#brtva

      well... kira laughs, knocking her head back against the cell. picked up for fucking prostitution and she’s not even a goddamn prostitute. the bail alone... kira doesn’t know how she’s going to get out of this, but she’d been granted one phone call, so she called her father. she’d gotten his voicemail and after leaving him a very pathetic message about misunderstandings and please, come get me. her mother would leave her to rot, but daddy won’t. he’ll come get her. he’ll punish her for it later, especially with the poor slip of a dress she’s wearing right now, barely covering her ass, her tits practically spilling out of the damn fabric, but she’ll take his brand of punishment over her mother’s any day. daddy’s belt to her mother’s shrieking voice and half smoked cigarette which somehow find their way branded onto her skin? yeah. hours have passed since the phone call and it’s near five in the morning by the time she hears her name being called. thank fuck, she sighs as she leaves the cell once the door is pulled open, completely ignoring the leer the guard gives her. she’s pretty sure he’d been the one to grab her ass when they’d carted her in here, but it doesn’t matter. she’s two steps into the main lobby when she sees him and god, she hates how much she wants to throw herself at him, to beg for forgiveness because this isn’t her fault this time. she’d simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time and just because she’d chosen to wear a dress far too revealing, she was suddenly a prostitute? a bag with her belongings is shoved at her and another leer is given, as if they don’t see her father standing right fucking there. “thank god you got my message,” she breathes as she approaches him, an almost sheepish grin on her chapped, too pink lips.

emotional is such a broad word....... probably dorothy and kalani, though.

      will never grow accustomed to being spoken to in such an explicit manner ,  he must know what it does to her by now ,  has pale skin flushing ,  her tell tale giveaway .  pink tongue wets lips in anticipation ,  it’s been long enough that she can no longer feel the repercussions of the last time ,  throat RAW ,  ravaged by monstrous cock .  tentative digits reach out ,  he can bat her hand away should he want to but she’s not going to miss an opportunity if it’s offered to her ,  fumble with the button of his pants ,  curious gaze lifting from her current task in an attempt to read features .  it was perhaps the one thing she wasn’t particularly astute at ,  gauging his mood ,  words offered were promising and she doesn’t want to allow him a moment to backtrack ,  wants to have her throat violated at unforgiving pace if it means she gets to please him   –––  ‘ and then after you’ll fuck my pussy too ? ’  doesn’t want to make demands ,  nor have to beg , but she’ll pose it as a question as fingers manage to get a good enough grip to pull zipper down . 

       isn’t particularly gifted at being patient ,  hence why scowl is settled upon usually soft features as greedy digits settle back against her thigh ,  two seconds away from throwing a full on tantrum   ––   complete with foot stomping and loosely constructed insults .  holds off under the belief it won’t get her anywhere with him ,  it’s not like his resolve could easily be dismantled with an outburst of frustration .  ‘ you’re not being FAIR , ’  blonde insists ,  chin propped up by outstretched palm ,  elbow leaning on the seat of the couch ,  bare legs are crossed ,  sat upon the cool floor watching as his own hand works rigid flesh .  ‘ don’t waste it , ’ female exclaimed ,  standing up onto her knees ,  watching in horror as a bead of precum dribbled down along the tip .  follows its trail with hungry eyes ,  tongue pressed against the backs of whitened molars ,  preventing herself from allowing her tongue to seek it out   .

     wouldn’t object to him doing anything with her body ,  so when she feels the familiar sturdy form behind her it only startles her for a brief moment ,  enough to let her phone slide from her grip and onto the ground .  grows GIDDY as his palm smoothes along her stomach and down beneath the waistband of her shorts ,  his digits are familiar ,  rough as they press against her soft folds .  settles her head  back against his chest ,  chin tilting back so she can watch his expression ,  gaze is fond as ever   –––   ‘ please can i have your cock today ?  i’ve been so good and patient ,  i really want to feel you inside me again ,  wanna’ feel all warm inside when you pump me full of cum . ’  own hand covers his ,  or part of it at least ,  hips lifting to grind herself against his fingers ,  prove how desperate she was to be filled .

     cares little for how a third of her martini spills over the glass and onto the surface beneath as she sets the drink down with far more vigour than necessary .  reclaims her spot next to him ,  ensuring that there’s no visible gap between their bodies .  used to ENJOY coming to clubs ,  was in her element every friday night up until recently  ––  now ,  she’d rather be anywhere but here .  isn’t used to being the jealous one ,  and she knew the girls at the bar speaking so  e x p l i c i t l y  about him were doing so with the intention of her overhearing but she couldn’t help but bite .  hand wraps around his arm as lips press affectionately against the underside of his jaw ,  ‘ i’m gonna’ need you to take me into the bathroom so i can show you just how MUCH i appreciate you . ’  honestly ,  if he refused she was ready to drop down onto bare knees on the suspiciously sticky linoleum ,  fully prepared to get arrested for public indecency if that’s the price that had to be paid to cease the smirking and stake her claim . ‘ i mean it ,  i need that cock down my throat like immediately . ’

      has never been as frustrated as in the times she spent in his presence with him NOT touching her ,  forced to entertain herself in those periods where he busied himself with something that wasn’t burying his cock into one of her holes .  still ,  she’s much fonder than she should be of someone who didn’t seem open to affection in the way she yearned to give it ,  soft gaze never lifts from his features unless he happens to look up from whatever he’s working on ,  will then avert it to the line where the ceiling meets the wall ,  as if that’s even  r e m o t e l y  interesting .  sat cross-legged on the couch ,  she carefully slides lithe digits underneath the fabric of her dress ,  cautious not to let him notice .  index finger pressing between soft folds as she continues to study the side of his face ,  tries to imagine it’s his thick digit threatening to press into her hole ,  or even the bulbous tip of his cock preparing to wreck her  ––  there’s no harm in her entertaining herself ,  but she keeps quiet so as not to be scolded .  isn’t really clear on what she should and shouldn’t do ,  but definitely isn’t going to drag him out of whatever he’s doing just because her fingers don’t feel the same as his .

nsfw gif meme | accepting!