans.

“I mean if you wanna spend the money, I wouldn’t say no. But It was kinda your fault we didn’t even make it back to the bed—” Piper yawned, smiling as her eyelids only grew more heavy. Curling up next to Mary on the opposite end of the couch. She was utterly exhausted. Finding herself unable to help the closing of her eyes and waking to having missed little bits of conversation between. 

Finally Piper succumbed to it, falling asleep so soundly that she had even begun to snore. Mary found it endearing. Allowing her to sleep while he went up to take a much needed shower. When he emerged from the bathroom sometime later, Piper was still sleeping away. Her face looking A gentle, relaxed look now on the most relaxed and peaceful Mary though it had ever seen. 

He smiled at her as he continued drying his hair. Grateful to see her looking so serene, even if it was in her unconscious state. They had both been through a lot in their lives. So much heartache and struggle. Mary could help but think, as he stared down at her, that if anyone deserves to get what they want it was Piper. 

Though he knew she would likely be mad, he decided against waking her. Instead, allowing her some much needed sleep. Ever the night owl and the insomniac, Piper was chronically tired and wore her raccoon-like dark circles like a badge of honor. Mary, smiling once again thinking about the future. 

If Piper had it her way, it would be many nights before she'd get a full 8-hours sleep again he thought. Mary planted himself on the recliner, opposite her in the room, and cracked open a cold one. Kicking up his feet on the coffee table and thinking about what might come of things. Watching her sleep with that smile still on his face.

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ.” Piper groaned, pissed at the abrupt loud car alarm. Blaring from somewhere outside and waking her from some incredible sleep. Reluctantly she decided to take a shower, scratching her head before trying to climb off the couch. Realizing that she was covered, unexpectedly, in the sheet from the bed. 

Mary was nowhere to be found as she scanned the room. “Mare?” she called out to him, but got nothing in response. Her eyes darted around in the darkness until she caught sight of a shining red light of an analog clock on the desk—a red 8:30pm on its face. 

“Oh fuck!” She shouted, darted upright. Running to the bedroom to get dressed. The show had more than likely already started and Piper couldn’t believe that Mary had just left her sleeping on the couch. She was angry, how could he leave her like that and not even say goodbye? Or at least come wake her up before they headed out? 

She began to wonder, if in his post nut clarity, he had regretted his decision. Sneaking out to leave her to go about his business without a second thought. Though Piper knew it was potentially too late now. Feeling the evidence of their tryst, leaking out on the inside of her thighs as he rushed around to grab her things.

Piper had left the room disheveled and upset. Rushing over to the venue without the courtesy of a shower, or even a ride over. Pissed that the rest of the band had agreed to leave her behind. Not that any of them would know what they had done—the only saving grace.

When she arrived, the smoke screen was ungodly. Piper opened the doors that led to a long walkway to the underground club. Hidden away like the dive bar that it was. The walls, covered in spray paint, remnants of band flyers, and god know what else. 

“Excuse me.” Piper said, trying to dodge through groups of half drunken clubbers who were just hanging out in the hall. Following the sound of the music, growing louder as she moved ahead.  Still fuming with Mary leaving her behind. His motive, still unclear.  

She thought, If Mary wanted to fuck and run, he could have at least done her the courtesy of telling. Explaining to her that this would be a one time thing. They weren’t in a relationship after all. It was only meant to be a favor, but damn if she wasn’t pissed that he had “wham, bam, thank you ma’am’d” her. Piper, beginning to feel silly—and stupid for having even considered it. 

By the time she had made it inside the club, Repugnant was already on stage. The whole band thrashing about as Mary howled and screamed out the lyrics. The sounds of the guitar and the bass, heavy and harsh as they rushed from the speakers and over the crowd. Patrons, moshing and headbanging with full gusto. Crowd surfers, racing high above all the heads in the pit. 

Piper doing her best to get as close as she could to the stage. Watching Mary as he played his guitar, knowing personally just how talented those fingers really were. Mary too could see her. His Piper, standing out looking a bit mad as she tried making her way closer. Stuck in the limbo of the middle of the crowd. 

Mary, gazing at her through the hair sticking to his face. HIs locks, already drenched in sweat and blood. She was trying to navigate through towards the stage. Mary, feeling a bit nervous as he watched. Wondering to himself for the first time if it was even safe for her to be there. Shaking it all off after realizing how crazy it was to be concerned about a possible crotch goblin when they had only just fucked. Continuing the show without a second thought. 

“Hey Piper! Over here!” Annie called out, catching her attention. A small spot, just before the barrier, was saved for her. Annie was great and Piper was grateful to her. Though she was relatively new to their crew, it was great just to have another woman on the road with them as far as Piper was concerned. 

Annie and Tom had only been together for a short time, but already things seemed to be moving quickly between them. Piper, wondering if they would end up married before the end of the tour dates. Feeling a bit jealous at Annie and Tom’s happiness—long before her decision to try with Mary. Their behavior around one another, opening her eyes to the serious and irreconcilable differences between Sid and herself. 

Annie was also so beautiful, which didn’t help Piper’s jealous streak. Having long blonde hair that was not natural of course, but perfectly bleached and styled on the regular. Her aesthetics, like Debbie Harry—the quintessential 80s bombshell with the perfect ruby red lips. Quite different from Piper’s style. Her goth, grunge vibes and nerdy cat eyeglasses made Piper a bit self conscious sometimes about her appearance. 

She felt at times like she couldn’t even compare. Still, despite her superficial jealousy, Piper had come to adore Annie. Hoping that nothing bad would ever tear her and Tom apart or she might really be on her own. 

“Thanks chick!” Piper yelled back so that Annie could hear her. Annie, holding up a thumbs up as Piper continued to move towards her. Finally, she was able to make it beside her, the two of them watching the band perform. Annie hollering and screaming anytime Tom went off on his drums. Normally a behavior Piper would have done the same, but tonight the mood just hadn’t hit her. Her mind was too hung up on the situation between her and Mary to think of anything else. Only the worry about unsaid things and the fear of answers to questions she hadn’t yet thought to ask. Hoping that what had happened between them wasn’t a mistake. 

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HERE IT IS! The moment some of you have been waiting for...well maybe not really lol...

Since I completed The Red Dress as promised I have started on one of my promised other new works.....UNDER THE SPELL!

Please be nice I am SO not used to writing for Mary, so I hope its ok!

Mary Goore x OC Piper!

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met as children. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more—now if only she can get him to agree.

Chapter 1: Fishnets and Regrets

Also available HERE on AO3!

Eventually will be NSFW below the cut 😈

She was trying her best to stay cool, staving off the tears that relentlessly pricked at her eyes. The sharp-winged cat eyeliner and heavily mascaraed lashes sent a trail of black down her cheeks. A battle lost, but only for a short moment until she could bring herself to carry on. Piper stared into the mirror of another random bar's bathroom, angry at herself for not realizing what she wanted to do with her life sooner. Despite her upset, the show must go on. Knowing that would need to stuff it down before heading out to face them again—her chosen family and partners in crime, Repugnant. 

She had spent the last 6 years of her life traveling with them and when the sounds of humming amps kicked on and the guitars screamed as they were being tuned—she needed to move her ass. Before heading back out, she adjusted her tattered fishnets, that had seen better days, and re-tied her scuffed up black combat boots. They were her favorite—a gift from Mary many years ago. Piper checked the mirror, once more, just to be sure that her mohawk hadn't fallen, before using her foot to kick open the door.  

Her mind was still heavy with anger and hurt. The fight she and Sid had was only a short time ago and it left her feeling heated, like she was roasting from the inside. Now she'd have to go and watch them perform—pissed off but having got her shit together enough to keep the peace. After all, there were still a bunch more gigs to go and the road home, for her, didn’t really exist. 

It was the first time in a long time Piper wished she was somewhere else. Traveling with the four guys and Tom's girl, Annie, had been a dream come true. She lived for the music, the lights of the stage, and the energy from the crowd as the guys performed. Having grown up with Mary and getting close with the rest of them, it was only natural that they all worked so well together. So, when Mary and Sid asked her to tag along while they toured the world, she thought she couldn’t ask for anything more—that was until last week. 

She was late—very late. Her period, which had normally come like clockwork, had decided to give both her and Sid the scare of a lifetime. Both of them in a full-blown panic as the reality of that drunken mishap set in. Sid was pissed, throwing shit around the hourly rate hotel room, spouting comments about her needing to get shit taken care of and him not wanting any damn kids. Piper wasn’t at all surprised at his psychotic meltdown, but what she was surprised about was her reaction to the negative test. In that moment everything changed, and she was, for lack of a better word, conflicted. 

When only one line appeared on the stick, Sid was ecstatic. Jumping up and down acting like a complete and utter fool. Thrilled out of his mind that he had dodged yet another bullet despite his recklessness. Piper was relieved too, in a way. Sid was not necessarily the "fatherly" type, but the idea of having a kid hadn't left her—even a week later. 

That's when the fight happened, and of course it just had to happen before the show. Sid couldn't let things go and give her the space she needed when she told him nothing was wrong. So, with his incessant pushing and Piper's built-up anger, the truth came spilling out like blood from a gushing wound. Not her finest moment to be sure, but she wondered if all of this was what needed to happen.

Things had been rocky for some time with Sid. He was a good man deep down, but definitely immature and Piper was pretty sure his photo was next to "man child" in the dictionary. She loved him, but she knew at this point it was over between them—Piper had figured out she wanted more than just a spot in the tour bus and glorified groupie status with the band. She told Sid she wanted to move on with her life and settle down. And with that revelation, blow up number 1,346 began. Leaving them officially split up and Piper in an awkward place—feeling empty. 

She took in a deep breath before continuing down the hall and stepping out onto the floor, the band playing when she had made her way to the pit. The guitars were drilling into the audience’s skulls and the drums banging hard, vibrating in her chest. The feeling of the music coursing through her, was truly something she'd never get enough of. Piper watched Sid playing his guitar, Tom on drums, Carlos on bass, and of course Mary absolutely slaughtering the vocals. The frustration, hanging itself within her soul, shredding with the sounds of the death metal they came to play. 

The smell of cigarette smoke was heavy in the air and the sticky floor pulled at the bottoms of her boots, but she didn't care. Piper head-banged her way through Draped in Cerecloth and tried to just let go. Her mohawk swinging around and the chains on her belt rattling as she jumped up and down, screaming into the universe and giving every last bit of energy she had to Mary and the guys. Thankfully it was gonna be a great night of music, but also a night she would never forget.

The show was a blast, the crowd losing it over the performance and tearing the place up as they rocked out to what their parents surely referred to as “deafening noise”. As their spot was over, Mary and the guys along with Piper and Annie took the opportunity to throw a few back before heading out for the night. All of them laughing and celebrating another show well done, Piper being a bit less enthusiastic as usual. Mary, taking note that she and Sid had been keeping their distance. 

The bar had now been closed for over an hour and while everyone else minus the stagehands had left to head back to the bus, Piper decided to hang out for some time alone. She sat by herself with a beer in hand and picked at yet another tear in her fishnets, when she saw Mary coming towards her. Fuck , she thought to herself knowing exactly where this was going.  

Mary Goore had been covered in blood since the beginning of the show. Preferring to start things out with a bang. Dripping with it as he raged in sonnets of death and the defiling of corpses. The metallic liquid, now managing to cover his shirt and matted a bit of his hair, but he didn't care. It was another glorious night for him and the guys, though he couldn’t let go of the feeling that things were off with Sid and Piper. 

He felt a connection to her like no other—the best of friends since the cradle. Their families were close from the beginning. When Mary's Dad took off and Piper's parents were killed, they were the ones to help each other hold it together. She had been a staple in his life. A constant he knew he could always count on. Things had been weird lately between her and Sid, that was for sure. And it didn’t take a genius to figure out things were at an all-time low. 

"Pipes? Why aren't you on the bus?" He asked as he slumped down beside her on the edge of the stage. Piper shrugged a bit, taking another swig of her beer to finish it off before speaking. 

"Just didn't feel like it quite yet. I figured I'd wait till everything got packed up and then head over."

"Bullshit." Mary said straight faced and serious toned. He was a bit intimidating after a show, all that blood over his face and the tiniest amount of grumble to his voice—after having pushed it so hard.

"Oh come on. Don't do that thing you do." Piper begged—her words futile. She knew he could sense it, there was definitely something she wasn’t telling him. Piper was surprised that Sid hadn't told him yet about their break up, since he had never known how to keep his mouth shut. 

"You know better sweetness than to lie to my face." He told her as he widened his gaze and tried to lean in closer. Piper pressed her lips together into a tight line and furrowed her brows before dropping her eyes to her lap. Damn Mary for always being right and always knowing when she was hiding something. 

“Sid and I well…we aren’t a thing anymore.” Piper said calmly before looking back over at Mary. His face was filled with disgust, imagining the multitude of things Sid could have done to destroy things with Piper, who had stuck by his ass for so long. 

“What did that rat bastard do now?” Mary growled knowing full well how asinine his friend could be. Piper put her hand on Mary’s shoulder to calm him. It was slick with blood and sweat and some face paint, but nothing she couldn’t handle. Mary grabbed for her hand and gave her a concerned look. 

“No Mare, it’s nothing like that. We just decided that we want different things—I want different things.” Piper explained. 

“Well what the fuck does that even mean?” Mary laughed, though a bit nervously.

“I think this may be the end of the road for me. After the next few gigs, I’m gonna have to figure something out. I got other things I wanna do with my life and being stuck on the bus isn’t it anymore.”

“Where is this coming from? I thought you loved being on tour with us?” Mary asked her, completely confused and honestly more shaken than if it had been only the Sid issue. He didn’t want Piper to leave. Half the time she was the only thing that kept him from going off the deep end. What’s got her ready to run if it ain't Sid , he asked himself. 

“I wanna settle down, take up root somewhere and well that's not gonna happen with Sid or while I’m on the road with you all.” Piper admitted. She and Mary had usually been upfront with each other. Each appreciating the other's candor, saving them from misunderstandings but tonight she was withholding something. And while Piper might have wanted to keep the intimate details of her heartache to herself, Mary would know she was lying before she could speak the words.

“What a pussy.” he snorted, angry with Sid for spurring this whole thing on, thinking to himself anyone would be lucky to be committed to Piper. “Honestly Pipes you are better off without him…but I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that I want you to stay. Don’t go.”  

“Uh…fuck…Mare that’s not the start.” Piper explained, swallowing back the knot forming in her throat. Now Mary was on red alert. All his senses, buzzing with something big about to come out of Piper’s mouth—and then she said it. 

“I wanna have a baby.” she told him, Mary turning even paler than his face paints. It was only when his stunned stare turned into a dissociated blink, that Piper knew he hadn’t gone catatonic, “Mare?”

“Ah…umm…” he began smearing the blood through his hair as he ran his hand over his head. Clearly still in shock from Piper’s confession, “...what happened to you starting that band? What were you going to call it? Crazy Chrysanthemums or something?” he asked, unable to think of anything else to say in his stupor.  

“It was Wild Violets…That doesn't matter. That was just a fleeting idea.” Piper explained, “You’re missing the point.”

“And this ISN’T a fleeting idea?” Mary continued. 

“No…I honestly hadn’t thought about this kinda thing at all, but we had a scare and well… I can’t stop thinking about it.” Then Mary stood up, beginning to pace the stage as he took in everything his best friend was saying. Her words, hitting him like daggers to the chest.  

“Piper…”

“Yes?” She asked as Mary walked over to her and held out his hand. Waiting for her to take it so he could lift her up onto the stage. Piper gave it to him, quickly getting up on her feet as Mary and her eyes met in what remained of the stage lights. 

“So not a joke…not a fleeting idea?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Pulling at the worn neckline of his Morbid t-shirt.  

“Not a joke I swear.” Piper replied, putting up her hands like some girl scout signaling her pledge to the troop. Mary got quiet again—his eyes dropping away from hers and down to the scratched up remnants of old band stickers and other crap that had adhered to the floor of the stage. “Mare?” she called to him, watching him get lost in thought. 

“Sorry I am still trying to wrap my head around you wanting Sid to be a dad.” Mary jabbed, trying to insert some humor into the situation, but he could tell it only made Piper more upset. 

“Oh come on Pipes you know this whole thing is a little fucked right? Hell, even I'd be a better Dad than..." Mary began when the idea struck Piper like a ton of bricks. One she instantly knew felt right, but oh boy was it going to be a bitch to convince Mary. He could see it—the look in her eye told him she was scheming and now his anxiety went through the roof. “…what are you thinkin’... 

“Mare…here me out. What if you—” Piper barely got out the first words before Mary began pacing around once more, his eyes blown wide and his jaw dragging across the floor. 

"Nope, nope don't like that." Mary said, shaking his head. “No way you’re even considering what I think you are considering.” 

“But Mare…you are my best friend. My other half, I can’t think of anyone else better. I don’t wanna waste my time with some deadbeat guys…not when I have you. Not when I know that you’re perfect.” Piper finished, a newfound energy surging through her. Wondering why she hadn’t thought of this before tonight. Mary was visibly in shock. His mind swirling with the implications of his best friend’s words. Wondering if he was finally losing his mind from all the stress of touring.  

“Perfect for what Pipes?” he asked her, straining against the words he knew were about to leave her lips. 

“I want it to be you. I want you and I…to have a baby.”

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Under the Spell

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met as children. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more—now if only she can get him to agree.

Chapter 2: Playing with Dolls

Also available HERE on AO3! Haven’t started yet, start from the beginning HERE!

Definitely NSFW below the cut

The hotel room was filled with the sounds of the cheap old hair dryer. Piper, working to painstakingly tease and spray as she dried the front section of her hair into place. Working it until she achieved the desired style, keeping the back in a mullet-like tail. As she continued getting ready, she worked around the fog which was still heavy on the bathroom mirror. The remnants of a much needed and welcomed hot shower. 

She caught sight of a small portion of the white ceiling paint. It was beginning to crack and peel at the corner of the room. Piper couldn’t help but wonder with all the moisture, how bad the hotel’s mold problem must be. But just like any other thoughts she had as of late, it was fleeting. Her mind, always returning back to the ache felt in her chest.  

It had been a couple of days since she told Mary about her desire to have a baby—with him. That night, he had surprised her by not outright saying no. However, the abruptness from which he fled the bar after not saying another word, told her all she needed to know about his feelings. Left alone as the bar’s lights began turning out and a walk back to the bus while still unsure of where things went from there. 

She was grateful for some time alone, though there was another gig that night. Some hole in the wall place Sid had booked months back. It was nice to have a reprieve from a crammed bus and the overwhelming scent of sweaty guys. She knew it was only a short time before she’d need to leave but for now she could take a breath from it all. 

She set down the freeze-hold hairspray, flung her towel up over the shower door, and stepped into a fresh pair of underwear. Quickly grabbing an oversized Repugnant shirt to hang out in before things needed to get done for the show. Piper decided to take some time to gather up her clothes, a stack of things to bring to the first laundromat she could find before they’d be off on the road again. She carried a pile of shirts haphazardly in her hand over to the laundry bag, passing the full-length mirror hung along the wall.  

“Hmm.” she mumbled to herself. Taking a moment to pause before stuffing the clothes under her shirt. Staring back into the mirror at her pseudo-pregnant belly she had created for herself before the tears began pricking at her eyes. If Mary wasn’t going to help her, she felt like it may never happen. 

“Well, I see you’re still on that.” Mary said from behind her, having snuck his way in via the shared door that connected his room to hers. Piper panicked, frantically pulling the laundry out from under her shirt and shoving it down into the bag before turning back to face him. 

“What are you doing in here Mare?” she asked him. Both happy he had finally spoken to her but also angry for his pointed commentary.  

“I thought we should talk.” he explained, dropping down onto the gray couch beside the pair of Piper’s dolls. Bip and Bop, both small, porcelain baby dolls that she had always with her, even on tour. The last remains of a happy childhood, clung to when all she knew had been ripped out from under her. Their little bibs and cloth outfits, stained with the juice she had spilled on them while on vacation and still faintly smelling of her mother’s perfume—or at least she’d like to think so. 

“About what?” she inquired. 

“You know what.” Mary said, picking up Bip and fiddling with his arms like he was trying to make the doll dance. Piper let out a sigh and sat down opposite him in the small armchair, staring daggers at Mary. A warning lest he break Bip. Mary scooted up closer to the edge of the couch, raising his eyebrows and taking himself a long deep breath.

“I figured you had said your peace.” she snapped at him. Only after the words passed through her lips, did she regret her tone. She wasn’t mad at him, just upset that things weren’t working out how she’d hoped. 

“Nawh, I hadn’t said anything.” Mary corrected her and he was right. He only left, there was nothing else said between them. Silence was enough to make Piper feel defeated. 

“I feel like that is STILL saying something Mare.” she replied, watching as Mary continued to fuss with Bip. “I get it, it's not something you want.”

“Now wait a fuckn’ minute…” Mary began, standing up with the doll still clutched in his hand, “I never said that.” 

“What?” Piper asked, completely taken back by what she’d just heard him say. Mary began pacing the floor. Chewing on his bottom lip as he ran through whatever thoughts had begun to occupy his mind. Clearing his throat before he spoke again.  

“Does this really mean that much to you? Like you actually want a little rugrat?”

“Yeah…yeah Mare I really do.” she responded, certain of herself. Mary began shaking his head, trying to wrap his brain around his best friend’s sudden need to procreate. 

“Why can’t you just play with one of these things?” he asked her, flopping Bip around in his hand. Piper annoyance instantly spiked. She immediately rose up from the chair and snatched Bip from Mary’s hands. 

“Because Mary! It is NOT the same thing and you know it. Don’t try to belittle this ok?” she pleaded. Her eyes had become glossy and it was clear to Mary that he had upset her. He walked towards her, taking her chin in his hand—forcing her to look at him.  

“Listen Pipes, I’m sorry. If it means that much to you…I’ll do it.” he whispered, watching Piper’s eyes light up. She instantly threw her arms around him. Holding onto him so tight Mary thought she’d give him a nosebleed. 

“Oh Mare, do you mean it?”

“I do.”

“Thank you thank you thank you!” she began, repeatedly kissing his cheeks before bounding across the room for her date book. Gently tucking Bip back beside Bop before flipping through the pages. “Oh.” she muttered. 

“Oh what?”

“It ah…seems that well…we can start now. But shit! We don't have time…how am I gonna find a place that will do it on this crazy short notice?” Piper continued, her words flying out so fast it sent Mary’s head spinning.

“Wait...wait…” he told her, “...what are you talking about when you say a ‘place’?”

“Well we need a clinic or something…I don’t know…somewhere for you to give me your…” Piper began, explaining while motioning down to Mary’s crotch. A big grin across her face. Mary was immediately put off, beginning to shake his head again.

“Nope, nope don't like that." he told her. Now Piper was really confused.

“What?”

“If we do this sweetness…we do it the old fashion way.” Mary clarified, “If I am gonna give you a kid, I’d at least like to get something out of it.” he winked. Suddenly Piper felt the heat rising in her chest. The flush hit her cheeks, painting them a bright red. Mary could tell, smirking as he watched the idea of it hit her. 

“You mean you want to…”

“Fuck you? Absolutely.” Mary began, bringing his mouth next to Piper’s ear. Teasing her with the low rumble of confirmation from his throat. “Best way I know how to get what you’re asking for…and Pipes…” 

“Yes?” she answered him with a gulp.

“We keep goin’ until it takes.” he growled. Piper’s breath halted in her chest as Mary came back in front of her. Ghosting her cheek with his own lips before staring her intently in the eye. 

“Ok…” was all she could get out before he brought his lips to hers. His tongue, invading her mouth like a serpent. Hungry and ready to devour its prey. Piper was in shock, initially feeling as though she needed to pull away. This was Mary Goore. Her best friend, the boy she grew up with. She didn’t, however, finding herself now giving in to him. 

“You said we can start right away.” he asked her as he pulled away. Spit stringing from their lips as Piper had slowly begun to open her eyes.

“Yes.” she told him, blushing even more as she looked deep into his eyes. 

“Good. Listen I gotta head out with Tom and Annie for some supplies but I will come back and see you before we head out for the show. Will you still be hangin’ around?”

“Yeah...I will…ah be here.” Piper laughed nervously. 

“Alright…You can uh…send me off to perform happily then.” Mary said, sending her another wink before walking off and disappearing back into his own room.  

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Piper sat in a stupor on the bed. Staring out blankly into the room as she replayed the conversation between them, over and over in her head. It surprised her, the way it made her feel as she brought her fingers to her lips, the surface of them still warm from Mary’s kiss. This is really happening , she told herself as she looked up at the clock. 

Somehow hours had passed while she sat in her daze. Piper quickly got up and rushed around to find her eyeliner and some lipstick to put on, expecting that Mary could arrive at any time now. Rummaging through her bag, she found what she was looking for along with a couple of old condoms. “Guess we won't be needing these.” she exhaled when there was a knock on the shared door. 

Piper took one last look at herself in the mirror, resigning herself to being bare faced, and completely confused at her own feelings. “Just a sec!” she yelled out as she made her way to the door. Taking in one more deep breath before opening it. As the door opened up, she was surprised to find Sid standing there behind it. 

“Piper.” he said looking forlorn and pathetic. Her face began scrunching up and her eyes squinting in frustration. 

“Sid what the hell do you want?” she asked him, turning back into the room and walking towards the couch. 

“We need to talk.” he told her as he took it upon himself to enter. Standing before her as Piper held her head in her hands on the couch. Sid was looking scruffy as ever, with his long unkempt hair and the dark stubble prominent on his face. Piper couldn’t help but wonder what she ever saw in him.

“There is literally nothing else for me to say. You said your peace, I said mine. We want different things Sid.” she explained, already exhausted for having to deal with more of Sid’s bullshit. 

“I know and I—I just think I need some time to think things over more. You know it's a lot to think about babe.” Sid explained. He was right—she wasn’t asking for him to take her on a trip or buy her some crazy expensive gift. She was asking for a baby and, though Piper hated to admit it, it was a lot to ask of anyone. Especially to ask just out of the blue. Despite that, she wouldn’t change her mind—things between her and Sid had long since been over.

“It’s not just that. We haven’t been working for a while.” Piper began, Sid immediately protesting with hemming and hawing. “Kid or no kid. We grew apart. That doesn’t mean I don't want you around. I still want you in my life…I still care about you. I–I just don't love you. Not like that.” Piper explained. Sid looked upset, the hurt well worn on his face. While Piper felt awful for saying it, it had to be said. 

“I see.” Sid replied when from behind him Mary appeared in the doorway. Mary’s mouth, pulling into a tight line as he worried about what scene he might have just walked in on. 

“Ah…am I interrupting something?” he asked as he pushed past Sid into the room. 

“No. Sid was just leaving. Weren’t you?” Piper hissed. Mary and Sid gave each other a glance. Mary shook his head and raised his brows as Sid tapped on Mary’s shoulder.

“Yeah I’m going.” Sid said as he walked out of the room. Both Mary and Piper, listening as he passed though Mary’s room. Slamming the door behind him as he went into the hallway. Mary ducked his head back into his room. Checking to be sure Sid was truly gone, going to the door and locking it. 

“Just in case.” he told Piper as he came back, locking the connecting door as well. Mary motioned to Piper’s room’s main door and looked over to her.

“No worries, that's already locked. What was he doing in your room?” she asked. Mary shrugged as he went to sit beside her on the couch. 

“Looking for you maybe?”

“Maybe.” 

“Pipes…uh we don't tell anyone about all this unless it takes ok? I don’t need to hear all the bullshit from the guys for nothing. Especially Sid…I know he’s gonna be pissed.” Mary explained.  

“Yeah you're right…does that mean you still want to?”

“I gave you my word. I meant what I said.” Mary smiled as he reached over to touch Piper’s hands. Both held nervously in her lap as she tried to shake off her nerves. Only made worse by the touch of his hands. The feel of them on her, sending her heart racing. The thumping of her heartbeat, felt in more places than one.

Mary wasted no time in slipping past her hands and over her underwear. Eliciting a sharp inhale from Piper as she stiffened up with the touch of his hand meeting with the bare skin of her leg. Mary looked into her eyes and smiled.

“You’re gonna have to let me touch you.” 

“I know…Mare…I’m just nervous.” Piper told him, sucking in her bottom lip. Mary ran the back of his hand over Piper’s cheek. Looking into her eyes in a way she had never seen before.

“I know…I'm not going to hurt you.” Mary whispered as he gently brought his lips to hers. Kissing her fully before pushing his fingers beneath the fabric of her panties. Both of them, exhaling as Mary arrived at the heated flesh of her folds.

“Oh fuck Pipes, you’re so fucking wet.” he moaned. 

“I–I…” 

“Shhh…relax. Just open your legs for me, let me feel you inside.” Mary instructed. Piper doing what she was told, closing her eyes and melting as he pushed inside her. One finger—then two. Carefully curling them up and massaging her inside before moving them in and out. 

“Mmm…” she moaned, Mary was so good with his hands. She felt herself digging her nails into her palms, still so nervous to be doing this with him. Mary’s talented touch, however, was slowly chipping away at her resolve. 

“I can tell you like it. The way it feels for me to touch you…” Mary growled into Piper’s ear. His fingers, pressing deep as they rubbed against the ribbed flesh inside her. While he didn’t know what Piper was thinking, Mary was thrilled. While he had dared not utter it to anyone before, he had imagined this scenario between them many times before. 

Though it always made him feel guilty, he couldn’t help it. Piper was his best friend and he always felt she was, all sense, “too good” for him. Mary had long ago convinced himself there would never be anything like this between them, but when Piper told him about her desires at the bar, Mary wondered if this might be the only way he’d ever get to have her. 

He was lust drunk as he took her. Feeling Piper writhe around at his touch had him mad with it. Mary, getting too cocky and smug for his own good. Practically chomping at the bit to be inside her. 

“...just wait until I fill you with my cock sweetness.” he groaned, palming the bulge beneath his jeans with his free hand. Piper’s eyes popped open, suddenly feeling the weight of reality hitting her hard and fast. She grabbed Mary’s wrist and pulled it away. Panicking as she jumped up off the couch—leaving Mary looking shocked. 

“I—I think I need more time.” 

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Under the Spell Link List!

I will occasionally post the updated chapter links list with tags so everyone can use it to navigate.

This will be -IN ADDITION- to when I post about the new chapters.

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met as children. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more—now if only she can get him to agree.

tags: Friends to lovers, Touring/Life on the road, Angst, NSFW, Romance, Blood Kink, Breeding Kink, Pregnancy, etc.

Chapter 1: Fishnets and Regrets

Chapter 2: COMING SOON!

I will try to update as I go! Enjoy ghesties 🖤

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Back with something for the Goore Whores!!!!!

Here is the next chapter of Under the Spell with Mary Goore and OC Piper!

Thank you to everyone sticking it out with me and letting me get content out as I can. I really appreciate all the love, support, and the patience from you all!

Also once again, please be nice I am SO not used to writing for Mary, so I hope its ok!

Also thank you to the lovely @gothdaddyissues for the awesome dividers.

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met as children. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more—now if only she can get him to agree.

Chapter 4: This Party's a Drag

Also available HERE on AO3! Haven’t started yet? Start from the beginning HERE!

Definitely NSFW below the cut

The stale smell of cigarettes, and low fluorescent lighting, made Piper's head ache. Rubbing at her temples as she tried to make herself comfortable on the sofa, in the middle of an unfamiliar apartment. The old thing had been stained with countless spills—beer and other unknown splotches. All of which Piper couldn’t help but stare at as she sat in the middle of the party. 

It was thrown by some of Tom’s old buddies, ones they’d had happened to run into at the gig the night before. One thing had led to another, and the old friends ended up inviting the band and the girls over to their small, gather grungy flat to come hang out. Hoping to have a good time throwin ‘em back while blasting out the locals with the old stereo system. Filling the night with the likes of Metallica and Ministry, couples with an array of underground rock that had been making its way around the area. 

Piper was doing anything but enjoying herself. She couldn't shake the feeling of being on edge ever since waking up without Mary. Secretly she hoped that the cops would come break the party up. Citing a disregard for the city's noise ordinance and telling them they were disturbing the peace. Unfortunately for her it was a situation that would never come. 

Instead, she was left to sit, staring neurotically at stains and thinking about things between her and Mary. It had been a little over two weeks since the two of them had consummated their deal, and yet neither one of them had said much to each other since. She could see him mingling across the room. Mary as usual was pulling out the charm. It was no surprise that all the women at the party had been intrigued by him. He was mysterious and a little dangerous truth be told.  

It was, however, a surprise to Piper how much it bothered her. In all this time she had been privy to Mary’s sex life—though only now directly, she never gave it a second thought. Hearing the sounds coming from paper thin walls in cheap motels and the giggles, heard just outside of bathroom stalls. Sounds that would normally have her rolling her eyes, now had even the thought of them sending her head pounding harder. The suggestion of tears lingering behind her squinting eyes as she tried her best to ignore everything until they could leave. 

“Hey doll, you doin’ alright?” Annie said, plopping down beside her. Exhausted from her having no doubt having talked everyone’s ear off. She too was always so lively at parties. Piper was a bit surprised she had noticed that she wasn’t knee deep in conversation about one thing or another with a group of would-be lovers or a bunch of envious chicks. Piper was impressed that she seemed to have grown up a lot since getting with Tom.

“I’m fine Annie, just a little tired.” Piper told her, “...maybe a little headache if I am being honest.” 

“Oh no Piper…why don't you have a beer or something. Might help you relax a bit.” she suggested, trying to hand over the caramel-colored bottle nested in her left hand. The label had long dissolved from the condensation, and it was more than half gone, but still a nice gesture to make. 

“I don't think so. I’m not really in the mood.” Piper declined, shaking her head as she politely rejected Annie’s offering. The two of them, sitting quietly beside one another as Piper continued counting down every second until they could finally leave.

Mary was thrilled to be out of hotel rooms for the night. Excited to be at a legit party, someplace where he didn't have to work or perform for the accommodations. He immediately found a good spot once they arrived. Perching himself on the ledge from the cutout in the wall separating the kitchen from the living room. Tom, Sid, and Carlos were all chatting it up and getting piss drunk. Not an uncommon occurrence for sure but it was nice to get to spend some down time hanging out with Tom’s old friends.  

For Mary, the night was going well, at least in the beginning. He had spent the evening flirting with a couple of random women, only to dismiss them before anything could come of it. His usual appetite for a bit of debauchery with a side on lust not calling to him like it normally had. Finding that his mind was never far from Piper. Sneaking peeks over to her as she sat quietly on the sofa. The adorable, and adeptly nicknamed, “annoyed Piper face” on full display.

He smiled to himself to see her there. Realizing as the clock ticked on that she was more than likely reaching her max. Mary had himself been only moments away from suggesting they all head back to the hotel. He finished off his beer, tossing the bottle into the black trash bin and jumped down off the ledge just as he saw Annie take a seat next to Piper.

He couldn’t make out what they had been saying. The sound, blasting from the speakers was almost as loud as it was in the venues during their shows. What he could tell, however, sent his mind spinning. Annie offered Piper a drink, and she without hesitation turned it down.  

He knew things had changed between them. Ever since that night, Piper had been quieter than normal. Mary, chalking it up to her being cautious, trying to hide what they were up to from the rest of the gang. He decided not to pry, knowing when she was ready again she would find him. Or maybe it was more that he was scared to be alone with her again. 

That night had forever changed things between them and although he had been refusing to fully admit it—Mary was in love. Seeing her now, passing up a chance to drink, in a situation he could tell she was uncomfortable, made him wonder. Had it been long enough? Did Piper already know if she was knocked up?

He became filled with that same emotion he seldom, if ever, had felt. Instantly possessive and protective, he wanted to rush over to her and take her home. Shelter her from the rowdy crowd and all the potential asshole guys who might come her way. Pressing his lips to hers before she’d finally confess to him that she was having his baby. 

The mere thought of it sent a thrill throughout his body. A tingling, excitement that made all the little hairs on his arms and the back of his neck stand up. The same feeling he got when he found the perfect chord or just the right riff to play off of. It amazed him that in all this time when Piper had been just beside him, he had never realized how much she truly meant to him. 

All he could think of now was running to her. Scooping her up in his arms and celebrating their victory with a round of fucking up against a wall. His mouth, watering at the thought of it. His eyes fixed on Piper for a moment before she finally locked sights back on him. Both of them quickly looked away, hoping the other hadn’t actually noticed.  

“Hey uh…Tom man, you think you’re about ready to head out? Looks like it might be gettin' to that time.” Mary said, looking back over to Piper who was being oh so careful not to look back at him.

“Uh yeah man, give me about 10 and I’m gonna let Tobe know.” Tom replied, Mary nodding his head a bit to let him know he heard him.

“Piper what's wrong, you don’t look so good.” Annie told her, worried about her friend. Piper took in a deep breath. Puffing out her cheeks as she exhaled. Thinking maybe it would help if she didn’t have to think about things alone. 

“Annie…Mary and I…” she began, struggling with herself on whether or not to continue. 

“What?” Annie said, eyes growing wide as her mind filled with all the obvious possibilities. “No way you slut.” she continued playfully. 

“Shhh… keep your voice down…and it's not like that.” Piper assured her, knowing the real situation was far more interesting than what Annie had conjured. 

“Then what is it like?” she asked, wiggling her brows. Mindful to keep her voice down. 

“I asked him to help me with something. Something I have been thinking about for a while and he agreed…but.”

“But what? Piper, you aren’t making any sense.” 

“I asked him to help me have a baby.” Piper blurted out, watching for any sign of reaction in Piper’s eyes. Her friend, growing uncomfortably silent as she looked away, staring down at the place between her heels on the floor.

“A baby? Like a baby, baby?” 

“Yes Annie, what the Hell else do you think I mean? I asked him to help me cause I wanted want with someone I knew, and I don't wanna keep going out with losers or fucking narcs like Sid just to never have one.”

“So, you convinced Mary of all people to have one?” Annie asked, more in shock about that fact than anything else. Annie sneaking a glance over to Mary and wondering to herself how she hadn’t noticed anything before now. 

“It wasn’t supposed to mean anything…but.” Piper started, realizing what she was about to say. But it was already too late Annie knew what had happened.

“Oh, shit Piper, you fell for him didn’t you?” Annie asked when suddenly Piper began to feel sick to her stomach. Immediately wondering if the churning in her gut was more about nerves than any realistic evidence that she’d conceived the spawn of Mary. 

“I gotta go, I think I'm gonna be sick.” Piper told her, excusing herself. Heading to find the bathroom before she would insist on them leaving. Before she could be alone to explain things to Annie in private. As the wave of nausea subsided, she began to panic a bit as she realized what was actually about to happen.

When she finally found the bathroom, the familiar feeling had already begun to hit her. Rushing over to the porcelain god and tearing off her stockings as fast as she could manage. Letting out a heavy sigh when her suspicions were confirmed. Blood, fresh and bright red staining her otherwise purple panties. 

“Fuck.” she uttered, her head pounding even harder as the pang of pain lingered in the hollow of her belly and the small of her back. 

Mary had convinced himself Piper was pregnant. Deciding that he didn’t care if Tom was ready to leave or not. He was outta there—and taking Piper with him. When he left the kitchen he rushed over to Annie, now sitting alone on the couch. The empty spot beside her, still warm from Piper when he spoke. 

“Annie, where is Pipes?” he asked, clearly distressed at not finding her there. Annie smiled up at him. A glint of mischievousness in her eye. It was clear to Mary she knew more than he realized.

“She went to find the bathroom.” Annie explained. Mary taking off immediately to find her, “oh and Mary.” she continued, watching as Mary turned back to face her. 

“If you want my opinion…I think it’s great and I’m happy for yah.” Annie smiled. Mary nodding as he continued on.

The night couldn’t get any worse, she thought as Piper sat on the porcelain bowl. Head buried in her hands, unsure if she was crying from the anger at Mary or at the fact that it had all been for nothing. Her period had come and she was back to the same emptiness she felt before only this time things had changed between her and Mary forever. Piper, cursing herself for ever having come up with the idea. Wishing she could turn back time and never ask—all the while still wishing that it had been different. 

“I should have fucking known better.” Piper hissed into the room. Tossing her bag onto the sink. Angry that she hadn’t even bothered to bring a tampon. Wondering to herself had she really been stupid enough to believe it would work the first time, when the door cracked open.

“Know better about what?” Mary asked her. Appearing like an apparition in the doorway. Sneaking up on her long enough to have seen her deep in tears.

“It's nothing.” she insisted, wrapping up a wad of toilet paper in her hand. Throwing a hint at him to leave, but he didn’t. Piper looked up from her lap, seeing Mary looking more concerned than she could remember ever seeing him. Even after her parents passed and he consoled her, he didn’t have such a look of compassion.

“Nothing? Are you sure?” He asked her, clearly not at all convinced.  

“Yeah…I’m sure.” she replied when Mary caught sight of the bloodied underwear that hung between her legs. 

“Oh, shit Pipes, you're bleeding! Is the baby ok?” Mary shrieked, dropping to his knees before her on the cold tile floor. 

“Mary, it’s ok…I'm not pregnant.” 

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Announcing a couple of things in the works!!!

These are planned to be like 5 chapters or so, smaller fics...we shall see if I can handle myself.

Something Special Special Ghoul Phil x OC Adrienne 

After Special does an interview with a young child for Meliora, he realizes something is missing from his life. When finally returning home, he decides to find out if his happiness is worth putting his wife Adrienne at risk.

Under the Spell Mary Goore x OC Piper

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met at the Ministry orphanage. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more---now if only she can get him to agree.