Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2015 23:10:59 GMT -6
OOC: THE FOLLOWING OF COURSE CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT. NOT SAFE FOR WORK AND WHATNOT.
OOC 2: I didn't feel like coding this because it's in the Developmental section and I'm on my mom's laptop and it's a pain to code with a trackpad. Sooooo...good luck.
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"So where are we going?"
"Not far. At least where any random on-looker could notice us or some random family could find us."
"Interesting."
But she isn't going out swinging, at least not this time around. The second his back is turned, he feels a cold chill on his neck and the sound of a click from nearby. He chuckles out loud as he turns his head to see her...pointing a small Beretta 9mm right at the back of his neck.
"Should've been the first one to the woods. You know what I usually have in my trunk, sweetheart."
He decides to turn around, but she keeps the gun pointed at his neck, the look on her face saying it all. She finally has him alone in the middle of nowhere...all to herself. A ton of things could happen here, but she's hesistant to pull the trigger as he just stares at her. Waiting...and even wishing that the trigger would be pulled. But he can see it in her eyes.
"What are you waiting for? Afraid that somebody will hear you?"
"N...no. That's not it at all."
"Then why won't you just pull the trigger and get it over with? Obviously you've been planning this. What? Was the movie theater YOUR idea? Did you somehow trick me into doing this? Tell me?"
Her arm shakes and the gun shakes with it as he walks over and gets on his knees. With no hesistation, he puts the trigger towards the center of his forehead and closes his eyes. She looks down on him, with confusion yet some form of compassion. It's mostly confusion but deep down, she's wondering why he's doing this.
"We both said it ourselves, right? "Till death do us part!" Well, I'm giving you your end of the bargain. What do you have to lose, sweetheart? You can finally do the world a favor and get rid of me. Is that what you want? That's all you ever wanted, darling...so fucking do it, please?"
"I..but...I..."
"JUST PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER, RUBY!"
With a quick pull and a throw, she tosses the gun aside and looks down at him. Just like their little "adventure" in the motel room, only this time he called her by her actual name. In the middle of all of the pet names on Twitter and the jabs back and forth and yet...he has never called her Ruby to her. Just like she said his name at first. That was the moment where she realized that she couldn't do it. She couldn't go through with it. It took him a second to open his eyes but within that time frame, she mustered up the courage to hide whatever emotions was coursing through her body. Enough so he didn't see her in the state she was in. She could NEVER let him see that. She would never hear the end of it from him.
He didn't feel the cold barrel on his head anymore. He couldn't feel nothing but emptiness and darkness anymore. He just felt the breeze of the air against his body as he opened his eyes and saw only her staring back at him, shaking her head.
She couldn't go through with it.
"W...why?" he asked her.
"Dude, just...look at you. Look at all you've done. Yeah, you're a complete raging asshole, but...you can't just quit like that. What...what would your family think? Shit, what would your daughter think? You know she cares about you, right? Don't you want to see her go through school? Kick out her first boyfriend because he's way too bad for her? Don't you give a fuck about any of that stuff?"
"Yeah, but..."
"But what? Least you have something to live for. Least people care. Look at me for fuck's sake. Is there any reason as to WHY you're so infatuated with me? Trust me...you're walking into a world of evil."
He just pauses for a brief second and then tells her, straight up... "I've been walking for miles now. Hasn't affected me one bit."
"No, you...you don't even know the half of it, Kevin."
The sincerity of her voice there, especially when actually saying his name again. He knows she meant it. Somehow. Like that ticking timebomb waiting to explode. He knows it's going to go off and blow up, but...it doesn't. It just doesn't. Even after he finally gets back up on his feet.
"Were...were you really thinking about pulling the trigger?"
"Maybe..."
"Maybe...?"
"Maybe I just didn't want to go through with cleaning up after myself and burying a body out here. You know how much of a pain in the ass that is. First you have to chop the body up into pieces and then you have to dig a hole and then just...it's not worth it."
"You would never get away with it?
"I also need a shovel and that's in my trunk and...that's a ways away and...it's just easier to keep you around."
"You'll admit that now, but later..."
She slaps him across the cheek. Not in a harsh tone and yet not in a playful tone, but lightly where it's serious enough for her to keep her statement. "Don't you fucking start..."
"I thought you didn't want me to stop eariler?"
"That was indeed true. Then...all of this happened. So...what's in the bag?"
Throughout all of this, he forgot about the duffel bag he was carrying with him. It dropped as he went to his knees before but it just slipped his mind when he was worrying about every single little thing running through his brain. He kneeled down to pick it up and he unzipped it. First things first...
"Turn around and close your eyes, sug."
"You and that fucking pet name."
She really did hate it when he called her that. Then again, a little piece of her kind of enjoyed it. It was rather weird. But she listened and she closed her eyes. All she could hear was the sounds of the bag unzipping and something clanging around. Wait a minute...he ALSO didn't have a gun on him as well. Right? She also heard a clicking noise and bit her tongue, but suddenly...instead of feeling something cold around her temperal lobe...
Instead it was against her wrists.
"Open your eyes."
She opened her eyes to see...
...her hand handcuffed to the nearest tree.
"What the fu--CKKK!"
She was handcuffed alright, but she also didn't expect the other surprise waiting for her as he stood right behind her, her skirt lifted up and every inch of him already deep inside her as she just breathed helplessly, trying to muster up all the strength she had in her. Kind of difficult to do that when you have somebody's cock deep inside you, thrusting with every ounce of energy inside. And that's what he was doing. He knew that she wasn't a fan of taking things easy. Why take things easy when you can just go for the kill right then and there. It was the perfect way for her.
And he wasn't a fan of taking it slow either. Especially after the last time out. Instead, with every smack and every thrust and every moan coming out of the both of them, she decided to just deal with it and take it all in. There was still a part of her that didn't like this whole scenario...the whole "fucking your enemy" part of everything, but...he was just too fucking good to hold up. It was what she wanted and he was giving her every single satisfaction that she ever craved. He was craving desperation. So was she.
He pulled her hair back and just kept thrusting and ramming every bit of flesh inside her tight slit, her screaming for more as his other hand was groping every bit of her body under her dress, trying to at least get somewhat free. Maybe to try and have her way for a little bit, or maybe for other reasons. Either way, that pleasure from before in the movie theater was pouring out in droves once again. She wanted for him to stop but yet she didn't want him to stop.
"God...god dammit. Ohhhhh fuck."
He stopped for a brief second and let her finish what she was gonna say.
"Are you trying to physically hurt me?"
"Maybe..."
"Well keep fucking going."
Since she was handcuffed to the tree, she was at least able to turn around to face him and pulled him out of her for a brief second, as she jumped up on his waist and wrapped her legs around his waist, them pushed up against the tree as she guided him back deep inside her, sliding easily in as her cunt walls were now soaked with every bit of hot oozing sex that he put into her body and veins. He ripped off her shirt and bra immediately and held her against him, making sure not to even drop her or fall over as he started to push himself deeply inside of her.
"God, you're...you're so fucking...I hate you, but...but godddd..."
Her excitement was swelling up to a fever pitch. His excitement was swelling up to a near unquenchable thirst of orgasm, complete from the crazy day they were sharing that began in a movie theater trying to be as quiet as possible and ending with them being as loud as humanly possible in the middle of nowhere. They were about to reach complete nirvana. There was nothing stopping them, even after a threat to blow one's brains all over the woods. But even so, they kept going and going. The leaves from the tree falling all around them as he slammed her harder and faster against it.
She leaned her head back and without a moment's notice...screamed his name as she emptied out everything that she had and tightened up around his shaft, crying and moaning out in bliss and ecstacy and god knows what else, that releasing everything that he had deep within her walls as well, the moaning and the screaming of his name turning him so hard and tight that he couldn't hold it in as well, shooting his load all over her and even on her waist as he slightly pulled out, his legs giving out in absolute shock as he dropped the both of them on the ground.
There was nothing else to say, the both of them lying on the ground, sweating, naked, covered in dirt and grime and cum and whatever else was around them, but for some reason, they didn't care one bit about a little bug bite or whatnot. They were still recovering...and even for a little bit, they just passed out. Her head on his shoulder, them hugging each other as they lay there.
It was harmony covered in landmines and barbed wire.
Of course, the harmony had to end sooner or later. She woke up first and noticed something was off. Completely off.
Like her being the only person in the woods off.
She woke up, her shirt on the side of the tree, breasts completely exposed to the wilderness, but her skirt bunched up against her thighs as she looked around to find him...but with nowhere in sight, she just screamed as loud as she possibly could. She did notice though the duffel bag right next to her. With a note attached to it and the key to the handcuffs taped on it. She opened it up and read it.
"Dear Ruby,
I know you're probably cursing my name to the skies of the heavens right now, but it's kind of expected after you just bolted on me at the motel. So hey...little payback is good every now and again. But on a serious note, thank you. Thanks for not blowing my brains out. And thanks for showing me some compassion, even though you still hate my guts this side of California. I really do appreciate it. Inside the bag is a change of clothes and some money for your troubles. And of course, the key to your cuffs is attached below. See you on the other side, sweetheart."
'Till death do us part,
Kevin
She just smirks and chuckles as she rips off the key from the piece of paper and unlocks her wrists from the handcuffs. Just smirks and mutters...
"That motherfucker."
For a change, he got one up on her. And she hated it...but at the same time, she kind of loved it.
It's a complicated motherfucker like that.
OOC 2: I didn't feel like coding this because it's in the Developmental section and I'm on my mom's laptop and it's a pain to code with a trackpad. Sooooo...good luck.
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"So where are we going?"
"Not far. At least where any random on-looker could notice us or some random family could find us."
"Interesting."
But she isn't going out swinging, at least not this time around. The second his back is turned, he feels a cold chill on his neck and the sound of a click from nearby. He chuckles out loud as he turns his head to see her...pointing a small Beretta 9mm right at the back of his neck.
"Should've been the first one to the woods. You know what I usually have in my trunk, sweetheart."
He decides to turn around, but she keeps the gun pointed at his neck, the look on her face saying it all. She finally has him alone in the middle of nowhere...all to herself. A ton of things could happen here, but she's hesistant to pull the trigger as he just stares at her. Waiting...and even wishing that the trigger would be pulled. But he can see it in her eyes.
"What are you waiting for? Afraid that somebody will hear you?"
"N...no. That's not it at all."
"Then why won't you just pull the trigger and get it over with? Obviously you've been planning this. What? Was the movie theater YOUR idea? Did you somehow trick me into doing this? Tell me?"
Her arm shakes and the gun shakes with it as he walks over and gets on his knees. With no hesistation, he puts the trigger towards the center of his forehead and closes his eyes. She looks down on him, with confusion yet some form of compassion. It's mostly confusion but deep down, she's wondering why he's doing this.
"We both said it ourselves, right? "Till death do us part!" Well, I'm giving you your end of the bargain. What do you have to lose, sweetheart? You can finally do the world a favor and get rid of me. Is that what you want? That's all you ever wanted, darling...so fucking do it, please?"
"I..but...I..."
"JUST PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER, RUBY!"
With a quick pull and a throw, she tosses the gun aside and looks down at him. Just like their little "adventure" in the motel room, only this time he called her by her actual name. In the middle of all of the pet names on Twitter and the jabs back and forth and yet...he has never called her Ruby to her. Just like she said his name at first. That was the moment where she realized that she couldn't do it. She couldn't go through with it. It took him a second to open his eyes but within that time frame, she mustered up the courage to hide whatever emotions was coursing through her body. Enough so he didn't see her in the state she was in. She could NEVER let him see that. She would never hear the end of it from him.
He didn't feel the cold barrel on his head anymore. He couldn't feel nothing but emptiness and darkness anymore. He just felt the breeze of the air against his body as he opened his eyes and saw only her staring back at him, shaking her head.
She couldn't go through with it.
"W...why?" he asked her.
"Dude, just...look at you. Look at all you've done. Yeah, you're a complete raging asshole, but...you can't just quit like that. What...what would your family think? Shit, what would your daughter think? You know she cares about you, right? Don't you want to see her go through school? Kick out her first boyfriend because he's way too bad for her? Don't you give a fuck about any of that stuff?"
"Yeah, but..."
"But what? Least you have something to live for. Least people care. Look at me for fuck's sake. Is there any reason as to WHY you're so infatuated with me? Trust me...you're walking into a world of evil."
He just pauses for a brief second and then tells her, straight up... "I've been walking for miles now. Hasn't affected me one bit."
"No, you...you don't even know the half of it, Kevin."
The sincerity of her voice there, especially when actually saying his name again. He knows she meant it. Somehow. Like that ticking timebomb waiting to explode. He knows it's going to go off and blow up, but...it doesn't. It just doesn't. Even after he finally gets back up on his feet.
"Were...were you really thinking about pulling the trigger?"
"Maybe..."
"Maybe...?"
"Maybe I just didn't want to go through with cleaning up after myself and burying a body out here. You know how much of a pain in the ass that is. First you have to chop the body up into pieces and then you have to dig a hole and then just...it's not worth it."
"You would never get away with it?
"I also need a shovel and that's in my trunk and...that's a ways away and...it's just easier to keep you around."
"You'll admit that now, but later..."
She slaps him across the cheek. Not in a harsh tone and yet not in a playful tone, but lightly where it's serious enough for her to keep her statement. "Don't you fucking start..."
"I thought you didn't want me to stop eariler?"
"That was indeed true. Then...all of this happened. So...what's in the bag?"
Throughout all of this, he forgot about the duffel bag he was carrying with him. It dropped as he went to his knees before but it just slipped his mind when he was worrying about every single little thing running through his brain. He kneeled down to pick it up and he unzipped it. First things first...
"Turn around and close your eyes, sug."
"You and that fucking pet name."
She really did hate it when he called her that. Then again, a little piece of her kind of enjoyed it. It was rather weird. But she listened and she closed her eyes. All she could hear was the sounds of the bag unzipping and something clanging around. Wait a minute...he ALSO didn't have a gun on him as well. Right? She also heard a clicking noise and bit her tongue, but suddenly...instead of feeling something cold around her temperal lobe...
Instead it was against her wrists.
"Open your eyes."
She opened her eyes to see...
...her hand handcuffed to the nearest tree.
"What the fu--CKKK!"
She was handcuffed alright, but she also didn't expect the other surprise waiting for her as he stood right behind her, her skirt lifted up and every inch of him already deep inside her as she just breathed helplessly, trying to muster up all the strength she had in her. Kind of difficult to do that when you have somebody's cock deep inside you, thrusting with every ounce of energy inside. And that's what he was doing. He knew that she wasn't a fan of taking things easy. Why take things easy when you can just go for the kill right then and there. It was the perfect way for her.
And he wasn't a fan of taking it slow either. Especially after the last time out. Instead, with every smack and every thrust and every moan coming out of the both of them, she decided to just deal with it and take it all in. There was still a part of her that didn't like this whole scenario...the whole "fucking your enemy" part of everything, but...he was just too fucking good to hold up. It was what she wanted and he was giving her every single satisfaction that she ever craved. He was craving desperation. So was she.
He pulled her hair back and just kept thrusting and ramming every bit of flesh inside her tight slit, her screaming for more as his other hand was groping every bit of her body under her dress, trying to at least get somewhat free. Maybe to try and have her way for a little bit, or maybe for other reasons. Either way, that pleasure from before in the movie theater was pouring out in droves once again. She wanted for him to stop but yet she didn't want him to stop.
"God...god dammit. Ohhhhh fuck."
He stopped for a brief second and let her finish what she was gonna say.
"Are you trying to physically hurt me?"
"Maybe..."
"Well keep fucking going."
Since she was handcuffed to the tree, she was at least able to turn around to face him and pulled him out of her for a brief second, as she jumped up on his waist and wrapped her legs around his waist, them pushed up against the tree as she guided him back deep inside her, sliding easily in as her cunt walls were now soaked with every bit of hot oozing sex that he put into her body and veins. He ripped off her shirt and bra immediately and held her against him, making sure not to even drop her or fall over as he started to push himself deeply inside of her.
"God, you're...you're so fucking...I hate you, but...but godddd..."
Her excitement was swelling up to a fever pitch. His excitement was swelling up to a near unquenchable thirst of orgasm, complete from the crazy day they were sharing that began in a movie theater trying to be as quiet as possible and ending with them being as loud as humanly possible in the middle of nowhere. They were about to reach complete nirvana. There was nothing stopping them, even after a threat to blow one's brains all over the woods. But even so, they kept going and going. The leaves from the tree falling all around them as he slammed her harder and faster against it.
She leaned her head back and without a moment's notice...screamed his name as she emptied out everything that she had and tightened up around his shaft, crying and moaning out in bliss and ecstacy and god knows what else, that releasing everything that he had deep within her walls as well, the moaning and the screaming of his name turning him so hard and tight that he couldn't hold it in as well, shooting his load all over her and even on her waist as he slightly pulled out, his legs giving out in absolute shock as he dropped the both of them on the ground.
There was nothing else to say, the both of them lying on the ground, sweating, naked, covered in dirt and grime and cum and whatever else was around them, but for some reason, they didn't care one bit about a little bug bite or whatnot. They were still recovering...and even for a little bit, they just passed out. Her head on his shoulder, them hugging each other as they lay there.
It was harmony covered in landmines and barbed wire.
Of course, the harmony had to end sooner or later. She woke up first and noticed something was off. Completely off.
Like her being the only person in the woods off.
She woke up, her shirt on the side of the tree, breasts completely exposed to the wilderness, but her skirt bunched up against her thighs as she looked around to find him...but with nowhere in sight, she just screamed as loud as she possibly could. She did notice though the duffel bag right next to her. With a note attached to it and the key to the handcuffs taped on it. She opened it up and read it.
"Dear Ruby,
I know you're probably cursing my name to the skies of the heavens right now, but it's kind of expected after you just bolted on me at the motel. So hey...little payback is good every now and again. But on a serious note, thank you. Thanks for not blowing my brains out. And thanks for showing me some compassion, even though you still hate my guts this side of California. I really do appreciate it. Inside the bag is a change of clothes and some money for your troubles. And of course, the key to your cuffs is attached below. See you on the other side, sweetheart."
'Till death do us part,
Kevin
She just smirks and chuckles as she rips off the key from the piece of paper and unlocks her wrists from the handcuffs. Just smirks and mutters...
"That motherfucker."
For a change, he got one up on her. And she hated it...but at the same time, she kind of loved it.
It's a complicated motherfucker like that.