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Rachel Slurr. Werewolf. Drag queen. Waitress. [[fc: Willam Belli]]

[deamonassassin]

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[wolfwomanandman]

Toes curl inside her red-bottomed heels to keep them in place as the fabric was pulled off her legs. "If I wanted to get fucked with something big and plastic I woulda gone to the store downstairs," she teased, pulling him down for a brief kiss, keeping their lips close as hips bucked into John's grasp. "No rubber. Just you." 

[deamonassassin]

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[wolfwomanandman]

Gasping, Rachel only experienced a quick jolt of shot before laughter settled in, both arms looping around the back of his head as they kissed, legs landing on either side of his hips. The maneuver made her heart flutter, which she quickly wrote off as a result of all the blood gathering between her legs. "Ain't nobody in a rush, Sug'." Fingers playfully tugged on his earlobe as they trailed down his neck and chest, pinching a nipple. "But maybe not take too much time getting to the part with the fucking."

[deamonassassin]

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[wolfwomanandman]

One hand comes to rest against his own on her jawline, biting her lip while she wiggled her ass against the present waiting for her in his shorts, leaking a soft moan. "We could always do both. On and then off. We've got enough time, Sugar." Her free hand slipped between their bodies to stroke his clothed length, mischievous eyes meeting his. 

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[deamonassassin]

"You won’t hear a complaint from me." Grey eyes train in on the sway of her hips as she moves, his grin spreading as he he gently tugs on the short skirt when she returns. John never looks away, leaning forward when a bit of lace was shown. A whistle could be heard in response, a hand moving to trace up her thigh. "I’d rather show my appreciation a better way."

[wolfwomanandman]

"I'm sure you'll come up with something." Playfully Rachel batted his hand away, unbuttoning the skirt and sliding it down her long legs, kicking it aside with her heel. The bed dipped when she joined John on it, legs straddling his lap, wiggling until she was comfortable. Lips met his, followed by a brief nip of teeth, purring against his lips. "Wanna help me get the rest of this off? ...Or should we leave it on when you fuck me?" 

[deamonassassin]

It was one of the reasons he liked working here, you didn’t have to worry about the smell of previous clients at the end of the day. “Fair enough, Doll. But don’t tell Phi that.” He grinned, following instructions and sitting on the bed, removing the tank top to toss near the hamper. “Whatever you say.”

[wolfwomanandman]

"Just cause it sounds old for me doesn't me it can't work for her. That woman walks on water. I ain't got a bad syllable for her." Tossing blonde hair over her shoulders, heels click clacked against the floor as she moved to the stereo to turn on something slow and sultry. Hips swayed with the beat on her stroll over to the edge of the bed, making sure John had a good view of her dance which was punctuated by fingers finding the edge of her top, pulling it over her head, beginning to reveal the black lace lingerie hidden below and tossing it over to him.

"Feel free to cat call." 

[deamonassassin]

He raised an eyebrow and stepped closer, smirking as a finger traced the exposed skin her shirt didn’t hide. “Are you now? Well then, I shouldn’t keep you waiting.” John pulls the key card from his short to open the door, letting her in first before closing it behind her. “It appears you own me for a few hours.” He brings Rachel’s hips flush to his, nipping at her neck. “What will you have me do, Mistress?”

[wolfwomanandman]

Hanging her purse on the back of a chair as she swayed inside, she took a few good whiffs, curious about who else frequented the room, but all she could smell was gentle, unintrusive clean. Phi's janitorial team did a better job than most crime scene clean up crews. Pearly whites grinned as John entered her space, hands landing on his muscled torso. "First thing, no Mistress. Mistress sounds old." she chuckled. "You look a little tired from all that exercise. Why dont you take a seat and relax and I'll get myself a little more comfortable." 

[deamonassassin]

Turns out he wasn’t in his room, John appearing around the corner shirtless, sweaty and his discarded tank top slightly tucked into his basketball shorts. The towel he’s using to wipe his face pauses as he sees who’s at his door, a soft smile appears on his lips. He’s seen her around, but there was always something that got in the way of them talking. “Hello, Doll. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

[wolfwomanandman]

The smell hit her senses before any words did, the heady musk of sweat eliciting a shiver in the beast below her flesh before she'd even turned her head. "Hard work and frugality, mostly." Gathering herself as she twisted to face the almost blinding sight of his shirtless physique, she smiled sweetly and fluttered her eyelashes."Oh, and I'm your two o'clock client." 

[anstifter-blog]

       Her concentration isn’t broken from        the mirror ahead of her, an array of        various products of stage makeup        sprawled along the counter top. She        doesn’t even spare a glance before        she speaks. Show time in 10 minutes.

                        “——Who let you back here?”         

[wolfwomanandman]

"Oh, shit." 

Apparently, she'd made a wrong turn. Some old lady painting her face wasn't the destination she had in mind for the evening. 

"Sorry, lady. I was looking for the man with two dicks. ...Wait, ya'll got that guy in this show, right?"

[popcultureobsessed]

"When it’s right, it’s right." 

[prostituo]

[deamonassassin]

Her chuckle turns into a soft laugh, “I’ve heard nyquil and vicodin, but yeah. You’ve got your five hours, you know the drill. John should be in his room. Have fun.”

[wolfwomanandman]

"Thanks, boss lady." Rachel beamed, pleased to have been successful in her negotiations. There was a hop in her heeled step as she made the trek to the notorious room, which disappeared as excitement made way for an unfamiliar nervousness. Clearing her throat, she took a moment to fix her hair and hike her skirt up just a little higher, checking her nails were all in place before knocking and waiting. 

[deamonassassin]

Phi raised and eyebrow, but smiled. “I get you, hun. You don’t find too many men that can leave you paralyzed and sated too often, that’s why I hired him.” She chuckled softly. “How long do you want him, hun? I’ll give you an employee discount.”

[wolfwomanandman]

"It's like a dick made of Valium..." she commented absently, dreamy look on her painted expression. Ahem. "Oh, not too long. You know. Somewhere around one or...five hours."  

[deamonassassin]

"Some people can’t keep personal and business separate. Just making sure, hun."

[wolfwomanandman]

"No, no. I got you. But listen, I'm a career woman. You ain't got a thing to worry about. It's just that...I mean I've had a lot of inputted sales this fiscal quarter...but I ain't had nothin' like that first transaction at your establishment. If you catch my drift." 

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