GANG AU! DEALER! JIMMY INK x F! READER
Summary: the weekend couldn’t come quick enough after your interaction with ink trying to suppress the voice in your head telling you there was an alterioir motive to the girl in reds words..and actions
Chapter 4: I only Party4U
The last few days blurred into one. Distracted by the infinitum of thoughts that swirled beneath my skull, I was in a constant state of a day dream, in school, in the bath and especially in bed. Night after night I layed up with my head to the ceiling questioning why the events of the last week had taken place how they had taken place and what it meant for me now.
Even after restless nights, I still had no clue. My body felt heavy going through my day to day, getting ready, doing revision; I couldn’t keep my thoughts in one place for more than a second.
It dawned on me that it was now Friday night, my thin blanket that remained at the bottom of my bed now sprawled out over me as it had been since I sat on my bed since arriving home from school.
My mothers tone of concern as I walked through the door still rang in my head “hiya lo-fuckin’ hell hun you look like boiled shite you okay?”
I had sighed forcing a tired smile across my lips trying not to wince at the mention of shite“yeah mum I think I’m due on feel a bit ill but I’ll be fine I promise.”
She hadn’t believed me. She always read me like a book it was actually scary. Even so, she had gave me a peck on the forehead and left me to go to my room. I hadn’t told her, of course. I didn’t need her worrying plus she would remind me of the path my dad took. He wasn’t around anymore and my mum was never specific on why but she made sure to drill it into me that he had a good reason; he was a good man. I believed her as I had no reason not to.
My mum was the type of woman who took no shit. She was always my biggest supporter and protector; rational and reasonable always keeping me in check. I admired her deeply and every time someone would tell me I looked or acted like her my chest would glow with pride. But saying that I know there were certain things I needed to figure out on my own.
The thought came to me almost as quickly as I jumped out of my bed grabbing my A3 sketchbook and ripping a page out of it before returning to my bed with a thud.
Splitting the page into two sections I labelled them “what I know” and “what I don’t know”. It seemed silly but realistically if this could help me organise my thoughts then so be it.
I think for a second before I start writing:
I’ve on okay terms with sir lord jimmy crystal
Ink knew where I lived without me telling her
Ink gave “charity” to the creepy lad from the party
Jimmima assumed I was staying with ink
Shite is still pissed at me
Charity is what the jimmies do when someone fucks with their sir lord
I sigh as I struggle to conjure up anymore points to add. I kick myself for not asking ink about what Jimmima had said. Everything was so overwhelming to comprehend and I tried to suppress the feeling that grew in my chest at the thought of ink and her presence.
Why Jimmy crystal invited me to the party
If I should tell my mum what’s going on
What I can do to make things right with shite
What im going to wear for the gaff Saturday
My eyes freeze on the last point as I beg the question again in my head. How do I feel about ink? She made me flustered in her placement of her hands on my skin as if by nature she knew of the pressure points that make me feel weak in the knees. Even when she grabbed my face, her fingertips would soften ever so slightly over my cheek. I tried to suppress the thought of the look she gave me in the car and definitely tried to ignore the way her eyes would dart to my lips every so often.
Every movement she made was subtle but never lost on me. My mind craved conversation with her. I needed to know who she was what she liked and how certain things made her feel. She was scary but it enticed me even more as I Paired it with what Jimmima had said when I had helped her with dishes, I knew I wasn’t the only one who caught on to inks demeanour change, except it was obvious there were sides of the story I was yet to be filled in on. The time I spent with her was brief but I’ve always had an addictive personality. It doesn’t help she seemed into it in her own odd twisted way.
The thought of her not hesitating to shove shite off of me made me conflicted with how easily she had shoved me against the wall and grabbed me so aggressively when I had spoke out of turn. It felt like a cradle and slap on the head but I couldn’t stop revising and rehearsing every movement and breathe without overthinking it.
I suddenly remind myself of what ink had said in the car over shite. I wasn’t stupid I knew his reputation I had seen his temper snap and had also been held at knife point by him. I had no idea how to get him off my back: he could protect himself, he had money, he had equally insane mates and I had fuck all.
I grunt heavily as I throw my body back into my support system of pillows and a blanket; throwing my hands over my head I rest into myself and decide to call it a night after all it was Friday night,deciding that and the jimmies, ink and Jimmy crystal were Saturday’s problem.
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My body woke with alarm. Hair covered my face and feel into my mouth as pressure increased around my middle, feeling two thighs pressed against my sides. As my eyes shoot open, my arms swing up as my adrenaline speeds through my viens.
My blurry vision finally focused on the form and face in front of me. Rose.
“Jesus Christ rose I almost decked you,” I say with an exasperation sigh,holding onto the sides of her arms. Her presence was less alarming as my mum would’ve allowed her into the house, it being her second home of course,“what’s going on why are u here?”
“Well, sorry for checking my bestie was still alive,” she giggles lightly before a more serious, though still light,expression dawned on her face, “no but seriously,girl I haven’t heard from you all week are you okay? Look I know last Friday was a shit show but I promise you will never have to be around Micheal or his little gang friends ever again.”
She smiles softly as her reassuring tone is like honeydew, further reminding me of how grateful I was to have someone so mad and fiercely loyal to me in my life. However, this feeling was also accompanied by the dread I felt knowing I had to spill everything that had occurred the past week. She noticed the smile on her face wasn’t reciprocated on my own and her face dropped with a mother’s concern.
“R/N. What?” She spoke in that tone I couldn’t disobey.
The next half an hour had felt quite on Rose’s end as I practically word vommited at her without a breathe between words. I told her everything. From the police chase and the bag how Jimmy crystal acted towards shite and eventually led to my confession of how ink had played the whole thing out and how the conversation in the car led me to even further conflicted feelings. I stare at her as her face falls further and deeper into levels of shock and confusion I had yet to see from her before.
“Well?” I ask desperately awaiting a response as the silence became deafening.
After a long draining pause, a sudden burst of laughter echoed around the room. Rose’s head swings back as her laugh became a cackle.
“‘WELL?’- R/N you are mad. Absolutely insane. I can’t believe you. Since when do you hang around with gangsters. Fucking hell I leave you for a week and you find yourself in a gang HAHAH,” she wipes a tear from her eye, her reaction leaving me in a state of shock, “no but how did that Jimmy ink know where to drop you off. Bit sketch that like-“
“Girl I don’t know,” I huff as I lie back down, “but she did invite me to another gaff-it’s tonight.”
“I mean what do I do? If my mum finds out I’m hanging out with a gang she’ll slap me stupid like I KNOW better- I should just fuck it off and go uni somewhere like 5 hours away,” I chuckle slightly before reality sets in, “Rose she’s gonna be here at 9.”
She smirks slightly before standing up off of my bed with a proud clap of her hands “right, first of all, you’re not fucking off 5 hours away so get that out of your head RIGHT now, and second of all, WE will be going tonight.”
I scoff slightly at her suggestion “rose fuck off that’s not happening I’m not letting you put yourself in harms way because of my stupid actions.”
She shakes her head softly “Nope nu-uh not hearing it if you think I’m letting you go by yourself you’re deluded.”
Knowing she wouldn’t let up I agree with a disobedient huff knowing Ink was getting double trouble rather than a sacrificial lamb tonight. Praying silently it won’t be an intrusion to Jimmy crystals space, but something eased in me as I realised the favour Jimmy showed towards me against shite. As the thought crossed my mind another creeped up behind it, it was morally questionable but if there was anyone who could help me solve it-it was rose.
“Hey so remember that Jimmy shite who was nicked from our school?”
“Yeah I was speaking to him for a while,why?” A smirk of pure mischievousness was plastered across her face. We exchanged a look similar to the one ink had given sir lord jimmy crystal at the dinner, at least we had that in common; we both had someone we could speak to telepathically.
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The evening had went almost paralleled to last Friday except me and rose were getting ready together this time. My room had looked like a bomb had gone off: clothes sprawled all over in the stress of picking an outfit, setting powder fragments over my desk, a speaker at full volume blasting my playlist and the half opened bottle of vodka that had sat by my desk since last week now poured into two cups. I looked hot as fuck. My hair curled and styled which cascaded down onto the hem of my corset top which pushed my chest up and together creating a perfect cleavage, my waist cinched; my skirt cutting off mid upper thigh.
Nerves still teased my stomach at the idea of going to sir jimmy crystals house, I couldn’t shake the feeling there was something going on under wraps and that I was still at the top of the iceberg. The noise of the night began to fill the atmosphere like I was with rose at the Jimmy house for the first time,except this time it’s different, we know what we’re for and who for. Steer clear of pissing off mr crystal get answers from ink about what the end goal is and Rose will distract shite. That was the plan anyways.
Rose had let me ramble about the girl in red while we got ready. I couldn’t help myself, it was like every thought and feeling I had felt bottled up (no matter how perverted or tame) came spilling out. Rose’s ear was a stabler in the madness of recent events, her ability to calm my spiral was a true talent.
“Wait- just so I get this right-“ Rose’s words startle me from my concentration of my pink and silver sparkly eye shadow “Jimmy crystal reckons he’s like what? The antichrist?”
I giggle slightly as I refocus my attention to my eyelid in the mirror “girl I don’t even know. But he’s got them all having upside down crosses between their eyebrows-fuckin weird,” I shake my head and scoff slightly before turning my attention to rose sitting at my desk “how do I look?”
Her body faces towards me and she lets out a breathily laugh with an almighty smirk “oh girl if ink doesn’t fuck you tonight I will.”
I cackle loudly and stand to get my drink left on my bedside; table taking a sip the harsh, bitter taste lingering in the back of my throat. Checking the time, 8:52, a long huff breaks through my lips making rose glance toward me with a dissatisfied smile.
“Please chick it’s gonna be okay. They might be violent and weird but I’m not scared of them and neither should you; if you feel like shits getting sketchy then we leave,okay?” Her expression stern with that motherly authority she held even though she was only a year older than me.
I giggle softly attempting to dissipate nervous energy, “yes of course. Also, you think Micheal is gonna be there?” I raise an eyebrow
Rose blows a raspberry, her lip liner clashing together in a disproving scoff “fuckin hope not he’s been messaging me like non stop even though I told him to fuck off like seventy million tim-“
Her words were cut off with the sound of a loud car horn. We both stare at each other as we mirror each others smirk. Quickly, we made our way down stairs grabbing our small bags and my white fur coat on the way. As rose puts her heels on I touch up my lip gloss in the mirror in my hallway.
“Your ride here,love?” The sound of my mums voice breaks my concentration on my lips.
“Yeah- me and Rose got invited last minute to an 18th,someone she went to primary with!” My voice was laced with false excitement as I motion towards Rose’s direction. My breathe hitched out of instinct as her face contorted into a completely unamused expression.
“Bit of an aggressive honk wann’it? Who’s giving you a lift?” Her arms crossed over chest as she leans against the staircase. I curse her intuition.
“Emma’s older sister,” Rose’s voice enters the conversation before mine can, “don’t worry Mrs R/L/N I’ll get us an uber home safe.” I look back at rose with as much gratitude as I can, her face feigned with cherub like innocence; absolutely brilliant at it.
Staring at us both she relaxes her body with a huff “okay good, thank you rose. You both look gorgeous, though that skirts more like a belt R/N…”
I scoff at her words playfully “mum please we have to go!”
She chuckles as she pulls me into a hug whispering a soft “be safe.” As she does. Slamming the door behind me turning my key into the lock, my eyes land on that all familiar red and white tracksuit.
Linking with rose, we walk to car as best we can with our heals clacking against the gravel of the road. Ink was outside the car leaning against the driver door her hands enclosed in front of her. Her face contorted into a confused snarl at the girl intertwined with my arm.
“Hey ink!” Rose says with a faux friendly smile before immediately getting into the back seat leaving just me and ink outside of the car.
“The fuck is she doing?” Ink turns towards me almost completely baffled at Rose’s audacity. A cruel snarl making its way to her lips.
“You really think I’m gonna come to one of yours gaffs alone?” I snarl right back at her.
She steps closer to my frame making my heart almost beat out of my chest. “I told you Jimmy invited you, YOU, no one else. Don’t know if you’re just a fucking idiot but if you can’t seem to remember for whatever reason, you originally pissed Jimmy off for inviting yourself to his house now you’re inviting other girls?”
I laugh right in her face at her attempt at name calling “well you must’ve hit your head since because lest we forget, last time I was alone at jimmys gaff one of your monterex ninjas tried to force himself on me, so yeah, I’m not taking that risk again.” I step even closer invading her personal space her nose inches from mine smiling as calmly as I could “okay?”
I don’t even wait for her response as I walk to the passenger side of the car getting in and fastening my seatbelt. There’s a hesitation in inks action to get into the car that makes the rest of the car ride slightly awkward.
After 15 minutes, we arrived. The car pulled into the front of house in the same spot it was parked when I had been driven home by ink earlier in the week. The shadow casted on the house from the outside lights was ominous but the rainbow stream of light from inside flashed through the windows.
Ink was the first to get out following rose from behind me. Ink had caught me off guard, as I had turned to unfasten my seatbelt she had made her way around the car and had opened the passenger door for me. At first, her eyes refused to meet mine, until they did and she motioned for me to make my way out of the car and to the house. A small glow beamed from my chest at the gesture; chivalry was clearly inks form of a weak apology.
Smiling softly as I got out of the car muttering a soft gratitude, rose caught my eye which turned into an almost manic smirk her eyes wide in response to the interaction she had just witnessed.
Ink entered the house first, the familiar feeling of the base of the speakers flooding my system as the door opened, the heat of bodies making me drop my fur coat from my shoulders almost immediately. Ink moved smoothly from the house shoving one lad who seemed too drunk too early out of her way which led him crashing into a nearby wall, it had caught me off guard that a loud laugh escaped my mouth which caused ink to turn around for the first time since we walked through the threshold; she had tried to hide her smirk by turning around but nothing she did got passed me.
Making our way through the sea of bodies, we land in the kitchen where I’m met with the sight of most of the Jimmys; except for Jimmima and Jimmy Jimmy. Jones and snake where by the make shift bar both flushed in the face and keeping close to each other.
“Oh Hey!!” Jones greets ink with a hug and surprisingly embraces me in one too, snake nods his head without much to say “you back already huh?” They whisper barely coherent but I just managed to catch it.
“Haha, yeah- may as well get my own room at this point.” I giggle lightly as I pull away from the embrace.
“The only people who need to get a room are you two.” A loud Welsh accent cuts through our conversation; turning to see fox and shite leaning on the opposite counter.
“Come on ink you know what sir lord is like..cannea bring a bitch in the house he doenea like dogs.” Shite bites through hooded eyes, clearly my lack of presence during the week gave him enough time to stew that come back.
I hold back a snark as I fake a smile “shite, always a pleasure.” I ignore fox completely as I come to realise he’s just a yes man for the slightly taller Scottish lad. This however earned me a cold glare that made jones and snake move out the way laughing amongst themselves as shite moved closer towards me and ink; fox close behind him. The way he moved attacked the atmosphere around me, but I didn’t shy away, he opened his mouth as if his mouth was a loaded gun preparing to shoot me down and destroy any confidence or safety I felt but it was just what I needed to bite back first.
“You remember rose right?” I ask quickly stepping back softly before springing back with rose in tow. This made shite step back slightly. Checkmate.
I could not stress this enough if I tried but rose was gorgeous. Like, the type of girl shite would shag and eventually fall for;well that was the plan anyway. And shite was…not so blessed. He knew it she knew it and it was a massive gamble because he wasn’t stupid; some girls would fawn over drug dealers due to the reputation free stash and the money but shite wasn’t just a runner for Jimmy crystal he was a soldier. The dinner with Jimmies made me realise crystal made it clear they had a mission; and if Jimmy had told shite not to have any fun tonight then he wouldn’t. I begged to god the universe and even old nick for Rose’s advances to work.
“Hiya shite long time no see.” Rose wraps her arms around his neck seductively and kisses him on the cheek softly before letting go. Fuck yes rose. For once, his face dropped. I held my breathe as I waited for his response as he looked between me ink and rose.
“You cannea be seriou-“ shite had started but rose was faster.
“Sorry, I’m just really greatful that you beat the shit out of that Micheal for slipping something into my drink last time I was here.” She controlled her tone to be smooth as silk and even though in heels made herself seem small, this however caught shites attention.
“Who told you that?” He peered down at her with an accusatory snarl arms crossed his chest losing the gap between them tension building.
“Oh you know,” she takes a puff of her vape and blows the smoke right into his face.
My heart races and my head spins to ink but she seems entertained. Her eyes meeting mine a smirk reached her face as she motions to the pair behind me again. Turning back around I brace myself for a fight.
“You wanna drink?” Shite asks with the same coldness in his voice as before as if he were still interrogating her.
“As long as u don’t spike it!!” She answered cheerily as she grabbed him away from towards the bar not letting him glance back at me and ink. Fox looked at me and scoffed as he walked away. I tried to hide a prideful smirk (key word tried) but it seemed almost impossible because the plan had worked.
Turning back towards ink she had that same entertained smirk on her face. I stepped closer to her as she grabbed a private stash of bottles from the fridge in front of her and poured us both a drink.
“What?” I ask softly, I wasn’t complaining to see her smirk so long as she had soft dimples you could only see close in the light;I was soaking it in.
She handed me the cup and faced me. I felt compelled to mirror her expression as she scoffed playfully, “oh come on.. don’t start with the whole clueless act. You know exactly what you just did; I’m just surprised you pulled it off.” She grins at me as she takes a sip out of her cup. Her eyes remained on my face.
I roll my eyes playfully trying to contain my relief and giddiness “well you underestimate me Jimmy ink. Plus, I actually did nothing rose did all the taking,” I step slightly closer to her “I told you I’d figure an in with shite, rose felt bad about ruining my night last week and wanted to make sure shite didn’t ruin it-plus I think she still thinks he’s fit so win win.” I shrug and giggle at her wide eyed expression
“She finds HIM fit?” She shakes her head softly in disgust as I continued to laugh.
“I’m not even joking I said the exact same thing when she told me she was speaking to him months ago. Don’t know exactly what she saw but I’m not one to judge.”
An hour or so had passed and me and ink had been generous in the pouring of our third drink which had led to us being more tipsy than either of us had registered. We had joked with jones and snake over the sight of shite and rose on the couch (both pretending to be tame knowing individually were both bat shit insane) before making our way to the living room an hour later dancing against each other, before making our way back to the kitchen pouring another drink when I notice her eyes bare into me as if she was looking for something she couldn’t find, i tilt my head slightly to the side curiously,“what?” i ask cautiously with a squinted brow.
Inks braids move against her face as she shakes it side to side “nothing.” She mutters into her cup taking a bigger gulp than expected.
“No seriously what it is? You keep looking at me like that what is it?” I ask pressing into her more. I take a risk and reach out brushing her arm lightly.
Her gaze becomes fixated on my hand pressing lightly on her upper arm, the bitter liquid seeping slowly into my veins gave me an increasingly intense surge on confidence. Eventually, her deep brown eyes make me feel like putty as I’m put under a gaze, different then her usual routined unbothered aggravated or amused expression.
“You’re intoxicating. Every time you’re near me I cant focus on anything else.” Her tone was a mix of awe and lack of confidence. As if on cue her head snaps back towards the party in front of us, the usual mix of emotion returning to her face, as she takes another gulp of her drink. I’m stunned. I thought I imagined the tension between us but this made every thought I deemed delusion reality. The party boomed around us but all I could watch was the confusion brewing in her brow, other than that the world filled with silence.
Suddenly, that silence is broken as ink moves away muttering something along the lines of “I have to go to talk to the sir lord.”As she moves away and disappears into the swallowing crowd, my heart races in my ears as I can’t help but chase after her. I refuse to not take my chance after all the hell of turmoil I’ve been put through the last week, I deserve this, so does she.
Pushing through the sweaty crowd her red jacket guided me like a moth to a light, like a phoenix to a flame, I couldn’t resist shoving the bodies In my way desperation filling my movements as I continued to make my way through the living room and watch as the red haired girl makes her way up the stairs, I giggle softly at myself , again with the stairs.
I quickly kick off my heels in the hallway and run up after her watching as she turns the corner at the top. I couldn’t feel my body as it moved forward. Pure instinct intuition or madness I’m not sure but my body craved to follow where she went. Turning the corner on the upper floor I come face to face with the door I had seen slam behind her. My breathe hitched as my body continued to move opening the door and slamming it behind me as ink had done before me.
My eyes opened, slowly. I hadn’t registered how long they had been closed. But the swirl of warmth and dissipating desperation filled my soul, I couldve cried. My lower back supported by two strong hands, as my own supported each side of ink’s cheeks, moving in slow circles in motions of comfort. Our lips once intertwined now slowly falling away from each other as we both suffer from shaky breathes and attempts at slow breathing.
Inks hand snaps to my wrist, forcing me back into the room, feeling like I wanted to be swallowed whole as my eyes widened. Fuck. Why did I do that. She could kill me. She should kill me if say thank you. She’s such a prick why am I doing this to myself.
My thoughts feel like they’re about to bust out of my brain. “Shit ink I’m sorry I don’t know why I di-“my blurt of apologies were cut short as her hand on my wrist travelled to the back of my head, guiding our lips to interlock again, as her other hand pulled her hips closer to mine. A desperate hum of aggressive satisfaction filled the room as she forces my body against the door with a messy shove. We almost move in synch to the base below as my hands wrap in between her braids, holding on as if she was filling me with the only oxygen in the room. Her lips pressed so softly against mine, nothing but complete attraction and warmth filling my body. Her tongue breaks into my mouth, dancing with my own rather than a fight for dominance as we both relax into each others hold. Pressure built up almost immediately in my core, less of a want and way more over a need, completely overwhelming my senses.
With a small gasp we break apart. Panting desperately not just for air but each other. She tastes of vodka and sweet bitterness, her hold was a soft dominance that held me together at the response of her touch. Ink holds onto my cheek, so softly it spoke as an apology for every time she had dug her nails into the sides of my jaw. She places her forehead to mine, light illuminating my vision as my eyes open slowly. Inks freckled complexion in this way could’ve of brought me to tears. She was a fallen angel; A real heretic. I felt every speck of corruption in her soul and wanted nothing less than all of it. Her breathing slowed as she caught her breathe, eyes still shut as if scared to open them and be faced with a sudden rejection; or something worse.
“Ink..” I whisper softly untangling my own hand from her hair and to her face.
A harsh shaky breathe is released from her nose and her face moves an inch further away as her deep brown eyes meet with mine. She doesn’t speak, and for once neither to do I. I took in every detail of her face: the scarred lip and cheek, every dot that seemed to be placed by old nick himself,her wispy lashes, her symmetrical brows, the small concave that appears more when she smiles and back up again to her eyes, which had stayed on me exploring in a different way. Ink looked at me like she was trying to find something cynical, something to stop her, making her hesitate more than I had bare witnessed to before.
Suddenly,the hand that rested on my cheek hoisted up my bare left thigh, resting it against her hip and edging her knee in between my legs pressing softly into my core. My eyes widened and chest rose and fell at a quicker pace, falling under inks gaze I couldn’t help but smirk excitedly. Leaning in closer to my face her gaze darts from my eyes then down to my lips switching between the two again.
“Kelly” She whispers lightly, I barely heard it.
“Kelly?” I ask softly tilting my head slightly to meet her eyes.
Reciprocating my tilt, she lets out a lightly laugh, “Kelly.”
I giggle softly bringing my other hand to her other cheek, holding her face in my hands, “Kelly.”
Ink, or Kelly now, closed the gap between us taking my lips in between hers as I wrap my arms around her neck. Growing more aggressively I can’t stop myself from moaning into the kiss. Without warning Kelly picked up my body carrying me over to what I assumed was her bed. Lying me down, she hovers over me, smirking over my eagerness and her chance to take advantage of it.
“D’you want me to make you feel good? Hmm?” Kelly’s tone was completely shifted, she wanted something and she was utterly determined to get it, learning a trick or two from leading the other jimmies her seduction was complete dominance.
“Yes,Kelly- please.” Remembering my manners quickly she stood up and held out her hand which I took without question. Twirling me around so I’m stood facing the bed, Kelly lyes in the middle of the bed back on her elbows almost manspread with her legs hanging off of the bed.
“Show me then.” She says in full seriousness a waiting smirk appearing on her face as she takes off her jacket leaving her in a white wife beater and her gold chain on her upper body.
Instead of a verbal response, I muster as much as a seductive smirk as I can, sliding down my skirt while moving my hips in a slow and steady rhythm until they fall to the floor and I step out of them. I watch as her smirk slowly falters and her chest rises and falls excessively as she looks me up and down. I slowly zip down my corset revealing the second piece of my matching set black lace fabric and blue encrusted design. I spin around slowly grasping at my asscheeks as I spin, feeling myself up. Returning back to facing Kelly I walk slowly to the edge of the bed shaking my hips with every step, leaning over and grasping the chain around her neck In my hand pulling her up into a sitting position; my other hand resting on her upper chest.
Straddling myself over her legs, her eyes traced over every inch of my body. I had never had someone look at me in such adoration and it gave me a spike In confidence as I play with her chain focusing on that rather than her.
“I mean I could always get dressed again, If I didn’t show you enough..” my eyes dart to her face looking at her with a faux concern plastered on my face. I didn’t even register a response as I was flipped onto my back, lips and teeth collided in a desperate tango. Kelly moved her mouth down to my jaw and soft spot of my neck that made an involuntary squeal escape my mouth, moving slowly she unhooked my bra letting my tits relax onto my chest. A slight pause occurred, then she continued working her way ravenously down my torso, her head now in between my thighs.
In one attempted snap, my underwear was ripped and to the side, I gasped in disbelief and protest which caused Kelly’s head to snap up “I’ll get you new ones.”
I chuckle at her response which quickly became a soft moan. Kelly’s tongue dove into my core and entangled itself with my clit almost immediately. Out of instinct my hand reached for the back of her head and my hips bucked into her face. The buzzing in my core turned into mini fireworks as she continued working into me moaning around my core sending vibrations to my chest. As if she felt the transfer of electricity within me, her hand reached up and began to play with my breast focusing on building friction on either side of my nipple.
“Mm Kelly..” I huffed out in a moan making eye contact with her I felt that same smirk that was planted on her face before hand return. She had me right where she wanted me and I was not complaining. Sadistically, she entered two fingers into me. Unprepared by the pleasure, I instinctively cried out clutching the back of her head. Before I knew it, Kelly had crawled up and was now hovering over me, her free hand gripping both sides of my chin aggressively.
“Look at me.” Her low tone catches my attention,leading me to her chocolate eyes once more. Even through her aggressiveness, her touch was soft enough for me to relax into her hold. Her fingers slowly started to move like a wave inside of me the friction causing the sparks in my core to grow tighter. My mouth remained a gape as my eyes locked onto the pair in front of me, even when the pleasure made me feel like my eyes may roll all the way back into my scull.
As her motion sped up, Kelly’s thumb found my clit once again, circling slowly, causing my breathe to fall short.
“Kelly- Kelly please, please.” I begged in desperation painfully aware that I wasn’t making sense. My heart thumping to the base below us.
“Please what?hmm?” She asked with such mockery my cheeks grew flushed; but I could only focus on the tension that built more and more between my legs.
“Please Kelly. I need to- I need you to let me-“ I whine softly in frustration as struggle to get my words out blinded by pleasure.
A low cold laugh echoed in my ears as I open my eyes from my slow blink to see Kelly laughing over me. Seeing my gaze focused on her she leans closer barely an hair away from my lips which caused me to attempt to capture them once more, causing another laugh to leave her throat. Peering down on me as she spoke the burning inside me threatened to spill.
“I’ll give you whatever you ask for, R/N. As long as you say it out loud.” Her grip on my face tightened as she leaned in closer kissing my lips softly as her other hand continued to flow inside and outside of me.
Breaking away from the kiss with a loud gasp for air as my body attempted to release onto Kelly’s fingers, a loud moan leaves my throat involuntarily.
“plea-se Kelly make me come please can I come?” I clung onto her body in complete and utter desperation remaining my gaze on her as requested.
Without a word her lips reconnect with mine, equally desperate and quick to break away. Her fingers increase in speed around my clit causing my body to convulse beneath her, her eyes never left my complexion once even as I unfolded beneath her frame with my head snapped back in complete ecstasy; her fingers matching the ride out of my orgasm in perfect harmony.
Opening my eyes again my, as my body convulsed at the slight over stimulation my hands find the top of Kelly’s shoulders, taking in slow shaky breathes as I come down from my high. Kelly’s smirk remained on her face as I caught my breathe finally, looking back up at her I smiled softly and with little force brought her face closer to my own to kiss her softly enjoying her affectionate response after such an amazing performance.
Letting go from the kiss, Kelly moved to my side with a sigh getting up off of the bed without a word. Moving towards a set of chested draws on the right side of the room she returns back to sitting beside me on the bed as she hands me a pair of black cotton underwear.
“You’re an absolute fiend I hope you know that.” I giggle taking the underwear and standing up to put them on and re clasping my bra as I crawl over to her on the bed, laying on my side alongside her resting my head on my propped up hand.
Kelly had started rolling a spliff on the side of the bed licking the edge of the paper swiftly and punching the ends“I have no problem replacing every pair of underwear you have as long as I can see you like that again.” She scoffs turning to face me momentarily a sly playful smirk dancing across her face as she does.
My eyebrows raise at her statement, “you saying this isn’t a one night stand kind of thing?” A surprised smirk reached my face as she turned her body fully around to face me an equally surprised look upon her face.
Moving towards me, her hand brings my chin up to meet her lips. It was more intimate than the heavy desperate make out we had had, softer less tongue. “Yes, yes I am.” She says it so matter of factly that I almost forget the context into what she is responding to.
“Kelly.” I say as she stands spliff in her mouth lighting it and exhaling handing it to me which I happily accepted taking in a deep inhale.
“What?” She responded guarded, almost defensive.
I smirk playfully exhaling smoke “nothing just getting used to saying it rather than ‘Jimmy ink’” giggling lightly a slight bit of smoke got caught in my lungs causing me to cough roughly which had started to make me laugh as the weed had slowly entered my system. After my coughing fit subsided I looked up to see Kelly sitting on the edge of the bed away from me looking more towards the direction of the floor.
“Kell?” I say softly as I edge closer in her direction.
“Don’t,” she started refusing to face me, “don’t start using it. If you say it in front of Jimmy he’ll flip his shit and on old nick he’ll hurt you or me. Or hurt you to hurt me,” she sighed lowly before turning to face me slightly before returning to her original position “when we’re alone and together by all means,please do but don’t slip up; don’t get used to it.”
I stopped myself from making a comment on how stupid Jimmy was for getting so wound up about them using their real names but Kelly’s desperation made me decide against it. One part stood out loudly. “Hurt you to hurt me.” Being stupid wouldn’t lead to getting myself hurt anymore but the people around me I cared for most. Ink spoke like she knew from experience which made my chest feel heavy still over clouded discomfort brought by smoking.
What I did decide to do was to crawl over to inks back, using her shoulders at support I let my arms dangle in front of her beside either side of her neck; my face coming beside the right side of her face. I couldn’t help but admire her side profile as I came close to her ear kissing the side of her jaw, making my way up towards her ear.
“Well then, kellykellykellykellykellykelly,” I whisper softly in her ear “I’ll enjoy using it when it’s just us,alone,together.” I end my sentence with a big kiss to the cheek which earns me a soft, genuine pleased smile on Kelly’s face.
I leave from behind Kelly to jump off the bed picking up my corset top and skirt from the floor readjusting both items of clothing to fit as they did when I had first opened the room. Watching as ink gets up, she makes her way to a cupboard opening it the door on the inside was a body length mirror. Making eye contact with me, ink nudged her head towards the mirror, this made me smile as I walk around the Fran of the bed and correcting my outfit and hair that had frizzed and makeup that had smudged slightly.
As I finish up, Kelly had put her jacket back on and finished the end of the spliff, closing the wardrobe door I face her in my previously worn attire, spinning in a full 180 landing with my hands on my hips posing exaggerating my ass as I bent over slightly “how do I look?” I ask sarcastically
Kelly chuckles before rolling her eyes covering her face with one hand as she steps closer towards me, slapping my ass harshly, causing me to stand straight to attention. Walking past me she guided my hand from behind her to follow her out of the room stopping at the top of the stairs as she turns to face me one last time before we walked down.
“Remember what I said about slipping up. Don’t say anything even in front of jones and especially not around shite. Okay?” She asked desperately.
I smile softly caressing her cheek with my hand as I bring my lips to her own which she gladly reciprocates, easing her tense expression pulling away I take her hand in mine once again smiling playfully,“whatever you say, Jimmy ink.”
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READERS NOTE: another chapter down!!! I had so much fun writing this one!! Sorry it took forever exam season sucks ass but I will prevail!!! Hope you enjoy and thank you for all your lovely comments and likes!!💋💋💋
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