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Rukia – Captain
Rukia wanders into the back room of the small shop as if she belongs there, trailing her fingertips over various boxes as she makes her way toward the back wall. A smile spreads across her face as the door opens oh so quietly behind her, and then closes. The curvy redhead makes no move to let it be known that she hears his entrance. They both know what this is, both know the other is aware. Still, she will never let that ruin the charade. This is how the captain likes it, and she is here to play his game.
Her flaming curls dance over her back as she tilts her head a bit, as if interested in some box slightly above her. Her left hand moves to smooth down the back of her mini skirt, her right still trailing across the top of a box. The man uses this moment to grab her left hand, press it up into her back and shove her against the wall that stood a few feet in front of her. She thuds against it with a gasp and a weak little cry as his body presses fully against her, pinning her roughly.
She makes a weak show of struggling against him as his free hand reaches up into her curls and grips tightly. He roughly pulls her head back and presses his lips against her ear. “Don’t cry too loudly now, we still have customers.” She nods against his tight grip.
Rukia’s next cry is a stifled one as he pulls her back from the wall by her hair and releases her hand to roughly grip a breast instead. He pulls her head to the side and clamps his mouth onto the pale, exposed skin of her neck. Rukia whimpers, but closes her green eyes, getting lost in the sound of his breath. She feels the captain’s heart pounding in his chest, which is pressed against her back. To her, the excitement is palpable.
Suddenly she is shoved forward back into the wall. He grabs her wrists and places her hands against the wall on either side of her head, palms flat. “Be a good little toy now, and I’ll make it quick for you, Red.” Rukia nods meekly, her cheek pressed against the bare wood. She feels a booted foot kick between hers, forcing her to widen her stance to his liking. He wastes no time reaching up under her tiny skirt, and quickly pushing two thick fingers inside her. The Captain knew the redhead wouldn’t be wearing panties, she never did.
Rukia gasps at the sudden entrance, and clenches her slick walls around him. She is already soaked. He pumps his fingers into her as he asks a loaded question. “Is all this wetness for me, Red?” She shakes her head no, knowing he likes a little struggle, so long as he is the one in charge. She can almost feel the grin on his face behind her as he withdraws his wet fingers and holds them up in front of her eyes, separating his fingers to show a string of her lubrication stretch between them. “Something tells me you are lying. I’ll give you one more chance to tell me the truth. Is this for me?”
Rukia whimpers as she feels him unbutton his pants and let them fall to the floor behind her. Nothing is even holding her in place. She knows her place, and for all her meager shows of fight, she likes it. Rukia keeps her voice low, pleading but complacent. “Yes Captain, it is for you. You make me wet.”
Before she can close her mouth from speaking his wet fingers slip between her lips, and press into her mouth. Her lips close around them muffling a surprised sound. It takes him only a second to aim between her legs and he thrusts forward, his hard cock slamming into her in one fluid motion. Her small cry is muffled, trapped in her mouth vibrating against his fingers. She arches her hips back toward him, but doesn’t move against him as he slams into her again and again. The Captain is reckless, taking what he wants with full abandon.
Rukia closes her eyes and focuses on him. She can hear his breath, feel his pulse. His excitement and pleasure are so evident to her. She lets out small noises, partially to drive him on, partially because she enjoys this too. He is driving into her so fast, and so hard. The man won’t last much longer at all. She feels him getting close, and bites down against his fingers in her mouth and pushes against the wall in an effort to get away from him.
She is met with immediate response. A strong hand goes back to her hair, jerking her head backwards as his fingers leave her mouth and circle her neck instead. He drives against her harder, fucking her against the wall, as her large breasts crush against the wood. She gasps for air as she feels him climax, driving hard and deep, pumping his seed inside her. As he finishes he lets go of her neck, and loosens the grip in her hair. He keeps her pinned to the wall for a long moment as he catches his own breath and slowly withdraws from her trembling wetness.
He steps away from her finally, and pulls his pants up. Rukia stays as he left her, until she feels him press up against her again. He pulls a curl away from her exposed cheek and places an almost tender kiss there, as his other hand slips a small rolled up piece of paper into her hand. “Pleasure doing business with you, Red.” He whispers into her ear before pulling away and leaving the room as quietly as he had entered.
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