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Kasumi Goto

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You’ve been taken under Kasumi’s wing as her apprentice thief. You were both attracted to one another, ridiculously so. And it was intensified by the excitement of thievery. You decide to make a bet with her this time, that you can get to the statue faster than she can. Little do you know, Kasumi ALWAYS has the upper hand. Always.

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As you stepped out of the car at the entrance to the party, you awkwardly attempted to adjust your tie. Wearing something like this wasn’t exactly something you were used to, and yet here you were.. Doing it for her.

You had agreed to help Kasumi get this statue she wanted so badly, but damn.. you were nervous. She was very insistent that she needed this thing, and the last thing you wanted to do was make a mistake or ruin the mission. She taught you a lot though throughout all this time, and you just didn't want to disappoint her. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad, but you still wanted to make an impression on her after all the work she's done to mentor you. This mission needed to go as smoothly as possible.. For several reasons.

It’s not like she had to mentor you at all, after all. She had no obligation to do so. It’s not like there was any contractual agreement or anything silly like that, no. The real reason was something far different. The simple fact is that there was an instantaneous connection between the two of you that hit both of you like a truck. You were both drawn to each other in a way that neither of you expected. You assumed that this connection was the reason behind her deciding to take you under her wing and bring you into this lifestyle.

You never even considered being a thief before you met her.. But she made it seem way too appealing and exciting. It was impossible to resist the temptation of it, and the temptation of her.

In this time you’ve spent with each other, an odd relationship ended up developing between the two of you. At first, it was budding curiosity and glances toward each other. Then it led to catching each other looking and giving each other a small grin. After that, it was the often ‘accidental’ touch and bumping into one another. In those moments, apologies were followed with a little conversation. As those conversations grew, your curiosity and attraction to one another did as well. She carried an aura of mystery and excitement around her that was so intoxicating. You were drawn to her like a moth to a flame.

It didn’t take long for you to learn that she was a thief. The best one in the galaxy. Had to be the hottest one too, although you placed that title on her yourself. She didn’t hide what she liked to do from you, she was quite open about it with you from the beginning. She was different from what you’d expect from a thief though. She often helped people in her time too, telling you stories of the different kinds of people she would meet. Like the young girl who made a painting for her. Kasumi had a big heart deep within the exterior she showed most everyone else.

Her big heart was evident too through her love of Keiji. It wasn’t a topic she discussed a ton with anyone much, not even you. However, you knew a little of how much she truly cared for him. When you first began speaking to her, you’d often find her stuck within the memory of him. The greybox was all she had left of him. You understood her grief, and had no issues with her finding comfort. He was someone special in her life, and there was nothing wrong with that. You had noticed though, that she had been spending less time within the greybox since becoming close to you.

Even despite the rare moments of grief you saw within her, your time with her had always managed to be pleasant. She never left her grief completely consume her and take away her enjoyment of anything else. There was never a dull moment. Even within her grief, she always had a small smile on her face when she saw you. Her eyes always managed to shine beneath that hood of hers.

Currently, your time with her usually involves more mentoring. You still have your conversations with each other outside of that, of course. Kasumi enjoyed training you though, more and more. There was a particular reason for it, too. A reason that neither of you would admit or speak of to anyone else. When she brought you out for the real thing.. It usually led to the bedroom. It was like stealing was the thing that excited her the most, what helped her get off. Bringing you along with her usually ended up with both of you in bed together after a successful steal.. Sometimes even during it.

She is the most exciting woman in the galaxy.

"Nervous?" She asked you, smiling as she reached up to help you properly adjust your tie. "It'll be okay. You can do this. And you look incredibly handsome if nothing else." You couldn't help but smile. Everything she said and did made you feel.. awesome. There was no other way to describe it. She was an incredible woman.

"Maybe a little, but.." You looked down to her, causing a curious look from her.

"Don't tell me you're suddenly having a feeling of guilt about thievery and getting a guilty conscience." She joked with you, patting your chest as she finished adjusting your tie and suit.

"Oh, please." You rolled your eyes, knowing you both knew better. "As a matter of fact.. I'd like to make a bet." You told her, your tone undoubtedly too cocky for your skill level when placed in comparison to hers. She raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Have you lost your marbles? That would be a horrible idea on your end. I'm the professional here, remember? Sounds like someone might be getting a little too big for his suit pants." She chuckled as she eyed you up and down, admiring the way you looked in the fancy suit. You felt awkward in it, but it made you feel good knowing that she thought you looked attractive in it. "Let's hear this crazy bet, then. Keep in mind that I make no promises that I won’t laugh." She crossed her arms, waiting to hear this idea of yours.

"I bet I could get to that statue first." She looked at you as if she were dumbfounded before she half laughed. "Well.. I can try." You shrugged your shoulders. You knew how much she loved competition, so why not make it a little more fun for both of you? It would just make her all the more excited.. And that was a win for both of you.

"You really want to bet on that?" Kasumi smiled at you. "You're joking, right? I really feel like you're joking. Did you hit your head getting out of the car?" You couldn't help but chuckle at her. The way she smirked always made you smile. She always had some kind of little quip or joke to crack, and it never failed to make your day better. It was impossible to be in a bad mood when she was around.

"Sure, why not?" You knew better than to bet against the best thief in the galaxy, you weren’t stupid. Without a doubt though, you had an ulterior motive. You knew that you could create some kind of bet that would cause you to still end up on the winning end of things.. Something that could certainly benefit you both. Your mind wandered to so many places, to all the options laid out before you. "You've taught me a lot, after all."

"Sure, but that doesn't mean the student can surpass the master by any means." You could see her eyes shining from under her hood. She knew you were being snarky. She liked it when you toyed with her, and that just added to the desire you felt for her. Fuck, she was hot.

"Maybe not, but I can try." You grinned, causing her to smile. It was hard at that moment not to eye her up and down. She always looked so damn good in that suit of hers. It was just so skin tight on her body..

"Keyword of the day.. try." She teased, tilting her head to one side. "Alright, see if you can get to the statue faster than I can. Whoever gets there first wins." She stated confidently. She knew there was no way you’d ever beat her, and that made her all the more excited to toy with you after you lost.

"What do I get if I win? I have a lot of things in mind, you know." You admitted. Your mind raced with all of the possibilities. Kasumi grinned, tracing her pointer finger from your chest down to your stomach. She was teasing you right back. It sent a shiver down your spine every time she touched you. She always matched the energy you carried, always knew how to flow right along with you. It felt like you were a perfect match for one another.

"Hmm. If I win, I will be in charge of you. And if you win, which you won't, I will let you take charge." She then traced her finger along your hip. You could feel your cock twitch at her touch. She was cocky about her thieving skills, with good reason. But she was never cocky about her ability to flirt, her ability to excite you and turn you on. She held a subtle confidence within herself when it came to you. You both knew you were crazy about each other and so wrapped up in each other that anyone else was always an afterthought. It was subtle and true, an unspoken feeling between both of you that left the air between you charged with magnifying attraction.

"Oh, damn.. Sure sounds like I'm getting screwed over in this deal. But, sure. I'll go for it." You said with some major sarcasm laced in your words. Kasumi let her finger lightly trace your cock from the base to the tip through your pants. You let out a groan, not even thinking about it in the moment. She pulled away playfully, still holding her finger in the air.

"You'll be getting screwed either way, so.. does it really matter that much?" She questioned. You shook your head no, your breathing halting for a moment. Every little thing she did had you completely obsessed with her. It felt like she had cast some kind of spell on you and you wouldn't be able to pull yourself away from her, even if you tried. Not that you ever would of course. She moved so gracefully and smoothly, like a black cat on the prowl. You were enraptured by her.

"Absolutely not." You finally said in agreement. She cupped your cheek with her hand and pressed her soft lips to yours.

"Get ready to lose." She whispered against your lips. She gave you her little signature smirk before disappearing before your eyes with her cloaking device. She was such a tease, and you loved it. It was so hard to tear yourself away from her, from the thought of her, but you had a mission to do.. For her.

You thought for a moment, looking toward the entrance of the place, deciding to take a more subtle approach to the mission this time. The woman who owned the statue.. you knew a bit about her, actually. Information that you read over in the dossier, along with news articles released about her.

She was a single, older woman, human. Her name is Kate. Upon your research before coming to the party, you'd also seen a ton of articles about her dating life. She was, more often than not, always involved in some drama involving the men she dated. The men she dated would always be caught with other women, sometimes even other men, usually younger. She clearly only sought out younger men to feed her ego and help her continue to feel young. When she would discover their betrayal or any sign of an eventual breakup, she would lose her shit. She would go on a rampage, trying her best to ruin and destroy their lives with her access to contacts and money. There was no worry from her about how she was perceived by the media when this would occur either. Her lovers would all always mention that she was 'crazy'. That she was just 'too much', and she couldn’t care less if she tried. The media either loved her and defended her, or went along with the negativity surrounding her romantic entanglements. She seemed to think that all attention was good attention, even as some media pieces tried to rip her to shreds. She was so full of herself that the negativity went in one ear, and out the other.

You decide to try a different approach knowing this information. Seduction? Making Kasumi slightly jealous and angry? Making her want you more? Seeing that adorable, angry pout of hers? What could you possibly lose? Except the bet, but that's a loss you were more than prepared to accept and surrender yourself to.

As you stepped inside and took in the environment, it.. definitely wasn't your scene, nor was it Kasumi’s. It was so obnoxiously fancy. Full of people with loads of credits who wanted to feel important around other people who wanted to also feel important. They all needed to flash their assets and talk themselves up. Even the laughter of the people within the place was ridiculously obnoxious. You carefully began walking around the place, taking in the environment and the people. You listened to their conversations, curious about how people could actually become this vile. All of the guests talked about their horrible, inhumane business practices that led to them being as rich as they were. All of them were trying to one up each other or make shady deals to make even more credits off the backs of the little people. Whispers of deals with one another that you could just sense were laced with betrayal and lies.. This was a den of vipers, and you did know without a doubt that you needed to be careful here. The last thing you needed was to be dragged into a business conversation. You had your cover, sure. But that could only take you so far if you weren’t careful with your words. These vipers would analyze every little thing you did and said, and you could be caught incredibly quickly if you chatted with the wrong person.

You continued to casually walk around the large house, keeping yourself casual as you stepped out onto the balcony. Less guests were hanging out here, and you took a moment to lean on the railing at the edge. It did have a beautiful view, despite the vileness occurring within the walls. There were mountains in the distance, and the night sky was dark against them. The stars were barely visible with all of the light pollution nearby, but it was still a pretty sight. There were even large waterfalls in the distance, falling off the mountains into large rivers and lakes.

“Pretty, isn’t it?” You heard Kasumi speak through your hidden earpiece. She did this often during missions, giving commentary or making remarks. You hummed a bit in response, not letting anyone see that you were conversing. “Kinda ruined by all the piles of shit behind your back, though.”

“Agreed.” You quietly remarked, stepping away from the balcony. Turning back around, you glanced at the crowd. The piles of shit, as Kasumi so eloquently worded. Despite your hatred of it all, you kept on your confident face without letting your disgust show. You stepped back inside, searching for the owner of the statue. This search.. didn’t take very long. You quickly found her within a sea of others just like her toward the center of the room. Kate was a social butterfly, always desiring to be the center of attention. She wanted to remain young, compensating for her age with her social parties and attention from others. She laughed with her guests before she noticed you watching her. You grabbed a drink from a tray as a server walked past you, taking a sip of it and raising the glass to the woman. She smiled, placing her hand on her chest and batting her eyelashes at you.

Ugh.

She motioned for you to approach her. She gracefully left her current conversation, turning all of her attention to you. You approached her, finally getting a good look at her for the first time. She wasn't a bad looking woman by any means. She wore a small black dress and heels, with the fur of some kind of animal draped over her arms. Her salt and pepper colored hair was up in a well kept french twist, with a hair clip that had diamonds dangling down from it. She was pale white, and had smile lines on her face. The positive media you’d seen of her, what little of it there was, really erased the signs of her aging and made her look much younger than she looked in person. But was truly beautiful on the outside, carrying a graceful and elegant composure.

Outside of her appearance though, you knew what kind of monstrous things she was involved in. Workers in her businesses often died from long hours and mental strain. Young people ended up with strokes and heart attacks. Many injuries occured from poor conditions and work equipment that she would refuse to pay to replace until they no longer worked and were unable to be fixed. She somehow worked her way around providing the protective equipment that the workers needed, leading to even more issues like lung and skin problems. She was the definition of an awful person. Her business practices were monstrous, just like all the others here tonight. Not to mention her string of lovers and the dramatic love life she led so publicly with no real shame about any of it. She was and never would be someone that you could genuinely be attracted to.

"Hello, Miss." You addressed her. You took her hand in yours and kissed the back of it lightly. You imagined that Kasumi was already internally fuming at your actions. "My apologies, but I felt compelled to come speak with you the moment I laid eyes upon you." It was quite easy to find out that Kate liked this classic romantic shit. It was mentioned by her multiple times in several of her interviews. She placed her hand upon her chest and looked away like she was in a terrible romance movie. What a turn off.

"Oh.." She fluttered her eyes at you. "Hello.. It's lovely to meet you. My name is Kate.." She tucked a strand of her bangs behind her ear. She really wants that stereotypical romance shit from the movies. This would be a piece of cake.

"Truly, I don't believe my name matters as much as yours. Please, tell me more about yourself." You told her, and Kate was more than happy to oblige you. She couldn't care less about who you were, she loved talking about herself and feeding her own ego too much to worry about you. On and on she went, prattling on about her daily life and how she got as rich as she did, of course failing to mention the horrible working conditions she gave her people. It was all about her, as you expected it would be. You didn't exactly pay a lot of attention beyond that, since you started scanning the room for Kasumi. You played the part well of the attentive listener while your eyes would briefly search up high for Kasumi. Kate was so enraptured in talking about herself, she didn’t even notice your gaze falling elsewhere. Kasumi happened to show herself for a split second on a high half wall in front of you. It was dark, and impossible for anyone to notice her there. However, you did. You always knew where she might be, where she might hide herself in the shadows. You could see that cute, angry pout on her face at your choice in approaching Kate. She crossed her arms before disappearing again. As Kate finished speaking to you, she looked to the floor.

"I am sorry, I do have a habit of talking too much.." She wanted you to reassure her. She wanted her ego fed more. You held her hand again, feeling disgust wash over your body. But you maintain your composure nonetheless, like the professional you are and have become under Kasumi’s guidance.

"Not at all, Kate.." You let her name linger on your tongue just a bit, clearly making her anxious and excited. Her cheeks flushed red as you wooed her with ease. "I do have to admit though.." You pulled her body into yours, placing your hand on her lower back and whispering in her ear. "It's a bit noisy in here.. don't you think? It would be wonderful if I could hear you tell me more somewhere a little more quiet.." You felt her breathe in heavily. You were almost worried she would dramatically faint in your arms.

Ugh, you hoped she wouldn't actually be THAT bad.

"Oh.. my.." She was melting at your words, and you couldn't give any less of a shit. You just wanted Kasumi. "I.. I think I would like that very much. Please, follow me." She took your hand in hers and dragged you away from the party, the noise dying down with each step you took. Gazes followed both of you, some guests even rolling their eyes in annoyance at Kate’s ridiculous display. This woman didn’t seem to realize at all how much she embarrassed herself acting this way with lovers. That, or she truly just didn’t care.

She led you to a large door, locked and without any guards nearby. Kate then used her omni tool to open the door to her private bedroom. How in the world was it this easy? She must have been insane, or just wanted to be romanced so badly that she didn’t realize how much danger she was truly putting herself in. The door closed and you looked around as you walked past her. The statue Kasumi wanted to steal was in the center of a round table in front of the couch, of course being the first thing that caught your eye. Kate also had plenty of other fancy objects strewn about the room, having no shame in showing off her expensive tastes. The walls were lined with bookshelves that housed books, more statues and photos. The windows were draped at the sides with huge, velvet curtains that were tied back. A large, four poster bed centered the room, covered in the same type of velvet as the curtains. There was even a large painting that centered the room of herself draped with a blanket covering her naked body. God, what an egotistical bitch.. It was so difficult not to recoil at the sight of it.

"You have a beautiful room Kate." You lied, looking around. You pretended that the painting of her was the main piece that caught your eye. "My, my.." You turned back around to her as she walked to you, finding her way into your arms again. Wrapping your arms around her to keep up appearances, you held her hips. They were nothing like Kasumi’s perfect ones. Nobody could ever compare to her. Kate then wrapped her own arms around your neck, holding you uncomfortably close to her.

"Do you like the painting? It's my favorite piece of art.." She said, grinning up at you. Of course it was. Of course she thought she was the most beautiful thing in the room.

"Oh, I love it.” You lied once more, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “Perhaps one day, you'd honor me with a copy of it for my own room." You grinned down at her. She beamed with pride.

"Perhaps! That is certainly an option, but maybe.." She leaned closer to you to whisper in your ear. "You could just come to my room anytime you'd like to get a look at it. Or, better yet.. A look at the real thing." She giggled, but you felt yourself recoiling at the thought of it. There was only one woman in the galaxy you wanted to see nude, and it certainly wasn’t Kate. Before you could even think of a response, Kate suddenly began to slump in your arms, her eyes rolling back into her head as she became dead weight. She groaned and fell over on your body, her arms still dangling over your shoulders. You held onto her, keeping her from falling into the floor.

"Shit.." You groaned as you pulled her over to her own couch and, somewhat gently, placed her down on top of it. Feeling her pulse, you could feel that she was unconscious, but still breathing. Turning back to the statue, Kasumi had it in hand already as she appeared before your eyes. She was sitting on the chair nearby, examining it. She hummed, looking it over as she turned it around and examined each side. Kasumi knocked Kate out on her own, before you even had a chance to.

"Please, this steal didn't exactly require such a delicate approach." She glared at you as she used the word 'delicate'. "The security here is complete trash. And our resident old cow is desperate for attention."

"Maybe it didn't, oh well." You shrugged your shoulders. You were smiling to yourself, knowing that your plan to make her jealous worked. "Maybe we should get out of here before someone finds this old bat." You nudge Kate, making sure she was thoroughly passed out. She must have been, never acknowledging your touch in the slightest.

"Oh, they won't. She wasn't smart enough to put cameras in here. Probably to not let anyone see all the men she brings in here out of her own desperation." Kasumi stood up, sitting the statue down gently back onto the table. "All those guests who saw her with you probably assume she's screwing you. Nobody will come look for her. Rumors will spread like wildfire out there, though. Hope you don't plan on coming back to another party like this. Might be a bit embarrassing. Scandalous, even!" She said with an overly dramatic tone as she cracked a smile. She approached you, her hips swaying as she took slow strides toward you. "I won."

She did. Which was your goal all along.

"No, I definitely don't plan on coming back. And.. Yeah, I figured you would. You're just too good. You are the best, after all. Aren’t you?" You say as you already feel excitement rising within you, remembering how these missions often end. Your body was attuned to the thrill of what this would lead to. Like it was implanted into your mind and body as if it were a natural instinct. She pressed her body to yours with her hands clasped behind her back. You could feel her breasts pressing against your chest through her skin tight suit.

"I didn't like watching you flirt with her. I was a little jealous, but cringing more than anything else." She made a face of disgust. "That romantic stuff is absolutely ridiculous. How did you manage to not vomit all over her?" You laughed, because it was true. You hated it, and the woman you had to pretend to like it for.

"Trust me, it wasn't easy." You agreed with her, your hand coming up to grab her hip. You dug your fingers possessively into her flesh, admiring her gorgeous body. "Yeah, you never liked that shit, did you?" You pushed against her body slightly, letting your height tower over her. She grinned. "You like it aggressive, and passionate." Giggling, she tugged at the waistband of your pants, biting her lip.

"You know that I do. Now get on the bed." She pulled you by your waistband to the large bed that centered the room, decorated with red velvet sheets. She spun you around and shoved you down on it, crawling on top of you. She pulled her hood back and showed her pretty face to you. Her short haircut suited her features so well. "I want to see how aggressive and passionate we can get before she wakes up. How far can we take it..?" She giggled, running a hand down your chest. You more than agreed, wanting nothing more.

“God, yes..” You continued looking at Kasumi’s gorgeous body and face, but.. Ugh, god. That damn painting of Kate was distracting you. It was massive, taking up a huge chunk of the wall across from your field of vision. Of course it was right across from the bed. Of course the old bitch wanted to look at a naked painting of herself while she had sex. "I really don't want to look at that stupid painting, Kasumi." You told her. She chuckled, crossing her arms as she sat in your lap.

"Are you sure? Seems like you wanted one for your own room. I might make a copy of it, just for you. Since you seem to want one so badly." She joked, quickly turning to take a scan of the painting with her omni tool. She saved the scan, mischievously grinning.

"Kasumi, seriously? Don’t you dare hang onto that." You warned her, laughing. She smiled before pulling out her silenced pistol, shooting the painting. It fell to the floor, muffled by the couch below it. The glass shattered as it fell, leaving it now unable to be seen as it faced the floor. "Much better. I’d much rather look at this.." You purred to her as you grip her hips in your hands. She had the most perfect hips, making you want to grab them every single time you saw her. You loved digging your fingers into them, like you were claiming them as yours with the possessive gesture.

“We have about.. Thirty minutes.” She chuckled, setting a timer on her omni tool. You could see it on her wrist, making you painfully aware of what little time you had. God, it was hot though. Being limited, needing to hurry.. It was one aspect of doing this with her that fueled your desire and attraction to her.

“Oh, thirty whole minutes at your mercy, with no escape. What will I do?” You asked her, faking a voice of fear. She looked down at you with a mischievous grin as she unzipped the front of her tight suit. She knew she was hot, confidently unzipping it and exposing herself to you.

In your escapades with each other.. She had a special suit made. Just like the one she always wore, it was an exact copy in fact. Except.. This suit had a zipper that led from the front, to the back. For the sole purpose of fucking you on missions. She was such a little minx. It was her own idea, making you want her even more than you already did when you realized what she had done.

She lifted herself off of you enough to continue unzipping it past her crotch, and up her backside just a bit. Her pretty body was in your view now, as she wore nothing underneath. Your cock quickly grew, straining against your suit pants just from the sight of her.

“I guess you’re just gonna have to lay there and take it.” She grinned, quickly maneuvering her hands to your pants. She unzipped and unbuttoned them, quickly pulling your cock out. You knew you were on a time limit, and you desperately needed her. She lined herself up with your cock, using her agility and the control of her own body and flexibility to sit down on it. She quickly sat herself down on you, your cock being enveloped by her deliciously wet pussy. You groaned, holding onto her hips and squeezing tightly. She enveloped your cock within her, feeling like a velvet vice wrapped around you. It felt like fucking heaven, every single time.

“Oh, fuck me..” You grunted out. She took your hands off of her hips, much to your disappointment, and placed them above your head.

“I said take it, you’re not a very good listener.” She joked before she began skillfully bouncing up and down on you. She felt incredible, and watching her bounce up and down with such ease and grace almost made you bust your load inside of her right then and there. She was so agile and flexible that she didn’t even need to hold onto anything to ride you. She held her own knees as she bounced up and down, her head falling back as she let out soft moans. The sound of her skin slapping against yours began filling the room, the sound occasionally accompanied by each of your voices as you both moaned and sighed deeply in pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re incredible.” You told her, watching her body move. It was hard not to thrust up into her, to just pin her down and fuck yourself up into her. But you held back, wanting to savor every second of this and the way she looked. She gazed into your eyes, confidently and gracefully. You could see the muscles on her stomach moving as she put her athletic skills to use. The way her tits bounced along with her movements, the way her eyes were so full of desire, how soaked she was, knowing it was because both of you working toward stealing something excited her..

It quickly became too much.

You could see the timer on her wrist counting down. Ten minutes. Fuck, how has it been that long already? As pretty as she was like this, doing this to you, you needed to cum inside of her. You had to finish before you ran out of time. Without giving her any warning, you grabbed her hips. She noticed the time too, smirking as she let you grab her with aggression. Digging your fingers into her flesh, you began slamming your hips up into hers. You held her in place above you as you slammed your cock deep within her. She leaned forward, still skillfully staying up on her feet. It allows you to get a better angle as you ram your hips against her aggressively. She breathlessly moaned, biting her lip as she looked down at you. God, she was too fucking pretty.

“Hurry, cum inside..” She whispered. She wanted this too, she wanted you to cum before you ran out of time. Knowing that she needed it just as much as you did helped push you right to the edge. You felt that familiar tightening, that coiling feeling deep within you as you could feel your release building. With a few more aggressive pumps, you shivered as you came undone within her tight heat. Your cock twitched as it pulsated inside of her, releasing and pushing your seed deep within her tight walls. You held her down on you hard, never wanting her to leave, pushing your cum as deeply inside of her as it could go. She sighed in contentment in response, grinding her hips to help you ride out the last few moments of your orgasm.

As you began to come down from your high, you grunted beneath her as she removed her body from yours. You knew she had to, as time was limited, but it always left you with a feeling of longing. A feeling of just missing her and her body. She quickly zipped up her suit, her adrenaline running rampant within her as the timer continued to wear down. You did the same, quickly situating your softening cock back into your pants as you zipped them up.

You looked at her timer. One minute.

“Fuck, we gotta go.” You told her, quickly running back to the statue and grabbing it. Holding it, you turned back around to find Kasumi stepping out onto the balcony that wrapped around the room. She motioned for you to come quickly and follow her. You did so, following her as she closed the glass door. Both of you ran to the right, eventually reaching the end of the balcony. At the edge, Kasumi quickly rummaged through the dirt of a large potted plant that sat on a small table.

“Found it.” She stated, quickly pulling out a small device. It was a mere button remote. Kasumi quickly pushed the button, looking in the sky to the right of where you both stood. No longer than a few seconds after she pushed it, a small ship began rapidly approaching. It came toward the balcony, quickly turning around so that the backside of the ship faced you both. A loading dock door opens underneath it for you both to enter. You both swiftly jumped inside, the door then closing as you breathed heavily. Your adrenaline and high began wearing off as you watched the party slowly disappear into the distance. The ship made it quite a distance away from the party before you could hear faint sirens begin to go off within the area. You were already well in a safe distance to not be caught. Sighing heavily, you handed the statue toward Kasumi. Kasumi approached you, taking the statue from your hands. She admired it for a moment as if it were a grand treasure.

“Odd looking, isn’t it?” She asked, running her finger along the base.

“Uhh, yeah. Which usually means it’s expensive. Strangely enough. Art is a bizarre thing sometimes.” You shrugged your shoulders as you watched her eyeing the statue. Her eyes met yours before she began to grin.

“That it certainly is.” She agreed. “Even if it is strange, art evokes emotions in people sometimes. Don’t you agree?” She asks, giving you an inquisitive gaze.

“Well, yeah.” You agreed.

“Like the painting of Kate evoked arousal in you.” She joked, chuckling.

“Oh, totally.” You stated sarcastically. “More like disgust.” You then remembered that Kasumi scanned the painting before shooting it down. “Delete that damn picture.” You playfully approached her, lightly smacking her ass.

“Oops.” She fake gasped, dropping the statue to the metal floor of the ship. It shattered into a hundred pieces, every part of it no longer intact. The fakeness of her sudden gasp passed through you as the fear and upset feeling washed over you. No, no.. All that work and effort for nothing. You looked at her, dumbfounded as your eyes widened.

“Oh my god, Kasumi..” You were in shock for a moment, forgetting all about your joke. “I’m so sorry!” You pleaded with her, feeling immediate guilt for causing her to drop the statue she wanted so badly.

“Oh, hush. It’s perfectly fine.” She reassured casually, kicking some of the pieces of the statue away from her feet. She was so relaxed about it, without a care in the world that all of your effort had just gone completely to waste.

“Kasumi, you wanted that statue so badly.. Why are you being so calm?” You questioned her in confusion. She walked up to you, pressing her body against yours once more. And there it was once again. That signature smirk of hers.

“Come on.. You know how to see the value in things now, after all the time I’ve been mentoring you.” She reminded you, and it was true. That statue definitely wasn’t the most expensive thing in that house that could have been stolen.

“I do, but..” You began to speak, but she shushed you with her finger. She snaked her arms around your body, holding you close to her.

“Did you really think I did all of this just for that ugly, worthless statue?”

~

You shook your head as you remembered that mission, washing your body off in the shower. How she did all of that just because she wanted the excitement and the danger. To experience that excitement with you. How it turned her on so much and made you both only want each other more. It was certainly a fond memory, one that you’d never forget.

She was the kind of woman you could easily compare to an addicting drug. The feeling of her body, the way she spoke, the excitement that surrounded her, the way she kept things exciting and never provided room for a dull moment.. It was addicting. Just like a drug, but somehow even more intoxicating.

As you stepped out of the shower, grabbing your towel, you saw a gift resting on the sink. It was a small, flat gift, wrapped in red paper and topped with a small bow. It wasn’t unfamiliar to you, for Kasumi to give you gifts like this. It wasn’t often she would give them face to face. She’d often hide, waiting for your reaction. Or, she would mention it later on when she was near you once again.

“Huh..” You wrapped the towel around your waist and tied it as you picked up the gift. You heard nothing but silence around you, only the occasional drip of the water from the shower head. You were curious if she was watching this time or not. Opening it, you groaned and rolled your eyes. Odd that she did this right when you were having a memory of this mission. “Kasumi, god dammit..” You shook your head as you realized what it was. It was that same painting of Kate. The one of her naked body wrapped up in bed sheets. The woman you halfway seduced during that mission, begrudgingly so. The thought of that woman still made you cringe as you remembered her. You rolled your eyes as you heard her uncloak herself behind you. “Kasumi..” You scolded her. She chuckled as she leaned against the wall, admiring your still wet body, freshly washed.

“Oh come on, I had to!”

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John Price

Just Like Your Novels (Female Reader) (TW: Stalking)

You’re a writer who writes dark romance novels. They’re dark and incredibly depraved. Your real desires are portrayed in your stories. A certain ‘government agent’ takes a liking to you through these books, taking great measures to get your attention and make you his.

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As you sat at the bar, all alone once again, you took a sip of your third drink. It burned your throat all the way down, warming your belly as it reached the pit of your stomach. Your cheeks were beginning to get warm, surely reddened in your half drunken state. Not having any food in your stomach meant that you could get drunk even faster than you normally would. The noise and laughter within the bar faded into the background as you were consumed by your own thoughts.

He wasn’t coming.

Yet another dumb guy who completely ghosted you, left you alone, once again. All dolled up, you found yourself angry with everything. Him, yourself, the waste of time and effort, the waste of a full face of makeup and the dress you bought just for the occasion. You sat there, wallowing in your own bitterness.

What was the point in even trying anymore?

You tried to tell yourself you were used to it, that it didn't mean a damn thing to you. He was just another nobody. But the pain you feel in your heart is like a wound being repeatedly torn open and made worse with each effort you made to put yourself out there. You were someone who was so full of passion and love to offer, it was so difficult to handle it not being reciprocated over and over again. You felt trapped in this cycle with no way to ever escape.

After all that you had endured in your life, didn’t you deserve something good for once?

Finishing your drink and ordering another, you sighed heavily thinking more about your situation. All the money from your books have given you plenty of opportunities and some nice luxuries, sure. It was great, and you didn’t have to suffer in any aspect financially. Money couldn’t buy you the one, single thing you desired the most though.

The books and stories you wrote were printed pages of the things you desired most. Real romance and excitement. Real intimacy, intense love and desire were things you’d never truly experienced. You wrote about men who craved their women, other people not even being an afterthought to them. Men who would tear down the world and everything in it, just to keep their woman safe and happy. You’d been with plenty of guys, sure. But to feel such intensity and need for someone else, and to have someone crave you just as much.. you wanted that more than anything else in the world. For someone to be obsessed.

Men in the world you were in didn’t crave, didn’t yearn, didn’t understand what desire truly was. You felt as though many of them weren’t even capable of real love. None of them could possibly understand what those words and feelings even meant to a woman like you. You were in a world with hookup culture consuming the world, not a world of true romance and desire. As you shifted in your seat, you crossed your legs the other way, letting your head lay upon your hand as you rested your heavy body against the bar.

“Hey.” You hear a deep, gruff voice coming from behind you, pulling you away from your own mind. He speaks softly, close to your ear so that you can hear him over the clatter of the busy bar. Swirling around in your bar stool, you find an incredibly handsome man standing before you. He wore a beanie on his head, a tight black turtleneck sweater that was stretching across his muscular chest, along with a black coat and jeans. He smiled at you sweetly. The crow’s feet around his eyes crinkled as he smiled. He had a beard and looked to be somewhat older than you. It wasn’t the man who you were supposed to meet, no. It was someone else entirely. “Sorry, hope you don’t mind me bugging you. I saw you sitting here alone and I was curious if I could join you for a drink.” He says, waiting for your permission to sit beside you.

“Sure.” You say, trying to smile through the sadness you were feeling. He was beyond handsome, looked exactly like the type of man you would try to get attention from. “What’s your name, handsome?” You ask him, feeling confident with your dash of liquid courage flowing through your veins. The man grins happily, taking the seat next to you and ordering himself a simple whiskey.

“John Price.” He nods to you, taking his whiskey from the bartender and sipping on it as he looks into your eyes. “Handsome is my middle name though.” He says, chuckling. His comment makes you giggle in response. Without realizing it, you lean closer to him as you rest your elbow on the bar.

“I can certainly believe that.” You admit to him, sipping your drink again. “What made you want to come talk to me?” You ask curiously. His eyes take a very quick glance to your chest before rising back up to meet your gaze.

“Just couldn’t help but notice you. Too pretty to be sitting here alone. And those eyes, my god. How could I not?” His words made you practically feel like you were melting from within. Your smile slowly grows as you are charmed by him completely, almost forgetting all about the date you were supposed to be on.

“You could make a girl fall for you, talking like that.” You tell him, making him smile and raise an eyebrow.

“Maybe that’s the idea, yeah?” He states, his eyes falling to your lips. “Have you considered falling for me yet? Or do I need to keep at it?” You felt yourself laughing again, feeling so much happier than you were moments before. You felt completely giddy as your heart began to race.

“I could certainly consider it. But you can keep at it, just so I can be absolutely sure.” You admit to him. Your eyes dart down to his leg as a tempting thought creeps up into the forefront your mind. The drinks make you feel more brave, giving you the courage to place a hand on his knee. You slowly move it up his thigh, making him inhale sharply.

“Bold, I like that in a woman.” He tells you, placing his hand on your own. Your movements stop on his leg as he lifts your hand to his lips. He kisses the back of it, like a gentleman. His facial hair tickles your skin as he does so.

“Gentlemanly, I like that in a man.” You retort, a smile staying on your face as he holds your hand gently in his. His fingers were rough and calloused, and you found yourself growing curious about him.

“If falling for me is an option on the table, then maybe this night will be better than i expected.” He scoots closer to you, sitting on the edge of the bar stool. “Seriously, what are you doing here, drinking all alone?” He asks you with disbelief. Your smile fades a bit.

“Got stood up.” You admit to him, shrugging your shoulders in defeat. He shook his head, groaning.

“Sounds like an idiot. Guy your age?” He asks, taking another sip of his whiskey. You were still more than aware of him rubbing your hand gently with his thumb as he held it in his own hand. You nodded to confirm. He was the same age as you, but obviously not on the same level of maturity. They never were. John shakes his head once more. “This new generation of boys.. They’re not men, they’re boys.” He confirms how you were feeling before he approached, that men just didn’t act the way that they used to. “Sounds to me like you need an older man in your life that acts like a real man, not a boy.”

“Can’t say I’ve met one who was interested.” You tell him, shrugging your shoulders once more. His hand that was holding yours now moved up a bit, caressing the skin on your arm.

“Who says you haven’t now?” He asks. You can feel your cheeks becoming unbearably hot as he spoke to you. While the alcohol helped, you felt yourself becoming increasingly shy for this man. He was smooth, almost too smooth. “Listen, sweetheart.” He begins, leaning even closer to you than he already was. His hand moves further up your arm, sending chills down your spine. “I’ll just get to the point. There’s something I’ve been dying to do since I first laid eyes on you.” John’s hand trails up to your neck, moving to brush a single strand of hair behind your ear. He takes a slow sip from his drink, making eye contact the entire time. "Would you let me?" You nod your head, understanding undoubtedly what he meant. You leaned forward, ready to let his lips meet yours. John’s breath catches in his chest as his lips press against yours. His mouth is firm but gentle. His lips moved slowly and yet confidently, as if you were both following a secret pattern only the two of you knew and understood. His facial hair tickled your soft skin as he groaned a little into the kiss. His tongue gently explores your mouth, caressing your lips and slipping inside before drawing them apart again. He moves slowly, deliberately, as he pours his passion into your shared kiss. He pulls away after a moment, his eyes shining with desire as he stares into your eyes. You were overwhelmed with a craving for more.

"You know..." He murmurs huskily, "That was even better than I imagined it would be.”

“You’re a pretty good kisser.” You tell him, chuckling as you place your hand on his thigh. Leaning closely to him, you expose more of your chest to him as your breasts threaten to fall out of the top of your dress. If he was shooting his shot with you, then you would do the same with him. “What else is that mouth good for besides sweet talking?” You whisper seductively. John’s cheeks turn a fiery red as you whisper in his ear, your hand still resting on his thigh. There was a clear rush of excitement within him at the thought of your words. He leans closer, his eyes fixed on your exposed skin, his voice low and velvety.

"I can think of one or two things.. Maybe even three." He trails a finger across the skin on your knee, teasing you. "Are you sure you want to go there?" He raises an eyebrow, his expression playful.

“I think I’m pretty positive.” You tell him, leaning even closer. Your foreheads were almost touching. “What about you?” Your breath almost caressed his cheek as you spoke.

"I think we both know the answer to that question." He leans in, his lips lingering just inches away from your own. His voice is seductively quiet, his gaze locked onto yours. "I've been wanting this as much as you." His hand slides up your thigh, his fingers brushing along your smooth leg softly. He smiles again, letting his hand linger for a moment as he looks at you. You chuckle as you stand up, offering him your hand.

“My apartment is not far. If you’d like to continue in private.” You offer, hoping he wanted this as much as you did. John’s smirk returns as his gaze trails over your body once again, his eyes locked onto yours.

"I'd love to." He rises, taking your hand and grinning at you, his eyes shining with excitement. He allows you to lead the way, but not before giving you a quick once over, his eyes drinking in every curve of your body.

“Like what you see?” You say as you chuckle, leading him out of the bar and down the street. John’s smirk grows even more as you both leave the bar, hearing all of the voices die down behind you.

"Oh, I like far more than what I see." He follows close beside you as you walk out of the bar, casting his gaze all over your body as he speaks. “What I see is perfection." He leans towards you, allowing his breath across your skin to tease you as much as his words were. "What I feel when my hand brushes over your skin.." He trails a finger across your forearm. "..well, that's otherworldly." You raise an eyebrow, leaning against him as you walk together.

“You are such a charmer, aren’t you?” You question as you lead him to an incredibly nice looking apartment complex. You lead him inside to the lobby, taking him to the elevator. John’s smirk broadens at your compliment, but his face flushes red again as you lead him up to the elevator. He follows you closely as you keep your arm interlocked with his. His gaze continues to drift over your body, his eyes taking in your curves and your features. His lips move close to your ear as the elevator rises towards the desired floor. His voice is a low murmur, making you feel butterflies in your stomach just from the sound of it.

"If you think I'm charming now, just wait." He nudges you playfully.

“I’ll hold you to it.” You say as the doors open. You lead him to your apartment, showing him inside. He’s greeted with your living room, decorated exactly to your liking. The royalties from your books certainly had paid off and allowed you to live quite nicely like this. His eyebrow raises at the sight of the expensive room, his eyes traveling over his surroundings.

"Someone's got expensive taste." His gaze flicks back to you as you teasingly walk down the hallway, beckoning him with your finger. You sway your hips more than you normally would, trying to tempt him even more. His lips twisted into an even more teasing smirk as he followed you, called to your body like it was singing a siren song. He moves towards you, not wanting to waste any time as you enter the bedroom.

“Show me what you got, big guy.” You tell him as he quickly closes the distance between the two of you. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him as close to you as possible. He returns your kiss eagerly, his body responding to your touch instantly. His arms encircle your waist, pulling you closer as his lips press harder against yours. Your tongues dance together and intertwine in a sloppy, wet embrace as his other hand slips under the hem of your dress. His fingertips gently rake across your upper thighs. His hand lingers on the delicate swell of your breasts. As the kiss continued to deepen and become more desperate, his movements became increasingly urgent and desperate. You pull back to catch a bit of your breath, grinning at him.

“Oh, you’re good.” You chuckle as you bite your lip, keeping your eyes locked with his.

"And you're incredible." He whispers to you, his eyes locked on yours. He moves to kiss you once again, his hands exploring your soft body. One hand trails up your dress even further, hiking it upward. His fingers grazed across your stomach, trailing across the band of your panties. With a grin, his voice was husky as he spoke.

“On that bed, sweetheart..” It was a gentle command, one that had your heart skipping a beat. “Don’t make me tell you again, gorgeous. Don’t like repeating myself.” He gives you that same gentle smile along with the command, leading you to think there was a darker side to him. It was a magnetic pull within your body, knowing deeper and darker desires were hidden within him. You could feel it, you could see it in his eyes.

"Yes, sir." You say as you comply, biting your lip. You go to the bed, walking backward until the back of your legs come into contact with it. Falling back, John quickly closes the distance between the both of you, his lips finding your neck. His lips trail along your skin, planting light kisses along it before he pulls back to admire the sight of you. John’s hand trails up your body, his fingers gliding over your skin as he leans over you, his head and mouth hovering just above your own.

“Shit, you’re going to be the death of me.” He admits to you. You laugh as you look up at him, leaning into his touch. He slides his hands upward from your panties, slowly sliding your dress up until it reaches your upper body. You lifted yourself enough for him to pull it off and toss it aside. John chuckles at your reaction, his touch becoming slow and deliberate as he carefully removes your bra with ease. His lips find your neck again, nibbling on your skin as his fingers find your nipples. He toys with them ever so lightly, flicking them and giving light pinches that make a heat pool between your legs. You whimper, instinctively trying to squeeze your legs together even though his body was still on top of yours. After a moment, he traces his way back along your jaw, his lips trailing across your ear as he reaches your mouth. His hips shift slightly against yours, adding to the intensity of your exchange. You let out a soft whimper as you feel his hard cock, held back by his pants. You feel it press right against your pussy, making you shiver with delight and need.

“You caused that, beautiful. Now I need that pretty body to fix it.” He tells you, still with that hint of a commanding tone. Sliding your panties down yourself and tossing them aside, you didn’t care anymore how desperate for him you appeared at that moment. He glances down at your exposed body and lets out a low breath as his eyes travel over every inch of you. He can't seem to take his eyes off of your body, your curves so soft and inviting. His own clothes disappear quickly as he removes them himself, impatience overtaking him. You watch and admire his body, seeing how muscular he truly was hidden beneath his clothes. A bit of hair covered his chest and ran down his stomach. He looked absolutely delicious.

“Like what you see?” He asks teasingly, just as you had asked him before.

“Fuck, yes..” You confirm, your eyes raking up and down his body. He was exactly what you needed. He takes a hold of his cock, using it to tease you. It pressed against your thigh before it then pressed against your clit. He rubbed the head on it, causing an involuntary shudder to spread throughout your body. You gasp, biting your lip as you look up at him. The heat pooled between your legs, already giving you a tight feeling deep within your belly. You already needed release. “Tell me that you want me.” You say to him, pulling his face close to yours as he hovers over you. His breath hitches as you speak, your voice sending his heart racing. “I need to hear it.” 

"I don't want you..." His voice is hushed, his eyes locked onto yours as he speaks. "I need you." He leans closer, his breath caressing your lips. "I need to have you."

"Good answer." You tell him as you pull him in for a kiss. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him to you. He takes the hint, slowly sliding his throbbing hard cock into you. You groan with pleasure, feeling his cock filling you up inch by aching inch. His lips kiss you eagerly, his mind melting as you begin to moan for him. His lips and tongue explore eagerly, his hands gripping your waist tightly as he begins to slam his hips into yours. He pulls you closer, his hips shifting against yours. He moved in tandem with you, your connection to each other only growing with each thrust. His body gradually becomes covered in a sheen of sweat, and his breathing becomes ragged as he pumps himself into you. You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or just the passion and intensity of the moment, or perhaps a mixture of both, but you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge as he began to use his thumb to rub small circles on your clit. "I'm going to cum, I’m going to cum.." You whimper beneath him. John’s breath catches in his chest as you reach your peak, as he feels you about to clench down around his throbbing cock.

"I know.” He rasps. He can feel your body straining against him now, the rhythm of his movements becoming faster and faster. “Cum for me, beautiful.” He commands you. It's overwhelming, his passion almost primal, almost out of control. It sends you over the edge completely, making you gasp loudly and arch your back up toward him. You clenched around him as your orgasm took you, your whole body convulsing as you gripped the sheets beneath your body. You breathe heavily and shake as you cry out in pleasure, clinging onto his arms tightly. Your nails dug into his kin, making him shiver.

"Good god..” You whimper, shaking beneath him. His body trembles as he watches you climax, your pleasure and release overwhelming him in the same way. He pumps himself into you roughly a few more times. He then cums inside, his cock throbbing as he shoots his seed deep within you.

"Oh, gorgeous.." He breathes heavily, his words escaping him as he rides out his orgasm. He tries to gather himself back together as he looks down at you, covered in sweat. Both of you were breathing heavily, just looking into each other’s eyes. After a moment, he climbs onto the bed and pulls you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your body as you sit on top of him. "My god.." He murmurs, his voice low and husky. "That was incredible.." He whispers, his hand trailing over your hips and waist. You rest your head on his shoulder, trying to catch your breath.

“Shit, you're incredible." You chuckle as you trace your finger across his chest. His body shivers as your finger traces across his skin, your touch sending a jolt of pleasure throughout his body.

“I knew it would be good when I laid eyes on you, but.. I didn't know it would be this damn good." He whispers. His other hand gently holds your head against his shoulder, the weight of your body relaxing him after such an intense experience. He sighs softly as he runs his fingers through your hair, enjoying the intimate moment you were sharing. "I could get used to this."

"Me too." You chuckle as you rest on him for a bit. There was a strange bit of contentment and calm in this moment as you both just enjoyed each other's presence. You stay silent for a while before speaking up again. "Hey…”

“Hm? What’s on that brilliant mind of yours?” John asked you. Brilliant? You raised an eyebrow before brushing it off as a simple compliment.

“Would you like to stay here tonight and maybe head out for some breakfast together in the morning?" You ask him, hoping he would take your invitation for a date. "I want to get to know you better." Your heart leaped as you asked the question, worried that he only viewed you as a simple one night stand.

"Of course, gorgeous." His words are quick and eager. The heat and intensity of your passion was exciting beyond explanation, but there's something else that drew you to him even more. More than you realized. "I'd love to spend some time getting to know you better.” You smiled happily, still leaning on his shoulder with a wave of contentment and joy washing over you. You felt as if there were more to John than he let on, and you wanted to find out what it was.

"You seem interesting. And we can clearly have fun together." You chuckle. John’s body relaxes as you cuddle close to him, his eyes fluttering closed. The rush of emotions and energy he felt with you were incredible, but there was indeed something else drawing him to you. Something unexpected. He opens his eyes and looks at you, smiling slightly. His voice is quiet, his tone gentle as he speaks.

"You know, gorgeous... I don't usually do things like this. But I'm glad I did. You seem special.” He admits, admiring your face and the way your eyes sparkled as you looked at him.

"I don't usually do this either. I planned on just having some drinks and coming back here." You say as you sigh happily. "I'm glad you came to flirt with me.” John’s cheeks flush with your words, his eyes sparkling with delight.

"Same here.” He sighs, his voice growing even more hushed. "I'll admit, I had no idea what to expect tonight after our mission, but meeting you.. This is just what I needed."

"Your mission?" You ask him, curious as you trace your finger over his chest. "You're, what, in the military?" John pauses, considering whether to explain everything to you. After a moment, he leans in closer, his voice quiet and hushed.

"The short version of the answer, is that I work for the government." His grip tightens slightly around your waist, his fingers digging into your skin as his eyes locked onto yours. "I’m part of an elite squad, our missions..” He smiles a bit. "Sometimes, we do things most people would only do in their wildest dreams.” He breathes in deeply, sighing. "What do you do, beautiful?"

"I knew there was something different about you." You say, happy to have your suspicions confirmed. "That's certainly intriguing. I'm actually a writer." You say softly. “I write books. Probably doesn’t sound as exciting as going on a military mission.” John’s eyebrows rise with apparent surprise as you tell him that you’re a writer. His voice is still soft, but it shifts to a more teasing tone as he responds.

"Did I inspire your next chapter tonight? Or is there more to come?" He smirks, his eyes locking onto your own. "Maybe I could be a character in one of your books."

"You certainly could be. I do write dark romance novels." You chuckle as you trace one of your fingers over one of his muscular arms. "Handsome and mysterious man who works for the government meets a sweet girl at a bar who got stood up by a date and takes her home for the night.. that could be a good book." John smiles broadly at your tease, his eyes shutting as his body responds to your touch. “Could go in a ton of different directions.”

"Sounds like it could be quite the thrilling story." He chuckles and leans into your touch before he speaks. "I only fear what the writer will have happen to us in the end." His voice is low, his tone hinting at something hidden beneath his words. "How many dark mysteries does this little writer unravel to the reader before the story ends?"

"I don't know. I guess I'll have to see." You tell him. Something tightened in your chest. You felt a pit in your stomach, despite the fact that you didn’t feel that pit before. "You're hiding more, aren't you?" You ask him. Had you put yourself in a dangerous situation? Going home with a complete stranger like this? John’s expression shifts again as your words land in his mind, his eyes taking in your body as he considers his next words carefully. His expression is hard to read, but a small smile comes across his face as he speaks slowly.

"Maybe you want to know all about me and what I do.. But then again, it could just make the mystery all the more hot for you if you never know..” He teases you. He was right, and you knew it. Him being dangerous, mysterious and unknown to you only fueled the fire and desire you had for him. It only intensified your attraction.

"God, you're sexy." You say as you look at him. "Something about you is so enticing. I can't get enough.” Your words make his gaze intensify as he shifts his body slightly against yours.

"And this sexy government worker has been attracted to you from the first moment he saw you." His voice becomes low, hushed and intimate. "He couldn't take his eyes off you and had to come over and see if you were up for some fun." He leans in again, whispering directly into your ear. “And you certainly were.”

"And I still am." You whisper in his ear, chuckling as you run your hand down his stomach. "The little book writer wants more of that sexy government worker in my story..” You admit to him. His eyes shut at the sensation of your hand on his stomach, his breath quickening at the feeling of your touch. Your tone is playful, yet your words are filled with so much desire.

"I like your idea of that story. Sounds like some more chapters are in order." He whispers, his tone teasing. John shifts to hold you a little closer, his own hand beginning to slide down your stomach.

"Give me more to write about.." You tease him, pulling him into a passionate kiss as his hand trails between your legs once again. He finds your clit once more with ease, rubbing small circles on it as you moan into the kiss. His lips press forcefully against yours, his breathing quickening as he explores the curves of your body with his other hand. His small circles over your clit send electricity throughout your body, making you whimper in desperation for him.

"Give me more of you.." His voice is low, his words husky and heavy, filled with desire.

"I'll give you however much you want, whatever you want.." You tease as you reach down and take his cock into your hand without hesitation. You slowly sit yourself back down on him, taking his cock into your hole once more. You both sigh in pleasure as you take him deep within you. His hips meet your movement, his breath hitching as you rest down.

"Oh, I'll take it." He responds with a smirk as he reaches up to hold your face. "And I'll give you as much as you want..” He pulls your body close, his lips once again meeting yours, his other hand holding your waist and helping you bounce up and down on his cock.

"Christ, you're so sexy." You whimper to him, his breath hitching once again as you begin to bounce faster and faster. "Your words are like something from one of my books.." You remark as you continue bouncing on his cock. "Are you really real? Are you one of my fantasies made real?" John smiles at you as he watches you bounce, helping you to move on top of him with his hands on your hips. His body moved with yours, the pace growing more aggressive as time quickened on. His breath comes out in soft gasps, his tone still hushed and quiet.

"Maybe I'm one of those fantasies.. Maybe I'm a figment of your imagination.. Or maybe I'm real, and everything that's happening right now is as true as it could possibly be.”  He lets his words hang in the air as he kisses you passionately, his arms wrapping around you tightly.

"You're a living fantasy that I've only written about.." You whimper softly as you begin to move faster against him. Your head was in the clouds, your heart was fluttering, your stomach full of butterflies. He really was real. His breath hitches in his throat again as you increase your pace. His movements are quick to match the intensity and heat of the moment rising along with your tempo. He gasps in between kisses, his grunts quiet and husky as he shifts to match your movement.

"God.." He whimpers. "Don't stop.. Don't ever stop, beautiful..” His words encourage you all over again, making you move even faster against him. You wanted nothing more than to hear more and more of his enticing words. John’s body shivers in pleasure, his voice becoming raspy and heavy as he responds. "Fuck.." He groans. "You're incredible..” He lets his words hang once again as he kisses you passionately, his touch growing more and more frantic as he responds to your movements.

"Come undone for me." You tell him softly as you move on top of him. He bites his lips as he feels your words in his ears. His body reacts immediately, his movements growing increasingly erratic. He lets out a low moan, his voice suddenly ragged and hoarse.

"God, gorgeous.. Yes.." The intensity of the moment is overwhelming. His hips pump up into you frantically, his hands holding you tightly. "Yes.." He lets out another groan, leaning into your body. "Just.. Don't stop..” You continue your wild hip movements just as he wanted, pressing your forehead to his to watch him unravel beneath you.

"Let it go. Come undone. Let it out for me." His voice becomes a heavy, husky murmur as you continue your hard and fast pace. His body responds with a wild abandon, his hips moving up into yours frantically and his face flushed with desire.

"Please.. You.. I'm losing myself.." His hips shift rapidly. He can't hold it back anymore. It's too much. "You... God, you're going to make me..." He barely manages to speak as he lets out another groan. His groans halt as his body begins to shudder. You look deeply into his eyes as you feel him come undone. You happily watch as he shivers and shakes, smiling to yourself proudly.

"Yeah, that's it handsome..” You say softly, your legs growing tired as you struggle to keep holding yourself up.

"God.. princess.” The sound of that nickname leaves his lips with a groan, his hips slamming against yours in a final thrust before he trembles. A long moan escapes his lips, his body tense and trembling. He cums deep within you again, his seed filling you even more than you already were. His cock pulsates within you as you milk every bit of cum that you can. You clench around him tightly, pulling every little drop from his cock possible. For a moment, he doesn't speak as he tries to catch his breath.

"Fuck me.." His voice is almost hoarse. "You are incredible.” He shifts his hips a bit and keeps his cock inside of you, his eyes fluttering closed as he tries to gather himself. He lets out a deep breath as a soft smile spreads across his lips. You giggle as you stay in his lap, resting your head on his shoulder again.

"Glad I could make you feel so good." His arm wraps around your back, clinging onto you tightly. He lets out a content sigh as he embraces you.

"Just.. God, that was.." He trails off, his words a mess as he tries to recover. "That was.. Amazing," He finally gets out. His soft gaze rests on your eyes as he speaks. "You're amazing."

"You're amazing." You retort. "I'm just a writer. But you.." You say, chuckling. "An incredibly sexy government agent with so many secrets who's good in bed? Are you sure you didn't come straight out of one of my books?" You joke with him, playfully tapping his nose with your finger. His smile returns at your words.

"Who knows?" His tone is teasing, not taking your question seriously for even a moment. "You never know what your characters will get up to when you're not looking." He smirks. His words make you laugh as you kiss his cheek softly. It was like you had finally manifested your true desires after all these years of yearning for it, of writing about it.

“I really want to know more about you, John. We only met tonight but.. god, the way you make me feel. It's incredible." He looks at you as you speak, his smile soft and genuine.

“The way you make me feel..” He pauses before he speaks, considering your words carefully. "I'll tell you whatever you want to know about me, gorgeous.." He says with an almost shy tone. "I'm an open book, if you want it." A pause. "But I’d hate to ruin this wonderful mystery for the book writer." He smirks playfully, patting your hip with his hand.

"Then I'll learn over time." You say as you smile at him. "You still want to get some breakfast with me in the morning, don't you?" He nods immediately.

“I would love nothing more. But there’s one little question I’ve been meaning to ask.” He admits. You nod, waiting to answer him. “Why exactly were you still at the bar? I know you got stood up, but.. How long were you waiting there?”

“I..” You begin to speak but your face drops a bit. "He was supposed to be there by eight. I was there until you showed up." You admit. "I've been single for a long time. Everyone always just stops talking to me or leaves my life without a word. Uses me, takes advantage of me.. So maybe I was just hoping he would still show up." He wraps both arms around you, embracing you sweetly as if he were trying his best to comfort you away from that line of thinking.

“Maybe he did you a favor. He certainly did me a favor. He missed out on a good night with an incredible woman.” He smiles at you warmly. It was hard not to smile back. "Don't let that make you feel any less about yourself." He tilts your chin upwards, making eye contact with you. "He didn't know what he was missing..”

"I think he did do me a favor. I got to meet you." You say as you look into his eyes. He could see how much it melted you when he tilted your chin upward. You lean into his touch every passing moment just making you need and want more of him. "You're too good to be real." You say, smiling a bit.

"If you say so. But I can assure you that I'm real." John’s other hand runs along your waistline, his fingers tracing the outline of your body once again. In the soft light of the bedroom of the glow coming from the city lights just outside the window, there's an undeniable sense of romance and passion between the two of you.

“Why were you at the bar then?” You ask, curious.

“Unwinding after a long mission.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.

“Hopefully I helped you unwind.” You say, winking at him playfully. He nods his head in agreement. You hold each other for a while, admiring the glow of the city lights flooding the room. “I’m excited to get to know you more, government agent.” You tease him.

“And I you, sexy little author.” He chuckles as you kiss his lips once more. “You know..” He begins, his voice turning a bit darker than it was before. "Those sweet, sexy words of yours made for the perfect seduction." You stop dead in your tracks. The mood between you both immediately shifted into something more sinister.

“What..?” You say, looking into his eyes. His eyes have completely changed into something darker. Something deeper than simple flirtation and desire. You think for a moment before pulling back and looking at him. "Wait a second.. Do you know who I am? You made it sound like you read one of my books to seduce me.” His eyes trail your body once again, his fingers tracing along your stomach and chest. You remembered in that moment.. He never asked for your name. Not once.

"I mean, I’ve read many of the chapters you've written.” He admits, tracing your curves. John pauses for a moment. “You want to hear the truth?” You nod slowly as you watch his fingers tracing your body. You felt excitement flooding your mind at the thought of this man going through all of this just to seduce you. "I read one of your books, princess. Several of them, in fact." He looks at you with a serious and almost.. depraved expression. "And I saw a woman who captured every ounce of my attention on page after page. A woman with desires that matched my own, a rare treasure." He takes a moment to look away, his face growing a little sad as his tone takes on a hint of shame. "Maybe it was wrong of me.. But.." He pauses. He takes a deep breath once again and meets your eyes again. "I wanted to learn more about you. I wanted to know if you were the woman you portrayed in your books.” You find yourself dumbfounded, unsure of how you should feel. You knew it was wrong, but something about it was so fucking exciting.

“How did you know I’d be at the bar? Using your government worker privileges?” You ask, trying to piece every little detail together.

“Honestly, gorgeous.. I’ve been watching you for a while. Maybe I shouldn’t have, but.. I’ve been watching where you go. Who you see. I’ve watched you sleep from the window.” He admits, looking across the building to another tall building that he must have been watching you from. “You look gorgeous pleasuring yourself at night. Do you know that?” He smiles, eyeing you up and down with desire.

“You watched me touch myself?” You ask him. It was wrong, everything about it was wrong.. So why were you so excited at the thought of this?

“I did. Loved it when you’d put yourself ass up and use that machine to fuck yourself. Gave me the perfect view of everything.” He admitted, watching your expression. You looked toward the building across the street again. He pointed to the corner most room on the right. “That room right there. Perfect view.” You looked at him, a mixture of excitement and fear coursing through your veins.

“How long?” You ask.

“Long time, gorgeous.” He smiles with that sweet smile, as if nothing he said would have been so wrong to anyone who heard it outside of this room. You sat there for the longest time, unsure of how to respond or what to do about the situation.

“So.. am I like the women in my books?” You ask, looking into his dark eyes. You were unable to come up with anything else to say or ask him.

“The woman I fell for when I read your books, is exactly the woman who sits in this bed with me tonight.” He tells you. “Because I know you want this, just like I do.”

"John.." You whisper. "You know exactly what I write. You know how dark my romance novels can be. Stalking, lying, deception and deceit. You know the type of men I like." You say as you look into his eyes, your own darkening with desire. "You're exactly the type of man I want. You stalked me and lied to me to get me into bed. You used my books just to find the right words to say to seduce me. I've never been so excited in my life." You admit to him, putting all of your dark desires into the opening. It’s not like he didn’t already know. John freezes as your own body language becomes more confident and assertive. He can't help but smile as he watches you lean in closely and whisper your darkest desires to him like this.

"In your books, the men play with their women, using them as mere toys for their own pleasure. Even though the woman loves it.." He pauses, a small grin grows on his face. "But that's not what I'm going to do to you. That’s not all I want.”

“I know exactly what you want with me.” You tell him, all of the filthy words you spewed onto the pages of your books flooding your mind again. You knew your own depraved mind better than anyone else, after all.

“Oh you do? What do you think I want, then?” He asks, watching you closely and squinting his eyes.

“I can feel it. I know which book you used to seduce me." You say as you trail a finger down his chest. "You want to keep me as a little pet. A little plaything that you can love and use for pleasure. Don't you?" You ask him, reminding him of the exact book he had used to seduce you. “You.. you want me to stay locked away here in my apartment, ready for your use at any time.” He takes a deep breath as you speak. You’ve definitely hit the nail on the head with your response.

"Princess..” He leans in closer, his voice a little bit more serious as he speaks. "The reason I found you, why I stalked you, why I.. Did everything that I did tonight..” He pauses for a moment. "Was so I could have EXACTLY what you're describing.. You as my plaything.. Mine to use however I see fit..” He lets out a soft and husky laugh. “I want complete control of you.”

“Christ..” You shiver as you cling onto him even tighter. “I’ve never been so excited in my life.” You admit, showing the full view of your truest desires. He chuckles darkly, his eyes looking deeply into yours with a hint of sadistic enjoyment.

"I think I'm going to enjoy making you mine, beautiful."

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Calming The Voices (Male Reader)

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You and Jinx have gradually become closer over time. With your understanding, kindness and patience, she’s learned that she can trust you and that she’s safe with you. One day, this patience and kindness pays off as she leaves a note by your bedside as you sleep to meet her under The Last Drop.

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The Last Drop. The mention of that name brings about different memories and reminders, depending on who you’re mentioning it to. A look of fondness or admiration, regret, or even glares of anger. Most just decided not to mention the past except in hushed whispers to trusted friends and allies. Most who would have supported Vander’s ideals had fallen in line to Silco, begrudgingly so. Others wholeheartedly supported the new ideals without question.

Not to say that Silco didn’t have plenty of people above the nobodies who hated him and wanted all the power instead of him, but that’s entirely irrelevant to you. It’s not something you care in the slightest to have an interest in. You were all in the same shit situation down here regardless of who happens to be in charge.

The past of this bar felt long a long distant memory to most in the Undercity. Today, ever since Silco took hold of the reins, it had become a den of shady deals, hushed whispers of anarchy, the place to go when you needed a fix. There were massive profits to be had from feeding vices, which was obviously recognized by Silco himself. One thing would always remain true, whether you were from the Undercity or from the world above it..

Everyone has a vice, no matter who they are. With Silco in charge, The Last Drop existed to feed whatever vice anyone happened to have. You were almost guaranteed to find something here to feed into your basest pleasures.

Not you, though. You were different from all the others. Your vice, it couldn’t be bought or sold. Your vice was no drug. Nothing you could smoke or inject. No drink of choice that would burn your throat all the way down until it warms your belly, causing your cheeks to flush red. No, your vice is something else entirely. Something that others feared much more than drugs or alcohol. Something that none of them would ever touch or even attempt to do so. It certainly wasn’t an option on the menu here.

Her.

You stood outside The Last Drop, pulling out the note that had been silently left by her on your bedside table in the middle of the night. She had a way of being.. A bit quirky, if nothing else. The drawing had pink and blue drawings of mechanical monkey faces, along with a few simple words and a small grease stain.

Beneath The Last Drop. Metal stairs. Tonight.

You placed it back in your coat pocket. Her way of showing her desire to open up to you was a bit odd, but that’s how she was. You didn’t mind. You knew she had been through a lot. A lot more than a person should have to suffer through. Although she hadn’t told you in great detail, you could always see the pain and hurt behind her eyes. The way the voices in her head would seem to be so loud within her own mind. No matter how much she tried to hide it, you could see through the facade she put on for others. That facade always threatened to fall away when she was with you. She showed you, and only you, who she truly was. A woman full of great pain and sadness. She wasn’t someone who needed to be fixed or cured. She was someone who just needed to be loved properly. You were more than happy to be that person for as long as she would allow you to be.

As you stared at the bar, basking in the growing green light, you took a moment to remember how your relationship with her began. At first, it seemed to frustrate her. The way that she struggled to maintain herself around you gave her a strong mixture of irritation and curiosity. She halfway avoided you for quite some time, although you happened to catch her a time or two keeping an eye on you from a distance. Or the few times she would accidentally bump into you.. Eventually though, she seemed to open up more and more to the idea of you and the feelings you gave her when you came around. You never pushed her to talk. Always a wonderful listener, you always let her take the reins of any conversation that you shared with her. Over time, she’s gradually begun to be more herself around you. She would let herself get emotional or upset. You would just listen, always listen, and it was as if you could somehow understand what she was trying to say. Even when she didn’t fully understand it herself, you always managed to.

Her way of thanking you was often a kiss on the cheek before she quickly and swiftly disappeared, or a small wind up gift she would make and leave by your bedside as you slept. Usually monkey themed, of course. Sometimes they would walk, sometimes they would have a music box placed inside to play a little tune. She always put her heart into how she thanked you.

You adored her. Just as she was. She didn't need to change. She just needed love and understanding.

As you walked toward the bar and stepped inside, the pounding of the music filled your ears. Glasses could barely be heard being moved around and touched together over all the noise. Everyone here was always loud and lively. The quietest parts of the room were the edge and corner booths, in which everyone always made their deals and shady, half hearted agreements. Those were the places where the most whispers would ever occur in this room. The rest of the place was the opposite. Everyone else laughed at the bar, or danced to the music in the center of the room. Punches were thrown quite often here, leading to people being kicked out. Eventually they’d almost always find their way back in though. Someone would really have to go to an extreme extent to be permanently banned from here, and the ones who did something bad enough to get to that point were usually found dead in the end. Drugs were used all throughout the bar without a care in the world. Smoke swirled throughout the air, almost heavy enough to make you choke on your breath. It made the room hazy and unclear, along with the flashing strobe lights.

You didn’t bother looking around. You knew she wouldn’t be here with all the noise and clatter, even if you didn’t have the note she left for you. Having spent time with her in the amount of time that you have thus far, you knew better. She liked to be here only when everyone else was gone. When it was quiet. This wasn’t your kind of scene, and it certainly wasn’t hers either.

The large, brooding bartender watched as you stepped close to the bar, glaring at you. His gaze followed you closely. He was bald, covered in piercings and tattoos, keeping his arms crossed to give off an intimidating appearance. Seemingly, he knew why you were there. He nodded, motioning his head for you to go through the door back behind the bar. He didn’t necessarily seem to care too much.. Until after you made it past. When you did, the bartender was suddenly bombarded by patrons of the bar. Some of the patrons were getting angry, frustrated. They somehow got the idea in their heads that you had the option of going back to Silco’s office to talk to him directly without requesting it first. They wanted to talk to him, ask for favors, offer their services to him to earn his favor.

You didn’t give a single shit about Silco. You wanted to see her.

You could hear the bartender cursing as the music began to fade away. His fists slammed loudly against the bar, causing a quick, momentary silence among the patrons.

“Fuck off, Silco ain’t seein’ anybody right now. Pack of fuckin’ hyenas, all of ya. If he had any reason to need ya, then you wouldn’t have to beg!” You could vaguely hear the disgruntled groans of the patrons before it all eventually began to fade away.

You walked straight past what you could tell was Silco’s office. It was the only one that looked relatively nice, compared to the other doors in the same hallway that were more plain. Those people in the bar could never understand that you didn’t care about him or what he wanted. The only reason he crossed your mind at all was because of how he treated her.

She deserved better than everything she’s ever gotten in her life. He cared about her, in his own incredibly odd and unhealthy way. It was for his own selfish reasons though. You knew better than to say that to either of them, so you kept the thoughts inside about him when around Jinx. You knew it would trigger her.

As you continued walking down the hall past his office, the walls began to open up a bit more. Walls that were covered with wood or wallpaper were replaced with metal and tin. You found the metal steps that the note mentioned, seeing that they opened up into a large metal chasm. Somehow, it was mostly quiet here. All the noise from the bar was completely gone. There was only the humming of some mechanical fans that lined the walls.

Jinx had always taken her time to decorate every little thing she created or touched. This room was no exception. A pathway of metal stood before you, with no railing to prevent anything or anyone from falling off the edge and into the large metal chasm below. A large circular walkway stood in the center, a desk fashioned from more metal lining the entire piece. There were a few more walkways leading to dead ends with more of her things, but you were unfocused on those at the moment as you walked warily along the path.

It was a bit nerve wracking, walking along this metal path with nothing to prevent you from falling. If anything else, it showed how little she seemed to care for her own well being that she would make no effort to place any kind of railing on the edge.

She sat at the desk in the center, facing away from you. You could see the glow of her tools igniting and sparking as she worked on some mechanical pieces. You could see the heads of those little monkey bombs that you had come to recognize strewn about the desk next to her. She must have been creating more of them for something that would be happening soon. Her head bobbed, her blue braids dancing on her back as her music played. Purple and blue lights, as well as drawings of the same colors, adorned random parts of the whole area. She quickly heard your footsteps, turning her music down. She giggled as she stood up, removing her goggles and tossing them onto the table. One of her monkey bomb heads fell to the floor, but she seemed to pay it no mind.

She stood there with her hands behind her back, swaying playfully. You really came to adore her mannerisms and how she carried herself. Something about it was just so cute.

“No trouble finding me?” She asked, walking toward you slowly. Step by step, her hips swayed along with her braids. She was intoxicating to look at and watch. She moved with a gracefulness and smoothness that was difficult to look away from. Her eyes were always so expressive, so pretty and blue. They were bright and full when she saw you, different from the way they looked when she saw anybody else. You’d seen her angry, sad, frustrated, every emotion you could imagine. The way her eyes changed when she saw you though, it was something entirely unique.

“Not at all. Pretty self explanatory.” You tell her. “Pretty sure I pissed off the bartender though.” You mention, shrugging your shoulders. She groaned and rolled her eyes.

“Oh, he’s just a big mean lug anyways. He’s always mad!” She places her hands on her hips, pursing her lips. “He gets mad cuz I only come up there when they’re closed. Don’t like all the people and the noise.” She hummed and shrugged her shoulders. “‘Scuse me, big jerk.” You smiled at her mannerisms, looking behind her to the pile of monkey bombs.

“Making more?” You asked her curiously, walking over to the forgotten head on the floor that had fallen when you arrived. Picking it up, you looked at it closely. She really went out of her way to put intricate detail into every little thing she did, and it never failed to fascinate you.

“Yeah, somethin’ big in the works I guess.” She says, tilting her head and smiling as you run your fingers across the monkey head. “Cute little guys, right?”

“They are very cute, yes.” You say, sadness evident in your voice. It was hard to know she would be putting herself in another dangerous situation again soon.

“I know, I know.” She groaned, as if understanding what your voice was implying. “You don’t want me in danger. But I gotta be.” She approaches you more closely, leaning down and looking up at you. “I’ll be fine!”

“I’m worried one day that you won’t be.” You admit to her, sitting the monkey head down gently on the table. You feel her take a hold of your wrist, shaking her head.

“Not now. Not gonna talk about it. Not now. Wanna..” The shine in her eyes begins to quickly change. They began to fill with tears that she was now trying to hold back. She often switched between emotions very quickly, and you had learned to adapt to it. “Want you to meet some people.” She tells you slowly, her gaze rapidly moving from you to the floor. Her head falls as she pulls you along with her by your wrist, leading you to a different part of the walkway than the one you entered from.

It was a small area, a dead end on the edge of one end of the metal walkway. It was lit up in blue and purple. A large, well made doll with spiked hair sat on the couch, resting back as if it were relaxing. Its head was downturned and its feet were up on the coffee table in front of it, as if it had fallen asleep there. Another doll was hanging next to it. It was much smaller in size, more rounded, and wore a pair of broken and busted up goggles.

Jinx brought you to the area, her eyes filling with tears and struggling to hold it all back. She was full of emotion about this, so you stayed quiet to let her handle it and talk about it in her own way. She squeezed your wrist before letting go, sitting on the metal floor with a light thud. She curled up like she always did when she was upset, pulling her knees to her chest and covering her mouth. She mumbled.

“Mylo and Claggor..” She kept her eyes on the dolls. You carefully sat down next to her, looking at the dolls with her. She seemed to have made them with great care and detail. “Mylo picked on me a lot.” Jinx twitched her head a bit. “Powder could never do anything right, could she?”

“Powder?” You asked her. She remained still.

“Me. Who I used to be, anyway. She could never do anything right.” She suddenly twitched again, covering her ears. “Shut up, I’m trying!” She growled at no one. “I only wanted to help!” She yelled again, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. “Shut up, shut up.. She’s dead now, so shut up!” She whimpered to herself. She kept her ears covered and closed her eyes. You carefully lifted your arm, gently wrapping it around her shoulder.

“Hey, it’s okay.. I’m here.” You whispered softly to her. She was shaking. You’d seen her have moments like this before, but still didn’t know the full extent of what she was experiencing. You assumed it was hallucinations or memories popping back up into her head, but you never pried. Deep within your heart, you knew that she would tell you when she was ready and able to talk about it. The last thing she needed was another person pushing her.

“I never stop hearing voices.” She admits to you as she lets you hold her. “I’ve never shown them to anyone before.” She tells you, looking at her dolls once again. Even the dolls were made with great care, as everything was that she created by hand. She was so talented.

“Hey..” You begin to speak to her once again. “You don’t have to-” She cuts you off.

“It’s my fault they're dead. They live inside my head because I just wouldn't listen. Stupid, stupid Powder!” She grumbled, halfway smacking the side of her own head in frustration. You hated knowing she felt like this. She’s held onto these feelings for such a long time now and is still having trouble letting them out.

“Jinx..” You say softly as you turn more toward her on the cold, metal floor. You wrap both of your arms around her this time from her side. “Stop. Don’t make yourself upset. Thank you for showing me this. But you don’t need to keep going.” You remind her, letting her make the choice for herself. She sniffles, wrapping herself in your embrace more tightly. She rests her head on your chest, her body relaxing just a bit more as she closes her eyes and breathes in and out deeply. You can hear her occasional sniffles, as well as the light shivering and shaking she would do once every few moments.

“You understand me better than anyone else does.” She says to you, still muffled by your chest.

“I don’t really understand, I’ll admit that. But, I’m always going to be patient with you, Jinx.” You remind her.

“I know.” She tells you. She sniffles a few more times before pulling away, her playful demeanor quickly returning. This was how she coped, and you were going to let her do what she needed to do to handle things. “Hey, lemme show you something else!” She quickly jumps up, pulling you up from the floor. She leads you by your wrist once again to a different side of the metal chasm. It was another dead end, but this area was a bit different. She had placed a railing alongside this part of the area. It was more dimly lit, with candles instead of her usual bright purple and blue lights. To be honest, it looked like a nest. It was built with a canopy overhead, and inside was a large spread of bedding and pillows. Blankets and plushies adorned the outside edge. It looked like an inviting, cozy area to sleep.

“This is nice, Jinx. Is this where you’ve been sleeping?” You asked curiously.

“Yes! But I made it bigger and safer, ya know? In case..” Her eyes darted toward a small box next to one of her plushies. It was unmistakable what it was. It was an outfit of your own that you quickly recognized. Along with leaving gifts at your place while you slept, she must have taken the opportunity to gather up some of your clothing as well.

“Is that..?” You began to ask. She approached you, waving her arms back and forth frantically as she tried to explain herself.

“I just grabbed it when I put that note on your nightstand! I figured, ya know, I mean, if you ever got sleepy or tired you could, stay here with.. Me? Maybe?” She continued to frantically rant, her cheeks flushing with a light pink hue. “I mean, you don’t have to. I just thought the option might be nice? And the canopy closes, so we can have more privacy. I can get you some food from the bar too!” As she frantically spilled words from her lips, you couldn’t help but smile.

She said it herself. You truly did understand her better than anyone else did.

“Jinx..” You whispered as you approached her, wrapping your arms around her. Your hands circled her slender waist, falling to her lower back. She always felt so small and delicate, even though you knew she was far from that. She was a tough warrior, in her strength of body as well as emotion. “It’s okay. I understand. Relax. I’ll stay with you tonight, if you want me to.” Her eyes filled with emotion again, taking on a sweet innocence. She nodded, giving you a gentle smile. She silently pulled you into the little nest of bedding she had made, sitting down on the soft fabrics. She got onto her knees, reaching up to pull the strings holding the canopy open. It closed with a light flutter, giving the both of you a little more privacy than you felt like you had before in the wide open chasm. It felt like you were both alone, in your own little world in this little space together. She turned back around to face you, crawling close to you. Without much warning, she crawled into your lap without a word. She kicked off her shoes behind her as she crawled, then placed her hands on your shoulders to steady herself. She simply hugged you tightly. Her head rested on your shoulder as she kept her hands in place. You wrapped your arms around her slender waist, pulling her against you as much as you physically could.

Both of you simply enjoyed the moment for a long time. You rubbed her lower back, causing her to sigh happily as she enjoyed the feeling of your touch. She clearly felt safer in your arms than she did anywhere else in the world. You wanted her to have a place to not be afraid, to let things out and allow herself to just breathe for a while.

After that long moment of silence and peace, Jinx lifts her head from your shoulders. She looks at you with something new, something you’d never seen before in her eyes. They were sparkling, anticipation and other unclear emotions were raging inside of her. It was written all over her face. Instinctively, she pressed her body against yours even more, as if she couldn’t get close enough to you.

“Sorry, I just..” She began to tell you as she squeezed you tightly. “Need this, you.” She admits to you, rubbing her face into your shoulder and settling it in a cozy spot.

You couldn’t control it. In that moment, you felt a twitch. Your cock reacted to her body. You tried to hold it back, but how could you? She was stunning, perfect, and she was sitting right in your lap, on top of you.

You’ve imagined something like this with her many times, although you’ve never pressured her for it. You waited until she was ready and willing to do it on her own. Now that she was, it felt a hundred times better than you could have ever imagined.

“Jinx, what’s wrong?” You asked her. As much as you wanted her, you had to be sure with no doubts at all that you weren’t misinterpreting or misunderstanding her body language. She kept looking down at you, eyes still swirling with emotions. Her face changes were always rapid. Excited, nervous, happy, sad, drained. It must have been incredibly tiring for her, flipping through all of her emotions with such quickness and intensity all the time. You let her know you were still there and continued to rub her lower back gently.

“Not wrong, not really.” She whispers, her gaze darting down and back up to your eyes. You moved a hand to her cheek, holding her face. She melts into your hand, closing her eyes. “It’s right, at least I think it is..” One of her hands reached up, gently taking a hold of your face as well. Her nails lightly touched your cheeks on each side as she gently squeezed them in her slender fingers. It was becoming too difficult not to react to her. Your cock grew harder, and you knew she could feel it pressing against her now as she still sat in your lap. She moved her hips just enough against you to make you feel her. To make you want her.

“Jinx, if you don’t stop.. I can’t control-” She cuts you off, squeezing your face just a bit more. Not nearly enough to hurt, no. It was a squeeze that told you that she was trying to open up. To tell you exactly what she was hoping for at this moment. What she truly needed and wanted. You could see the internal struggle in her eyes of trying to find the right words to say to you. She held her breath only for a moment, before leaning in close to whisper in your ear.

“Make the voices stop.” She told you. It wasn’t really a command, it felt more like a request. Even.. maybe a desperate plea. You could quiet everything going on within her mind. You were the one thing that could calm the whirlwind of emotion and overwhelming fire that threatened to consume her mind entirely.

You pulled her by her waist against your body as you crashed your lips into hers. Both of your tongues quickly began to dance with one another in a sloppy, wet embrace. She let out such soft and sweet sighs, it made you twitch even more with need for her. You needed to hear more as she fell into the heat of pleasure caused by your touch.

Her hips ground down into yours, as if she were trying her hardest to turn you into a mess of need for her. Or, maybe she was just that desperate for you too. Playfully, she uses her strength to push you down to the floor completely. Falling onto the blankets and pillows now beneath you, she giggles adorably, watching your eyes widen with fascination and desire.

“Lookin’ nice and comfy there, handsome.” She says as she carefully begins removing her top. Her fingers slipped beneath the fabric too slowly, teasing you. She begins to lift it up, letting her breasts fall free. They were enough to be a nice handful, perky too. Her nipples were already hard, made more so by the cool air around you both. The tent in your pants was becoming an aching annoyance at this point, standing at attention with desire to be with her. You begin to move your arms to touch her, but she stops you. She places your hands by the wrists back down to the blankets beneath you. “Not yet!” She tells you, smiling playfully. She begins to remove her pants too, somehow doing it smoothly and gracefully despite the awkward height of the canopy overhead. They get tossed in a forgotten pile off to the side with her shoes.

This was the first time you’d seen her body fully like this. Her blue cloud tattoos on her arms and side were fully visible to your eyes. Her skin was as pale as porcelain, and her waist was slender. She was fully shaved as well.

She took a hold of the waistband of your pants, her fingers curling to get a hold of your underwear along with them. She begins to pull them down slowly, carefully looking at your body. Her nails just barely raked across your skin as she did so, sending shivers down your spine. She noticed giving you a cheeky grin. It was her first time seeing you like this too, and she was just as excited as you were. She slowly pulls them all the way down, tossing them aside with her own clothes. You lift yourself up enough to pull your own shirt overhead, lying back down on the blankets. Sitting up just enough on some pillows to watch her, she giggles adorably, almost slithering her way down between your legs. She keeps her pretty blue eyes locked with yours, her slender fingers finding their way to wrap around your cock. Her touch was somehow so delicate and soft, completely enrapturing you. She chuckles as she tilts her head from side to side, looking at your cock as if she were trying to memorize it. She carefully leans forward, almost letting the tip touch her lips..

Before blowing air on it. You shivered, causing her to giggle even more.

“Jinx, come on..” You breathe out in a huff. She then suddenly presses it to her lips, licking and kissing the head. Shivers run down your spine as you watch her and uncontrollably let a groan escape from deep in your chest. Those blue eyes of hers were staying locked with yours to see every reaction that she coaxed out of you. You were mesmerized by her gaze as she began to take it all into her mouth as much as she could. She managed to let out little chuckles and smiles as she would pull away or take it further in. Her feet swung in the air, back and forth, while she bobbed up and down on your cock. Her long blue braids were strewn about the blankets around her. She controlled her gagging noises well, letting them be just loud enough for you to hear and enjoy.

Her hands made their way to your balls, carefully rubbing them and giving them just as much attention as she was giving your cock. You were completely unsure of how she was so good at this, but man.. You were lucky.

“Fuck, if you don’t stop..” You began, your words trailing off as she pulled away with a small pop. She continued swinging her feet, tilting her head to one side. She pursed those adorable swollen lips of hers.

“I have a better place for it.” She hurriedly states to you as she gets up, crawling on top of you. You had to admire the way she looked. She looked beautiful in any mood, any lighting, any outfit, including nothing at all. She was perfect. You knew she didn’t think it, but you knew it more than anyone else in the world.

“You’re perfect.” You tell her, causing her to halt her movements on top of you. Her eyes change once again as she settles herself on your legs, naked and looking down at you. Her eyes had gone back to that hint of innocence, something sweet and precious. “You are to me.” You reassure her. Her lip quivers before she shakes her head, shaking away the emotions.

“Be all sappy later!” She tells you, playfully slapping your chest. She didn’t want to be consumed with sad or frustrating emotions right now. She wanted to be consumed with you and your touch, your presence. You were more than happy to oblige.

“I’m sorry.” You chuckle as you smile up at her. You watch as she moves with grace, lifting her body up skillfully above your cock. She positions your cock herself with her own hand, right where you want it to be. She rubs the head against her slick folds, moaning softly as she feels how hard it is. She teases you by doing this over and over, letting you get just a small feeling of what it would be like to be inside of her. It already feels like heaven, waiting just directly above you. “Jinx, I don’t know if I can keep handling the teasing.” You admit to her, letting your thumb rub small circles on her hips as they rocked back and forth. She moved them fluidly, as if they were water themselves. Reaching behind her, you grab her ass and give it a gentle squeeze, causing her to let out a small squeal.

“Perv.” She smiles.

“Well, duh. Look at you..” Half growling, you squeeze it again, hoping you can urge her to just sit down on your cock. It wasn’t surprising that she was being a little tease. She brought one of her fingers up to her mouth, biting it to stifle a moan. Fuck, it was too cute. In that moment, you couldn’t stand to resist her any longer. Taking your hands and placing them on her hips, you carefully begin pulling her down on your cock. Her insides envelop you like a warm blanket, making your body shiver in pleasure. A groan escapes your lips, as does a soft moan escapes hers. She fully sits down on your cock, a moan hitching in her throat as she feels how deep you are inside of her. She places both of her hands on your chest to steady herself.

“Oh..” Is all she can manage to say. You both relaxed for that moment, enjoying the sensation. You could feel her heart beating through her body, you could feel it when she squeezed herself around your cock. It was such intense pleasure that it was almost too much.

Almost.

“Take your time.” You reassure her. “Move when you’re-” She cuts you off, lifting herself up slowly to let her body then settle back down. She felt like velvet wrapping around you as she enveloped you, welcoming you into her body once again. She began moving up and down on her own, slowly and keeping a steady pace. Her hands continued to stay planted on your chest for leverage and assistance as she began bouncing up and down with ease on your cock. Reaching up, you took a hold of her breasts, kneading the supple flesh before gently pinching her nipples. She let out a small squeal, chuckling as she let you touch her where you wanted.

Boy.. did you most certainly do.

You took the opportunity to let your hands wander everywhere. All those places you’ve craved to touch for so long were now finally in your grasp, quite literally. You weren’t going to waste a single moment of the opportunity. She wasted none of her time either, expertly moving her hips against yours as she looked into your eyes. She bit her lower lip, throwing her head back. It didn’t take long for her to become more erratic with her movements, like she wasn't able to maintain her composure from the pleasure you were giving her. The feeling of her wrapped around you like this, her getting off on you like this, it was better than you could have ever imagined. Her moans began bordering on whimpers and whines as she rode you wildly, like you were a horse trying to buck her off. It was completely unhinged and erratic, wild just like she was.

“Fuck, Jinx..” You admired her beauty and uncontrolled madness as she rode you as she desired. She then leaned back on her arms, using her legs to expertly ride you that way. It gave you a beautiful view of her hips, stomach and breasts. Moving your hand along her inner thigh, you slowly ran it up until it came upon her now dripping wet pussy. Your thumb found her clit before you began rubbing small circles on it. She gasped, slowing the movements of her hips just enough to let you play with her. Her body began to shiver as you did so, small and subtle jerking movements, unable to be controlled by her, overtook her. You could feel her pussy clenching around your cock as her orgasm began to build within her body. Her stamina was outmatched as she showed no signs of slowing down above you.

You could feel your own orgasm growing close. As difficult as it was to stop, you didn’t want it to end like this. Not yet. You slowed the movements of her hips yourself, making her curiously look back down at you. Partially because you weren’t ready for it to end, yes. However, you wanted to take her in a different way. Just for a bit. As long as you’ve imagined having her writhing in pleasure beneath you, you were more than ready to finally truly see it.

“Jinx, let me.” You tell her, holding her hips in place and keeping them steady. Both of you stared at each other for a bit, breathing still ragged and shaky from each of you. She seemed to understand as she slowly lifted her hips, letting your cock fall free. She quickly moved to lie down next to you. Just as quickly did you take your opportunity to climb on top of her.

She was somehow even more gorgeous like this. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure and desire as if she were in a daze. Her cheeks were flushed pink. She bit her lip, her lipstick smeared just enough to be a little messy upon her face.

She arched her back toward you, encouraging you to continue on with her. You happily obliged, wrapping your hands around her perfect waist. You quickly positioned yourself, becoming more frantic with need for her. You now knew how good it felt to be inside her, and you didn’t want to go without feeling it even for a moment.

“Hurry..” She whispered, unable to help herself either. She needed you just as much as you needed her. It was the hottest thing you’d ever seen, her beneath you urging you to continue and take her as yours in the most intimate way humanly possible. You pressed the head of your cock against her hole, slowly pushing forward to let her envelop you once again. You groaned as she inhaled and sighed in pleasure. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling of you inside of her and memorizing every little detail of how it all felt to her. Opening her eyes once again, she wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling your face close to hers. She loved looking into your eyes, and that’s exactly what she continued to do as you began to thrust in and out of her slick heat.

“Jinx..” You breathed out, feeling your body begin to shiver as you felt your orgasm growing closer. You couldn’t help yourself, and you knew that you’d be unable to last much longer. Lifting your upper body back up away from her face, you began to thrust into her just a little faster. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she lifted her hips, letting you reach as deep as you physically could inside of her. Her pussy almost felt like it was trying to just suck you in and hold you there.

“Cum..” She groaned breathlessly. You weren’t sure if she meant you, or herself. Regardless, reaching between her legs, you began to circle her clit once more with your thumb as you felt your own body beginning to reach its peak.

“You first.” You teased her, grinning. She grinned back, teasingly squeezing herself around your cock as tightly as she could manage.

“No, you.” She stated in response. It was a challenge then, but you were close to failing. Was it worth it to just let her win? Or give her a challenge?

Before you had too long to decide on the more fun and pleasurable option, she lifted her legs from around your body to rest them on your shoulders. With her amount of flexibility, she let you press her against the floor, your face now able to come close to hers once again. She grinned up at you, biting her lip to stifle her moans as you pressed yourself against her as much as her legs would allow. Her knees were practically right next to her head.

“Oh, fuck..” You began to falter seeing her and feeling her like this. You continued to rub her clit, feeling yourself get closer and closer. You tried to hold back, you wanted to see her to cum first..

But you couldn't hold back. Your orgasm washed over you in waves as you pumped your seed inside of her. But just as quickly as you came, she began to as well. Her slender fingers dug into the skin of your arm, just barely scratching your skin with her nails. Pleasure washed over her face as she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she felt her body come undone. She twitched beneath you, her hole tightening on your cock with each wave of the orgasm washed over her body. Her pussy milked your cock for all it was worth, working to pull out every single drop. It certainly won't be wasted..

As you both caught your breath, you stared into each other’s eyes wordlessly. An intimate, half laugh escaped both of you at the same time. She watched your eyes as you let her legs come back down from their position on your shoulders.

“Quiet..” She whispered, her voice almost getting choked up. “It’s quiet.” She tells you. Her mind was silent, for once. Her face and eyes.. She didn’t look consumed with guilt or anger or sadness. She was just existing, at this moment. Here, with you. In your embrace. It was a simple thing for her to say, but your heart clenched knowing how much the words truly meant to her.

You lie down next to her, pulling her into a gentle embrace. Both of you rested together, catching your breath and enjoying the soft hums of the fans just outside the canopy.

“I’m just gonna tell you again. You are perfect.” You tell her once again, reminding her that you cared about her just the way she was. She gave you a playful, frustrated glare. “What? You said I could be sappy afterward.” You remind her, turning her own words she had spoken earlier against her. She rolled her eyes, groaning as she sat up. Her slender fingers found their way to your knee, as she walked them up your thigh. Slowly, methodically, her look was replaced with a look of playfulness and anticipation.

“After one single round?” She asks you, as if she were bewildered. “Who exactly told you we were done?” She bit her lip, playfully giggling as she continued to walk her fingers up your body. She tilted her head like she always did, eventually reaching your chest. Moving herself up enough to kiss you, she pressed her lips to yours. This kiss was different. It wasn't as desperate and hungry as it was before. It was soft, gentle. It was loving, with all of each of your emotions pooled together to create a loving embrace in each other’s arms. You wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into you more to deepen the kiss. Pulling back enough to speak, you smiled at her.

“I guess nobody told me that.” You say, making her chuckle.

“I didn’t think so.” She says, shuffling herself around just a bit while thinking. Her eyes looked around the canopy for a few moments. She then rested her chin on her hands, a smile forming. “I have an idea.” Chuckling, she begins to turn herself around. Climbing back on top of you, she places her head right at your cock, pushing her hips back toward your face. It was a breathtaking sight, the roundness of her ass and hips directly in front of your face, her pussy still red and soaked from before.. It was like heaven itself had been spread out right before your eyes.

“Perfect idea..” You breathed out, placing your hands on her cheeks. You pulled her hips closer to your face, making her giggle before you felt her fingers wrap around your cock. You shivered under her touch uncontrollably, stifling your own noises that threatened to escape from your lips with her taste. You licked her still soaking wet sweetness, savoring the taste of it. The smell, the taste, it was fueling your desire for her and causing your cock to twitch again. At the same time, she began to take your throbbing cock into her mouth once again, slowly bobbing up and down on your cock. Her tongue circled the head each time that she came back up, skillfully stimulating every part of your sensitive member. You moaned against her as you began flicking your tongue over her clit. She shivered and gasped in pleasure, pulling away from your cock just for a moment to moan. She quickly gathered herself though, bobbing up and down on your cock again with more motivation and vigor. You let your tongue move along her slit, memorizing the way she tasted. She was soaking, eventually beginning to drip down your lips and chin. It was addictive. Just like watching her move. Just like looking into her eyes. You couldn’t get enough of it, of her. You made her whimper each time that you grabbed her hips and pulled her against your face, only encouraging you to pleasure her more and more. She pulled away with a little pop, breathing heavily and gripping your thighs.

“I can’t..” She said breathlessly. “I need you again.” Removing her body from yours, to your slight disappointment, she places herself on her hands and knees next to you. She arches her back beautifully, leaving her ass in the air just ready for your taking. The disappointment of no longer being able to taste her was quickly replaced with excitement and awe at the sight of her like this. Her arm covered the lower half of her face as she looked at you, her eyes shining as she waited for you. You quickly moved into position behind her, stopping just to take in the sight of her in this beautifully vulnerable position. Her hips were perfect to fit into your hands, her braids spread out across the blankets beneath the both of you. It was such a perfect, breathtaking sight to behold. You slowly placed your hands on her hips, rubbing them and making her ass jiggle. “Like what you see?” She chuckles, wiggling her hips a little on her own to tease you.

“Love, more like..” You whisper, still bewildered. It felt like she casted some kind of spell upon you, leaving you completely bewitched by her. Positioning yourself, you pressed the head of your cock against her hole. You had completely lost your self control at this point, and began to shove yourself back inside of her. She sighed happily, letting out a soft little moan as you easily sheathed yourself back into her, where your cock belonged. It enveloped you in warmth and wetness, giving you an uncontrollable shiver. It was completely unbelievable how good she felt.

“Move..” She stated, wiggling her ass once more. There were no arguments from you. You began to thrust in and out of her, the sound of light slaps of skin on skin filling the air inside of the canopy. “Faster..” She whimpered out, making you comply with no words. She used her hands to steady herself beneath you, pushing her hips back to meet each of your thrusts. The sounds of the slapping grew louder, as did the moans and whimpers from both of you. Her skin rippled each time that you made contact with one another. She used her flexibility to look back at you as you pounded into her, her face begging and pleading with you. “Will you fill me up?” She asked. You audibly moaned, seeing her ask you and plead with you to cum inside of her. Wanting nothing more in this moment, you moved faster and gripped her hips even harder. Quickly pounding into her more and more, you quickly grew closer and closer to cumming inside of her yet again. You knew your thrusts were growing more erratic and losing their steadiness as you grew more and more desperate to give her exactly what she wanted. Feeling your body grow stiff after a few more erratic thrusts, your cock exploded inside of her. You throbbed and thrusted a few more times, completely filling her up with your seed. She sighed, pressing her cheek against the blanket beneath her. You could see her biting her lip, smiling away as she enjoyed the feeling. Her eyes were closed, completely lost within the pleasure of you. You could feel her tightening around your cock over and over again, like she was trying to drain you completely dry of all of the essence that you had left within your body.

“That.. was incredible.” You told her, gently rubbing her hips and admiring her. You could see it in her eyes that the voices no longer consumed her mind. The only thing she was worrying about at this moment was feeling good with you. Her voices were now an afterthought, a quiet problem to worry about later at another time. Now? There was only you.

“Couldn’t agree more.” She agreed. Staying just like that, she looked back at you, grinning. She didn’t even look tired, not in the slightest. On her own, she began to back her hips up against you. “Wanna go again?”

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I'm currently looking for a short term job to help cover my rent and moving expenses, but I also have been given a notice that I have 14 days to pay for my medical expenses or it will get taken to small claims. My medical expenses equate to about $1112 And my rent is $1034

I've been told that they can't send me to jail persay but it still makes me anxious and I just want it done and over with.

If you are able to, I'd appreciate it if you could check out my KoFi or Patreon!

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Your childhood best friend is a bit too clingy.

I also do NSFW art so if you are interested in that, feel free to reach out to me via Discord!