#tiedstill

it's why he has alex pinned to the wall of her living room, his hands rough on her shoulders. despite that, his face is stoic, and his eyes fixate on her face like he's waiting for any change in her expression. " alex. " it's hard, finite. " i don't wanna hurt you. i just don't want you to run from me. okay? we're friends, right? " a hand draws upward, his fingers light on the skin of her neck as his thumb rubs against her jawline. " just don't do anything stupid and we'll be just fine. that should be easy for you, hm? we both know you aren't a stupid girl. just relax, alex. you'll be just fine. " @tiedstill

“ i don't think you can. look at you – so eager to be used and pushed to your limits. babygirl, i think you'd let me hurt you because you – you like it. ” there's a soft laugh, lips pressed to the soft skin of her belly. “ what do you want, alex? want three fingers? four? my whole fucking hand? ” his eyes are dark pits when he finally looks up at her from his position, tongue sweeping across his bottom lip as he waits for her answer. @tiedstill

so, that's why he's here. just to get a read on the woman. he reaches for the box, picking it up with little effort and a jingle of whatever's in it. " so, uh. looks like you're new around here. figured i'd come over and help and be neighborly. " he tucks the box under his arm, pointing at the house across the street. jordan only hopes that he's not coming off as too creepy. " i'm jordan, by the way. figured i should go ahead and get that out of the way. what, um, what room does this go in? kinda heavy, y'know. " @tiedstill

a warm body lies curled under his sheets, copper strands catching morning. for a second, he's awestruck as he watches her sleep. even unconscious, jordan still thinks she's beautiful. there's a moment that passes before he leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek. "hey, i don't wanna wake you, but i think you should get home. " it's soft, mainly because he genuinely is sorry he's trying to wake her. he knows it isn't a far walk and she'd probably wanna get home and get cleaned up. after all, this is a one-time thing. @tiedstill

" oh, look at you. aren't you a gorgeous girl? " it's not as if she could really escape from this position — when he presses his fingers against her open cunt, jordan doesn't think that she doesn't really want to. a thought crosses his mind before he grabs a pillow, carefully putting it underneath her hips. he's cruel, sure, but he's not a monster. he fishes his cock from his pants, hardening both at the sight and at the touch. " how do you feel, hm? " there's a couple gentle spacks against where her clit is exposed, the corner of his mouth turned up into something almost mocking. @tiedstill

jordan's eyes are dark when he looks up at her from his position pressed against her side. " — yeah? you want that? " he shifts, his nose pressed to her neck. " you're gonna have to ask me very nicely, alex. can you do that? " @tiedstill

jordan wraps the gauze around her arm, something extremely focused in his gaze. it'd be an awful shame if alex bled out — getting it out of the floor would be a nightmare. he presses a soft kiss on the white fabric, jordan's mouth turned into something friendly. " there you go, sweetheart. good as new. i don't think it's gonna scar, so — you should be happy with that. " a pause, like he's sincerely trying to get the words together. " you gonna be okay? you took quite a tumble. glad it wasn't any worse. " @tiedstill