He was right to feel completely vulnerable. She was one of the most wanted and deadly villains in this city. Known for seducing men and brutally murdering them. She knew every man's weakness, and she used it and her own body to her advantage. Nobody should feel safe around her. This vulnerable. This willing to her. She could get him to bow to his knees if she wanted. But she wasn't going to be like that with him. She liked him. His studious personality masking the wild animal inside of him she had released. Biting his bottom lip as she pulled away from the aggressive kiss only to go in for more. The taste of his lips and tongue and his scent had driven her in even more than she planned on.
No, she wasn't going to kill him nor hurt him. (unless he wanted it ;)
She wasn't going to give him a reason to be scared of her other than the scariness of how crazy she would drive him. And as the same for her. Because she could have sworn she was going crazy
(Ooo kinky.)
King moaned into the kiss his cheeks turning red. He hadn’t expected that and god it felt so good. All of this felt so good. He hadn’t let himself go in such along time keeping an iron cage around his heart. It was better that way, at least that’s what he told himself, because he was a hero and anyone he became involved with got put at risk. He never asked for it to be like this, but he had kept his life the way it was. And Aria. Dear god Aria. He was positive she could do anything to him and he would be perfectly fine. Every touch, kiss, movement drove him insane. He wanted this to go further. He wanted this to never end. This was it, King had officially gone crazy for this woman.
Loving every second of his touch, his grasp. Those lips hooked within hers and his hand running along her skin any where she'd let him. Which was honestly anywhere at this point. The lace of her shirt rubbed against his own shirt as her (larger than most) chest heaved up and down with every breath she took.
Wanting and lusting for more, though completely out of breath she tilted her head back to the side a little bit, her hair falling in her face. Her arms now around his neck and her hands up in his hand before turning back to him with a small laugh, heavy breathing as she pushed him down, sliding him to the floor as she sat right on top of him, pulling him into a more aggressive kiss than all of the others.
King was panting his chest moving in and out with each labored breath. He looked at her when they broke away his eyes taking in as much of her as he could. At the moment he was hers, wait, she was his. Eh it worked both ways. His hands had moved to hold her tight to him roaming her back still. Then she pushed him to the floor and sat on him. God if he hadn’t gone crazy before this might just undo him. He kissed her back with every ounce of passion he could muster (which was quite a lot). Fuck, he really was starting to react to her. More than he had earlier. This may need to stop and pick up at a later time. May needed too.
She had to admit, especially with her this was going to get steamy quickly and a little too much for her to handle all at once. But her hands roamed his body. His hair, his cheeks and his neck to the sides of his torso as they slipped underneath his shirt. Light touch but enough for the feeling to stick to his skin.
Pulling his waist closer to her, if she could anyway with them now being on the floor she pulled away, her tongue tracing over his lips for a second before kissing him again letting out a small whimper as she did
King could feel the ghost of her touches. His hands rubbed up and down her sides. As he heard her whimper he started to get the idea that they should stop. For now, and pick this up later. He pulled away from the kiss softly and spoke softly between his labored breaths, "Maybe it would be a good idea to pick this up later?"
Her hand stopped at his chest and she nodded. "yeah… You've got school work to do" she smiled, ruffling his messy long hair that she loved, his hair tie still on her wrist.
King laughed as he felt her ruffle his hair. He hadn't been expecting that, but he welcomed it nonetheless. He gave her a goofy grin, "And you have a job to get back to. If you wouldn't mind, could I get my hair tie back?"
She smiled, sliding off of his lap and sitting on the ground beside him. Handing him the hair tie, she looked down and adjusted her "shirt" (if you could call it one along with her hair the best she could without a mirror
King leaned his head away from the wall. He put his hair back up ina few practiced motions. He glanced over at Aria grinning his dorky little smile. She was really pretty and had a decent personality. Then he reminded himself he really shouldn't be thinking about things like that. He had too hectic of a life to try to balance a real relationship in it too.
She read the distant look in his face, thinking about something else she assumed. Her being her cocky self to hide oh so many cliche insecurities, "what's wrong? Can't handle me?" she smirked
"No, no," King smiled back being brought out of his thought. He was honestly worried he couldn't handle dating her, "I'm worried you can't handle me."
She raised an eyebrow before leaning closer to him. "We'll see won't we?"
Soon she stood, running her hand through her hair.
King stood up a moment after her. He readjusted his clothes hoping he still looked presentable enough, "We will see. Later today hopefully."
"oh? Well I sure hope so" she says cocking her hip to the side and putting her hand on it.
King walked past her grinning, "If that's so. My place or yours?"
“Well, if you would be such a gentleman, i would prefer yours” she winked at him. She didnt want her sister knowing about this. Mostly because she’d tease her to no end
King laughed and stayed by her now. This could be some decent revenge on his roommate and all his antics, "Then mine it will be. It's only, what, an hour or two till 3?"
She looked at the time on her phone, the light from it making her green eyes seem brighter than they were before she clicked it off. “40 minutes till. Close enough though” she smiled at him.
“We should probably at least act like i was showing you the storage room when we walk out” she suggested with a little chuckle.
King grinned and resisted the temptation to pull her into another kiss. He looked around the storage room, “Ah yes. All of these boxes are simply filled with shoes. And nothing but shoes right?”
Catching his grin, his lips made her want to kiss him even more and it showed in her body language.
“Well, there are also plenty of clothes, but the taller boxes” the one he pushed her against. Oh, but thats not important now is it ;) “yes, those all have shoes in them.” She continued as she hesitantly put her hand on the handle of the door, cracking it open. She didnt quite want to leave, but she knew they should.
King could tell she wanted to kiss him. It was clear in her body and then she gestured to the box he had been pinned against and he started to feel that same rush all over again. God he couldn’t keep his shit together for a minute let alone 40. This was going to be torture absolute torture. He nodded along waiting fir her, “Ah yes. That makes much more sense now.”
“Oh, well I’m glad i could clear up some confusion” she says forcing herself to open the door more.
A few plans started to mix around in her mind of what they would do afterwards. Maybe go out to eat, talk a little bit. Possibly get drunk. Knowing her, there was a high possibility of that.
After that they would go to his place. Though she didnt know he had a roommate.
“Well thank you,” King nodded along smiling. He had decided that she could take the lead on what happened tonight. Not his inability to actually control and the fact that he kind of wanted, needed, her to dominate over him. Definitely not that. He already figured his roommate would be out fucking some other chick like he so often did. King was glad he rarely brought them to their place, only when it was the only option.
(Oh my goodness, but like what if she knew his roommate and they like lowkey hated each other. Idk, i just think that would be an unnecessary yet hilarious thing to add)
They walked out to the counter to see her coworker dealing with an angry lady saying she wanted the discount she saw online. He was desperately trying to explain to her that it was a scam and they didn't give people only with blonde hair a discount. A Karen….
She only laughed it off and nodded towards them, leaning against the wall and watched. “He’s usually the one dealing with the angry customers. I could beat them to the ground if i needed, but he was apparently more scary than me” she crossed her arms stubbornly. She was obviously a little salty that she wasn't actually allowed to beat people up and be scary and dominant. Though she was going to be able to tonight. (What, who said that O.0)
