come over after your date, I wanna see you all dolled up.
indi
ok ;)
u gonna be good until then?
if by “good” you mean pout, maybe
joon
HEY!
indi
I laughed, tossing my phone down onto the bed before opening my closet to thumb through my options, being as ruthless as I could when it came to narrowing down my choices. Luckily for me, short skirts weren't exactly an endangered species in my wardrobe. My fingers landed on the silken strap of a minidress and I tugged the fabric closer to inspect the color.
Light pink, more on the side of blush than peach.
The color was fine, but the real star of the show was the cut, low up top and high from the thigh, the exact sort of thing that Indigo was implying Marcus would like.
I pushed aside the other hangers with a squeal of metal against metal, moving to remove the dress from where it hung.
A scream tore from me and I staggered back, still gripping the hanger as a white mask loomed out of the darkness, followed by a thin frame dressed in all black.
The mask itself was familiar, the eye holes shaped like horizontal half moons with streams of thick red paint like blood pouring down the pale cheeks. A pair of sharp horns sprouted from the head near the temples.
I staggered a few steps, brandishing the hanger like a weapon at the intruder.
"What do you want!? Please don't hurt me!"
The masked man chuckled, the sound cold and condescending as he caught my wrist with long, skeletal tattooed fingers that I would recognize anywhere.
My fear cracked, giving way to a wash of something far more pleasant, my still-quickened heartbeats making every move feel like it was life or death.
"Tesoro," Cameo tutted softly, disappointment dripping from his subtle accent. "Is this really the best you have to fight me off?"
Eva's armtrembled in my grip, her scent swelling around us as she pieced together exactly what—or I should say who—had found their way into her bedroom.
My cock throbbed at the spark of recognition in her eyes, at the way she swallowed hard as she tried—and failed—to break free of me. She screamed again, either because the adrenaline had hit her hard and she was in the back seat of her finer motor functions, or because she was playing along with the bit.
In any case, my veins were alight with excitement, and I didn't want to be interrupted.
"Hey now," I said, giving her a hard shove so that she overbalanced onto the overly pink bedspread, her pigtails fanning behind her like I'd seen so many times through the blue-light flicker of my computer screen. "You have neighbors."
Something too close to defiance shone through her blue eyes as she lashed out, trying to kick me aside, but I was faster. I caught her leg, forcibly rolling her onto her stomach anddragging her down the bed until my clothed cock was resting against her ass as I bore down on her.
With all her squirming and fighting, heavy breathing and cursing, it wasn't a surprise to me that she didn't hear the snick of my pocket knife opening. She certainly felt it though, when the cold metal pressed into the side of her neck, making her go rigid.
"C-Cameo..." Eva stammered. "What are you...?"
"Light check," I said smoothly, with a heavy grind against Eva's ass.
Fuck, I'd been desperate since I'd caught a glimpse of her in the shower. But I was patient, and our little game of cat and mouse was well worth the wait, if it was going to end like this.
From this angle, I couldn't see Eva's face, but the way that the strawberries in the air seemed to sun-ripen the bright greeny undercurrent of her set lingering on the back of my tongue, and the press of her ass upwards to meet my grind, told me what she was going to say before the words managed to pass her lips.
"Yellow."
