Grim Celebrates ThanksgivingbyAccentsNTattos©
"Oh fuck! Right there baby. Please play with my clit!" Whitney screamed as she fought to remain still.
Grim used his free hand to squeeze her clit. He tickled it while he dug his face into her pussy and slurped at her juices as they ran down his face. Whitney cried out her orgasm as she arched her back. Grim released her clit and placed his palm on her stomach to hold her down.
When she calmed down and her breathing returned to normal, Grim released her stomach and pulled his face back from her slightly spasming pussy. He wiped at his chin with the sleeve of his shirt and marveled at the beautiful sight of Whitney splayed before him, naked as the day she was born.
"That was so good baby." Whitney breathed out.
She scooted up her bed and wiggled her finger at him for company.
Grim stood and removed his shirt. He then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants which he pushed down his legs. He got into bed with Whitney as she pulled the covers over their bodies.
Grim pulled Whitney's body up against his and threw his arm around her. He placed kisses along the side of her face, her neck and her shoulder. He heard her snoring and he then placed his lips at her ear.
"I love you." he whispered.
He knew he shouldn't have said it but damn him and his new human emotions. He laid his head down and let sleep overtake him.
Whitney yawned as she sat up and stretched. She looked at her clock and saw it was half past noon. She looked over at Grim and shook him awake. He groaned and turned over on his side.
"Babe, come on get up. Let's get cleaned up and go out for lunch."
Grim stretched and opened his eyes. He turned his head slightly and smiled at Whitney. "All right. Why don't you go start us a shower and I'll be right there."
Whitney nodded and got of bed. She left the bedroom and entered the bathroom and started the water for a shower.
Grim sighed with relief that Whitney didn't notice Paul in the room with them. He cut his eyes at Paul who let his eyes follow Whitney out of the room.
"Hey, keep staring and you'll be the first blind Reaper." Grim hissed.
Paul chuckled and made his way to the bed. He sat down and folded his arms across his chest.
"What do you want now? You don't have anything better to do?" Grim huffed as he threw the sheets off his body and placed his legs over the edge of the bed.
"You're a gluten for punishment aren't you? I tell you that you'll never see Whitney again so you decide to tell her that you're in love with her?"
Grim ran his hands over his face and through his hair. "She didn't hear me so what difference does it make. She's amazing and I enjoy spending time with her okay. Can I help it if I've fallen for her?"
Paul shook his head while clicking his tongue against his teeth. "You are really sad but we'll see how these next few days play out. See you on the 23rd."
Paul disappeared just as Whitney appeared at the door.
"Are you coming? The water's getting cold." she said and shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
Grim stood from the bed and walked to Whitney. He stopped before her and placed a kiss on her lips. He grabbed her arm and gently pulled her into the bathroom. Once inside he removed his boxer briefs and got into the tub after Whitney.
They spent half an hour cleaning their bodies. Grim had to restrain himself in order to not to kiss or touch her or else they would've been on the tub all day. Once Whitney turned off the water, they got out and dried their wet bodies.
Grim followed her back into her bedroom and they dressed quickly. They left her apartment and headed to a nearby diner where they ate a hearty meal. They separated after they finished their meal and Grim walked to the apartment Paul had set up for him for the thirty days he was to be human.
He used his key to unlock the door and entered the small one bedroom apartment. He grabbed some clothes and threw them into a black luggage bag. He called Whitney when he was done and she told him she had to run to work for about two hours and for him to meet her at the airport.
Grim huffed as he didn't know what the hell to do to kill two hours. He paced the living room and finally headed into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of orange juice, a sack of apples, yogurt and a box of leftover Chinese food.
He placed the shrimp fried rice in the microwave and bit into it as he stared the timer. He scarfed down the yogurt and drank half the orange juice by the time the Chinese food was ready.
He pulled the box from the microwave and pulled a fork from the drawer. He ate the food quickly and tossed the empty box in the trash. He finished off the apples and orange juice and let out a loud and satisfying burp.
He still felt hungry as he wiped his mouth. He took the trash outside and after dumping it in the larger trash bin he headed to nearby McDonald's. He ordered four of their meals and the cashier wondered if he was feeding a small family.
Grim took his food to an empty table and ate everything in sight. When he slurped down his fourth soda he let out another burp and ignored the disgusting looks most of the other paying diners through him.
Hell, once he returned to his duties as the Reaper in ten days, who knew when he would eat this good. He rubbed his stomach as he looked at his watch. Shit, he had forty-five minutes to get to the airport to meet Whitney.
He rushed back to his apartment to grab his luggage. He called for a taxi which arrived fifteen minutes later.
"Where you headed?" the cab driver asked him as he got into the backseat.
"Airport and I'll pay you double if you can get me there in twenty minutes." Grim stated.
The driver nodded and sped away from the parking lot.
The drive to the airport took twenty one minutes but Grim still paid the driver double the eighteen dollar fare. The driver thanked him profusely as he exited the cab.
Grim rushed inside the airport and found Whitney at the customer service desk as she was getting their tickets. He appeared behind her and placed a kiss on her cheek. She was startled as she turned to face him.
"I almost thought you wouldn't make it and why do you smell like a Big Mac?" Whitney smiled.
Grim smiled back. "I was hungry."
Whitney grinned and turned back to the representative. "Sorry about that. Here is my credit card."
Whitney handed the card to the pretty blonde woman. The woman typed on her keyboard and then printed out some documents. She handed Whitney back her card and the papers.
"Here are your tickets. Enjoy your flight." the woman smiled.
Whitney took the items and pulled Grim to the conveyor belt where passengers were placing their luggage. After it was checked and tagged they placed their bags on the belt.
Whitney then pulled Paul to the waiting area where they found two empty seats in the crowded area.
"Everyone's seems to be leaving town for Thanksgiving." Grim pointed out.
"Well, lots of people have family out of state so it's not out of the norm for the airport to be crowded this time of year." Whitney stated as she sat down and placed her purse in her lap.
Grim sat next to her and began to think about the next few days ahead of him. He knew it would be a trying time for Whitney; he had dealt with death for hundreds of years but he didn't know the first thing about coping with it. He turned to Whitney as he felt her hand on his leg.
"You were shaking your leg. Are you nervous about the flight?" she asked with concern.
Grim shook his head. "Oh no, I just had other stuff on my mind."
"Are you nervous about meeting my parents? Don't be, they'll be totally cool with the whole race thing. One of my father's uncles is white." Whitney informed him while rubbing his leg in a soothing manner.
Grim smiled and placed his hand over hers. She pushed her head forward and placed a quick kiss on his lips.
Their flight was called to be boarded an hour and a half later. Grim and Whitney headed to the gate and handed their tickets to the flight attendant. She scanned the tickets, handed them back and ushered them through the gate.
"How long is this flight?" Grim asked as he followed Whitney down the corridor to get onto the plane.
"Umm, almost two hours, why?"
They handed their tickets to a second attendant who pointed in the direction of their seats. They found the seats and settled into them.
Grim immediately put on his seat belt and took a deep breath. He saw Whitney smiling at him out the corner of his eye.
"Are you sure you're not nervous about the flight?" she whispered.
"What? No, I mean you hear stories about planes but I'm fine. I am fine."
Whitney giggled as Grim took a few more deep breaths. She placed on her seat belt and leaned back in her seat while they waited for the plane to take off.
As the plane filled flight attendants moved up and down the aisle checking on passengers. At ten minutes to five the attendants went over the safety protocols and then the plane began its take off into the sky.
Alice stood outside of the airport and hugged herself against the cook night air. She was so excited to see her daughter and she knew her husband would be too. She searched every face as people emerged from the airport after a few flights had recently landed.
She spotted Whitney's face and she yelled out her name. She rushed over to her and hugged her daughter. She kissed her face and only stopped when Whitney begged her to.
"Mommy, you're embarrassing me." Whitney groaned as she heard a few people chuckle at the sight.
Alice pulled back and noticed a white guy behind her daughter with a large smile on his face. "Who is this?"
Whitney pulled back from her and grabbed Paul's arm. "Mommy, this is Paul. We've been dating for a few weeks and he wanted to tag along for the holiday."
Alice gave a semi sour face to her daughter. "A few weeks? And you think you two know enough about each other for him to meet me and your dad?"
Whitney huffed and noticed an uncomfortable look on Grim's face. "Mommy please; you married daddy after only three months together."
Alice fixed her face and laughed. "Did I scare you Paul?" she teased and lightly punched his shoulder.
Grim laughed as well and wiped his brow. "Whew!"
Whitney and Alice joined him in laughter. Alice motioned for them to follow her and led them to her car. Grim placed their luggage in the trunk and got into the backseat as Whitney got into the front seat. Alice got behind the wheel and started the engine.
She waited a few minutes as the heat blew through the vents and warmed the three of them. She checked her mirrors as she backed out of the parking space and headed home.
"So, you know you two will be sleeping in separate rooms during your stay, correct?" Alice stated as she maneuvered through traffic.
"I already told Paul that." Whitney stated.
"Good because your dad would have a heart attack if he thought his baby girl was being corrupted." Alice smiled.
"Then he should have had several heart attacks by now." Whitney smiled.
Alice tapped Whitney's hand as she gasped in shock. "Your mother does not want to hear that young lady!"
Whitney rubbed her hand and smirked. "Sorry mommy but I'm twenty seven not seventeen."
Alice pulled her car into the driveway of her two story home and pressed a button to open the garage. She pulled inside and shut off the engine. She unlocked the doors.
"Well, come on inside and make yourselves at home. You can bring your luggage in later tonight." Alice stated and exited the car.
Whitney and Grim followed her into the home. Once he stepped inside Grim marveled at how homey the place felt. The living room was decorated beautifully in brown, gold and black.
"Sweetheart, is that you?!"
They all heard a rather weak voice yell from upstairs. Alice pulled Whitney aside.
"Show Paul around while I go check on your father."
Whitney nodded and watched her mother head for the stairs. She then pulled Grim through the house showing him the kitchen, dining area, her father's entertainment room and ended the tour in the backyard where her mother had a garden of flowers growing.
"Did you grow up in this house?" Grim asked as Whitney bent down to smell a blooming dandelion.
She looked up at him and pushed her hair behind her ears. "Oh, no. My parents bought this house after I left for college."
She stood, placed her hand in his and led him back inside. They heard the doorbell and Alice yelled for Whitney to answer the door. She headed for the door and opened it. She was shocked to see who was standing on the doorstep holding some flowers attached to a 'Get Well Soon' balloon along with a card.
"Curtis?!" Whitney exclaimed as she looked into the face of her high school sweetheart.
Curtis was just as shocked to see her as she was to see him. His mouth dropped at the sight of her and he ran his hand over his dark brown face.
"What are you doing here Whit?" he asked as he composed himself.
"I should be asking you that." she smiled.
He let out a small laugh and rushed toward her. Whitney released Grim's hand as Curtis enveloped her in his arms. Their hug lasted for a few minutes and Grim cleared his throat. Whitney pulled away from Curtis and introduced the two men.
"Boyfriend huh? Well, you are one lucky man." Curtis plastered on a smile and extended his hand out.
Grim shook his hand but wondered what Whitney's ex was doing at her parents' house. Whitney moved aside to allow Curtis to enter the home and asked him what he was doing there.
"Your mother told me about your father's illness so I dropped by to give him some decoration for his room and motivation to get better." Curtis told her and nodded his head to the gifts he bore.
"When did you get back in town?" she asked.
"A few years ago actually. I missed the city and I was over my aunt's passing even though it took me five years. Your parents were the first people I reached out to. I was hoping you had come back into town as well."
Grim didn't like the sound of that. It seemed Curtis was still harboring feelings for Whitney. Could he blame him though?
"I have a great job so I'm happy where I'm at." Whitney told him.
"So, why are you here?" he asked.
"Well, it's Thanksgiving and I wanted to see my parents..."
"Why now? I mean is it because your father's sick? You didn't show up the year before, or the year before that, or the year before that."
His words made her feel guilty. "Let me guess, you've been having Thanksgiving dinner here for the last few years."
Curtis nodded. "Your parents were always like my parents when we were growing up."
Whitney heard her mother coming down the stairs. She was thankful for the interruption.
"Who was at the door honey?" Alice asked as she descended the stairs.
She saw Curtis and hurried to him. She hugged him tightly and accepted the gifts he extended to her.
"Theo will be so glad to see you but first, Whitney why don't you go on upstairs and sit with your father for a few minutes. Take these with you."
Alice handed the flowers, balloon and card to her daughter and ushered her to the stairs.
"Would you two like some tea?" she asked Curtis and Grim.
Whitney heard them accept the offer as she made her way upstairs. She heard her father coughing as she approached his bedroom. She knocked softly before entering.
"Hi daddy." she said softly and placed his gifts on the nightstand next to him.
Theodore looked up and smiled at Whitney. "Baby girl! I would hug you but I don't know if what I got is contagious."
Whitney chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?"
Theodore waved at the air. "I've been better. Been worse too. The doctor thinks I got one of those chest colds that take a week to clear through the system. Four more days and I'll be back on my feet."
Whitney placed her hand on top of his. "Daddy, I'm sorry it took you to get sick for me to pay you and mom a visit."
Theodore waved the air once more. "Baby, I saw you every day for eighteen years. I'm happy you living your life but I'm glad you here now. You gone help your momma cook all my favorites this year, right?"
Whitney smiled. "Of course I will."
Theodore rubbed her hand. "Baby, did your mother tell you Curtis comes by here all the time? He asks about you every time I see him!"
"No, but he has dropped by. He brought you the gifts." Whitney told him.
Theodore raised his head a bit to look at the flowers and coughed loudly. Whitney placed her hand on his shoulders and gently pressed him back down on the bed.
"Don't strain yourself."
"I'll be fine. Now, I want to meet this boyfriend your momma tells me you brought with you. Send him on up."
Whitney nodded, got up from the bed and left the room. She walked back downstairs and found Grim with her mother and Curtis in the kitchen. She saw her mother pouring tea into their cups and offering them a cookie.
She watched Grim accept the cookie and two more while Curtis declined the treat. She cleared her throat and everyone looked at her.
"Paul, my dad wants to meet you."
Grim nodded and stuffed the cookies in his mouth. He sat his tea cup down and walked toward Whitney. She grabbed his arm before he could pass her.
"He doesn't bite so don't be nervous and he thinks what he has is contagious so keep your distance."
Grim nodded and pecked her on her cheek. He left the kitchen and headed upstairs. He entered the bedroom and the sickly man in the bed. He looked so pale and weak.
"How are you doing son?" Theodore acknowledged his presence.
"I'm very well sir. I'm sorry to hear about your illness."
"What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger." he laughed and then coughed.
Oh the irony of his words, Grim thought.
"So, how long have you been seeing my daughter?"
"Not very long but I have strong feelings for her and I enjoy spending time with her." Grim confessed.
Theodore smiled. "I said the exact same thing to Alice's father."
Grim looked at his face and could tell he was reminiscing. He then told Whitney's father that he had to bring in their luggage and he would speak with him again before their trip ended. He left the room and walked downstairs.
He stopped at the entrance to the kitchen and saw Whitney laughing heartily as she talked with Curtis; it seemed like they too were taking a walk down memory lane. He then watched as Curtis placed his hand on Whitney's thigh and his hand lingered there as he spoke to her. He felt his blood boil but then he relaxed as Whitney casually moved his hand away.
He went into the garage and gathered their luggage from the truck of Alice's car and brought it inside. Alice stopped him as he made his way toward the stairs.
"Place Whitney's bags in the room at the end of the hall and you can take the room to the left of the bathroom."
Grim nodded and walked upstairs. He placed his bag in his room first and then placed Whitney's bags in the last room. When he turned around Whitney was before him. He jumped a bit as he had not heard her footsteps.
Whitney threw up her hands in peace. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
He frowned. "You didn't scare me. I was just surprised."
Whitney giggled. "Okay, whatever you say."
She pulled him to her and kissed his lips. "What did you and my dad talk about?"
"Not much. He seems like a great guy."
"Yeah, he is. I'm sure you two will get along lovely in the future." she smiled and pulled him to the full sized bed that sat in the middle of the room.
She sat down and patted the space next to her. Grim sat down and Whitney threw her legs over his.
"Take my boots off please. I could use a foot massage."
Grim pulled down the zipper on the right black leather boot that reached the middle of her calf. He slid it off and did the same for the left boot. Whitney wiggled her feet once they were free.