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Elaine Emeritus woke warm and snug in the semi darkness. The full moon was casting an ethereal glow through the floor to ceiling gauze draped windows.
The silence of the unfamiliar suite was broken by the occasional crackle of the fire in the adjacent room.
She rolled over sleepily throwing her arm over the left side of the bed frowning as she found it empty and growing colder by the minute.
“Where is he?” she whispered.
Rolling back over she swung her legs over the side of the bed, fumbling for her black silk robe which lay discarded on the floor at her feet; throwing it on as she rose. She glanced at rich neon blue display on the alarm on the bedside table; 3.00am.
She pads bare foot across the plush carpet to the window, and looks out at the myriad of lights that make up the sleeping city of Hamburg. Just one more night she thinks to herself then he’s home.
She continues to pad back across the room to the living area in the adjoining room tying her robe as she walks.
She finds Papa, her Copia in the darkened room, sitting back in a red wingback chair, wearing nothing but black silk pyjama bottoms and a worried frown, nursing a tumbler of whisky in front of the roaring open fireplace, which dominates the room. Lainey watches the shadows of the dancing flames play across his handsome features. The firelight ignites the colours of his tumbler as he swirls the amber liquid, whilst he stares into the flames, deep in thought.
She approaches him quietly snaking her arms around his neck from behind and plants gentle kiss to the crown of his head.
He stares up at her; eyes wide with concern “I’m sorry amore did I wake you?
“No my love” she answers as she kisses his temple “I woke to find you gone, I was worried”
He looks adoringly at her and then pulls her gently on to his lap; wrapping his arms tightly around her, gently kissing her neck as if fearing she would disappear.
Lainey strokes his worried face “My love, what’s wrong?” he turns into her tender touch and kisses her palm.
“I cannot sleep mia amore, it alludes me. The tour has been a great success and tonight is the final show” he begins
She continues to stroke his face, “So, that’s at a good thing isn’t it?” she says tipping his chin up, forcing him to meet her gaze, “it means you will be returning home with me where you’ll do nothing all day except write new material for the Ghost project and cook your world famous baked rigatoni and then by night make mad, passionate love to me in the name of Satan?”
“Hmm, si” he smiles sadly, as he hugs her closer “that definitely sounds like a delicious reward for all my artistic efforts, but I keep thinking of what happened to your father and the other papas”.
His eyes search her face. Seeing a brief sting of pain etched on her lovely features.
“Something is coming amore I can feel it. Sister Imperator has been keeping a low profile and it troubles me.”
Lainey turns in his lap and takes his face in her hands looking deep in his eyes “My love, nothing is going to happen other than a triumphant final show of the tour; I won’t allow it. I will be with you tonight at the side of the stage.
If Seestor tries anything I will scratch her fucking eyes out for starters, Si?!”
He laughs deep in his chest and kisses her on the forehead, “Si, la mia leonessa, She should be wary of your claws”
He strokes a stray hair back behind her ear and leans in to place a kiss her on the lips, his hand slipping under the hem of her robe, as he deepens the kiss, licking along her bottom lip, requesting entrance to her hungry mouth, which she gladly permits.
She moans softly into his mouth has his questing fingers find one of her pert nipples, pinching it gently making her arch her back, pushing her hips forward. She can feel his cock hardening against her thigh, breathlessly she breaks the kiss.
“Come back to bed Papa, Don’t lose sleep over that scheming venomous old bitch!?” she begs as she grinds her core against his lap.
He smiles and his eyes darken with lust, “hmm, maybe you could persuade me cara?
Her hand inches lower and dips below the waistband of this bottoms, skimming over his curls to lightly stroke his now painfully hard cock. “Cazzo!” He lets out a sharp hiss as her fingers wrap around him and begin to rub up and down his length.
She lean in and whispers in his ear, “Take me to bed and fuck me senseless Papa” nibbling and kissing his earlobe to make sure to get her point across.
With a low growl he stands, sweeping her up in his arms “Your wish is my command mia dea” and carries her giggling and squirming back to bed.
Lainey woke feeling the solid warmth of him against her naked back, hugging her into his chest, as he tries to cling on the last remnants of warm blissful sleep.
She snuggles back against him and wiggle her ass against his hardening cock just for good measure.
He smiles against her neck. “Buongiorno amore mia” kissing the spot below her ear that makes her melt.
She smiles in return “Good morning to you too my love. How are you feeling?” she asks tentatively. Willing him to have found some calm during the remainder of the night.
“Much better after your distractions last night teroso, grazie; Although, I think I might need a little more distracting this morning Si?” he wiggles is eyebrows suggestively at her as he flips her over onto her back, wasting no time in throwing his leg over her and laying on top of her effectively, pinning her to the mattress beneath him.
He plants butterfly kisses down the length of her jaw and down her neck making her moan wantonly. His kisses travel lower to rest his head on her ample breasts. “ah, my favourite place”, he sighs closing his eyes in contentment, as she gently runs fingers through his sleep tousled hair. “This is bliss”, she agreed.
Their bubble of contentment is rudely interrupted by loud shouting in the corridor outside, followed by the sound of loud insistent knocking on the door of their suite.
Papa launches himself off Lainey’s deliciously warm body with a low angry growl; grabbing is robe on the way to answer the door
He wrenches the doors open with obvious irritation “Per l’amor del cazzo, è meglio che l’hotel sia in fiamme” Coming face to face with Sister Imperator and Aether.
“Sorry boss I tried to stop her!” Aether apologises throwing his hands up in the air defensively behind Seestor.
Papa’s rage dims slightly “Its ok Aether”, as he flashes him an understanding smile; However, his rage reignites, as he turns to face Imperator “what in all that is unholy do you want this early sister?”
She stares at him with disapproval as he blocks the doorway. “We need to discuss the set list for tonight C!”
He lets out a defeated sigh as he stands aside to let her and Aether enter the suite.
Lainey sighs, pulling the covers over her head, “Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me, She’s such a bitch” she whispers as Aether, comes to sit on the end of the bed, leaving Papa and Sister to their discussion.
“How’s he doing Lainey” Aether asks as he draws nervous circles with his finger on the bedspread
“Not so good Aeth” she confesses “He’s worried that Imperator has some grand plan to get rid of him” he nods. “I know Lainey, we can’t prove she was involved in the death of your father and uncles, but I sure as shit believe she masterminded it!”
“I swear by Lucifer himself I am going to make her pay, she better not be planning anything, I swear by all that is unholy if she hurts one hair on Papa’s head and I will tear her apart myself” fury burning in her eyes leaving Aether in no doubt she would be true to her word.
He nods in agreement, “and myself and ghouls will be right beside you Lainey.”
“In the mean time I’ll go and fetch you and Papa some breakfast, whist you get a shower. It’s going to be ok, we just have to get through the show tonight. Try not to worry you’ll be watching out for him off stage and me, Swiss and Sodo will be watching out for him on stage. We’ve got this.”
She leans forward hugging Aether tightly, as tears starting to run down her face.
“Thank you Aeth, I don’t fucking trust her. Please keep him safe, I can’t lose him too”
She presses her tear stained face into his shoulder.
“Hey, hey don’t cry I’ll keep him safe I promise” as he hugs her to him gently rubbing small circles on her back, until her sobs subside.
“Hey I leave you two alone for five minutes” Papa laughs has he walks back into the bedroom.
Lainey hastily rubs her face as she smiles up at him “What you jealous Papa?”
“Elaine Emeritus just know I would never willingly share you with anyone, but if Aether is offering to join us ” he laughs as the swerves the pillow she threw at him.
“What did the evil old bag want this time” Lainey asks as she arches a quizzical eyebrow at him?
“She wanted to change one of the songs on the set list for tonight, Satan knows why, they are fine as they are. Instead of ‘Kiss the Go Goat’ she wants us to play ‘Respite on the Spitalfields’?” he said as he sat on the end of the bed next to Aether, hugging the pillow to his chest.
Both Lainey and Aether exchange a puzzled looks. “Why that song?” She asked “It’s not exactly upbeat?”
“I know cara, but she was most insistent, saying it is fitting song to play along with ‘Square Hammer’ to end the final show” he said shaking his head.
Aether stood and clapped Papa on the shoulder “Well if that’s all she wants to change that’s good news for us boss” He walked to the door “Any requests for breakfast?”
Papa through for a moment “Bacon, pancakes and lots of coffee, I know Lainey won’t disagree with my choices, Si Cara?
“Absolutely amore” She says with a smile.
“May I suggest you both get showered while you have the chance” Aether suggests chuckling as he closes the door behind him.