Another Man's Trash
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M through R › Repo! The Genetic Opera
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
2,713
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own Repo, I don't make money from it. But I did write this fic and I have a great job... naw shit. R&R Plz. Don't be a window licker... if you don't like don't read the trash!
Rule Number One
Thais' body stiffened in both fear of Graverobber's growing strength against her skin and from the tone of his voice, how it had somehow turned from less business like to more sinister and dark.
"Rule number one pet... do as I say, that includes answering when spoken to. So let us start over. Your name?"
Thais knew immediately the rules had changed but was always used to being able to somewhat take the punishments from her usually stubborn attitude, though something about this man made her hesitate.
"Thais... sir."
Graves grinned from behind her and spun her around to look into her eyes, full of unsurity as her body shook slightly whilst he knew it wasn't just from the chill outside. His hand on her neck never moved but his other hand rested firmly on her hip so that no part of him could cover her since he had decided to take this moment to look his new peice of property over. Thais had grown used to that look, like being undressed with someones eyes, constantly being evaluated by guests of the Largo's and now the drug dealer.
"Well pet I don't see any surgery marks on you at all... you can't tell me this whole body is yours. Matter of fact, don't bother answering that. Let me check for myself!"
He pressed himself hard against her securing her to the wall with his body. His watched his own hand glide down to her thigh and travel up to her waist searching for scars and inwardly enjoying the feel of her skin until he realized the girl was rather at a cool temperature and seemed to being coming in and out of paying attention to the situation. The hand on her neck moved to grab her chin forcing her eyes to meet his, he knew that glazed look anywhere. He came closer to get his mouth close to her ear feeling her fine black strands brush across his lips as he growled into her ear.
"It seems Miss Sweet likes to share her favorite treat, lucky for you or this would hurt alot more," he grabbed her hips grinding himself against her so that she knew what he was ensuing. This caught Thais' attention and a bit of life jumped back into her as she began to make a scene, audibly denying him enough to catch a few alley dwellers attention, not that they cared, and squirming against her new owner and the bricks.
Suddenly she felt a strong back hand cross her face causing her bottom lip to bleed, which she would not have known if she hadn't felt it slightly throb and something drip from her chin. Still she defiantley crossed her legs trying to turn away from the horrors of this stranger until Graves let her turn only shoving her into the wall with her ass firmly now pressed against his groin. Frustration along with her weak state made Thais' attempts into a great fiasco of escape feeling Graverobber's arm coming up toward her neck again expecting to feel the strong fingers wrap around it, but this time she felt something colder, something that could slice. She was learning the punishments of not following rule number one.
"Rule number one pet... do as I say, that includes answering when spoken to. So let us start over. Your name?"
Thais knew immediately the rules had changed but was always used to being able to somewhat take the punishments from her usually stubborn attitude, though something about this man made her hesitate.
"Thais... sir."
Graves grinned from behind her and spun her around to look into her eyes, full of unsurity as her body shook slightly whilst he knew it wasn't just from the chill outside. His hand on her neck never moved but his other hand rested firmly on her hip so that no part of him could cover her since he had decided to take this moment to look his new peice of property over. Thais had grown used to that look, like being undressed with someones eyes, constantly being evaluated by guests of the Largo's and now the drug dealer.
"Well pet I don't see any surgery marks on you at all... you can't tell me this whole body is yours. Matter of fact, don't bother answering that. Let me check for myself!"
He pressed himself hard against her securing her to the wall with his body. His watched his own hand glide down to her thigh and travel up to her waist searching for scars and inwardly enjoying the feel of her skin until he realized the girl was rather at a cool temperature and seemed to being coming in and out of paying attention to the situation. The hand on her neck moved to grab her chin forcing her eyes to meet his, he knew that glazed look anywhere. He came closer to get his mouth close to her ear feeling her fine black strands brush across his lips as he growled into her ear.
"It seems Miss Sweet likes to share her favorite treat, lucky for you or this would hurt alot more," he grabbed her hips grinding himself against her so that she knew what he was ensuing. This caught Thais' attention and a bit of life jumped back into her as she began to make a scene, audibly denying him enough to catch a few alley dwellers attention, not that they cared, and squirming against her new owner and the bricks.
Suddenly she felt a strong back hand cross her face causing her bottom lip to bleed, which she would not have known if she hadn't felt it slightly throb and something drip from her chin. Still she defiantley crossed her legs trying to turn away from the horrors of this stranger until Graves let her turn only shoving her into the wall with her ass firmly now pressed against his groin. Frustration along with her weak state made Thais' attempts into a great fiasco of escape feeling Graverobber's arm coming up toward her neck again expecting to feel the strong fingers wrap around it, but this time she felt something colder, something that could slice. She was learning the punishments of not following rule number one.