Are Monsters Real?
By magikhands
Rating: NC-17 Fem Slash Ma/Is
Disclaimer: I own nothing of
Summary: Maria’s real dream in the episode of “Monsters”. Some lines may be used in this fic that was used in the episode.
Maria walked out into the café, tray in hand, to find it empty, void of people. She looked around confused, brows scrunched together. ‘How odd.’ She thought, knowing that just moments before the place was full of people. Maria set the tray down on the counter then slowly walked around the dinning area. All the tables were clean of dishes and silence permeated the air.
Maria turned one final time and gasped as she suddenly found Isabel standing before her. Isabel looked flawless as usual, even in her red silk pajamas. Maria backed up a couple of steps until her ass was against a table.
“What are you doing here?” Maria asked, fear evident in her voice. She closed her eyes tight and mumbled to herself then slowly opened her eyes again, only to have her breath catch again when Isabel was still present.
“I just thought we should talk, and since we can’t seem to do it when we’re awake, I thought I’d visit you in your dreams.” Isabel’s voice was smooth and filled with confidence as she took two steps to Maria.
“What do you mean visit me?” Her eyes darted around the room wishing that someone would walk in to interrupt them.
“This is your dream and I can visit people’s dreams. I just wanted to know what you were thinking.” Isabel stepped closer until she was right in front of Maria.
“Y…You scare me.”
“Why?” Isabel asked.
“You’re aliens. Horrible, disgusting creatures bent on taking over the world.” Maria tried to back away but the table blocked her way.
Isabel laughed. “Can you truly look at me and tell me that I’m a disgusting creature? Do I really repulse you?”
Maria looked at Isabel, her eyes gazing up and down her body. Slowly she shook her head.
“What about Michael? Does he look like a monster?” Isabel turned her head to look at the next table. Maria followed her gaze and found Michael sitting at the table. He was dressed in a tux, spiky hair slicked back and cleaned up. His face did not hold the usual scowl. “Hmmm. Interesting.” Isabel said softly. “And Max?”
Maria turned in the other direction and saw Max sitting on the table smiling at her. Liz came out of nowhere and wrapped her arms around him from behind. Maria watched as Liz began kissing Max’s neck and nibbling on his ear. Max closed his eyes and leaned back into Liz’s body. Both began moaning.
Isabel cleared her throat gaining Maria’s attention again. Max and Liz disappeared. “Enough of the voyeurism.” Isabel said dryly not wanting to watch Maria’s dream image of Max make out with Liz Parker. “So, are we really those revolting creatures you say we are?”
Maria was speechless from her shock. She couldn’t believe that Isabel was in her dream, invading the one place she thought she was safe from everything. She shook her head, her eyes meeting Isabel’s. Dare she disagree?
“Good. I’m glad that we got that all cleared up.” Isabel smiled before her eyes wandered down at Maria’s CrashDown uniform. She lifted a hand and trailed it along the buttons, each one popping open when her fingers passed over them until the apron fell away and her entire dress gaped open.
“What are you doing?” There was a tremble in her voice. She was not sure if it was fear or excitement. She didn’t know that if she called out, would someone hear her? Could she wake from this dream? Did she really want to?
Isabel didn’t answer her but let her hand travel back down the front of her body again, her fingers this time touching her soft flesh. This gave Maria goose bumps and she shivered. Excitement ran on every nerve. Her blood seemed to heat in her body. Isabel’s hands slid back up her body and pushed the uniform off her shoulders leaving her in just a black lacy bra and matching g-string.
“Beautiful.” Isabel whispered, wonder filled her voice.
Maria gasped as Isabel’s hands again roamed Maria’s body bringing out a moan. Maria laid her head back and closed her eyes, letting the feel of Isabel’s hands send pleasurable sensations through her body. She felt her hands unclasp the black bra and felt it fall from her breasts. Isabel’s warm hands covered them and gently squeezed. Again Maria moaned.
“Maria. Look at me.” Isabel whispered.
Slowly Maria opened her eyes. She sighed and looked into Isabel’s dark eyes, fascinated by the sudden glow of her eyes. She was mesmerized and felt as if she was in a trance. One that she didn’t want to break.
Isabel bent her head and took a stiff nipple into her mouth.
“Isa…Isabel.” Maria sighed.
Isabel raised her head and claimed Maria’s lips. Maria opened wide, letting Isabel free-reign to her mouth. Isabel sucked on Maria’s bottom lip. Teasing Maria endlessly until she was begged for more. Isabel let her hands roam down her body until they cupped Mara’s wetness. The panties were sopping with moisture and Isabel moaned. Her fingers hooked the sides and suddenly they fell off Maria. Isabel then pushed Maria to lie on her back on the table.
Isabel leaned over and claimed Maria’s mouth before moving down until her lips were within an inch of Maria’s pulsing core. Isabel’s tongue flicked out and dipped it into her wetness. Her taste invaded Isabel’s body and her breathing became strangled. She allowed her tongue to dart in and out of her slit, teasing and caressing with passion. Maria whimpered in frustration and begged Isabel.
“Please, Isabel.” She arched her back. Suddenly Michael appeared next to her but her eyes stayed on Isabel’s.
Isabel backed off from Maria and looked down at her. “What do you want Maria? Do you want this monster to make you cum?”
Maria’s strangled cry came out. “Isabel. You’re beautiful. I need you. Only you.” Michael suddenly disappeared, leaving only Maria and Isabel. “Please.”
Isabel smiled and resumed her previous position. Within moments, Maria was crying out Isabel’s name over and over, clutching the sides of the table.
Maria cried out and fell out of her bed as she woke from her dream. Her sheets were twisted around her waist. She untangled the sheets and stood on shaky legs. Her body was drenched with sweat and her breathing was labored. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She stripped out of her pajamas and looked at her body. That dream had felt so real, so good. She hadn’t wanted to wake. She looked in the full-length mirror on the back of the door and gasped. On the side of her right breast was a hickey, but that was not the only strange thing. It was glowing.
“WTF?” She said touching the glowing mark. As soon as her fingers touched it, the memory of the dream came flooding back to her. Suddenly she felt her pussy walls shiver and had an orgasm right there in the bathroom.
There was a knock on the door. “Maria? Are you alright?” Her mother asked.
Maria stared wide-eyed at herself in the mirror then a smile slowly crept onto her lips. She fingered the outline of the hickey and sighed.
“Yes Mom. Everything is fine. I just stubbed my toe. I’m about to take a shower.”
“Alright Honey. Breakfast will be ready when you come down.”
Maria didn’t answer her but kept looking at the glowing spot. “She’s not a monster. She’s an animal.” She said smiling and wondering if she would get another visit when she laid her head on the pillow that night.
THE END