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Howdy! I am still unemployed. My UI benefits are officially done, and I have nothing and no income. I would love to work with someone! Please reblog if you can't get a comm!
there's a guy who comes into my work and once time he bought me art supplies, today he told me if he ever won the lottery he'd send me to art school, I know he's just being nice and joking but it still nice to think my art is that good to actually pursue something with it.
Words: 589
Contains: Drugged sex, amputation, noncon
Characters: Hector, Kalani (@hurrl)
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The first thing she felt as she awoke was a dull pain in her legs. It grew a little as she became more aware, but mercifully, she wouldn’t feel its full peak.
Her arms moved slowly, like they were in quicksand. Her head was swimming, and she felt a pressure in her eyes.
There was someone else with her. She felt them curled around her. Taller, with a rough face that prickled against her cheek. Whoever it was, was leaning over her shoulder.
She was in a bed, in a dark room. There was a light on behind her, and she slowly began to recognise where she was.
No. She’d left him. They didn’t work together, it wasn’t right. She couldn’t be here still.
“Hector?” The words struggled out of Kalani’s throat.
There was a chuckle, and she felt breath against the back of her neck. “It’s me. I brought you home.” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
“No… No, I told you I was leaving-” She started, but a hand clamped around her mouth.
“Shh. You’re here with me now.” He wriggled harder against her back, pulling himself even closer. “We’re going to stay here.”
Kalani shook her head. She tried to wriggle away, but he pulled her tighter against him.
“Stop moving.” He sounded more sinister now.
But she struggled harder. She was so tired, and as he climbed on top of her, she saw the light blur and smear across her vision.
She kicked at him, but- she couldn’t. Her legs were gone. They were gone. Bandages stained red were wrapped around her stumps, but her knees and everything below were missing.
Kalani screamed. She pushed against Hector, and caught him in the lip. Hector grunted, tasting his own blood, and shoved her down hard. He wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed.
Instinctively, Kalani wrapped her arms around his wrists, but she couldn’t move them even a little. She tried to kick him, but he sat heavily on her stomach. As her vision faded, she saw a satisfied smile on his face.
She woke up with a gasp. Her head was pounding. Hector wasn’t sitting on top of her any more, instead he was between her legs, lining himself up. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Hector shoved his way in.
Something tore, causing blood to slick over Hector's cock. In the dim light, he assumed she was wet already.
“I knew you would want this. You never wanted to leave.” He slammed his hips into hers as hard as he could. “We are going to have so much fun together.”
He was brutal, smashing into her over and over again. He pushed his head down and began to bite Kalani, on her shoulders, her neck, then down to her breast. She failed to bite back a moan each time, just like they'd done before. Before she'd tried to leave. He knew she loved this.
As he neared his release, Hector wrapped his hands back around her neck. He used it as a handle to fuck her even deeper, grunting and panting over her.
She felt something warm begin to fill her up. He'd released deep inside her. She hated the part of herself that loved it. There was a time when she would have begged for this, and now it was forced into her.
Her tears rolled down her face onto his hands, and as she faded out, she knew this wouldn't be the last time they experienced this together.
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