Nyxie

Cold air hits you first, waking you up. You’re still a little groggy from sleep and the wine, but when your eyes land on your open window you are stone cold sober and wide awake. You sit up very slowly, trying to calm your racing heart, which is beating so loud you miss the creaking of a floorboard. With shaky legs you stand to close the window, which you are absolutely certain you locked, even if you didn’t..how could it have opened? You look around outside your window for any sign of foul play, which you find none of, so you close the window with a sigh of relief. Must’ve been the wind after all. However, your relief is short lived as you finally hear that floorboard creak, the only floorboard that creaks is by your closet. You whirl around to find your worst nightmare come to life. A large shadow stands in the corner, and before you can scream or run the figure rushes to you, putting their hand over your mouth and pushing you against the wall. 

“Ssh Ssh, settle down, I’m not going to hurt you cupcake, I would never.” They coo, wiping their thumb under your eyes to wipe your tears. Upon further inspection, they seem to be a woman. She’s muscular, tall, tattooed, and wearing a ski-mask, her blue eyes and a tuft of pink hair stick out. So an attractive woman, but still an intruder, so you don’t feel any less terrified than before realizing all of this. 

Little did you know that Vi has been following you for weeks, always at a distance, and nothing too obvious that you would catch on. She met you weeks ago at the bar, she noticed you immediately. Drawn in by your captivating beauty she had decided to talk to you, which made her even more infatuated the more you talked. You were one of the most intelligent and interesting people she’s ever met. She had only intended to follow you once, to make sure you got home safely the night she met you, but one night turned into two, which turned into a week, which turned into six weeks of following you around and watching you sleep from outside of your window. She never came inside, she was a creep but she wasn’t that big of a creep. Her promise stayed until tonight, when she watched you try and fail to masterbait. So she took pity on you and decided it was time to reveal herself and give you some..help..She had left the window open on purpose to wake you, having noticed over six weeks you’re sensitive to temperature change. 

Your chest heaves as you stare at the woman before you, breasts practically spilling out of your slip. “What are you going to do to me?” You try to ask with conviction but it comes out all weak and shaky,muffled beneath her palm, betraying your fear that you are failing to conceal. 

Vi tilts her head slightly, as if she was confused as to why you’re scared- when she literally broke in- and shifts her hand down to your jaw so you can speak easier. “I said I wasn’t going to hurt you, didn’t I?” She says with a slight chuckle, which you find more attractive than you will allow yourself to admit in the moment. 

You furrow your brow and huff, “And how am I supposed to believe the woman who broke in and is pining me to my wall?” You buck slightly, testing to see how strong her hold is, only to accidentally grind yourself against her jeans in a disgustingly delicious friction. Your breathing gets slightly heavier to try and mask the pang of arousal that shoots through you, making your belly feel warm. 

She responds with a smirk, “Well I didn’t hurt you all the other times I’ve been to your apartment now have I?” That response sends a cold chill down your spine, this woman has been in your house..multiple times, and you hate you don’t know how to feel about that. On one hand you’re terrified, but on the other she has a point. She’s been here who knows how many times and you’re unharmed. She continues, “I just saw your pitiful attempt at coming earlier and thought you might need some assistance..” She trails off, letting the implication of her words hang thick. One of her fingers slowly trailing up your thigh, your breathing gets heavier, knowing where this is going but hating that you might enjoy it. Something buzzes to life on your thigh, your vibrator. Vi draws teasing circles with it on your thigh, making you gasp, glancing up at her nervously. Your eyes meet and you can see the want in her eyes, you can’t help but settle slightly. It really doesn’t seem like she will hurt you. “You’ll let me help you out, right sweetheart?” Vi says with a slight head tilt. 

You don’t respond for a beat, considering your options. “If I say no…will you go away?” The question comes out as a whisper. The corner of her eyes furrow in disappointment, but she nods, stepping back half a step. You take a deep breath, feeling more in control, then making up your mind you nod. “Okay, you can, but I don’t want to see you ever again, especially outside of my window.” The second the words leave your mouth you’re bent over your bed, your slip ridding up your ass to reveal your soaked lacy panties. 

“Look what we have here…you’re all wet from a stranger manhandling you? What a bad girl.” She chuckles and spanks your ass hard, making you bite down hard on your lip to muffle any sounds that might come out. Vi kneads your cheeks with an appreciative grunt, her fingers bordering on painful as she grips your skin, then she slowly pulls your panties down and spreads you open. She takes her time observing your needy glistening pussy, making you wiggle impatiently. She spanks you again, “Settle down, brat.” She snarls, making you go still. But she decides to be kind and turn on the vibrator again and puts it right on your swollen clit. Your hips jerk wildly, a moan tearing out of your throat at the blinding pleasure, making you bite the sheets. Vi tsks, yanking your head back, wanting to hear every noise she pulls out of you. The vibrator goes in tight little circles on your clit, the only thing you can focus on is the pleasure coursing through you, making pitiful moans and whimpers. You’re so distracted you don’t feel Vi stroking your weeping hole until she pushes two long fingers into you. You let out a choked sob, arching back into her pumping fingers, still moving the vibrator against your now sore clit. The double stimulation is hurling towards the edge with rapid speed, you don’t even notice how loud you’re being as her fingers rub your g-spot with mind numbing accuracy. Vi takes her fingers out of you, instead stuffing her sopping fingers into your mouth. You suck her fingers, sobbing with how close you are as she slowly pushes the buzzing vibrator into your sopping hole. It’s not long before your legs start to shake, your skin hot as you moan around her fingers. Vi keeps it in you even as you start to orgasm, making the waves of pleasure overwhelming. Sticky discharge drips down your twitching thighs when she finally pulls it out of you and steps back. You lay there, too spent to get on the bed all the way. You think she left, until you feel her wiping your still sensitive pussy down with a tissue, helping you into bed. 

You wake in the morning, feeling more lax than you have in months. Groaning, you wipe down your face, the events of last night momentarily forgotten as you think of your plans for the day. Then as your eyes slide around your room, your eyes land on a glass of water and a note on your nightstand. With shaky hands you pick the note up. 

“She’s pretty huh? What about her is so pretty?” She growls. Slipping her hand into your pants, her fingers teasing the edge of your clothed pussy, smirking when she finds the growing wet spot. “Already so wet? You really are a slut.” She gives it a little smack. 

You gasp, bucking your hips in reaction to the smack. “I don’t..I don’t know Sevy. She was just pretty.” You gasp, your heart pounding, both at the thought of getting caught and Sevika’s hands all over you. Any louder and the cadence of your heart would be able to be heard. Sevika’s eyes land on the smudge of lipstick on your neck, the red mark prominent on your skin, making her growl. She leans down and licks it off, making you gasp at the sensation of her wet tongue on your neck. 

“She even tastes like a bitch.” She grumbles before biting down where the mark was- hard, her metal arm squeezing your hip, borderline painfully. Your loud yelp doesn't deter her from biting and sucking on your neck more. Covering your neck in marks, effectively erasing the womans. While she’s doing this, unfiltered whines and pleads fall from your lips, her fingers still teasing your now sopping pussy. “There…now everyone will only see me.”

You look up at her..flushed and painfully turned on, “Sevy…I didn’t even want her, she was just talking to me, no matter how pretty she was I wasn't gonna-”

At your words Sevika scoffs, two fingers slipping into your pussy, just barely, making you whine in frustration. “Was it her smooth face, the lack of scars? Or maybe it was her arms, both perfectly fine?” Her voice shakes ever so slightly, barely noticeable to the point you almost didn’t catch it. You look into her eyes, seeing a hint of insecurity in them. You had no idea your girlfriend was so insecure, she always seems so confident and sure of herself. 

You touch her arm, frowning slightly, overcome with the need to comfort your girlfriend. “Sevy…just because she’s attractive doesn’t make you not attractive in my eyes.” As you speak she begins to slowly pump her thick digits, the stretch burns pleasantly, making your eyes flutter. “Fuck Sevy” The curse falling from your lips in a breathy tone. 

“Nu-Uh, you can’t act like a common whore and then moan so daintily for me.” She hisses, pulling her fingers out of your heat, then shoving them back in, fingers curling. Without permission a loud moan punches out of you, probably loud enough for other patrons to hear outside of the bathroom. The friction from her fingers damn near kills you.  Her thumb finds your clit as she’s pumping her fingers into you, circling it in expert motions. Your nails dig into her broad shoulders, holding on for dear life as she sets a punishing pace, broken moans and sobs echoing around the bathroom walls. 

“S-sevy please, oh god I’m gonna-” The words stutter out of your mouth, you were close, the tightness in your core about to explode. But just as it was about to, she pulls her fingers out of your pants, not before giving your clit a wicked flick, making you yelp. You look up at her pleadingly, you were so close, now that delicious feeling was fading, making your knees shake slightly. 

“Cumming is for good girls, be a good girl the rest of the night and I’ll let you cum later.” She whispers in your ear, nipping at the lobe before wiping her fingers off. “Oh and don’t let me catch you talking to the bitch again, or it’s going to be a long night for you” The threat rings in your ears as she walks out of the bathroom like nothing happened.