The Indecent Proposal

DISCLAIMER: I do not own 'Corpse Bride' or anything affiliated to it, including story, characters, settings, and wardrobe.

Chapter 2 - Feeling

Victor sat under the covers breathing deeply as he slowly realized that he was naked under the sheets with a dead woman who was also naked.

He wasn't exactly up to the task at hand and Emily realized that after ten minutes of his breathing deeply.

"Victor? Are you all right?"

"Never better...why do you ask?"

"Oh...no reason."

She looked around the room and sighed while he kept getting more and more scared. Then she realized it. She had to do something, she couldn't just let him sit there scared and then eventually get out of it. She had to take command of the situation.

Victor continued to explain himself when he realized that a cold soft hand was grabbing his...

"WHOA! Cold!"

"Yes..." Emily said as she moved her hand up and down his length "...how does it feel?"

"Cold...and...and..."

His eyes rolled back as he slowly began to get harder in that area until 5 inches of himself was up and running. She procceeded with her attack and slipped under the covers, out of sight of Victor, with only her silhouette visible. Victory realized what she was up to when he felt cold lips wrap around his cock, slowly moving up and down, sucking it in. He grabbed the sides of the coffin as he neared his boiling point, ready to unleash a lifetime of saved sperm, when she stopped.

"...you stopped?"

"Yes, I had to do this first..."

She threw the blanket on the floor, and gently pressed her body agaisnt his.

"Kiss me Victor...kiss me with the passion you feel right now."

He took her by the arms and took her lips in a furious kiss. He pushed her onto her back and he climbed on top of her, holding her arms down like a prisoner. With a final wince and wish that this wouldn't be too cold, he rammed himself into her hips. She felt it.

She felt it.

For the first time for many years, she could feel again.

She felt his cock grind against her.

She felt the coffin on her back.

She felt his sweat rub onto her.

She felt the orgasm ready to burst within her.

She felt her legs shudder with ecstasy.

She felt her lips being kissed.

She felt warmth.

She felt love.

She felt him.

She felt free.

Yes.

She was free.

A/N: Not sure if I should continue. I tried it as a one-shot, I might continue but not sure.