Title: It's (not) my own invention
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Fang
Rating: NSFW
Classification: One-Shot
Author: MantraBird
Summary: N/A

This walk is the same like any other. Just keep walking. Apparently it helps with depression so I keep walking and waking
There is no point in stopping. There is not point in anything. Just walk it off anon. Just walk it off.
At some point my mind just gave up. Sucess. The peace finally set in. There is only pain in my legs and nice feeling in my lungs.
I snapped out of it when I noticed its getting dark. I must have walk for couple hours. I look around to orient myself.
"Oh" I said out loud. It's here. Gates of the cemetaty are looking at me. Judeging me. Inviting me just to scold me.
"Fuck you" I said. Fuck it I'm going in. I won't let my anxiety rule over me.

I closed my eyes and prepare for something. I'm not sure what exacly. With tension in my body I enter the graveyard.
I open my eyes.
Nothing. There is no one here. It's empty. No raptor Jesus to judge me.
No mystery. So I relaxed and kept walking. I know where to go. Relax.
I know why this graveyard is empty. It's not because it's late. It's because every person and dino in the world disappeared
If so. Then the world must be filled with relief.

Relax...
I found the right row of graves. Only one of them have flowers. That's why nobody is here.
A vase of flowers was placed here because nobody is here. It's not strange.
It makes perfect sense.

Because her grave is here, Fang isn't. Because these flowers are here, Fang isn't.
It's not strange. Relax. Too relaxed. This grave is here in place of her.
Because she's not here, the grave is. Because the grave isn't here, she is.
I stayed calm
I was worried. I would get emotional and do something I didn't want to do, but...
I'm totally relaxed. I'm so calm that my mind is working on pure logic.
This isn't time to get emotional. It's time to think calmly.
I have always done things I don't intend when I get emotional.
So I failed a lot. I don't like failing. So... Calm... Relaxed...
Then I won't fail. I'll Handle everything calmly.
First. This is a grave. A grave with a cross.
You can put flowers or candles on it. The person who is in this grave is Fang.

Fang was a non binary girl who liked music and who died from suicide and she was the only girl who liked me.
Why was that? I told her about my past and in response she... talked about hers.
She opened her heart to me because she liked me. Because I made right choices.
That's why we were together. She told me about herself. I looked at the grave
After looking very closely... I made a calm decision. This is her grave.
"Hmmm..." I wondered out loud. I touched the grave.
It made me remember her hardened fingertips from playing the guitar. Why is she laying down? Her body... is so slender.
The feeling of her body came alive in my mind. The last night together in my bed.
In my mind I saw sights I had and hadn't seen. Replayed.
Replay, replay, replayed, replay, replayed.
An onslaught of memories I wasn't sure I had seen before set my heart ablaze.
The fluttering of the heart is the forerunner of love.

"Ahh... you are so cute Fang. Too cute. Fang is cute, cute, cute..."
I kept saying that over and over again. I rubbed my cheek on her grave.
That's where she is right now. er skin is so soft... "Ahh..." This feels nice.
I looked around. I'm alone. I look at the grave again. Laying. Sleeping.
If fang was laying like that how would she look? I look at the writing on the grave.
It was something different. It wrote "I love you Anon".
"yes. I know you loved me." I responded. Fangs grave confessed it's love to me.
I couldn't accept it. I had to erase the words "I love you". I erased them every time they came up.

She said... "I love you, I love you, I love you" I kept erasing them.
Unfortunately, my lover is Fang, not her grave...
The grave tried to tempt me not with words but with flesh. She tempted me with her form.
lying down. Even I was swayed by this. After all, it looked just like her.

I said "I can't... you are a grave and I'm a human... We can't be together!"
"Make love to me Anon" she replied. Graves voice was just like her.
This is bad.. This is really bad...
"Make love to me Anon... Make sweet love to me... I love you, so make love to me...
Make love... Come on, Anon. I love you" Fang kept pleading.

My head was spinning. Her soft, lovely voice swirled around my crotch.
My true feeling burst from my dark heart like a fountain.
"I love you too Fang, but you are.." I said. "I'll give my body to you" Fang responded.
She closed her eyes and laughed sweetly. I can't do this... She was laying like that and exposing herself.
"Do you hate me?" She asked. "No, not at all! That's not it!!" I replied.
All other girls are self-centred, calculating, lying, thieving sluts.
But fang? She is different. She wanted a wholesome live playing music for those who would enjoy it.
But then... at the school... after prom... you... I couldn't finish.

That's it. I can't lose sight of it. Accept reality. The reality what's before me.
The reality is that this grave... what it is? Just who it looks like?
Fang? Right? That's right. That's right. That's right. Yes it makes sense.
The reality is what I see with my own two eyes. I can't be deceived by my fantasies.
Fantasy isn't reality. "What's wrong?" Fang is looking at me. "Oh don't worry. You are the only woman suitable for me" I said.
Her lovely eyes gazed upon me, she seems to be swimming in sea of ecstasy. No other woman could match her beauty.
"I'm sorry about the school... Did I scare you?" Fang asked. "A little bit." I replied.
"But now I'm just fine. I love you from bottom of my heart. I love you and that's why I won't die." She said.
Coming back to life through the power of love after your body splattered on the concrete and still you are a wonderful woman.

"Now take me... Make me yours Anon!" Fang urged me. "I want you to love me. I want to be yours forever" she continued.
She is laying in a sensual pose with her snout proudly sticking out above all else.
Fang is slowly extending her hands toward her hips and spread her legs. I stared in awe. Fang is so beautiful...
"How do I look Anon? Like what you see?" Fang teased me. "Umm... hah. I l-like it" I said a bit embarrassed
"Hah... I'm getting you all excited. Am I?" Fang continued teasing me.
She was right. I'm so turned on right now I can barely stand. "you are beautiful, but It's getting dark I can see you well" I say.
"So how about you feel me with your hands?" Fang invited me. I wanted her to say that.

I came down on my knees. I touched her tights her soft beautiful tights.
As I'm getting closer to her crotch I can no longer control myself.
"Hah... Anon... Just by looking at your excitement makes me all hot" Fang said. She knew how to encourage me...
As I unzipped my pants ready for some action the time became a blur. Last time we were together I was too anxious
and embarrassed to fully realise what is going on. This time I'm the one who fucks!
Blinded by my own passion it was over before I noticed. I came buckets. I came without worry of becoming dad.
I came inside Fang and... all over her grave... "Oh no!" Screamed Fang!
"You came all over flowers my father planted here as well as on the plate with my name!" She continued.
I stayed inside her and embraced her amazing body I longed for. Slowly I was regaining my senses...
"Shit" I said out loud. My semen was dripping down her grave hiding away in the engraved letters.
The reality wasn't what I wanted it to be. This is bad.

I tried to be calm I wanted to act logically.
"No!" I said. It's not my fault. It was fault of Fang, her beauty and her lustful teasing. Nobody could withstand that.
I looked at her and she nodded with agreement. That's right. Not my fault. Relax, relax... I'm relaxed.
Use your logic Anon. That's not why I'm here. Why I'm here? Why nobody is here?
That's right. Every person in the world disappeared. The world was relieved because of it.
I'm here at a graveyard to look at fang despite my anxiety. I'm here at a graveyard looking at semen covered grave.
I'm here at a graveyard to look at fang who isn't here because her semen covered grave took her place.
It's normal. Relax. Using my powers of stoicism I figured it out.
I have always done thing I don't intend to when I get emotional. This is a grave I masturbated into it and came all over it.
But because the grave came on to me, so the grave has to take responsibility for it.

I wiped the semen out of the grave with my clothes, but I couldn't get it all out off the flowers. Some were stuck in the letters.
I was 99% done when I head a sound. Sound I didn't want to hear. My body simply refused to process. The sound simply didn't happened.
"You should go home. It's dark" - The sound behind my back asked.
Calm. So Calm. Be relaxed and think locally. There is someone behind me. They saw me. Is my life over?
Did they called the police and trying to keep me from escaping?
"I'm closing the gates soon, please. The dead need some peace as well" The old and masculine voice asked.
If they knew what I done they should be more mad at me. It has to be that way. It's really dark now and graveyard is poorly lit.
I think I'm safe and turn around. An old dino priest is looking down at me. Without the default priest suit.

He was in civilian clothes. "Oh... Sorry I wanted to go, but the grave was so dirty..." I tried to explain myself.
"You must really missed them Mister..." He said. "Anon. I'm Anon and she was my love of my life" I tried talk him down.
He reached out to me. "Here. Let me help you get up" He said. I initially reach out but then
I remembered my sleeves were covered in my own semen. I stand up on my own.
"No need for that, but thank you" I say as I hide my hands in my pockets.
"and you are right I should get home I live far away" I try to speed up the encounter and get out before I spill spaghetti.
"Yes, let me escort you to the gate and both of us get to go home for today." The priest said.
Thank you raptor Jesus. The day might have a good ending after all. I thought to myself.

"You know why I'm here? Why I walked up to you?" He asked.
Fuck! Why do I hear dark souls boss music? Quickly! Deploy anti spaghetti measures!
"Umm... because I was in a weird position at a grave and that got your attention?" I responded
Fuck! Shit! Fuck! Anon you moron! "You are correct Mister Anon" He said.
Fuck! I see before my eyes as rolled nat 0 in speech. "Oh..." that's all I could say at the moment.
"I expected you were doing something bad you know..." He continued.
At this point I accepted my life. It's over. "That specific grave... It gets vandalised a lot.-
So as I saw you I dressed up and walked up to you". His voice was like finisher in mortal combat.
"oh no..." I said. "But as soon I was close enough I saw you were trying to clean it so I was relived" He sounded more happy now.
Thank you again raptor Jesus! "I expected some people would be disappointed, but I didn't know it was that bad" I continued the conversation.
"Yes... What that poor soul have done was beyond redemption in the eyes of the many, but worry not Anon. I'm taking care of it" He explained.

Soon we were at the gate. I said my goodbye and went home knowing that I just used up all my luck I had and will have in my entire live...