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Criminal 5a(2)/?
Date: 2012-08-08 12:47 am (UTC)Butch had her pinned against the wall with his hand wrapped so tightly around her throat that Herman could see the whites of his knuckles.
Herman has Butch slamming into a crate before he can think to speak, to call out to stop—maybe DeLoria would’ve if… no, he wouldn’t have—he’s just like his mother.
“What the fuck?” Butch cries, instinctually bucking and thrashing against the larger body that pushes and holds him down on the floor. “Get off me man!”
Herman can’t keep himself from forcing his knee into Butch’s spine, wrenching a huffed groan from the young man beneath him as Kate’s cough’s and gasps sound behind him.
His anger seizes, however, when Butch jerks his head back and fixes Herman with a look so coldly familiar that Herman’s heart skips a beat.
Come on, Manny sweetheart, you ain’t messin’ with just any DeLoria…
It hadn’t taken long to get Kate back to the Security office, merely telling Park that he should escort Butch DeLoria to his apartment while Herman volunteered to walk the Doc’s kid home. No suspicion, just a simple nod—Herman nearly had a panic attack, anyway.
Sorry for this short little post, character limit kills me.
Criminal 5b/?
Date: 2012-08-08 01:01 am (UTC)“Come on, vodka doesn’t count Manny.” She swings her legs up onto the table between them, crossing her booted feet with a plucky bounce. “Neither does Fresh Pep, it’s technically a household appliance—,”
“Officer Gomez.” He corrects lamely, falling quiet when she looks up at him in surprise.
“Oh cut the shit, Manny.” She sneers acidly, making him wince as he breaks the tip of his pencil on the first letter of her name on his report.
In a quick move Kate leans across the table, snatching the pencil from his hands and slamming it into the table loudly. Herman jumps when it snaps in half.
“Off the record, hm?” She smiles sweetly at him, the smoke curling from her mouth smelling like candy. “I’ll tell you all my dirty secrets.”
The prospect gives him pause, his racing thoughts preventing him from flinching against the broken pencil splinters that Kate childishly throws at him. “Will you?”
She too seems to consider that offer for a moment, probably thinking of the ways she can weave him further into her grasp; she will never truly let him into her head, of course, even Herman’s slow mind can gather that. He can’t possibly imagine what she will say, however—if she will even answer his questions. Is this a game? Or is she trying to help him figure something out?
Watching her now, twirling a strand of hair around her finger with her eyes all but branding him, he can’t help but feel like he is missing something dire.
“Tell me, Kate—anything.” He leans forward with the hushed plea, his eyes openly searching hers as cherry smoke burns his eyes.
She laughs lightly, an unsettling trill that sends a spike of warmth to his heart, and rolls her ankle in a stretch.
Kate’s eyes lift to his. “I’ve been a bad, bad girl…”
Herman swallows as he holds her intense gaze, a shiver running through him as a drop of sweat tickles down his neck.
She gives his entire being a once-over, nose scrunching in disgust as she flicks her ashes onto the floor. “I’ve been careless with a delicate man.”
“Kate.” Herman warns, his visible anger drawing merriment to the darkness of her eyes. “You forget who you’re talking to, young lady.”
“Oh?” She challenges strongly, letting her feet fall loudly to the ground as she leans across the table as well. “What, you aren’t going to tell my daddy, are you?”
“Maybe I will.” He says, clenching his fists to keep from snatching her up by the hair and dragging her across the table. “That’s what you deserve.”
“Hm.” She smirks thoughtfully, large eyes flying about in their observation of his face. Herman wonders just how high she is. He can smell the chemicals on her breath.
“Well Manny, if you tell...” She pauses, fixing him with that familiar frightening stare as grey smoke swirls from her nostrils like an imp. “I’ll tell.”
Criminal 5c/?
Date: 2012-08-08 01:15 am (UTC)“You’re disgusting.” He whispers, eyes staring into the nothingness beyond her as she slinks gracefully out of her seat to walk about the room thoughtfully. “Don’t you… care?”
“Care?” She snorts. “About what? Care about you, Manny old boy?”
“About your reputation.” He mumbles, fighting back the painfully sore lump in his throat and the overwhelming terror of what this young woman has done to his life, about what he has done… “You’re stuck here, you know. You think you can live with the whole vault, your father and friends, judging you and hating you?”
Kate is silent, so sure in her step that Herman briefly thinks that she has left him. He goes to turn his head, though the heated breath puffing along his jaw from within the darkness behind him freezes his bones in their sockets.
Instinctual fear prickles up his spine as he feels a sharp canine prick at his skin when she presses her lips to the shelf of his jaw.
“Ellen DeLoria manages…” She hisses, her tongue wet and seething against him. “Doesn’t she, Manny?”
Shock jolts Herman heavily, his mouth bobbing open in confusion for a moment before he gasps out a breath of horror. His throat is tight, too tight, and he can see a different shade of blue eyes in his mind now—not Pepper’s lovely gray, not Kate’s brilliant sapphire...
Sky blue. Outraged, shamed, hateful sky blue.
“Mmm…” Kate purrs, running her hands down his chest from behind his back. “You seem tense, Officer Gomez.”
Herman chokes on words that threaten to spill—I didn’t mean to, I didn’t know what to do, I still care. His heart palpitates in such thunderous, precise throbs that he feels light-headed and nauseous. He feels as weak and gray as Pepper, and suddenly he understands what it feels like to be crushed under a presence so malicious and gargantuan.
Kate kisses the corner of his open lips, her fingers walking themselves cheekily down the length of his vault-suit-zipper until she grasps a possessive handful of his groin. Herman gasps at the ready reaction from his body, almost instantaneous, and Kate groans in his ear at the feel of him.
“Say, Mr. Gomez…” She muses in a hush, removing his security armor with one hand and boldly groping his awakening cock with the other. “I’ve been wondering about something…”
Herman sighs miserably as his hands begin to aid her in the removal of his uniform—he shuts his eyes as she slips her hand into his undershorts and begins to stroke his penis with a tightly wound fist.
“Do you ever think of me when you’re fucking her?” She taunts in a breath laced with smoke.
Criminal 5d/?
Date: 2012-08-08 01:23 am (UTC)Her head must’ve hit the table in the process, for he can see the way her eyes roll about in a dazed state as she slumps, momentarily helpless, against the table before him.
Herman’s heart aches in concern, though part of him hopes she’s hurt—that she’ll show up on her father’s doorstep with a bruised face.
He wastes no time in reaching beneath her to unzip her jumpsuit, ripping her tank-top when he catches the zipper clumsily on the white fabric.
When she is stripped of her cotton white underwear he presses his erection flush against her backside, roughly grinding himself there as he leans over her body.
She is coming to, her pupils exploding from drugs and arousal as she looks up back at him. “Right here, then?”
Herman presses a kiss to her bare shoulder as he slowly presses himself against her wet heat, grunting out a strained breath as the head of his cock finally pushes through the tightness of her entrance.
His sigh shudders from the feeling of her strength and youth, a tightness to her that he hasn’t felt since his younger days with Pepper. She is muscle and sin and heat around him, and he can’t help the way his forehead falls to rest between her shoulder blades.
“Oh.” Is what she breathes when he slowly pushes himself further inside her. He leans back to watch the inches disappear, the very image making his cock throb with each thundering beat of his heart.
“Hold still.” He rasps, his hands flying desperately to steady her jumping hips. Herman holds her down into the table, pushing his hips forward until the tip of him is pressed against her back wall.
“Oh God…” She whines into her folded arms, her powerful thighs managing to fold around his hips to press her heels into his backside until she is hissing in pain from the pressure of his cock. “You’re in my fucking stomach, Manny.”
He growls lowly in concentration, holding her hips in place as he pulls himself slowly out of the tight heat of her before thrusting lazily back in.
Re: Criminal 5d/?
Date: 2012-08-08 04:11 am (UTC)Re: Criminal 5d/?
Date: 2012-08-08 04:12 pm (UTC)Re: Criminal 5d/?
Date: 2012-08-09 01:30 pm (UTC)i just.... i just love this so much.
*uncontrollable weeping*
Re: Criminal 5d/?
Date: 2012-08-10 03:43 am (UTC)Re: Criminal 5d/?
Date: 2012-08-11 08:21 am (UTC)A!A is gettin' emotional
Date: 2012-08-15 12:07 pm (UTC)I'm really sad that I've just finished this story (in Word, of course)... I really enjoyed/felt sick over writing this.
This comment, and all the others, make me so happy.
<333 Thank you everyone!