?Karmic ending?

? 8 ?

But he helped me.

For some pussy. It ain't the first time a guy would do something for the sweet cookie. Remember that crazy rando.

But I can tell he isn't all bad. I mean he didn't put his hands on her even though she scratched him up like that.

Girl were you in the room?

I sat on the couch before my sub conscious attacked me again.

What if they fucked on here?.

I technically shot up from the couch on my feet, brushing my hair behind my ear before I looked at him to see he was giving me a crazed look.

The blunt in between his lips, the black lighter inches away from his face before he asked.

"What is it?"

"Um can I get some blankets so I can sleep on the floor?" I asked he lit tip up the cancerous stick.

"You can always sleep with me you know" he said motioning his head up the spiral stairs.

Bitch you better decline.

"Sure why not but don't complain when your nose bleeds" I sassed walking with my head held high past him up the stairs.

He tilted his head back letting out a hearty laugh before shaking his head, hallowing his cheeks and inhaling the smoke.

He started walking up the steps and I turned my head just for a moment to see him staring at my buns with a smirk.

I brushed my hair aside with a triumphant grin before jogging the rest of the stairs up to the top.

"Which room is yo-

I felt him brace up on me from behind, the scent of the nicotine wrapped cannabis inches away from my face as he leaned in blowing the smoke near my ear.

I could feel his brick gradually rubbing between my ass cheeks almost making me choke.

Is he shamelessly showing me that I made him hard?.

I felt my lungs squeeze because of the lack of air and it's almost like he could sense it because he pulled away right at that moment.

He stopped right at the door way and gave me a once over look.

Okay weirdo....

Slowly I walked up to him and through the door all while sensing his gaze on me.

My eyes surveyed the dimly lit red room.
Provocative paintings, decorated parts of his wall but one had stood out of the rest of them.

This one depicted a lot of pain?.

I wasn't sure but it looked like a man or a woman screaming with disoriented objects floating around.

Other than that this room screamed sex. He even had a poster with busty white girls flaunting their artificial buns.

The door that closed dragged me out of my thoughts.

"Go on lay down" he instructed getting closer in my face to the point where his breath fanned my cheek.

Usually I hate people all up on me cause I'on know what they do for a living or if they have a disease to be brushing up all on me like that.

His eyes shamelessly went from my eyes to my breasts.

Are we forgetting he just kicked his girl to the curb after she sucked his dick....or are we entertaining this right now...?.

I fisted his shirt in a grip before dragging him forward and whispered in his ear.

"You really thought you ate"

I pulled back and watched his eyes widen for a moment but then he covered his shock with a smirk.

"No dick can run me I run dick now" I said in a sing song voice while stepping backwards.

He chuckled and shook his head before turning on heel and headed to the door.

That's right walk on out.

With a satisfied smirk I turned my back a tossed my bag on the bed.

A sudden gasp left my throat once my face planted into the softness of the bed.

His body pressed up against me pushing me further into the sheets.

"Get up offa me Arthur" I flailed my hands wildly but his snaked around my neck adding minimal pressure.

I fought to keep my head up.

"They are a million other girls like you that would beg to be in my room and on my dick so stop thinking so highly of yourself" he chuckled his cold nose brushing against my ear.

"They'll never be another Bryony" I breathed heavily.

He chuckled once again "Keep telling yourself that"

I tried removing his hold around my neck but he only tightened it.

The pressure sent a very dangerous signal to my brain when I felt an ache between my legs.

"Now listen. I'm going to let you have this bed tonight and I'll sleep in another room like the kind gentlemen I am but don't think for one minute I'm doing this for you because I'm not" his voice a low baritone.

"You understand?" He asked.

"Just get up ...already" my voice managed to squeeze out but his grip got even tighter blocking off my air way.

"You understand?" He repeated.

"Ye-yeah" I choked out and he immediately let me go.

I wheezed once I started breathing again.

I turned to him with a glare and he grinned,eyes glued to my ass.

"That's sexual harassment"

"Oh but I bet that wet spot in between your begs to differ" he shot back.

I jumped and parted my legs looking down and with a scowl I glared at him.

"Fuck you"

"Yeah I know you can't wait" he teased. I glanced to the side to see his blunt in the ash tray on the night stand.

Giving me one last amused look he started to walk away.

"Walk bitch"

He stopped right at the door and turned to look at me.

"What was that?"

"I best not see any mark on my neck tommora or it's your ass Arthur I mean that shit" I threatened.

"I'll be right next door Bryony. Good night"