What's your favorite way to fuck with each of your lovers (the sexy way not the annoying way)
ANNABELLA
Tori sits on the couch and notices you just behind it. Her head peeks over as she stares down at you, her green eyes glinting. “Well that’s super simple…” she starts hand slip over the side of the couch. “Annabella likes it when people get feisty. I mean… she likes a challenge.” She grows bolder as she turns completely and stares down at you. “Little things, disobeying, and just breaking rules in general. Make her watch you with those eyes. Make her aware of your movements and intentions.” She nods her head, “yeah pretty much just make mistakes until she tells you to meet with her in private.”
ERIN
Tori gives a cheeky grin, leans forward across the back of the couch to get closer to you. She looks left and then right before she speaks. “Erin likes getting teased right… like that’s her jam. So uh… she has this thing about my hands and… if I brush her lips with your thumb in just the right way.” She snickers as her legs kick back and forth. “She gets the super dimple in her cheeks when she smiles after that. I love it.” She pauses for a moment before continuing. “Then like… when you do it when others are around. Her nose does that crinkling thing. It’s hilarious~”
KIMMI
Tori’s body slackens as she slinks behind the couch. She sits next to you, green eyes filled with mirth. “Kimmi is totally different than Erin though. I mean both of them are good but Kimmi hates being teased. She’s too sweet for that sort of things. She’s all about words and stuff… voices I guess.” Tori clears her throat. “I mean, she likes it when I lean in right near her ear and whisper her sweet nothings. She get’s the goosebumps and her chest kind of puffs up like this.” Tori mimics the motion. “Then she gets super flustered! It’s so funny~”
LUCA
Tori’s face goes red at the thought of the Sergeant. She covers her face a moment sucking in a deep breath through clenched teeth. “For Luca uh… it’s kind of hard…” her expression sours. “I mean… difficult. I think the best way to mess with him is really to appeal to his sensibilities, if you know what I mean,” she adds. She scratches her cheek, ears gone red with embarrassment. “I mean… when you uh… say that word. He kind of gets are carnal, you know. It’s best to do it in a public space, it means he has to wait and it make the end result so much more… fun~”
MALIX
“I mean… it’s different for everyone. Malix and me don’t get along,” Tori admitted as she leans back against the couch. “It seems the only time things are good is when we’re fighting. So when he picks on me I just kind of fight back. Push him around a little bit.” She presses her lips together in a thin line, her face scrunching up. “I mean… I’m not sure how it happens. It’s just like… one thing leads to another. We always end up with someone pinned down and then… well stuff develops naturally from there.”
It was never supposed to end like this. This particular incident had gotten way out of proportion. Tori pinned to a wall, eyes widened in combination of fear and embarrassment. She was imprisoned between two arms and a wall of muscle before her.
“So you’re the one that’s been buzzing around me these past few weeks.”
Tori glanced over to her right, to potential escape route out of that dingy back alley. She swallowed down and looked up at Sergeant Bellini. “I-I don’t k-know what you’re talking about.” Images flashed in her mind of the time they had first met. Luca’s hand slammed against the brick wall causing Tori’s whole body to stiffen.
“Don’t lie!”
Her whole body had gone frozen. She darted to the side, ducked beneath the man’s arm only to feel something strong slam her back towards the wall. She let out a umph.
She growled, tried to push back only to feel her arm being painfully twisted. She was shoved back in place.
“Don’t try to run either.”
Her head was beginning to spin. She had run out of options at this point. There was no way that Erin and Annabella would be out this late at night. Malix would probably come and laugh at her for getting caught. Fighting was not an option and running seemed to be off the table too.
“Who are you?”
“N-no one.”
She shut her mouth. Eyes fixed to the brick walls. He twisted her arm and she let out a stifled yelp. Her head pressed against the bricks as she squeezed her eyes shut. She had to ignore the pain. He leaned in, his body pressed against hers as he hissed in her ear.
“Who are you?”
She didn’t respond. Her mind was paying special focus to the man’s body pressed against her’s. The heat that rolled off of him and the strength of his limbs. She sucked in air through her nose and prayed that perhaps she would just burst into flames.
“Say something!”
His grip tightened, so did her lips. Luca Bellini growled, she could feel his chest heaving as he tried to remain calm.
“Fine, we’ll see what you have to say down at the station.”
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This is how she ended up in this particular incident. Handcuffed to the table with Luca pacing like a wild animal before her. His soft brown eyes had grown cold and sharp. His jaw had tightened and she could see a vein pulsing on the side of his neck. Her arm ached from where he had grabbed her, a bruise was already visible.
“Who are you?”
His words echoed in the enclosed room. The cement left much to be desired and the metallic table even more so. She stared down her lips tightened into a thin line as she sat in the most uncomfortable metallic chairs. She heard footsteps as Luca marched forward, the sound of metal scraping against cement, and finally she heard him clear his throat.
“I already know who you are.”
Tori looked up, surprised by his words.
“You were the girl that got attacked by the animal. Your name is Tori.”
She looked away. Skin burnt bright crimson as the embarrassment rolled over her features. Against her heart quickened, her mind searched for a way out. Her lips parted slightly, quivered, and then shut again.
“Do you remember who I am?”
“Sergeant Bellini,” she answered feebly. She slunk down in her chair. Her wrists ached painfully from the metallic handcuffs. She glanced towards her feet, wondered how long it would take for this all to pass.
“That’s right… now… Tori. I want to talk to you about the night of the… animal attack.”
He caught her gaze, his expression fixed in that soft demeanor again. She glanced up at those eyes, those pretty brown eyes. Her mouth had gone dry. She caught the meaning behind his words, the implication behind them all. He knew something, but she wondered if he knew about everything.
“Tell me about the animal attack.”
“I was hanging out in that old house.”
“You mean the Parker house?”
Tori noded her head. Her lips curled downwards in a frown. She kept her gaze lowered towards the handcuffs connected to the table.
“I heard a shout upstairs and I went to investigate it. I saw you and this big looking animal.”
“Then what happened?”
“Y-you got knocked out somehow and I went to go and get you to safety. The uh… animal came after me and then I managed to get us into the closet and close the door.”
She saw something in his eyes. A twinge of something dangerous. His expression never changed, though she felt the intent of it change. “I see, anything else you want to add?” His words were slowly drawn out. He stood up, he walked past her as he called out over his shoulder.
“Anything at all.”
“N-nothing more.”
She turned her head just in time to see him pull the cord out of the video recorder. Her heart began to pound as he turned back. That happy expression had vanished from his features. He stared at her, that cruel intent had returned.
“Cut the crap!”
His words rang out in the small room and she turned back to look at her hands. She pulled at her bonds only to see a hand slam down beside her on the table. She jumped startled only to see he was there beside her. His eyes fixed to her, she looked away.
A rough hand pulled her chin back. Their eyes met and she felt the familiar and painful feeling settle in her chest. She tried to yank her head away, but his grip tightened.
“The truth,” he demanded, the edge remained in his voice.
She looked down and away. Tried to force herself to ignore the man before her. The way his eyebrows furrowed, the way the side of his lip twitched. Her fingers tightened into fists.
“Should I say… Tori Hunter. Lives at 4213 N Richmond St with Annab-”
She tried to yank her hands out. She looked at him her very core flashed with rage and infero. She wanted to hurt him, he was checking on her people. He was looking into her people and threatening them. Like hell she would let that stand.
“Tell me.”
“You were facing a demon. Some small time nightmare demon that got the best of you. I was hunting that thing down and you stepped in and ruined everything.”
“Senti chi parla!”
Tori brow raised up, she didn’t understand. He leaned in, his face just inches from her. Her entire body stiffened. He looked to her, expression laced with something carnal. She tried to pull away once more, and still he refused to let go. His calloused fingers tightened around her chin as he forced her head up.
“So you are a demon hunter? Fuck, I thought all that stuff was made up.”
“That’s none of your business. People like you should think it’s all made up.”
She saw the spark again. He grinned finally letting her go. She retreated back away from the man. Luca sauntered around the room, muscle coiled beneath his shirt. His gaze shifted between her and the door to the room. He strolled over and smoothly locked the door. He turned to face her, that smirk on his lips.
It made her skin feel like it was on fire.
“Ti voglio.”
His words rung out in the air. She shook her head, still not aware of the exact meaning behind the words. Though the expression on his face told it all. This was getting dangerous. She had to get the hell out of here. Maybe if she called out someone would come in or… maybe by the grace of God Annabella would come and save her.
Alas, it was not to be.
He stalked towards her, eyes fixed to her. She felt her face warm up and once more pulled on the cuffs. She gritted her teeth looked down as she continued to tug. The cuffs began to cut into her wrists.
Luca approached, with a fluid motion he kicked the chair that Tori sat on. It went flying across the room with a loud clank. She fell to her knees, the full impact of her weight caused her to yelp. She squeezed her eyes shut feeling the strain of metal against her skin. Her shoulders stretched painfully.
“Fuck you!”
He squeezed her shoulder. He leaned down her lips inches from her ear.
“That was the plan.”
Luca stepped back and stood behind Tori. His eyes fixed to the woman as she arched against the table. She swore under her breath, her voice hoarse and low. He lingered just behind her, his eyes fixed to her muscular form as she squirmed. He rather liked it. He liked the way the woman’s muscles stiffened and loosened, the way her hair swung from side to side when she rocked herself back and forth, and most of all he loved the bruise forming on her exposed legs.
He pulled his keys out of his pocket. He crossed beside the woman and reached for the lock on the table. He glanced at her out the corner of her eye. As she eyed him and then the door. He was well aware of the woman’s plans. He could see it clear as day on her face. She wanted to escape, but there was no way he would let a brat like her escape him.
The sound of chains clicking could be heard. Tori felt slack in her arms. She got ready to jump her hands positioned on the ground. She sprung up, legs poised to dart when she felt cold metal against her forehead. She looked up her attention met with the barrel of a gun. Her brow furrowed, her fingers clenched into fists. He smirked, his lips parted slightly.
“On your knees, puttana.”
Tori hissed as she slowly sunk down. Her eyes trained to the gun and Luca’s eager gaze. His free hand moved towards the fly of his pants. He painstakingly took his time as he pulled the zipper down. Tori bit her lip, toes curled up in her shoe as she watched Luca’s hand as it vanished into his pants. He pulled out his thick member
Her hand moves to wrap around his cock, her blood pulsing in her ears. The anticipation riling her up. She peered up at him, through her eyelashes. His gaze lingers on her, on her mouth.
“Succhiami il cazzo.”
hands shaking slightly she reached out to grab his member, she was eager yet nervous. Licking her lips subconsciously she stared at this dick in her hands,
“Hurry up,” he growled. She swallowed down as she felt the man’s cock twitch in her hands. Him snapping at her to hurry up however sent her into motion. Hesitantly she brought his cock to her mouth, face red from embarrassment she gently licks at the head. His cock twitched in her hold and he had a small intake of breath at the feeling of her tongue. Tori watched his reaction, eyes sparkle with mirth as she grew bolder. Breathing in through her nose, Tori started to lean forward, taking more of Luca into her mouth. Luca remained as amused as ever, that coy smirk placed on his lips. Tori watched him for any movements as she yearned for any type of reaction. She closed her eyes, furrowing her brow, and determined to make him moan. As she took more of the six inch member into his mouth the heavier his breathing got.
She dragged her tongue against his length, fingers pumped in time with her mouth. Luca grunted his gun hand lowered to his side. She was doing fine but he knew that she could do better. He holstered his gun now satisfied that his prisoner had no intention of leaving. His finger tangled through her soft hair as he yanked her closer with a small satisfied groan.
Tori whimpered and near gagged. The sudden intrusion of his cock down her throat caused her throat to tightened around him. Her eyes watered as she tried to breathe.
“Questa è una buona puttana,” He purred as his grip on her hair loosened. He gently rubbed his hand through the tangles of brown locks. Giving her light scratches against her scalp as he slowly started to rock his hips. He didn’t want to overwhelm the girl who was 12 years his junior, well, overwhelm her too much.
Tori moaned, the sudden sweetness in conjunction with the thick member in her throat caused her head to spin. She felt her core growing hot and tight. She ignored the aching feeling as she sat pretty, accepting the cock deep into her throat.
“You feel so good,” he told her, voice husky with want and pleasure. There was no denying that Tori’s mouth felt wonderful around his cock, despite the fact he was trying to stay composed. She looked up at him in appreciation, her hands lowered slightly as she leaned into his touch. With a pleased smile he continued to fuck her face, hand in her hair sliding down to caress her face, letting her lean into it. Closing her eyes and doing just that, she let his thick cock thrust into her greedy mouth.
The more he thrust and the more she sucked, the closer he came to reaching his peak. He pulls back far enough that the head of his cock kisses her lips. “Tell me where you want me to cum, sweet girl.” He chuckles and teases her lips with his cock.
She whimpered, greedy for more and now he expected her to beg for it. Something about that made her desperate. “P-please…” her words came out breathy. “I want it in my mouth.” She whined, “I want to taste your cum!” He chuckled at her words, “come si desidera bambina, ingoiare tutto.” And with that he slides his cock back into her eagerly awaiting mouth with a moan.
His cum spilled into her mouth. The hot liquid elicited a whine as it splashed down her throat. She gulped it down hungrily, making sure not to waste a single drop. He caressed her cheek as she did, tilting his head back with a deep groan.
He pulled out panting softly. His half-lidded eyes lock to the girl below him. “Now, you need to promise me that you’ll be a good girl.” Tori sluggish responses were masked by a need. “If you’re a very good girl maybe Daddy will pay you a visit again.”
Translations
Senti chi parla! – Look who’s talking! (sarcastic)
Suck my dick. – Succhiami il cazzo
I want you – Ti voglio
bitch, whore, slut, tart, harlot, strumpet - puttana
as you wish baby girl - come si desidera bambina
Swallow it all. - ingoiare tutto
A/N: A super important thing to note. @eagleoverlord was super wonderful and helped me create this. As well as my perfect wife @bubblystarwhore. Seriously the both of you are WONDERFUL!
She darted forward, lungs burning as she chased forward after the demon. “How the hell is it so fast,” she grumbled to herself the heat rolled off of her back. She darted down the back alley and straight towards the abandoned building.
Inside she could hear shouting from the upstairs. Her eyes widened as her muscled coiled. “H-humans here?” She stated as she raced up the steps. Her legs propelled her forwards as she came to the second floor. For a moment she saw a flash of the demon, it’s black scales glimmered in the sunlight. She spotted something hurdling towards her, a body of what appeared to be a man. She grunted as a sudden impact sent her flying backwards her body slammed hard against the wall.
She gasped for breath, head spun, and the demon roared. Her hands reached forward as she groped for her bat but found it to be missing. The demon looked at her, it’s wicked laugh filled the air and she sprung forward. She had to put some distance between the monster and his newest victim. The creature lunged, it slashed towards her, it’s intent to rip her apart. Tori stepped back, catching his black claws in her arm as she tried to defend herself. She screamed out her left arm swung forward as her fist slammed into the creature. It was enough to startle it as she grabbed onto the door handle and slammed the door shut, her body pressed against it. There was a thud and a cry as the demon impacted against the door. She remained, still and silent as she listened to the creature pace on the other side of the door.
She waited and listened. Her heart quickened as she stood by the door. The sound of pacing stopped after what felt like forever and now she took stock of the situation around her. She was in a small room, it looked to be a closet, and behind her was… that was a man. “A cop?” She grumbled her hand slapped against her forehead. A cop of all things all the way out here? What were the chances.
“I just need to leave him here… his patrol should come and find him.” She muttered she went to push the door open, only to find that it refused to move. She hissed slammed her body against it, still the door would not move. “Shit… we’re stuck” she whispered beneath her breath. She reached towards her injured arm, her left hand squeezed the wound in a attempt to salve the stinging pain. She heard a rustle behind her, she looked back to see the cop as he stood up. He towered before her as he rubbed his eyes.
“What happened?”
He rubbed his head and Tori averted her eyes. She stared towards the wall. “Animal attack…” She lied stood between him and a door. Her heart pumped widely in her chest, the attack replayed in her mind. If she had held a little tighter to her bat or perhaps dodged a little, the demon would be dead. Now it was creeping around outside doing Gods know what. Her head craned away from him. The man stepped forward towards the door but she remained. “Are you hurt?”
She glanced up at him, squinted. “It’s fine… the doors locked so.” She glanced at the door and then back at him. The man reached forward grabbed onto her arm. Tori’s teeth clenched tightly as she reeled back her left arm.
“You are hurt.”
She paused, his expression was that of concern. “I-it’s fine,” she continued as she pulled her arm away. The Cop said nothing as he reached towards the buttons of his uniform.
“What are you doing?” She asked her attention locked onto him. The man said nothing as he moved to the next button. His nimble fingers went about their work and Tori pressed herself back against the door. With-in a few moments the man slipped his shirt off. He wore a wife beater beneath. With another quick movement that too was off.
“W-what are you doing?” Tori asked her voice peeked off as a squeak. The cop said nothing roughly grabbed her arm again and looked at her. “Hold it there,” he told her. Tori swallowed down, looking towards the male’s muscular chest. Her heart pounded painfully in her chest. The man leaned in closely, heat rolled off of his body.
“When backup arrives we can get you properly looked at.”
Her eyes fixed to the sweat that glistened on the surface of his skin. The muscular visage before her.
“What’s your name?”
“T-Tori…”
The man smiled, looked at her and she looked at his brown eyes. Those warm and soft brown eyes. It made her head start to spin as she became aware of how close his face was to her’s.
“I’m Sergeant Bellini, nice to meet you Tori.”
She nods her head, words stuck in her throat. Her body trembled as he finally let her go. “Let’s see if we can’t get that door open,” he stated cheerfully. Tori could only nod her head. He charged forward his broad shoulder slammed into the door as it swung open with ease. He moved forward, closing the distance between him and her.
He looked down to her, smiled a rather sweet and handsome smile.
“Alright Tori, I’ll ca-”
She didn’t wait for him to finish. She darted for her bat and down the steps before he could finish his thought. All the while screamed back. “Sorry about your shirt!”
She was out the door in seconds, her face burning hot as the images flashed through her mind. She wasn’t going to be able to sleep for weeks after that.
