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A long, heavy breath escaped from a young, raven-haired-woman. She had just turned 21 and wanted to enjoy her young, adult life. It was pouring rain upon the city that night. Her long raven hair flowed past her shoulders. Despite the time of night, the city streets still held a vast number of people. Her long hair bounced as she walked. Her shoes clacking against the sidewalk. A small black purse slung over one shoulder.

After a day of taking on city life, it was time to head home. Luckily, her small apartment complex wasn't far. Only about two blocks away. Not that Tegan minded the walk. It helped clear her head and she enjoyed the fresh air. Rounding a corner, Tegan paused, opening her purse and fishing for her car keys.

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Crowley, the current King of Hell, had been attempted to be cured by the Winchester Brothers. Just the most resent of their plots that had 0ut a thorn into his ass . They tried to close the gates of hell, failed, then he was left with human emotions and craving human blood. They used him for their needs as per usual and casted him away like trash when they no longer needed him, with no thought for the king of hell's feelings.

Crowley could get just any old human blood he wanted but he desired something more delectable. He was on the search for something, rather someone, of such a flavor. He was on the streets now, hands in his pockets and walking along when he catches a whiff. This human scent was strong and smelled rather delicious.

He followed this scent to a pretty little thing. His brow hitched in interest as he continued to follow her. Her scent getting stronger the closer he got. He saw an opportunity to wrap his large hand around her mouth and his arm around her waist while she was fishing for keys, he assumed. "Hello darling. I must say you smell absolutely amazing . I am afraid I must insist on taking you with me, pretty little thing." Crowley cooed into her ear with his deep and slightly scruff voice.

[User] Before the young woman had time to react, Tegan found herself facing a man with a British accent and a deep voice. "Go with you?" She chuckled softly, pulling her keys from her purse. "Thanks but no thanks. I'm not going anywhere with the likes of you." Who did this guy think he was? Tegan frowned. She smelled delicious. The girl rolled her emerald eyes, hurriedly trying to walk away from the stranger.

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"I was not asking. I was telling you." Crowley's voice growling at the girl. He took hold of her arm and silently teleported them to the throne room in hell. The dungeon like room being illuminated by candles all around. Crowley let her go with a tight little smirk upon his face.

The room was empty for the moment, save for the two of them. With a snap of his fingers a collar was placed around her pretty little neck and he held the leash, "I intend to make you my pet, to do with as I please. It might be unpleasant. But you will get used to it after a while." Crowley told her with his gravely voice echoing in this room. He pulled on her leash rather harshly, enjoying watching her as he sat upon his throne . He imagined she would have questions, if he felt so inclined to answer them .

[User] Within the blink of an eye, they were somewhere else. Somewhere people dreaded to be. Tegan's mind whirled like a tornado. Before she could even begin to process what had just occurred, there was a pink collar around her neck. "Hey?!?!" She yelled, instantly trying to remove the collar. There was no way of pulling off the collar however. "I'm no pet." She growled back, stumbling forward as the man tugged on the collar with the matching pink and black leash. "Who are you? What do you want from me?" She demanded, her voice angry as she struggled.

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"Me? I am Crowley, the king of Hell. You darling are my pet because I say you are." Crowley said with a smirk. He pulled on her leash harshly once more. He lead her towards his chambers, his only reprieve from the constant torment of the boring drabble of demons reporting the days work to him. Which seems to go on forever once it is started.

His room was rather lavish, styled that of royalty from the 1600s rather than modern, adorned in black, red, and golden colors. He pulled her inside before shutting the door behind them and locking it with a snap of his fingers.

[User] "Hey!" She raced to the door, but it was too late. Trying to handle, there was no way she would simply be able to open the door. Even if she did open it, there was no where she could go. "I am no pet." She hissed, narrowing her emerald eyes at the King of Hell. This all had to be a horrible nightmare. After all, Tegan wasn't exactly known to be the creative type.

[Assistant] Crowley sighed as her line was getting rather old. Crowley grabbed her by the throat, "I said you are my pet. Therefore you are. You can argue that you aren't all you want but it will get you nowhere. In fact it will get your pigtails yanked harder." Crowley growled at her before picking her up and slamming her down into a chair. With a wave of his hand she was strapped in, his face filled with delight to see her in this position. "You are my pet until I say otherwise." Crowley told her as he retrieved a rather old looking blade before approaching her once again." This will hurt and I am not sorry about it." Crowley told her with a rightful grin on his face.

[User] The man's captive suddenly found it hard to breathe with his strong hand around her neck. Making the precious oxygen difficult to breathe in. A yell escaped from Tegan as she was roughly slammed into a chair. The brunette struggled within the restraints, only managing to bruise the sensitive skin. Tegan paused as she saw the man retrieve a blade. What in the world was he going to do with that? She doubted he would kill her, since he thought she was his pet. "Let me go." She begged, her voice shaking as the King of Hell grinned at her.

[Assistant] "Now, why in hell would I want to do that?" Crowley asked, his voice gruff but seemed curious. He picked up a syringe as well, placing the knife on the table next to her. "Hold still or this will hurt more than it needs to." He instructed with a firm voice. He placed his large hand upon her forearm. He slowly placed the needle inside the bend of her arm and into her vein. He took a vial of blood before sealing off that wound. He did not want her to bleed out so soon. He took a look at the vial before placing the cap upon it. He placed it next to the knife before picking up the knife itself, "Now we shall have a little fun." He whispered into her ear as he cut into her upper arm sharply. Quickly capping the wound with his mouth and drinking up her delicious tasting blood.

[User] "Ow! Sick son of a bitch." She hissed, narrowing her eyes at the man as the needle was inserted into her vein, drawing out her life force into a collective vial. Tegan's heart hammered against her rib cage, audible in her ears. She was no pet. Never has been and never will be as far as she was concerned. A growl followed as the sharp edge of the blade was dragged across her arm. Horrified green eyes watched as the King of Hell leaned forward to drink her blood. Was he a vampire? She tried to keep struggling, stopping as she only managed to further bruise her skin.

[Assistant] As Crowley finished with his meal of her blood he leaned up to look at her. He eyed her with a mischievous grin on his face, some of his blood on his lip. "Such a good girl." Crowley cooed into her ear. She was being better than he had expected. He ran the blade over her thigh before making a cut right there. Slicing open her bit of flesh and moving his lips to suckle on her sweet red liquid from there. She tasted so damn good. He could not get enough of it. "You taste so good." Crowley groaned out almost in pleasure. Too bad she was not enjoying this as much as he was but it cannot be helped .

[User] As the second cut was made into her right thigh, another groan of pain ensued. All she wanted was to wake from this horrible nightmare. But yet, as she was drunken from and sliced, she knew it was all horribly real. Somehow, Tegan had been transported into Hell, by the King himself who called himself Crowley. Whose eyes could flash red and show his true colors.

[Assistant] Crowley could see the pain in her eyes. He almost felt sorry for her. Which made him angry. He hated having these human feelings. Damn Winchesters and their failures. He slowly stood up and took her hair into his fist, pulling it back harshly. "I have such a good little pet. Such a good little darling." Crowley said with a wicked smile. "What shall I do to you next, I wonder. I have tasted your wonderful blood. I wonder what I might sample next?" Crowley asked as he got close to her ear to ask, his voice deeper.

[User] "I'm not your pet." She spat once more, grimacing as he grabbed a fistful of her raven hair. Tegan swallowed hard as he taunted her about sampling other things. She would not break to this sick freak. Never.

[Assistant] Crowley smirked down at her before having her stand up. He snapped his fingers once more making her nude, hands tied and placed on a hook that hung from the ceiling. He took time to inspect her body. Giving a content hum at how beautiful it was. It will be even more beautiful when he makes his marks upon it. "You will be begging for me soon enough." Crowley let out a low growl as he searched for his whip. Finally finding his whip bound in purple leather at the hilt he approached her from the back, running a hand up and down her spine.


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Meredith stared and shook her head as he crawled in the bed hovering over her as he played with her nipples, making her squeal, it felt so good. "I... I don't know sir. I've only ever wanted something with bondage, gags, and well... you've been doing so many things I have only dreamt of it. Just... can I leave it in your control. I don't think I will use my word or a blink system. I just... I want you to keep going." She opened her eyes wider and stared at him.

A smile beaming on her face as she was still unable to move her hands. So she nuzzled her face close to his cheek. "Bless you for doing so much more than I could ever imagine. Thank you." She said softly. This all felt so wonderful and before she knew it she would blink and it would all go away. "So please don't be upset when I ask you to keep in your control. Do whatever you like, lest the removing of body parts if possible. I have to work tomorrow." She said with a soft giggle.

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Jacob couldn't help but chuckle at that small joke. "Now now, we're not all bad, as you can clearly see." He got off the bed after giving her nipple one last flick of his tongue. "I'm more than happy to stay in control, I just thought I'd give you an option if you wanted. But," he ran his eyes down her body, "clearly you're a special type." With a small shrug, he walked back over to the drawers to pull out a blindfold and another ball gag, this time with breathing holes in it and a bit smaller. "Since you don't plan on using the systems I set up, I'll just go ahead and remove those senses." Grabbing her chin again to give one more kiss, he tapped her mouth to keep it open as he put the gag in again and fastened it around her head before giving her a wink and putting on the blindfold as well.

"Since you work tomorrow, I'll have to try and make sure you have a bit of trouble walking," he hummed to himself as he took his pants off fully and was now just as bare as she has been. Keeping her on her back, he took his already hard cock in his hands once again and began to rub it across her slit, "I recover fast and can go for a while... let's hope you can keep up." Jacob groaned as he pushed himself inside of her finally, letting out a small gasp, "Fuck you feel amazing." He breathed out as he inched himself inside until he was fully seated.

Giving both himself a moment and her as well, he stayed still and brought his thumb up to occasionally flick against her clit. But finally, he pulled back and slammed back into her, throwing her legs over his shoulder as he began to quickly hammer into her. His hand went to her throat, squeezing every so often while his mouth went back to her nipples to tease them.

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Meredith watched him as he left the bed, his tongue leaving her nipples. She watched as he spoke, her eyes following his as he went. He came with things in his hands, a black blindfold, something to remove her sight, and a ball gag. Another one, different, smaller. She kept her eyes on him before he kissed her, she whimpered into the kiss slightly before feeling him shove the gag inside. She watched his wink before the blindfold went on. It was dark and she saw nothing, nor could she speak, a mute and blind cunt who could be fucked at his will.

She heard his voice that he wanted to make her walk funny and she giggled slightly. Hearing that he was ready and then he was inside. The way he had no condom on, the feel of his skin against hers, she moaned against her gag, crying out with pleasure. Her ex never wanted a risk, even when she was on BC and then when the doctor told her the likelihood of pregnancy at her age. Her life was a whirlwind of constant changes and being here, lying on her back with her legs in the air, with a total young and random stranger, fucking her at rapid speed. Constant and obliterating speed.

It was wonderful. Her eyes shut automatically since she couldn't see anyway. It felt like heaven.

[Assistant] "There we go, now you're sounding like the slut I knew you were." Jacob chuckled, smacking her thigh hard enough that a red mark appeared. "Nothing better than some whore to be used." He added as he went to her neck and nipped at it hard enough to leave one mark, and then several. Biting to him wasn't off the table and it was nice for him to see the rosy colors of his work. "Something else to be left behind." Jacob remarked as his speed picked up even more, his thumb going down to toy with her abused clit. "I wanna see you cum two more times before I give you your reward." The way she writhed on the bed, unable to really move other than taking what he was giving her was a thrill. And when she'd cum, he'd push her into yet another one to the point she'd feel absolutely jelly legged.

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Meredith couldn't speak, she was frozen even if the ability to speak came again. She cried out as he bit her another wave of pleasure shooting to her loins. She felt her body reacting to everything he did. His voice commanding and controlling her from a distance. Her pushed into her at rapid pace.

Her orgasm broke through screams of pleasure, not holding back from him as he seemed interested in her voice. The little that spoke to him.

He continued his torment and didn't give her a break. Her body pulsing and throbbing, begging for a quiet moment she whimpered against his gag. "Stwop pwease..." She begged but soon the floodgates of another orgasm broke over her. It felt so good, so pleasurable. She wanted to help to never stop. To lock her in the basement and keep her forever just for him to use and abuse.

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Jacob moaned when she came around him again and again, still not cumming himself as he continued to move into her. He was able to make out what she was saying, and it made him laugh. "I think we both know that cockslut like you doesn't want it to stop. You're all in, girl, and you're enjoying it." He whispered into her ear before he pulled out completely and flipped her around to be on her chest and knees.

He thrust himself back into her weeping cunt and he grabbed on the ropes along her back and pulled her up so she'd be level and his other hand grabbed her hair and pulled as well. "We're not stopping till I'm done and you're fucking filled." Jacob breathed into her ear as he held onto her, not letting up his pace in the slightest.

If she ended up cumming again that'd be great, but at this point, he was more concerned about himself, and with a few more strong thrusts, he pushed fully into her and released with a quiet moan. The release felt like it lasted forever but he released her to let her body fall forward before he pulled out.

It was a sight to see her in such a mess, his cum starting to drip out of her swollen pussy. "God you're such a sight, a beautiful fucking mess." He panted, his hand giving a smack to her ass as a means for a 'good job.' Jacob leaned forward and began to undo the knots and silk rope that he used on her, the slight marks a good sight. Next he began with removing the gag and blindfold.

Flopping beside her with a hand resting on his head, he gave her a grin. "Now, what do you say to me?" He said, expecting some good manners.

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Meredith was whimpering and pleading the begging noises of her sore and tired cunt. It had been used and played with today more than she had ever done before. She was having so many different emotions as she flew thin cum inside her. She was still blindfolded as he sank out of her.

The feeling of the loss made her whimper she couldn't believe she missed it. Even though it was just a small moment in her life. She felt his hands remove her ties and she stretches her arms. It felt so strange to be free. Then her gag and blindfold was removed.

When she blinked at the light of the room she stared at him. She leaned close to him and kissed him. Moving her lips down his face to his chest. "Oh thank you. That felt so good. Thank you." She told him watching carefully as she wondered if she should say something else.

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Jacob hummed into the kiss, glad he didn't need to tell her what to do to show her appreciation. His smirk only grew as she kissed his face and then his chest, as if trying to touch every part of him she could. "You've got some good manners there, I'll give you that." He kissed the side of her face and got off the bed, going to the mini fridge he had in there.

Opening it he grabbed two bottles of water and gave her one of them before twisting off the cap and taking a big gulp of water. Pulling it away from his mouth he gave a satisfied noise and wiped his mouth, his eyes still on the naked and abused form of the woman he brought home from the club. Setting it down on a side table, he walked over to her and began to pet the top of her head. "You ready for another round? I can keep going." He said he wanted to make her walk funny, and he meant it.


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Azriel, comfortable as he was with being nude around other people, became rather flustered as his hip was grabbed and the flirty remark was spoken. "Ah---thank you..." Despite being grateful for Vincent's help, all of his ever so sexual gestures, as well as his refusal to let him go home or be in other humans' sight, were beginning to raise some flags and put the little deer more than a little on edge. The only thing keeping the monster from pushing the man away was the help with his accessory.

At the new question, the young man was more than happy to distract himself from the uncomfortable feeling the man had given him, giving a shrug as he thought of whether or not they'd had any meaning. With a nod, Azriel accepted Vincent's help, letting himself get just a little more close than he was comfortable with to step carefully into the tub. "The patterns on the sashes represent my family and my strengths. The loin cloths and ankle sash are dyed to represent my status as a warrior and my duties for it. The necklace was from a friend, and the bracelet I learned to make from a Naga tribe we visited a few years ago."

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Vincent helped lower Azriel into the warm water to make sure he didn't fall and hurt himself even further. "I'll change your bandages after since they're getting wet now," he decided, patting Azriel's head when he was in the water. He took down the soap from a shelf so that Azriel could wash himself, as well as the two in one shampoo and conditioner he used. "I hope you know what the soap is for, this is specifically for your hair," He told Azriel before stepping away to examine the sash he'd mentioned.

"That's interesting, it was a Naga that attacked you today," he reminded absently as he picked up the bracelet to look at it. "But I guess not all tribes must be like that. It isn't as if there aren't regular animals to prey on, there must be some tribes of predatory monsters that choose not to prey on other monsters..." he trailed off, glancing back at Azriel to make sure that he was cleaning himself thoroughly.

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Azriel was happy to be sat down without any uncomfortable touching, having half expected it after the hip grab. He nodded at the mention of bandages, pouting a little at the tinge of pain he felt from the water soaking in them and onto the wounds. "Thank you." The monster was happy to see soap, knowing what it was for---his village had learned to make their own from fat and fragrant flowers quite a few generations ago from a sheep folk village they were now allies with and visited every year. He had a couple of friends there that he enjoyed hanging out with when they stopped by, making sure to play as many games as they had, including one similar to basketball though with a ball that couldn't bounce, though they also loved making up their own.

As the young man began lathering up, smiling from the memories of his friends, he listened to the man's thoughts on the Naga before nodding. "All villages and tribes have an oath of peace that prevents them from needlessly attacking others. It's only broken when someone attacks them. The one you killed was rogue; they'll renounce their tribes and laws, usually for hatred of humans. They figure that if they have to be hunted by you, they might as well be the savage beasts you make them out to be... They've become a big problem recently..."

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"I suppose that makes sense, people often come together when there's an external threat. Humans threaten monsters enough without you attacking each other," he mused putting the bracelet back down. He guessed that he hunted more rogues then anything else because it was easier to pick off individuals. He'd just sort of assumed that monsters of animals that were normally solitary, like snakes, were solitary as well but apparently not. It was good to know more even though he couldn't yet see how this information would benefit him.

"Well that's their choice isn't it? And it's kind of ironic because going off on their own makes them so much easier to hunt," he chuckled and went to sit on the edge of the tub again. "I don't know much about monsters as I'm sure you've noticed, just enough to hunt them. But it's interesting to learn more about, thank you for telling me about it."

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Azriel shrugged at the mention of irony, not really liking talking about people being hunted, especially since the thing hunting them obviously didn't even care that they could speak, invent, and feel the same as him. He swore, humans must all just be psychopaths. He kind of wondered if the man might use the information to find and ambush villages, though he quickly shook that terrifying thought away, not wanting to imagine the devastation that would cause; he didn't want to consider being the reason for something so terrible.

"It's fine. You can ask me anything besides locations and migration routes, I don't mind sharing the culture a little, but I also don't know too much about other monsters. We only really come in contact with sheep folk and other deer groups; I've talked to Nagas and wolves a few times but not for very long. I also see harpies and bunnies a lot, but I've never talked to them---they tend to be rather hard to approach."

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Vincent wasn't planning to hunt a whole village, even if he had better weapons with that many weapons it was quite possible a whole village of monsters could overwhelm him. "I won't ask that," he assured dipping his fingers in the water absently. "That would be more material then I'd be able to handle at one time anyway," he added with a crooked smile, not a comment Azriel would like certainly but it was just a joke. And hey, at least he was agreeing not to wipe out any people.

"Do your people have a consistent migration pattern?" He asked shaking the water off his hands absently. "Will they be back in the same area I took you from this time next year? I don't know where they were so it should be find to tell me," he added. He didn't even know how far Azriel had wandered from his group.

"I think you're clean now so lets get you out of the water. You shouldn't stay in to long it'll be bad for your wound," he told the monster as he reached in to help him up. "Let me rebandage your wounds."

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Azriel's expression turned wry at the man's sick joke, not liking people being described as material, though he supposed he should be glad the man wouldn't plan any massive hunting groups for the poor communities. He supposed that was the good thing about being nomadic---they could leave at any sign of danger much easier than others. Taking a sigh, he shook the joke from his mind, deciding that he'd forgive the man for it since that's probably just the way he was raised and it's hard to change your thinking from those things. After all, he himself still avoided fairy circles despite knowing they're harmless.

The monster nodded at the question, knowing he could just tell his village to take a detour next year; it actually made him excited wondering where they would go. "Yeah, unless we hear an area's been particularly dangerous, then we take a detour. Sometimes we set up permanent shelters at our stops instead of using our migration tents, though they're usually taken over by other monsters when we leave." Azriel nodded, though he wanted to enjoy the bath longer,knowing it wouldn't be good to soak too long. He carefully stood up and stepped out of the tub, holding his arms out just in case he may slip and need to reach out for something, but that luckily didn't happen. "Thank you..."

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Vincent nodded with a little smirk, that was good to hear because it gave him an extra layer of leverage over the monster. More questions could wait till later, it was just about time to show Azriel the real reason Vincent had brought him home. Well almost, first they had to get him dried off and his wounds looked after first.

He kept an eye on Azriel as he got out to make sure he didn't fall and grabbed a towel and helped Azriel dry off since that would be hard to do with one hand. "I'm going to lift you up to sit on the counter so I can rebandage your wounds," he warned, already reaching out to pull Azriel closer to him, not giving him time or space to get dressed.

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The monster stayed still as we was dried off, giving a little "thank you" despite it making him a little uncomfortable, knowing he couldn't really have done it himself with his broken arm. Azriel was about to grab his loin cloth and sashes, thinking he could just ask for the man to help him put them on, when Vincent had spoken. He retracted his hand, which had only just begun the very first little sliver of reaching for the items, and put both of them on the man's shoulders with a nod.

Once set down, Azriel reached to his leg with his good hand, picking at the bandages as he attempted to unwrap them himself. "So... you've asked me plenty of question. Could I ask you some?"

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"Thanks," Vincent said absently when Azriel held out his leg to make it easier for him to check the stitches and then rebandage his wounds. "Sure you can," he agreed with a little smile as he wound the bandages around his leg. When that was done he trailed his fingertips lightly over the outside of the other man's thighs. He skipped over Azriel's sides and gently gripped his broken arm to check if the wrap and sling was wet and of course it was, frowning a little.

"I should probably replace these as well, it's not good for your skin to stay damp for to long and even though this will dry out," he tutted and started to unwind the damp bandages. "Since you're not bleeding here we can reuse these if we need to once they're dry."

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Azriel obliged only holding his leg out for the man once the wet bandages were off, nodding and the thanks. He honestly hadn't thought the word would be in the man's vocabulary, at least not when speaking to a monster. Though the small man was rather interested in how human society worked, he was much more curious about the inventions he'd seen. The vehicle was rather interesting, though he could tell that it obviously used wheels like the wagons his village used, powered by some unknown mechanism that didn't matter too much to him at the moment. The more mysterious inventions were the TV and bath, of which the bath held much more use to the deer. "How does your bath work? Where do you get all the water?"

He squirmed a little as his thigh was touched, a little uncomfortable by it, so he moved his good hand to cover his crotch. Seeing the man frown, his own smile and excitement faded for a moment. Azriel then nodded, holding his arm out for the man though he was reluctant to have it moved considering the pain, especially since the pills' effect had worn off by now. "Please be careful..." Hearing that the other bandages couldn't be reused made him confused, as his people always reused bandages unless they were in bad condition, in which case they were only used when absolutely necessary. "Couldn't you just boil the blood out?"

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"There's a network of pipes underneath most human towns that carry water to and from all of the homes. Each building has a tank to heat up the water so we can have hot water as well as cold water," he explained the basics. "The pipes are pressurized so the water comes up and out when you turn the handle to open the faucet," he explained gesturing at the sink since it was the closest one.

"We could do that but there's really no need to, bandages are cheep and easy to get," he said with a shrug. "Besides most are made to fragile to survive being boiled. We have machines that weave cloth for us now so it doesn't take any work to make bandages, it just makes more sense for human not to reuse them." He added with a shrug as he rebandaged and retied Azriel's arm for him.

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Azriel listened to the man's explanation, fascinated by how humans could build such a large and intricate network under their cities for something as simple as water. It made him chuckle a little. "Sounds like more work than it's worth." We'll, he supposed there were machines to make the digging easier---humans seemed to have a machine for everything. They were really lazy, weren't they? Was that why they had the TVs? Because they had too much free time from the machines doing all the work? Maybe that was why the man slaughtered monsters for crafts---to keep himself busy; it was sad, but it made sense.

The young man nodded at Vincent's comment on the bandages. He found it as a bit of a waste, but if trash in the forest was any indicator, it was already well known that humans were rather wasteful. He sighed, knowing he couldn't do anything about it, so why bother thinking about it. Once the man was done with the bandages, he gave a smile and grateful "Thank you."

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"It's a lot of work at first but it saves a lot of work in the long run since it saves us having to haul water, it's just a nice convenience for us," he explained with a little shrug. He finished tying off the new sling and smiled gently at Azriel, "You're welcome," he said benevolently before stepping closer to Azriel, casually nudging the younger man's legs apart so he could get between them. He ran his hands over the other man's thighs and settled on his hips.

"You're a very pretty boy you know," He purred, leaning in to nuzzle against the deer-monsters neck, he fully expected to be pushed away but he was weak and only had one working arm at the moment so he didn't expect he'd have any problem resisting that push.

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At first, Azriel was confused as to why the man was moving his legs, so he curiously obliged, thinking he was probably still messing with his bandages---though not without a bit of embarrassment from having his manhood out in the open---before Vincent put himself between them. He was instantly very flustered by the closing space between them as a shiver ran up his spine from the hands venturing up to his hips. Even with a culture that didn't value much privacy, the monster knew this was definitely not some awkward hug, but most definitely some very intimate advances.

Reaching his good arm out to Vincent's shoulder trying to gently push away and refuse him, he leaned back in an attempt to squirm away, his ears pressing back against his head. "I-I really don't want to do... those things..." His good leg came up as well, wanting to close his legs and turn away from the man, though that proved hard to do.

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Vincent smiled crookedly, really what a cute little thing this boy was, with his ears pressed back, the timid and nervous look on his face only made Vincent want him more! Even though he was human he was undeniably a predator in his sexuality and he wanted to absolutely consume this boy~ He gripped the other's hips tighter and pulled him in.

"So you said," he agreed with a crooked smile. "But here is how things are actually going to go, you are going to give me what I want and I'll take good care of you and bring you back to the forest next year when your people come around again. Or I'm going to take what I want from you anyway and mount those unimpressive antlers of yours on my wall," he explained matter-of-factly, his lips curled in a dangerous smile.

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Azriel jumped a bit at the tightened grip, then his heart sank as he heard the threat. As much as he hated the situation, having his antlers chopped off and seeing the reminder of that torture on the wall would be worse. All he hoped now was that his village wouldn't avoid the area next year because of his disappearance.

The monster hesitated for a moment with his words caught in his throat as he lowered his head. He was torn between protecting his small bit of pride and avoiding the pain of his antlers getting broken off; sure, they'd come off in spring anyway, but the shedding process was much easier and less painful than however Vincent would snap them. After a moment, he sighed and tried to relax. "Just... be gentle... please..."

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Vincent gave Azriel the moment he seemed to need to process the threat and decide whether he was going to fight or not. Vincent didn't have a guess on what he'd decide, he was small and frail after all, but he was also a warrior for his people and depending on how seriously he took that he may decide to fight anyway.

He was pleased with the choice and smiled triumphantly, He released Azriel's hip and cupped his jaw, tilting his head back up to kiss him surprisingly softly. "I will be. Like I said I'll take good care of you," he assured gently and pulled back taking Azriel's good hand and pulling him carefully from the counter. "Come, we're going to bed," he murmured leading him out of the bathroom and towards his bedroom. "We'll be more comfortable there and I have lube so it won't hurt you. It'll feel good."


[User] Gabe grabbed the wall behind him and slowly sank back down. "I don't know what's happened. Why I haven't turned yet. But I have. Look at me. What even am I now?" Shaking his head he buried it in his hands much like he'd done before, only now without her own to steady him. "We've both seen people turn before, Agatha. This isn't how it goes. I'm glad that I get to be here longer than I thought, but at the same time, I'm scared out of my mind. What do I do? What the hell am I supposed to do?!" Suddenly angry, he balled his hand into a fist and slammed it backwards into the wall. A cloud of brick and mortar dust flew up, and there was the impression of his hand. "Shit..." He muttered, "Sorry."

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Agatha laughed slightly as he began and mentioned how he felt and the kiss she gave him. "Okay then...." She lowered the gun, keeping her distance, if he really didn't turn then the problem lies with their admitted feelings, the kiss, the L word will have changed things enough for them. Besides the fact that part of him still looked a bit like a zombie. She didn't know how she was going to deal with everything. "I don't know either." He was burying his hands and suddenly she rushed beside him. She had seen him do this so many times and she willingly wanted to comfort him.

The gun made a noise as it dropped, but safety was still on. She had let it go and damned herself if he was trying to trick her. He then slammed against the wall and she jumped, leaning back a bit, flinching in fear. But then he apologized. She reached out cautiously and touched his hand. "I don't know what's happening. Do you feel, bad? Are you hurtin' any?" She asked, worried about him as he sat there.

"I don't know whats happening either, but maybe we were lucky like I hoped." The idea of being alone in the world wasn't her interest and maybe this was an answer.

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"Argh!" Gabe covered his ears when the gun clattered to the floor. To him it was as loud as an actual gunshot. But he quickly calmed down when he saw how she had come to comfort him. "I'm sorry. Again." He mumbled, taking her hand in his.

"I don't feel bad exactly. My head hurts, and apparently I'm very sensitive, but other than that I feel fine. Great, actually. I could probably run a marathon right now. Or fight a lion. Os something like that. Also, I'm very very hungry... There should be some jerky in that bag somewhere. Could you get it for me. I mean, it's jerky, so it's probably still alright. I just feel like I need meat."

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Hearing him make a strange sound scared Agatha, making her flinch in fear she did something to upset the friend she had known for years. When he apologized again she shook her head. "This is all so strange, and new. Don't be sorry, we're learning. It's just you know I am a scaredy cat, the combination of nightmares and everything else... I suck." She commented quietly before he mentioned how he felt.

Thankfully he wasn't feeling that bad, he was sensitive and his head hurt, but nothing a little lavender and peppermint wouldn't help for his head. At the idea of him fighting a lion scared her. She then reached out for the bag, fearful of turning her back on him as she grabbed the jerky and handed him the package.

"So you don't want to eat me, you want the jerky?" She asked, handing it carefully too him.

[User] Gabe would have flushed if he could have. "I wish I could say the thought didn't cross my mind, but it did." He swallowed hard and looked down at his feet. "When we kissed... how good you tasted." He knew she was scared of him, but he'd rather be honest to protect her than lie to protect her feelings. "And you smell really good too. It's kind of overwhelming. Then again, all of it is." He took one of the jerkys and bit into it. He made a face but kept on chewing, handing her the other one. "Take just a tiny little bite and tell me what you think. I might be too sensitive right now, or it might be spoiled. I can't tell which."

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Agatha looked at him carefully, him admitting how she smelled and how she tasted as they kissed made her sad. A small pang of guilt also hit her that he'd never had been there if he wasn't getting enough food for them both. If he wasn't saddled with caring for her than he would have never got hurt. She reached out to touch his hand but then he made a face, probably from the jerky.

She took it and nibbled on it slightly, it tasted fine to her and she nodded. "I don't think its gone bad. Tastes fine for me." She explained, smiling for a moment and then realized it probably sucked cause he wanted human instead.

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Gabe realized the implications the same time she did. He didn't say anything, though. He didn't want to waste the jerky, so he suffered through it. "I'm just going to have to get used to different. You can have the rest of them though. I'll... I'll figure something out."

He looked sideways at her. "If things had gone different, you really would have shot me? Honestly, I'm relieved. I was really scared that when it came to it, you wouldn't. But now... It would probably be better for us to go our separate ways, but I already know what your answer will be. Besides, I can't stand the thought of leaving you alone." Reaching for her hand, he stroked it gently with his. "I still love you. Even if there's nothing I can do about it now... But I'll still protect you."

He laughed suddenly. "Besides, the way I figure it, I'll probably be eating rats like that vampire in that movie. You definitely won't want to kiss me then."

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Agatha looked at him her eyes clicking with his as they both seemed to determine the same thing about why he didn't like the jerky. Then he changed the subject to the gun and having it pointed to him. "I will admit, I don't think I could have done it Gabe. I kept telling myself, it won't be you anymore, things will be different and you will be gone and just a shell. I came back to shoot you, I was originally leaving, like you told me too. But then part of me said I had to come back and clean you up, I owed that much to you and myself. Didn't need another dang thing coming after me."

She then heard his mention of love again. She knew that he was right and what she felt was probably the same, but things would change and as he said, what did they have on it now? With his mention of rats her nose went up. "Fuck, really? I'm trying to eat the jerky and I got to think of rats?" She asked before leaning over and kissing him once more.

He hadn't had a rat yet and she wanted to see if she could trust him, or maybe she was being cruel. She went quickly back again. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have, that's mean."

[User] Gabe laughed at Agatha's reaction to his talk about rats, but it was cut short with a noise of surprise when she kissed him again. He pulled away, giving her a sly grin. If she was going to tease him, he was going to tease her right back. "Apology not accepted. I'm going to have to punish you for that." He grabbed her and pulled her close, taking a deep breath of her scent before whispering seductively in her ear. "I'm gonna eat you up!" And he began covering her cheeks and neck with kisses. Yeah, he knew it was cruel, and also probably a bad idea. But when would he ever get this chance again? Probably never. "Maybe I don't need to eat rats. Maybe just nibbling on you will be enough."

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Agatha looked at Gabe as he spoke about not accepting her apology. At the mention of punishment she worried of what he had planned. Hearing that he wanted to eat her she didn't know if she should trust him for what he would be saying. Instead she felt him began to kiss her like crazy. It felt so strange and unlike them normally. "Nibbling on me, you aren't a bloodsucker!" She shrieked, finding that since the zombies, she wondered what else would be real that almost had seemed hard to believe in the past. "Gabe!" She said playfully struggling against his hold.

She was laughing and it felt so good. "Gabe!" She cried out again with tears covering her eyes in the bout of giggles. "Gabe, talk to me please!" She spoke as he continued his attack on her body. But her own body was reacting with lust and need, hoping to quell it she tried to put a bit more fight into it. "Gabe, we still don't know whats going on." She begged quietly.


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"I just want a year with her. One year for her to discover she loves me." Matteo looked at his hitman. "Tell me you got her? I will talk to her myself." As his man nodded his head he went to the mirror and straightened his tie. He wanted her to be with him, maybe it was ever since his father was shot, but once he was given full control of the mafia something was different, he saw her. The way she haunted his dreams. Matteo looked to the window and saw the ocean crashing across the shores.

The way his iron pressed suit hugged his body, he took off the suit jacket and walked into the room where she was waiting. He walked over to her. "Ello, babygirl." He said softly as he circled around her like an animal to his prey.

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Veronica awoke with a start. Blue eyes scanned the room she was in, as she sat up in the bed. This wasn't her hotel room, that much, she knew. She was only wearing her bathing suit, one that had ridden up to look like a thong on her, and her huge breasts barely covered. The last thing she really remembered was being in the pool at her resort, drinking happily. Her best friend Allie by her side, and her boyfriend Tyler, somewhere off in the distance. It had been her 22nd birthday.

Veronica got up and went to the door, only to find it was locked. She banged her fists against it for a few minutes before giving up. Where was she? Honestly, she was confused, and why was she locked in this room? Before she could think about it much, a man suddenly entered her room and walked over to her. He began to circle her as she stared at him. He seemed familiar, at least in the sense that she'd seen his face and heard those exact words from his lips. "Who are you?" Veronica asked softly. "Why am I here?"

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Matteo looked at her softly, the way she seemed to be scared he didn't want that. "Don't be scared, I won't harm you." He looked at her carefully before going to the chair and crossing his legs. "I am Matteo." He said sternly, the Italian in his blood was deep and thick, it streamed through his facial muscles and through his tongue.

"You are here because I want you to be here." He said watching her softly taking in her entire features, everything just like he imagined it, her red hair and fiery spirit. "Babygirl, you are exactly as I remembered. Down to the very eyelash. Perfection."

[Assistant] Veronica stared at the man. He was handsome, but she didn't exactly know him. He said he wouldn't harm her, but she was skeptical about that. It made no sense. "Why do you want me here?" Veronica asked curiously. "I have no idea who you are. Just let me go!"

[User] He watched her carefully, she seemed fine then panicked he extended his hand and smiled. "I want you to stay with me for a year, I want you to fall in love with me. You can have anything you want here, and at the end of this you will be begging for my cock." He said before sitting and looking at her.

[Assistant] "Are you insane?" Veronica asked. "I don't know you. You can't keep me here!" Veronica said angrily. "I don't... I'm not falling in love with you! I have a boyfriend, a life, friends!" Veronica said. "I don't want your cock." Panicked, Veronica tried to run past him.

[User] Matteo watched as the woman panicked when trying to run past him he grasped her wrist and pushed her against the wall. "You can't run, I will find you.." He said as he grabbed her throat pressing gently. " Do you understand me?" He asked her as he found himself getting angry with her reaction. " It's not that hard to love someone. You just have to see overtime you will." He loosened his grip on her neck and nodded. "Be good babygirl."

[Assistant] Veronica gasped in surprise as he suddenly found herself thrown against the wall roughly, his body against her own as he grabbed her throat. "Why... are... you... doing... this?" Veronica got out in between gasps as she tried to breathe. "Come on! I love my boyfriend! I don't even know you!" Veronica protested as he finally let go of her neck. "God, why me?" Veronica asked, still trying to figure out why he wanted her in love with him.

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Matteo looked at her softly, "You have three hundred and sixty five days to fall in love with me..." Taking a deep breath he watched her. "If you don't I will let you go." He stated calmly his hand running along her cheek.

"My father had been shot and killed in the fight as my family died I saw you, and seeing you in my visions and dreams, I want you to be with me. I'm just asking for your time. One year. What do you have to lose?"

[Assistant] Veronica sighed as she listened to the man. An entire year was a long time, but then there were other questions running through her mind. "What about my life, my job, my boyfriend? I can't just disappear, people will look for me." Veronica said softly, smiling as he tenderly ran his hand along her cheek. "Do you even know my name?" Veronica asked, trying to understand why he was so intent on being with her. How had he ever even seen her? "Fine. I guess. Just let me go if I don't ever love you..."

[User] Matteo looked at her as she spoke the similar and repetitive question. "Babygirl, you don't have to worry about your boyfriend. I made sure my men left him a letter to tell him that you are disappearing from his life. For others, you have a... new job opportunity." He said looking at her smile. "I do my homework, Veronica." He stated towards her, wondering if she would try any funny business again, either way he would do what he must to keep her here, to do anything for her to fall in love with him.

[Assistant] Veronica listened to the man before her and sighed. It seemed he had planned this well, to the point where somehow, no one would really notice she was gone. Honestly, it kind of sucked, but what could she do? "So basically, you're the only person I can even talk to for an entire year?" Veronica asked, feeling a little frustrated at the situation. In spite of it, Veronica chose to lay down on the bed as she listened to him mention he did his homework. "Mm, do you though?" Veronica asked softly. "Why exactly do you think we'd be good together in the first place? You don't know me."

[User] Matteo shook his head. "You will see other people. I promise you, you aren't my prisoner." He said calmly before moving close to her. "I won't touch you unless you ask for it, but I feel like we will be very compatible. I am not your boyfriend, I am better." He said softly as his eyes watched her, taking in her sight. "As for getting to know you. We have to. That's why I ask for the year, Veronica."

[Assistant] Veronica laughed as she heard Matteo. "If I'm not your prisoner, why don't you let me go?" Veronica said softly. "At least let me have my cell phone if I am to be stuck here." Veronica said with a sigh as he moved in close. She let out a small sigh of relief as he explained he wouldn't touch her unless she wanted him to. "Why do you think you're better?" Veronica asked softly. "So, what, I have to spend all of my time with you?"

[User] Matteo looked at her, his anger starting to boil. "I am asking for a year. How hard is one year?" He asked her as she asked about her cell phone. "I will give it to you once I know you won't do anything stupid." He said softly as she sighed twice in the moment. "I just know I am, trust me." When she spoke about spending all of her time he looked at her. "Not all your time, I do have work to attend to but you can have access to the amenties in the home. You also will come with me when I have to go somewhere for business."

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Veronica sighed as she heard Matteo. God, he was annoying and frustrating and she didn't get why he had to demand an entire year of her. "So you're just... cutting me off from the entire world?" Veronica pointed out softly.

She glared as he explained she would have to come with him. "And what is your business exactly?" Veronica asked, relaxing in the bed and trying to pretend this wasn't utter crap, what he was doing to her.

[User] "Not for its entirety. Soon, darling. Soon." Matteo looked at her as she asked about his business. "My business is exactly that, my business." He growled under his breath noticing how she was testing his patience in every way possible. "Veronica, do you like TV? There is one, you can watch unless you want to do something with me?"

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Veronica nodded as he explained she would get her phone back, even though she highly doubted that. Matteo looked angry as he claimed it was his business. Veronica, however, chose not to back down. Instead, she moved in closer to him before pressing her body into his, purposely playing with the man. "So I'm just supposed to accompany you while you conduct business I can't know about?" Veronica asked. "This isn't exactly the way to start this. You want me to get to know you, start with being honest." Veronica said.

"And what exactly do I wear when I'm with you? You're not exactly telling me what to expect." Veronica said softly. "How about we go shopping together?" Veronica asked softly. "Maybe if you're lucky, I'll let you see my naked body."

[User] Matteo watched her, keeping his sight on her as she moved closer to him. "Once I told you, you would be afraid, and I don't want you to be scared of me, babygirl." He muttered before backing her against watching as she toyed with him. "I won't be toyed with, I don't take disobedience lightly. You can go shopping. I will get one of my men to set it up and then we will go." He said to her as he hovered near her, they were close and he felt a bulge in his pants start to form at the seduction she was playing with him.

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Soon, Veronica was pinned back against the wall, and she giggled at his words. "You said you wouldn't touch me without my permission. I'm just... testing your limits." Veronica teased with a smile.

They headed into town, where they went to a few high end shops and Veronica got lots of fancy, pretty dresses while trying them on in front of Matteo, ignoring his hard on. She even tried on various forms of lingerie and showed them off to Matteo on purpose. Once she was done, Veronica decided to come out one last time, completely naked, her body having no hair on it thanks to a lot of laser hair removal treatments on every inch of her body, making her hairless somewhat like a baby. Matteo was sitting in a chair, and Veronica slowly approached before getting on top of him and watching his reaction.

"Be a good boy, try not to touch." Veronica teased.

[User]
Matteo looked at her and growled a little, a groan of disapproval. "Don't test me, babygirl. You won't like the results." He watched as they went into town and he played with her, she was beautiful and as he sat in the chair watching her carefully as she came upon him. "What are you doing babygirl?" He asked as he placed his hands on her hips.

"I only have so much patience, I don't want to break my promise but you are making it very difficult and as you toy with me I am assuming you want this." He said pointing at him wearing his black shirt rolled up a bit at the sleeve, looking at her, wondering what was running through her head.

[Assistant] Matteo's hand ended up on Veronica's hips as he questioned her motives, making her grin. "Oh, I'm just having fun at your expense." Veronica said. Veronica giggled as she heard him point out that he didn't have much patience and he assumed she wanted to do it. "Mmm, you're wrong." Veronica said, pulling away with a happy smile. "I don't want you. I just like playing with you, seeing how hard I can get you without ever giving you what you want." Veronica admitted, and went back to the dressing room to change. She slipped on a dress and heels before returning. "Can we get this stupid event over with already?"

[User]
"That's not very nice." Matteo said watching her carefully, the way she seemed to be playing with him, Pushing her gently off him he pushed her against the mirror by the neck and took a deep breath. "You will find my limits are not very high and I am not that good and behaving. Soon I might just have to break and you will have to suffer."

"Yes, we will get the event over with and then we will separate for the evening." He said as he looked her over. "You look beautiful." He commented on her appearance as he took a look in the mirror at himself.

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Veronica smirked as she heard his words. "Neither is kidnapping, and yet here we are." Veronica pointed out coldly.

"Oh yeah, you forcing me to have sex with you is naturally going to make me love you. You do that and you might as well trash the whole year because a year won't make me love you if you forced yourself on me." Veronica pointed out. She rolled her eyes as he called her beautiful, but thankfully, they ended up getting into the car in silence, her bags of clothing in the trunk of the car before they pulled up to a club. While Matteo went off to a private room, Veronica was stuck nearby enough that her actions could be seen by Matteo easily. She found herself jealous with the way Matteo seemed to be enjoying the stripper pole dancing in front of him.

Veronica looked hot, her breasts in a push up bra that made sure her cleavage was peaking out over the top of her dress, and it was form fitting against her entire body. Her breasts were her best asset, at least, Veronica had always figured that to be true. Once the jealousy overtook her completely, Veronica found her way into the lap of an attractive man, in clear sight of Matteo as the two made out passionately, with the man already pulling her dress up and her thong down, groping her and making it very clear his intentions were going to involve sex quickly, as if his hard on wasn't making that obvious.


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Marcus stepped off the transport and looked around at the airport. The same airport he had left ten years before. It didn't seem real. Four years in the army and six years in a prison somewhere in Iran, most likely, but nobody had ever figured it out exactly.

His time in there was something he didn't talk about. It was actually something that the military was finding a bit difficult to come to grips with, that there had been 16 prisoners from all branches of the service, 8 men and 8 women, and none of them would speak a word of what had happened to them in the prison.

The good news was that he was home, although he wasn't sure how good that was. It felt too odd. The other good news was that he had six years of back hazard pay in his bank account. Money wouldn't be an issue for quite a while.

His parents were dead, car accident. He'd learned that they'd left enough in life insurance to care for his sister and pay off the house. She'd been cared for by her Aunt, who was living in the house with her. But, now that she was 18, Aunt Marge was planning on moving out, especially since he was coming home.

He walked into the terminal and couldn't find her. However, through process of elimination, he noticed the curvy redhead staring at him intently. "You... you can't be my sister. Can you?"

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Melanie was holding a sign containing her brother's rank and their last name. Honestly, she was beyond nervous about this. She hadn't seen him in ten long years. She had been 8 when he left for the military. Things had changed dramatically in that time. Their parents had died in a car accident, her aunt had moved in with her for two years, and now, Melanie had access to all this money left in life insurance. So much so that she'd paid off the house and put it under her own name.

Still, she was nervous. She and her brother Marcus had talked a lot in the beginning, but then he was taken as a POW, and she hadn't heard a word from him in years. Hell, she only found out he was coming home when a commanding officer showed up at her door earlier that morning.

A man she didn't recognize approached her, and instinctively, Melanie hugged him. "Wow. It's really you..." Melanie said a bit breathlessly as she pulled away.

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"Yeah... it's me. Holy shit, Melanie. I uh... I don't even recognize you. Like, so many people, you can see their faces as a kid and know it's them, but you are uh..."

He looked over her curves with an almost predator-like eye, a thing he couldn't help after what he'd been through. "You're all grown up, aren't you baby sis." He picked up his bag that he'd set down.

"That's all the luggage I have," he said. "You spend years MIA, they lose their stuff, not that I had much anyway. So, would you mind if we grabbed some pizza? I'm so fucking hungry for real American pizza I could die. You have no idea how much you want something until you can't have it. Can we do Pizza Inn? I'm so hungry, I think I could hit that buffet and bankrupt them today."

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"I thought you were dead." Melanie said before listening to her brother seem to lose his words as he stared at her. There was almost an alluring way he seemed to check her out, as if he really liked her body. "I know... I grew up and became a plus sized woman. Compared to how you turned out, it makes no sense." Melanie said, blushing. She didn't have a problem with her weight, but her brother was the only man who'd ever seemed to appreciate what he saw in her body.

"All legal and doing online college in a few months." Melanie said softly, looking at him as he picked up the bag he'd set down. She frowned as he explained that having been missing, the military lost all of his things. Soon enough, he was asking about going to a pizza place they had loved as kids, and she laughed.

"Sure. Uh, come on." Melanie said with a smile. "So uh... are you, you know... okay?"

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Marcus hung on that phrase 'all legal'. Shit, he shouldn't let those thoughts drift though his mind. "I'm uh... I'm fine. I think I'm just going to be weird for a bit, so bear with me." They got to the car and he figured he'd let her drive, it had been quite a while since he had. As they drove, his eyes drifted over her.

"Plus sized is amazing," he said, looking forward again. "One of the prisoners I was in with, Jenny. She was an amazing curvy girl and she was... well, she was something. They locked us up together sometimes and we got along very well. So, you're in good company."

They got to the restaurant and he smelled the aromas. This had been one of his high school hangouts, he and his buddies coming in and devouring the buffet as only teenage boys could. He felt like he could eat as much as his whole squad could.

They filled their plates and grabbed a table, but after a heaping plate of pizza he chuckled. "I uh, I guess my stomach might have been bigger than my eyes. Still, I think I can fit a bit more in."

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"Weird how?" Melanie asked softly. She raised an eyebrow as he said being plus sized was amazing, and mentioned he'd had some good times with a girl who was plus sized. "Oh yeah?" Melanie asked with a smile. "I can only imagine the kinds of things you did with her in prison." Melanie teased with a smile. "Must have been boring."

They got to the restaurant and Melanie walked in with her brother, filling their plates and grabbing a table. "I used to come here all the time after you stopped calling. It started to feel like this was the only place I could still be close to you." Melanie admitted softly. Then, she began eating, letting out soft moans at the taste of the amazing food. "It's okay, we can take it to go."

[User] "No, no. Let's just hang out here for a bit. I'm not sure if I'm quite ready or home. Holy shit. I can grab a beer! I can't believe I didn't think of that." Marcus flagged down a waitress who quickly delivered a big frosty mug. "But we haven't talked about you. You're finishing high school. Dating anyone? Clubs? Hell, everything. You've lived a whole life since I've been gone. Tell me about it."

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Listening to Marcus, Melanie couldn't help but giggle. "You got old, brother." Melanie teased, watching as he got himself a beer.

She raised an eyebrow at his questions. "Uh... Dating? No, not really." Melanie said awkwardly. "Apparently it's a turn off to everyone, chastity. Or it's my size. It's really probably both. You don't really see girls like me around here." Melanie explained softly. "When you disappeared, I lost my best friend. I found religion. It was like... this last resort for me, hoping somehow, you'd be okay." Melanie explained.

"It's kind of a joke, honestly. I lost my best friend, and who knows if you'll ever be that person to me again... And then I lost my parents." Melanie said softly. "I don't know. Kind of feels like it was pointless, waiting for some idea of a perfect guy when really, I should have just let the few guys who ever saw me as fuckable actually fuck me."

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"Well, those guys are idiots," Marcus said. He actually grabbed a little food to go after he finished his beer and they headed back to the house. It felt empty without their parents, but at least Melanie was still there. They caught up a little bit more before he went to bed, as they were getting ready, he stopped by her room and caught her in a very nice, silky teddy outfit.

He just stopped and stared, almost with a wolf's eye. "Is that what you always wear to bed?" he asked. "Because I approve." He went to her and hugged her then... a bit unusual given her state of undress. Of course, he was dressed in simple boxer-briefs. "Well, it's great to be back, little sister. I'm happy I'm here."

He said that while holding her face in his hand and for a moment it seemed he might kiss her. But then, he gave a gentle tug off her hair, returning to his room. His room was much different, his parents long ago having converted it to a guest room with a big queen sized bed. He stripped his clothes and went to sleep, naked on top of the covers, door open.

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Back in her bedroom, Melanie slipped into her pajamas, a silky thin dress. Marcus hugged her, it feeling a little weird considering he was in boxers and she wasn't a little girl anymore. "I'm glad you're back Marcus." Melanie said softly, watching as it seemed like Marcus was tempted to kiss her. Instead, he tugged on her hair before leaving.

Melanie fell asleep on top of her covers, her dress riding up revealing no underwear underneath her skimpy dress. Now that her brother was home, Melanie felt a bit more at ease, but she was still a very light sleeper.

[User]
Marcus was in the prison. He was in his cell the bell went off. He walked around, but the place felt different. He got to Jenny's room and was asleep. He didn't want to wake her, but he also knew they had orders. Sex, or punishment. Not sure how to resolve it, he sat down on the edge her bed and stared straightforward, stroking his cock.

He knew they were watching, the captors. If he did this until Jenny woke up, they couldn't punish them. When she woke up, he'd fuck her like he had so many times before. She liked that. She liked it rough. He did, too.

[Assistant] Melanie awoke with a start, realizing someone was on her bed. She tried to get her bearings, but was surprised to see her brother Marcus sitting on her bed, stroking an impressively sized cock. "Holy..." Melanie said, staring at his cock. "Is that... like... a normal size for a cock?" Melanie asked, completely unaware her brother was not thinking of her as his sister.

[User] Marcus heard someone in the room speaking, but couldn't make it out. "Well, Jenny, are you going to do your job? Your hand-job that is. I don't have all night." He didn't look at Melanie, just kept staring straight forward, seeing the walls of the prison in front of him.

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Melanie had to admit that watching her brother was getting her hot and bothered, despite the fact that he had no idea what was going on. He didn't know who she was and kept calling her Jenny, but eventually, Melanie sighed.

Slowly, Melanie moved off of her bed and got on her knees in front of her brother. This was a first for her and it was beyond wrong, but she'd read it was better to just go with whatever flashback rather than trying to snap him out of it. She licked over his huge length and then opened her mouth wide and took as much of it into her mouth as she could, and sucked, very obviously inexperienced in what she was trying to do.

[User] Marcus felt her lips and kept staring straight-forward. He grabbed her hair and gave a gentle slap to her face. "You know the rules, Jenny. Handjob first, then blowjob. The guards expect a full show. If you don't do it right, we get whippings, and not the good kind." He reached down and caressed a breast. She felt different, a little bigger breasts than he remembered, but he liked it.

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Melanie was shocked when Marcus grabbed her hair and yanked her back before slapping her face. God, she was really out of her depths here, and she kind of wished he would snap out of it soon. But there was another part of her that kind of liked her brother's dominance, that turned her on.

So she complied, slowly moving both of her hands so one could stroke his length and pick up speed, while the other played with her brother's balls. Again, making her wonder if all men were as big as Marcus seemed to be. She let out a soft moan as she felt his hand on her breast as she gained more speed in how her hand was stroking his massive cock.

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"That's a good girl," Marcus whispered, his cock growing even harder and longer. A guard had told him that it was his cock that had saved his life. Fahal alkhayl had been his nickname. 'Stallion' in Arabic. The captors had enjoyed a good show, and a longer tool always helped with such things.

He let her stroke him and began to moan. It had been almost a week since they'd set the prisoners free in the desert and they'd been rescued. He hadn't had sex in all that time. "Good, Jenny. You can suck now. Suck that big cock and make me cum. Swallow half of it and spray the rest on your tits. Put on a show, you sexy girl."

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Watching her brother's cock get harder and longer was shocking. Melanie'd never really seen a cock before, let alone one grow hard with her actions. It seemed so big, but his moans were encouraging her. After all, it wasn't like Melanie really knew what she was doing. Only that she couldn't stop.

When he told her to suck, Melanie moved back down and eagerly went back to her attempt at sucking him off. She was finding she kind of liked the feeling of a man's cock in her mouth and even down her throat like this, even though she was inexperienced and using more teeth than she should. Melanie pulled back for a quick moment to take off her nightgown as he explained he wanted her to swallow some of it and spray half on her tits. She did love him calling her sexy, even if it wasn't meant for her.

It took Melanie longer than most to bring her brother to cum, and she let him fill her mouth before pulling back and letting his cock keep spilling cum on her tits.

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Marcus groaned a bit, trying to be loud because it played better for the camera. He loved the feeling of the spunk shooting out of him, all over her tits. He looked down for the first time, but he wasn't really looking, being in the sleepwalking state that he was.

He reached down and covered his hand in his own cum from her tits and wiped it across her face. "Well done," he said. "Now keep that spunk on you until the morning, Jenny. And use my cum to get yourself off. It will get us real eggs for breakfast."

He stood up and walked back to his bed, lying down again, naked atop the covers. He dreamed strange dreams though. Blurry visions of cumming on his sister's tits drifted through his mind. He awoke in the morning and slipped on his underwear, walking to the kitchen to make some coffee, his cock stiff and evident in his shorts, trying to escape above the waistband.

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Melanie felt like she was having some sort of insane dream. Her brother was handsome, his cum had been hot, especially when he wiped it on her face and then demanded she keep it on her. Suddenly, just like that, Marcus was gone, telling her to get herself off. Melanie had never done that, nor did she know how to, but thankfully, Marcus wasn't going to be watching, so she didn't try.

It was a restless night for Melanie though. Her mind was still reeling and she barely knew how to process what she had just been through. Once Marcus entered the kitchen in the morning, Melanie left her room, still naked, her tits and face covered in his cum as she went to confront him. "Are we going to talk about what happened?"


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Eliza waited patiently outside the front door, looking around the yard as she could see some things that could be done to make it look nicer and more appealing as well. She was in school to become an interior designer so she had an eye for these types of things. And any job that gave her some type of experience, even just cleaning, was always a bonus. She looked up as the door opened, smiling as the man appeared on the other side and almost made her speechless. He was absolutely gorgeous and stunning, almost making her fumble over her words as she shook her head lightly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well. The tip here was quite easy, I know the area a bit since I went to school around here when I was a kid," she said with a light smile as she brushed some hair out of her face. "So is it in bad or good shape? Just so I know whether its gonna take forever or not," she said teasingly with a light laugh, trying to break any tension or awkwardness.

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David smiled at her and enjoyed her teasing time and nodded to her. "The house is in reasonable shape." He did not feel awkward or any tension he had see how she looked at him. He was glad that she found him attractive it will make certain aspects of the things to come easier. Plus she was very attractive as well the little shorts would make things interesting.

He closed the door behind her as she entered, the entry area was very nice. Some plants as well as a few small mirrors that seemed to reflect light around the area. The design of the house looked to be mainly gothic Victorian. "I have made accommodations for you here. I know that you are still a student but there is plenty of space here for you."

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Eliza nodded as he said it was in reasonable shape, wondering how long it would take to fix up everything. She stepped in aide and was in love with gothic Victorian design, looking over to him in surprise as he said he made accommodations for her. "Oh, that's so nice of you, thank you. It would be nice to stay here and be able to step right into work in the morning," she said with a light smile to him. She always slept better in her own place but not having to commute to work every day would be nice.

"So shall we get started right away? Maybe tell me what you need me to do or guide me through some things you want done," she said with a smile to him, setting her purse with her keys and cell phone down near the door.

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David smiled at her again his eyes moving over her as they walked and spoke about the house, he did need her help but he wanted more from the pretty blonde. "You are welcome, Eliza. The kitchen and the bedrooms nearest it are the ones that I have already gotten ready for us." He showed her to a large kitchen that had two kinds of cooking areas one looked to be a traditional stovetop and the other was an island prep area with a grill at the center. The floor and the countertops were done in dark marble with what looked to be silver and gold running through the stone in places. There was a large fridge as well as a walk-in freezer in the corner. "The kitchen has been fully stocked any food that you like in particular I will have ordered in for you."

After the tour of the kitchen and the bedrooms, he took them to their first project. The space looked to have been a balcony area that looked over the rather run-down looking garden below it. "This is where we should start." The area looked as though it had not been used in years and some of the chairs and other furniture were gonna get tossed. But it did not look like it was beyond salvage. David had already moved some of the cleaning supplies out there so that they could get started. "Are you ready?"

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Eliza smiled as she nodded and followed him to the kitchen, surprised by its size and the space it had. She liked how there were two different parts, an area for prepping and grilling as well as a normal stove top. She loved to cook so she might spend most of her free time there, especially if he didn't mind her making some meals and such for herself or even for both of them while she was there to help him with the house. "Wow I love the kitchen. I love to cook and make meals so I wouldn't mind making food for us if you would rather not cook," she said with a soft chuckle, following him to the first area to be fixed up.

She looked around the balcony, seeing it would need a lot of cleaning and TLC but it wasn't beyond hope. She looked to him at his question and nodded with a grin. "I'm ready if you are David. Let's get started," she said as she bent over and picked up a rag with some cleaner, looking around to see where to start first.

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David was glad to hear that she liked to cook he had never been that great at it preferring take-out or more simple things. But having a maid and a cook would be very nice. He watched as she bent over to pick up some of the supplies and was again glad that she answered the ad. "I'm glad that you like it. I'm not much of a cook my work has me making fast things most of the time." He went over to the balcony doors and opened them up letting in a nice warm breeze that would also help from breathing in all that dust and dirt. "I have one of those dumpsters in the garden anything we can not save we just toss in there."

He moved back over to her picking up some of the dusters as well as some of the cleaners. "Let's start with the things that can't get away from us." He grinned some as he moved closer to her, even though he seemed to have been working on the house since before she had arrived. The scent that came from him was almost like a clean clear waterfall. He lightly rubbed her back up and down as he moved to some of the portraits that looked to be in the wall itself.

[User] Eliza felt the nice warm breeze as he opened the balcony doors, starting to lightly dust off some of the portraits before he moved them. She felt his hands rubbing her back lightly, not sure how to feel about him being so touchy right after they had just met. She knew he was taller than her as she was only 5'6 and could tell by his physique that he could easily overpower her petite and slim frame, trying to push any negative thoughts from her mind as she tried to think of something to talk about. "So are you keeping the rooms the same or are you going to change them?" She asked as she dusted the walls and frames of the portraits, the hem of her tanktop riding up and showing her slim but toned stomach and abs.

[Assistant] David rubbed her back some more but then started working on polishing the frames as she continued moving along. "I'm a big fan of the gothic design so I have no intentions on changing that. But some places I want to update to a more modern style." He grinned watching her as he spoke, he stood about 6'4 and had a lean but muscular frame. "I also want to see about getting the pool cleaned up so that I can get back to some of my routine." As he cleaned he watched as Eliza moved she was not short for a woman but to him, she was still a bit petite and he found that he was liking that more and more. She had fantastic curves in all the right places, she would be perfect for what he really wanted her for.

[User] Eliza smiled to his words and nodded lightly, continuing to dust the walls and bending over to wipe off the baseboards at the bottom. She tilted her head as he spoke about the pool, looking to him as his physique seemed accustomed to swimming. "I agree about fixing up the pool, swimming is great exercise as well as a good way to relax and rest those overworked joints and muscles," she said as she cleaned, able to feel his gaze on her. It was starting to make her feel a bit uneasy, like she was a piece of meat dangling in front of a predator, but she tried to keep herself calm and push those thoughts away. She was probably just being paranoid, knowing she sometimes overreacted like that.

[Assistant] David was enjoying the view of her bent over like that and was finding that part of his instincts kicking in some more. He went back to work on the frames for a time before setting down the cloth. "Swimming is a fantastic exercise. I've always loved the water." He smiled some more as he remembered some memories of his time in Greece the memories making things more apparent that he wanted more. He took a drink of some water and set it back on the table when Eliza looked back to what she was doing he moved right his strong hands catching her arms and pulling her back so her ass was pressed into her groin. "You are amazing." He whispered low before licking her neck slowly and grinding his groin into her ass hard.

[User] Eliza nodded to his words and tried to focus on the work of cleaning, not needing her paranoia to get the best of her and cause her to freak out. As she was starting to calm down she felt his hands grab her arms, gasping as she was pulled back against the man's larger frame. The words whispered into her ear had a cold shiver running down her spine, her body tense with fear as he licked her neck and grinded against her ass. "David, stop it," she stuttered out as she tried to move away from him but his strong grip kept her in place. "We-we need to be cleaning," she said as she still struggled against him.

[Assistant] David grinned a bit as he moved with her as she wriggled against him his strong hands squeezing her arms as he held her to him. "We have plenty of time to clean." His voice rumbled slowly in her ear as he moved one of his hands from her arm to her front rubbing over her breasts squeezing firmly. "All-natural is the best." His hand slid from her breasts and down her front squeezing her thighs back and forth before sliding one hand between them and rubbing at her denim glad pussy slowly. Keeping her pinned back against him though excited him and he wanted more from her. The large hardening bulge growing in his pants pressing into her ass more.

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Eliza felt her heart beating fast against her chest, feeling as if it was in her throat as he whispered in her ear. She couldn't say anything except a strangled whimper that escaped her throat as his hand squeezed her firm breasts. She let out a shaky breath and his hand squeezed her bare thighs before moving to her denim covered pussy, struggling as he rubbed at it. "N-No please, you... the ad said you needed help cleaning..." she stuttered out as she struggled against him, able to feel his length hardening against her ass.

"W-Why are you doing this? I don't want this," she whimpered as she knew she couldn't get away from him, with him being taller and stronger than her it was near impossible. She felt fear that she was trapped here with him until he decided otherwise, the fear causing her to tremble lightly in his hold as her hope of getting away was slowly fading away.

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David licked her neck some more and kissing slowly as well. "Mmm. I could not resist you." His one hand still held her arm the other turned between her thighs and started rubbing her pussy harder. All of his fingers probing her lips and even up to her clit as he made a motion that was like motioning someone over. "The ad was about cleaning. This place needs a bunch of cleaning." The hand on her arm squeezed and rubbed up and down going to her shoulder and then back down.

He could tell that she was scared and he always enjoyed that aspect of the process they would get so scared that they just fell right into the programming. His large shaft was rock hard now moving his hips and rubbing the thick shaft up and down between her ass cheeks. "We have so much to discuss." He grinds slowly into her ass some more. "Tell me more about yourself."

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Eliza shivered as he licked and kissed at her neck, his words causing her to visibly tremble. She gasped as he hand rubbed her pussy through her jean shorts, clamping her thighs together tightly to try and stop him from doing so. She whimpered as his hand pressed up against her clit through the shorts, the stimulation making her start to become aroused and wet even if she didn't want it.

When he spoke again she shivered and shook her head, trying to squirm away from him. "P-Please stop this, I'm just a student trying to make some money by working to get through school. Just let me go now and we can forget this ever happened..." she pleaded softly as she squirmed to get out of his hold on her.

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David flexed his hand making sure that it was flat to her hidden pussy the tips of his fingers dancing over her pussy lips and making sure that he drug from her ass up to her clit. Feeling her body tremble he kissed her neck more licking small circles against her soft flesh. "Mmm. You think that I'm going to cheat you?" His voice was low as he spoke into her ear again before slowly licking the lobe then sucking on it lightly.

At this point, he was rock hard and pressed his large shaft into her ass cheeks more. Rubbing his thick shaft over her ass cheeks more his other hand still rubbing her arm up and down squeezing firmly as he did. Making sure that she could not get free. But he wanted more from her but he could tell that she would be an amazing sub. He knew that it would take time but it was going to be worth it so very much worth it.

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Eliza whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut tightly as he rubbed at her pussy through the shorts, each rub over her clit causing her to become even wetter against her panties underneath the shorts. She shivered as he licked her neck and spoke into her ear, making a sound of distress as he sucked on her earlobe. She could feel his hard cock grinding against her through their clothes, still wriggling against his hold but it was weaker as she was getting tired from the constant struggling.

"It kind of is cheating me since it seems you want more than just my cleaning help," she said softly as she trembled lightly in his hold. "P-Please stop this. Lets just do what you're paying me for," she said as her heart hammered hard against her chest, wanting to get away from him and how he was making her body respond.

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David growled low in her ear as he sucked and pulled on her earlobe some more dragging his teeth along the soft flesh. Feeling her getting tired from squirming and struggling he let go of her arm and slid it over her breasts squeezing them slowly. "I do want more." His voice was low as he spoke into her ear again his hand slid down from her breasts and down to the front of her shorts finding the buttons and the zipper. His skilled fingers moved and undid them quickly and pushing the sides open his hand sliding down against her panties. "Mmm." His fingers lightly played over her clothed clit rubbing slowly up and down.

The fingers of his other hand continued to play over her pussy through her shorts and slowly pulling at them as well. He wanted to get them off her but he was very patient but feeling the heat of her pussy made him bolder. Sliding his hand up and slipping into her panties rubbing just above her clit and then over her clit and lips rubbing slowly. His other hand pulling at the little shorts more.