Walters Paradise

I'm happy to see some Lisa fans out there, and I very much agree there isn't enough Lisa smut around here. Hopefully these new pairings inspire people.



Chapter 17



Harry stood by the window and watched Angela on the bed; it wasn’t fair she had to be with Walter. Angela was trying to sleep but with Harry standing there staring at her it was very hard. “What is it?” Angela asked him softly.



Shaking his head Harry looked down, “I’m sorry about tomorrow.”



Angela nodded, “I’m scared…”



Harry walked over to the bed and sat down beside her. Angela let him rest his hand on her upper arm, “I know you’re scared. I don’t want you doing this because I know how it affects you, but I know you have to. It’s not fair that you do, but I’m here if there’s anything at all you need.”



His chocolate coloured eyes were brimming with sincerity making it hard for Angela to focus on anything else. Her body seemed to relax under his touch. Angela’s eyes looked into his, “I really just need to feel safe right now.” Her voice was sincere and for once she wasn’t hiding behind a mask of fearlessness.



“Sure, just tell me how I can help with that.” Harry looked at her willingly.



“Could you just… stay right here with me?” Angela asked shyly.



Harry’s expression softened and he let himself lay down beside her. Angela smiled softly as he wrapped his arms around her body comfortingly. They stared at each other for a few moments not saying a word. Neither one of them was used to being this close, but they had wanted it for a long time. It felt good to Angela for Harry to be so comforting and understanding about her situation tomorrow.



“I’m glad you know you can trust me.” Harry broke the silence suddenly.



Angela looked at him for a moment before replying, “You haven’t tried to hurt me in all the time we’ve been here. I even let you sleep in here because I know you won’t touch me. I just can’t figure out why.” Angela blinked thoughtfully.



“I respect you, and I know you wouldn’t appreciate it. That’s why I won’t touch you like that.” Harry told her.



Angela nodded, “That means an awful lot to me… my father… he shouldn’t have done those things, and… my mother shouldn’t have let him.” Harry was pleased to hear some sense coming out of her mouth about her past.



Watching her eyes begin to water Harry moved closer to her, “Hey, it’s alright.” Angela pressed her head against his solid chest and let herself cry for a few minutes in reflective thought.



“I shouldn’t have killed him, but I didn’t have a choice.” Angela’s sobs were so heavy it was hard to understand her or the jerking motions her chest made as she heaved in another sob.



“I know, you did all you could.” Harry stroked her hair gently enjoying the softness of her hair.



“I was so scared and no one ever tried to save me… The girls at school used to think I was so strange. I wasn’t strange! I was just suffering all the time, every single day of my life.” Angela’s pain was washing all over his dark shirt.



It was nice to see Angela releasing all that pain, and it was nice to know she trusted him enough to release it on him. “I tried so hard to escape, but I’ll never get away from this will I?” She asked him hopelessly.



Harry moved her hair out of her eyes and held onto her check gently, “You’re so strong Angela, and I just know you’ll make it out of this eventually. You have to keep moving forward; it’s the only thing you’ve got going for you.” Harry whispered inspirationally.



Sniffling Angela nodded, “I- I’m sorry…” She wiped her eyes.



“Don’t be sorry. Just try to relax now, alright?” Harry suggested to the depressed woman before him.



Angela nodded again, “Thank you, Harry. No one makes me feel safe in this place… only you.” She smiled softly with tears hanging in the corner of her black eyes beautifully.



Harry stared at her face noticing similarities to that of his late wife, but somehow, he wasn’t thinking about his wife anymore. “Angela, would you like me to stay while you sleep?”



Nodding Angela nestled in closer so she could comfortably lie on top of his body. “Goodnight, Harry.” Her voice was muffled by his shirt.



“Goodnight, Angela.” His fingers soothingly stroked the strands of her hair on her shoulders.



***



Lisa let her body rest on the soft carpet before the fireplace. This was one of her favourite places. The fire before her was both warm and distracting; her mind jumped back to the moment Walter came back with Dr. Kauffman’s nametag. Lisa shook her head feeling it was a bad idea to think about it too much. It was sick, and it was wrong, but somehow knowing he did it for her was impressive.



Footsteps coming into the room caught her attention; she looked back to see Walter. Speak of the devil! “Oh, hello.” She smiled at him softly.



Walter walked inside of the room slowly, “Hello, Lisa.” He replied standing at the edge of the carpet.



“What are you doing down here?” Lisa asked making him feel like a real person and not just a scary freak-show.



“Nothing, I was just wandering again.” Walter looked over her face thoroughly.



“Want to come and sit down?” She asked him as she sat up on her knees.



Walter hesitated for a moment before he headed over to the spot beside her and sat down cross-legged. “So, how are you feeling about tomorrow?” Lisa asked feeling awkward yet interested in what he had to say.



Looking down before he locked eyes with her he replied, “I don’t know. No one’s ever asked me that before.” The look on his face suggested he was shocked by the questioning.



Lisa’s mouth opened but she closed it quickly unsure of what to say to that, “Well I was just wondering. I mean it’s not like you’re going to get anything out of that one.” Lisa tucked some hair behind her ears.



“Why do you talk to me?” Walter asked curiously.



The green eyes were inquisitive and alluring, “You did something for me that… no one else could ever have done even given the chance.” Lisa looked at him seriously, “Thank you. It means a lot.”



“Is that the only reason why you talk to me?” Lisa looked down.



“No, it’s not. I talk to you because I think you seem like a good person who had to go through a lot of terrible times to get to where you are now.” Lisa looked into his eyes again.



Walter was surprised how well she read him, but then again it wasn’t that big of a surprise. Looking into the fire Walter thought about tomorrow, “I think I’ll make her very happy tomorrow.”



Lisa looked up at him, “Really?”



Walter nodded, “I have plans… I know what I’ll do to her. She won’t expect it, but she’ll love it.”



“What are your plans?” Lisa asked trying not to sound obvious.



“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He smiled deviously.



Lisa smiled and looked at the flames, “Definitely.” Walter didn’t think much of it, but it wasn’t unnoticed at all.



***



Angela was feeling relatively stable as she had woken up in Harry’s arms that morning warm and comfortable. The man was unlike any other, and she was beginning to hate how he was making her feel. All the same, it made her more and more curious about him.



Angela sat in the center of the circular atrium entirely naked. Harry stared at the ground respectively while Alex, Elle and Lisa chatted quietly before Walter came in to join them. Angela ran her fingers lightly over her hip bones before the door opened emitting Walter.



Looking up, Walter was entirely naked as well; as nervous as it made her she felt like every time she looked at Harry it would melt away. Harry locked eyes with her with a supportive look. Angela leg her body fall limp as she got onto her back. Walter was on his knees before her; his hands began to trail up and down her legs soothingly, “Are you comfortable Miss Orosco?” Walter asked casually.



Angela nodded biting her lip fearfully, “Yes.”



Slowly Walter parted her legs; Angela focused on remaining calm as she thought of a peaceful place she could be in rather than the atrium with Walter and four other onlookers. His hands slowly ventured up her inner thighs.



Tingles shot up her body as Walter was being both gentle and slow for her; perhaps she was in good hands after all. Walter noted how soft and tanned her legs were; they were nice and shapely, and it was a shame she used to only wear pants everywhere she went.



Walter’s lips surprised her slightly as the strange feeling of his moist lips against her thigh began to take hold. Breathing heavily she realized that the trail of kisses was starting to get her more aroused. Gripping at the soil that edged the cement slabs below her, she felt her back arch slightly as he almost made it to her vagina before he started on the other leg. Damn it…



Lisa was rather impressed with how he was getting Angela aroused before initiating the act. Overall it was very sensible and sensitive to her current mental trauma with her past. Alex and Elle were both pleased, but Harry was the one watching like a hawk.



Angela’s brows ascended as he began running his tongue along her inner thighs teasingly. Walter knew he could do this all day; it was fun watching their bodies react to him in such a way. Once his tongue ran down the other thigh he listened as a soft moan escaped her lips. “Are you ready for the real thing yet?” He asked willing her to let him proceed with the game at hand.



Angela nodded quickly, “Yes, please.” Walter smiled at her clearly urgent request for him to continue.



Walter moved his body closer as he spread her legs wider. Stretching out his tongue so it was three and a half inches long he pressed the tip against her clit three times teasingly. Angela arched her back as she began moaning loudly over the intense feeling he was giving her.



Harry was feeling more at ease as he noticed her enjoying what he was doing to her rather than freaking out and getting very upset. It was relief enough to see she hadn’t brought out her second personality; that was an unpleasant one to see, and he knew that for sure.



Walter slid his tongue from her clit down to her opening and back. Gripping onto her hips roughly it was clear she would co-operate enough to make her come eventually. His tongue entered her slowly before he pulled it out. The feeling of being entered was no longer an issue for her as she had experimented with the other girl’s mere days ago. It was mostly shocking to know Walter, the man who had killed handfuls of people, was now making her moan so loudly on her own free will.



The motions he began making were something Harry was beginning to take notes of in his mind. How was it possible that Angela wasn’t swatting him away by now? Walter let his lips rub her softly before allowing his tongue to jam repeatedly inside of her.



Angela’s back was arching more and more as she realized he was touching a sensitive place inside of her. It wasn’t often she got the spine tingling sensation followed by the feeling of cold washing over her, but when she did it meant something very good to her.



Her mind raced back to Harry yesterday; she shamelessly thought of him doing these things to her. The thoughts mingled with those of last night, how he held her and managed to calm her down from her stresses. Waking up in his arms was a new experience and one she wanted to happen again and again. The feelings in her neither regions were beginning to pick up their momentum as he went faster and harder against her body.



Angela felt something new and it was hard to hold back; she began making strange squeaks and shrieks as Walter hit more sensitive places over and over again. Oh God… was this supposed to be what an orgasm was like outside of her own masturbation techniques? God, Lisa didn’t even make her feel like this!



Without warning Angela’s legs bent at the knees and she felt her muscles grip at the air against her will. Harry watched in complete awe as Angela’s back arched to its complete limits while she moaned loudly.



Once the liquids hit Walter’s tongue he knew it was over for her; he gladly got off his hands and knees and put on his clothes. Lisa was completely shocked and amazed; how she wished that could have been her body he was working on. Alex and Elle exchanged shocked looks, “Holy shit…”



“Alex, you need a better catch phrase.” Elle replied with a sigh.



“Tomorrows game will be in the main entrance.” Walter tossed the dice from his coat along the floor.”



“Lisa Oral Alex.” Elle read off with a small sigh, “Don’t get any ideas.” Elle warned as she and Alex stood up. Alex laughed slightly.



Lisa followed Walter out of the room the moment he got dressed. Alex and Elle left behind them leaving Harry with Angela, “Feel better?” Harry asked with a soft smile.



Angela nodded, “Yeah. Thanks.” She was dazed and panting madly.



Harry held out his hand for her to boost herself up. Angela got to her feet and realized her legs were too weak from her orgasm, “Oh… I can’t stand…” She muttered as Harry wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her standing.



Angela’s head rested on his chest once more, “Are you going to be alright?” Harry questioned as she remained silent and still against him.



Her head tilted and Harry looked into her black eyes, “Could you take me upstairs and lie with me again?” Angela asked him.



Harry smiled softly, “Yeah.” Harry leaned down and placed his other arm under her knees to lift her.



Looking down briefly he was never so happy to be relocating a naked body. Angela crossed her arms around her large breasts as he carried her out of the atrium and down the hallway.



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