Ah yes! Dandy Mart. One of Amaranth’s cutest highlights. Need some food? Step right up! Want to see a cute dandelion mascot dance outside of the store? You’re at the right address.
Everything was just fine and dandy.
Well, probably. Not like Shinjuurou agreed. He looked to the shelves in deep thought, eyeing the collection of cup noodles that the shop had to offer. Was today a beef day? Or a chicken day? The detective was low on funds, so he couldn’t afford to make the wrong choice here.
Celeste had never been in a bank robbery before, sure she played her part as a new bank teller to help the guys but she had never been in one she wasn’t involved in. She didn’t know how it was going to end until she saw them come from out of nowhere & save the damn day, she learned later their names were Street & Gamble. She couldn’t make out much of their looks because of their looks but she was sure that Gamble had the most beautiful eyes she’d ever seen & the most luscious ass she could ever hope to get her hands on. Later that night she stopped in at her favorite bar & was pleasantly surprised to see those eyes & that ass again, only this time he was playing pool. Celeste wanted to go over there but what’s a classy way of saying, “hi officer sexy you saved my life today, you can have me whenever you want”? Well I guess their isn’t so she just sat at the bar …. waiting
Gamble dropped the pool cue on the table with a frustrated groan. It’d been a long day and that damn bank robbery had frazzled his nerves. Now he was down two games and 100 bucks too. He walked over to the bar and stood next to a brunette while he ordered another beer. He chugged half the beer the moment he picked it up off the bar and turned to walk away, almost bumping into her. “Sorry, ma’am”, he mumbled.
“Easy there Cowboy” Celeste said as she held out her arms to catch Gamble if he fell. She felt that her body would be a good enough place to land on top of. “You gonna be okay?” Celeste asked smiling with her hands around Gambles waist supporting his stand.
"Yeah, sorry, thanks." He looked down at her hands on his waist and then smiled up at her. "I think I can make it, sweetheart." He stared at her for a moment. "You were in the bank this morning, weren’t you? I’m Gamble, I’m on the SWAT team." He held his hand out to her.
“Yeah I thought I recognized you. I’m Celeste, and I’m not SWAT just lucky I guess” Celeste chuckled as she pointed two fingers like guns at Gamble. Oh God she didn’t know how to flirt with this guy, but maybe after enough drinks she wouldn’t have to. “Take a shot with me?”
"Hey, you did really well today. Sure - what are you drinking?" He smiled, he was used to the ‘you’re my hero’ routine. She was pretty though, how had he not noticed that this morning?
Celeste smirked as she turned her back & propped herself up on the bar to get the bartenders attention. She held up two fingers & gave a nod to the bartender, it wasn’t the first time she was gonna play with card but hopefully it’ll work. “I hope you know you really did save that hostage today, not just her but all of us, we’d probably be dead if it wasn’t for you” Celeste turned to see Gamble checking her out & that cocky hero grin, cocky but cute
He shamelessly watched her ass as she turned to order the drinks then smiled as she turned back around to face him. “Just doing my job, ma’am” he tipped an invisible hat and winked at her. He grabbed one of the shots off the bar and tipped it back, enjoying the burn as it went down. He leaned into her and spoke low, ”You didn’t seem all that scared today, Celeste. Why is that?”
“Well uh lets just say it wasn’t my first rodeo either cowboy” Celeste replied, taking her shot. She watched him take his shot & a little come out the corner of his mouth, which she obliged by taking her finger to the left over alcohol on his mouth & put it in hers. She ordered two more tequilas but this time made a line of salt from her cleavage to her “special spot” on her neck. “Tell me officer, you think you could walk a straight line right now?” She asked as she cocked her eyebrow & put the lime wedge in her mouth.
He picked up his shot with a smirk. “I’m guessing you’re trying to distract me from further questioning. Fine by me.” He tucked the shot right between her breasts, licked the line of salt off of her, giving her a little bite at the end of the line, and then retrieved the shot with his teeth, tipping his head back and then spitting the empty glass out. He grinned as he leaned in to get the lime, crushing his mouth against hers.
Hot damn this guy was as quick as he was sexy. When Gamble gave her his little nibble, her hips bucked into his & her hand instinctively went into his hair. Being on the receiving end of that lime was amazing, his lips were as soft & luscious as they looked. She could tell everything about him was delicious, she could also tell he was enjoying himself if not by that cocky smirk than by what she felt when she bucked her hips forward. Even though she felt she had this in the bag, she wanted to see just how far he’d go. “What do you say we make a little gamble of our own Gamble?” She smirked
"Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?" He was feeling no pain after two quick shots and liked the way she came on so strong. He brushed a hand down her arm and smiled.
His hand going down her arm gave her goosebumps, mostly in her lady business. His hands were mostly soft but calloused from handling his gun. His fingers were long, knobby and all she could think about was how she wanted those hands all over her & those fingers in her. “You see that pool table over there?” Celeste nodded towards the table that had been giving him trouble the whole night & then took $100 bill out of her bra and stroked it on his chin, “Well I’ll bet you this $100 bill that I can beat you in a game. If I win, then I keep the hundred & I get to take you back to my place, but if you win well then you can take the hundred and anything else you want. Deal?
He considered her bet for a moment. He’d been losing all night but this was one bet it sounded like he’d win either way. He watched her watching him, she was a hot little tamale, no doubt, and there were a million things he’d like to do to her. The look on her face told him that she’d let him do whatever he wanted. She bit her lip, obviously worried that it was taking him so long to answer. “What makes you think I want to go home with you?” he asked with a straight face. He knew he was an asshole, but the look on her face was priceless.
Celeste was caught off guard at first, no doubt that wasn’t the answer she was expecting, but she could see the game he was playing & he didn’t know she could play just as well. Letting go of a chuckle she bucked her hips into his & pressed her face against his “that’s cute but if you don’t wanna go home with me that’s fine, there’s bathroom stalls outside the bar and the whole parking lot. You think home is the only place I’d take you?” She grinned shamelessly and devilishly
“No sweetheart, I think you’d take me right on top of this bar.” He spoke right up against her lips, just barely brushing them. ”Alright, I’ll take your bet, but let’s make it more interesting. If you win, I’ll go wherever you want. If I win, I’m walking right out of here.” He raised an eyebrow at her.
Celeste wanted him bad, her body was trembling from all the thoughts of what he would do to her. She had to play it as cool as possible though, as bad as she wanted him she couldn’t make him think he was anything more than her walking vibrator, which she broken three nights ago. She held out her hand to shake his, “deal, but the way you’ve been playing all night, somehow I’m not too worried” she winked at him, and turned to walk to the pool table, brushing her ass up against his zipper.
"You’ve been watching me, huh?" he replied with a smirk. He smacked her ass as she walked away and then followed behind her, grabbing a pool cue and taking a moment to chalk the tip. "You break, Boston girl."
It had been a while since Celeste had played but she didn’t doubt herself, that smack on her ass was all the motivation she needed to win this game. She lined up her pool cue & just before she broke, she looked up at Gamble who was more than sure of himself. When she made her shot she put two stripes in the upper right pocket & a solid in the left. “Guess I’m stripes” she grinned
"Sure you are, tiger." He watched the way she handled the stick and had to shift his stance. God damn he was getting hustled by a hot chick for sex. Best bet he’d ever made. He watched her line up her next shot he had no doubt that she was going to run the table. "So, what did you do in Boston, Tiger?"
She watched as he lined up his shot, and saw as he shot a solid into the right side pocket, so she waited her turn. “I did a lot of things, as many as possible when it came to an honest living. I worked in my father’s flower shop and tended bar during the week & on the weekends I sang,” she made sure to time this just right as he was lining up his next shot, “and I danced, exotically”
He missed the shot and swore, looking back at her with a grin. “You’re a fucking cheater, Tiger. I like that.” He sat on a nearby bar stool while she took her turn. “How’d you find time for so many jobs? Didn’t you sleep?”
Celeste grinned as her little plan worked. She looked at the table for her next shot & then positioned herself to take it. “Oh I found time for my bed, just not as much time as I wanted. My father’s health was never great and my mother died when I was real young so I pitched in to keep my home & his business afloat. Not to mention posting bail is never cheap.” She sank in a ball in the upper right pocket & on her next shot, she bent over in front of Gamble just to tease him as much as possible.
As she took her shot he reached out and ran his hand up the curve of her ass. “Who were you posting bail for, sweetheart?” He may have just met his match - hot and dangerous.
His hand on her ass caused her to scratch but she didn’t seemed to mind. When she stood up straight Gamble was right behind her & something about his body against hers just about made her throw him on the pool table and take him right there. Instead she just sat down on his stool, “mostly the men my dad used on jobs, a few friends and myself once,” she saw Gambles face & could tell he was curious. “A public indecency charge that was not completely all my fault” she chuckled
He pulled the stick from her hand and then took his shot, sinking two solids and pumping his fist in the air. “What kid of jobs did your Dad pull? And how indecent were you?” He bit his bottom lip and winked at her. He imagined her doing something filthy to him in public.
Celeste thought his little celebratory fist pump was so cute but she was aware that after those two solids they were tied & she wasn’t about to lose that ass for the night. “My father’s a bookie and isn’t exactly a law abiding citizen. No one should see the things that I’ve seen,” she watched Gamble line up his shot & decided to whisper her charge of indecency in his ear. Her lips were on his earlobe and her hand cupped his ass, “let’s just say the Boston Police Department doesn’t favor you having sex on their cars” and with that she licked his ear
He shuddered slightly as she licked his ear, this chick was getting to him. He wasn’t going to let her win that easily though. He sunk another solid and lined up his next shot. “That’s why it’s good to be a cop. No one to arrest me when I have sex against my cruiser.” He laughed. “So that’s why you came out here? To escape your life of crime?”
She was disappointed he got the shot but she didn’t call it quits yet. She gave him a smile, “mostly to start a new life ya know, everyone needs a new start” she watched him line up his next shot & saw a ten dollar bill in his his pocket. She reached into his pocket to get the ten and felt the shaft of his cock, she stroked it with her finger and whispered, “you mind if I go get us some drinks?”
"Tiger, you’re stroking the wrong dick if you’re looking for anything other than trouble." he warned, although he knew he liked her style. "Go ahead, get me a beer…. please." He took the shot and missed, then turned to watch her walk to the bar. Fuck, now he had a full hard on for this chick.
She brought back two beers & felt proud for the accomplishment she had growing in Gambles pants. He was a little too zealous on the first drink and some missed his mouth, when he went to wipe the beer on his chin she grabbed his arm to stop him. She licked the beer trickling down his chin and whispered in his mouth, “you can’t even begin to know what real trouble is, officer Gamble” when she said his name she licked the inside of his lip & smiled. “My turn,” she said taking the stick from his hand and sinking two of her own balls
He watched as she lined up the next shot facing him. He took a sip of his beer and then licked the top of the bottle just as he looked up at him. He ran his tongue around the rim and then plunged it into the bottle, pulling it back out slowly and then shooting her a devilish grin.
That was all she needed, she hit the cue ball between her last two balls putting both in the left side pocket. She shot a grin at Gamble to see what his reaction was he didn’t look too disappointed. She made her last shot hitting the eight ball & watched go over to the pocket in front of Gambles cock. It didn’t go in but it was laying on the rim, she looked up at Gamble to see what he would do next. She stood and put the pool cue between her breasts
"Too bad, Tiger, you lose." he said with a smirk. He downed the rest of his beer and slammed it down on the counter. "Maybe next time, sweetheart."
He turned and strode out the door into the cool night air, then stood up against the wall and lit a cigarette.
She followed him out the door, she wasn’t done with him yet. She found him standing against the wall obviously trying to shake off his condition. “Yeah it’s just too bad, but I think you forgot something,” she reached in her pocket to get the hundred left on the table. “You won this fair & square, maybe soon I can win it back,” she took the money & put in the front of his pants, not just to tease but remind him of her stripper days. She reached down far enough to touch his cock and could feel he was still hard. She licked her lips, upset about her loss and gave him a wink.
"I’m not a hooker, Tiger." he said as he pulled the bill out of his pants and let it drop to the ground. Then thought better of it and picked up the bill, sticking it in his pocket. He leaned back against the wall and took another drag before dropping the cigarette and stepping on it. He reached out and took her arm, pulling her in close and wrapping an arm around her waist. "What do you want, Boston girl?"
When the bill dropped to the ground she thought she would take the hint he wasn’t interested so so turned to leave. When he grabbed her arm and pulled her close she didn’t know what to think or say. Then she hoped he remembered their earlier conversation when she whispered in his ear, “is your police cruiser near by?” She looked at him biting her lip & cocking her eyebrow
He smiled and gestured with his head towards the parking lot. “You wanna shine the hood?” He pulled her in close and pressed his lips lightly against hers
She embraced his kiss, his lips were amazing & his tongue in her mouth was making her more wet than she already was. She ran her hand in his hair and pulled his head back, “you’re gonna have to hammer out the dents tomorrow” she said with an anxious smile on her face & pushed her lips against his again. She jumped to wrap her legs around his waist and let him carry her to his cruiser
He carried her over to the car and set her down on the hood. “God, you really are as crazy as I am.” he laughed as he pulled away from her kiss. “I don’t fuck on my cruise though, babe. I don’t put my job on the line for anyone.” He walked over and opened the car door. “Wanna go for a ride?”
She bit the edge of his nose & then gave it a small kiss. “Sure, where we going?” She asked, even though she really didn’t care. She would go anywhere he wanted and maybe even give a treat while on the way there
"Your place." he said, holding the door open and then closing it after she got in. He walked over to the driver’s side and got in, starting up the car and putting it in gear. "Just tell me where to go."
She fastened her seat belt & gave him directions “you take a left here & it’s a couple miles down that way, I’ll tell you when we’re there.” She was curious to whether or not he’d be okay with road head but if they got pulled over his job could be screwed so instead she settled for her hand in his lap.
He smiled as she put a hand in his lap and started rubbing his thigh. He took a hand off the wheel and put it on top of hers, sliding her hand up to his zipper and giving her a pointed look. “I’m just dropping you off, baby. You’ll have to earn it if you want me to stay.”
She smiled & bit her lip. She didn’t mind working for this, from what she could feel it was damn well worth it. She unzipped his zipper & reached inside to find his cock. He was so much bigger than she thought he was. She took her hand back and put it down her pants to her dripping bald pussy, when she felt she was lubed enough, she put her hand back on his cock. She rubbed the tip with his precum & put it in her mouth to see what he tasted like. Her juices and his mixed together tasted amazing. She put her hand back on his shaft and started stroking his cock. Not too tight a grip but tight enough for him to imagine what her tight neglected pussy felt like.
He leaned back farther in the seat, gripping the wheel tightly. God she was a dirty girl, his weakness. He started to moan softly as she worked his cock. She was bringing him to the edge quickly and he didn’t think he could wait until they reached her place. He pulled off the road into a dark deserted parking lot and parked right in the middle, shutting off the car quickly. He reached over an unlatched her seatbelt, pulling her towards him and kissing her greedily.
She was excited that he couldn’t wait to have her, and she kissed him back vigorously. She straddled his lap and started riding his lap, she hadn’t planned on giving him a lap dance tonight but she couldn’t help but love teasing him. She pulled his hair back, started nibbling his neck and sucked on his adam's apple. His hands were digging into her ass cheeks, he was obviously enjoying his lap ride. Abruptly she stopped, looked at him, smiled & crawled in the back seat, wiggling her finger for him to join her.
He got out of the car and got into the backseat, struggling to pull the door closed as she climbed onto his lap again. He ripped her shirt open and smashed his face between her breasts, licking and sucking through the lace of her bra while she rode his lap again, pulling at his hair.
It was cute to see how excited he was by fumbling with the door but there was nothing sweet about this, this was pure hot animalistic sex. She needed to be fucked stupid, to be pounded balls deep and she knew Gamble was one to oblige. She moaned as he sucked her breasts through her bra which she screamed for him to rip off her. She pulled his shirt off and started biting his shoulder. Looking at all the veins in his arms, she took his hand and put it down her pants, hoping he’d know what to do.
He pulled her bra down roughly, taking one hard nipple into his mouth and sucking it hard until she squirmed against him. He laughed as she put his hand down her pants. She needed him bad and he knew it. He found her clit quickly and rubbed it in tight circles while he sucked at her gorgeous tits.
“Oh my God Gamble!” She screamed as he found her clit and knew all the ways to play with it. At this point she was riding his hand and felt she was being selfish. As good as his mouth felt on her tits, she climbed off him and layed down on the seat next to him. She took off her pants and her dripping panties and started playing with herself. “Fuck me Gamble, please” she bit her lip and waited for his next move
Christ she was sexy. He leaned over and pushed his head between her legs, licking her slowly while she bucked against him, grabbing onto his hair. She whimpered and pulled at him so he crawled up her body, licking as he went, pausing to suck at her hipbone, her nipples, and her collarbone before reaching her mouth. He pushed his pants farther down and then plunged his cock into her.
God he felt amazing. His huge cock did stretch her but she didn’t care. She wrapped her legs around his waist and layed there as she was pounded mercilessly which is how she liked it. She liked being fucked past the point of cunning and Gamble was giving her exactly what she wanted. He lifted her up to where she was straddling his lap again and started riding his cock fast and hard. She kept moaning while he was inside of her, under her breath she kept saying “more more”
He gave it to her as hard and fast as he could, moaning at the feel of her tight little pussy. He worked her clit again while he fucked her, until she came hard, screaming his name. “What do you want me to do?” he mumbled as she collapsed against him like a rag doll.
She was shaking after she came, that was exactly what she needed but she didn’t want him to pull out if her just yet. She pressed her face against his, kissed him and told him “I wanna cum all over your cock and you explode in my mouth, but what do you want me to do? You were the winner tonight after all,” she tried giggling but he just thrust his cock into her again, giving her another great fuck to remember him by
He couldn’t hold it in any longer, he pulled out and came all over her tits. “God damn, that was hot.” he panted. He threw her his shirt to clean herself up with and pulled his pants back up. “I’ll drop you at home, Tiger.” he breathed. He left her in the back seat and got out of the car, getting back in the front and starting the car quickly. He drove the few miles down the road until she said “Just drop me here.”
He smiled as she stood next to his window. “Thanks for the ride, sweetheart. See you next time.”
She kept the shirt considering he ripped hers to shreds & when he dropped her off she couldn’t help but laugh. He gave her a confused look and climbed on top of him again, “you said you didn’t wanna come home with me” she laughed as she kissed him. “Next time maybe I’ll give you a private dance” she said as she got out of the car and watched him drive down the road. Now that he knew where to find her, she was sure she would see him again. Wearing his shirt & nothing else she went inside & hopped in the shower. “What a day”
Jack pursed his lips, “I can help you know, spruce up the place with you again.” He felt partly responsible for some reason or maybe it was the need to fix something after all that’s happened left him with this urge to try.
He grew silent once more, following closely behind Brunnie up the steps and in to the nook. The accumulation of dust only increasing in a puff are once Jack joined the girl on the opposite cushion she gestured to. He seemed hesitant again, pulling out his battered hands from the pocket of his sweatshirt to hold out for the brunette.
Jack bore in to his own hands, noting the patches of discoloration, bruises and raw cuts before the urge to hide them again was like an itch he couldn’t scratch under Brunnie’s surveillance. He instead choice to look up at her sheepishly, “…thanks B.”
