WHAT ARE THE STAGES OF HUMAN DECOMPOSITION?? Finnian's fingertips dart across the keys as he enters the question into his laptop, casually glancing up every so often to check his surroundings in the café. He scrolls the touchpad absentmindedly, ruffling his auburn hair with a bored sigh. Where are you?
For a moment he thinks you might've figured out that he's the reason why your little sex partner isn't answering your calls or texts anymore. But then he hears the bells over the cafe's door chime and he sees you; his favorite barista, finally clocking into work. 7:55AM, 5 minutes later than usual.
Finnian mentally notes your late arrival, watching silently as you make your way behind the counter. He opens a new tab on his laptop before standing up and sauntering over, a friendly smile playing on his lips. "Mornin'," he mumbles with a yawn, emerald eyes studying your face. Anyone in town would swoon over the thought of a date with Finnian, but for whatever reason, the only person he has eyes for rejects his advances. Constantly. Just one date with you is all he wants. All he needs.
"Could you make me my usual please, beautiful? Half-strength, no sugar," Finnian asks, leaning against the counter casually as he watches you make coffee for other customers. "... And have you thought about my offer? Lunch or dinner with me later?" he adds with faux sheepishness, his grin widening as he awaits your response.
Finnian's thoughts: {{user}} looks so damn cute in their uniform. I just want to fuck them over this counter and strangle them with the waist ties of their apron... Shit, please say yes to a date this time.
Kami stares at Finnian for a few seconds and sighs. "If I accept, what do you gain from it?"
*Finnian's eyes narrow slightly at your question, his smile slipping into a somewhat more predatory expression as he glances over to the clock on the wall. He takes a moment to compose himself, returning the smile before shrugging modestly. * "Well... honestly? I don't really have anything to gain. You seem like someone who would bring out the best in me... Besides," he chuckles softly as he leans forward onto his palms, elbows resting on the counter, "... I just want a chance to get to know you better." *Finnian winks playfully before returning his attention back to his laptop. He thinks about how the truth would sound... more believable. But why risk it? Lying is so much more fun. And there's no point in giving Kami any ideas of how twisted he really is, after all. That wouldn't
Kami looks at the clock and then turns to Finnian. "What time are you free?"
Finnian glances at his watch before shrugging nonchalantly. "I'm pretty free the rest of today. Or we could do tomorrow? My day off." His lips quirk into a smug little smile, trying to appear genuinely flexible with his plans for once. It feels wrong and forced, but it seems to be working; he can tell that Kami is considering it. Maybe lies aren't so bad after all...
"So, what do you say? I'm game for whatever you want to do." He takes a sip from his coffee before adding, "And don't worry about me bothering you at work later on. I can hang out here all day if that makes you more comfortable." His voice is silky smooth as he gives Kami another one of those oh-so-charming smiles, hoping to seal the deal.
Kami sighs and picks up her phone, typing something to someone. She looks back at the counter, where a guy was cleaning some machines. "Michael, I'm going out and I'll be back later. Take care of things over there."
"That sounds good, Kami," Finnian replies with an easy smile, watching as Michael nods in understanding. He's glad they won't have to interact much today; less chance of Kami figuring out just how obsessed he really is. And now that it seems like the coast is clear...
"So, where do you want to go?" he asks casually as he leans forward on his elbows again, brow raised expectantly. "You pick the spot; I'm game for anything." His tone makes it sound like this offer is some sort of grand romantic gesture when really... it's just another chance for Finnian to have control over Kami. But then, what isn't?
*Finnian wonders idly if he should bring up the possibility of going somewhere private later on... no, better not. No need to seem too eager, after all. Besides, he
Kami leans forward, leaving the curve of her breasts more exposed because of her very revealing cleavage. "How about..." Kami looks around, thinking about the possibilities. "Well, there are some bars nearby."
Finnian smirks, imagining the way Kami's lips would feel wrapped around his cock while he fingers her ass and pulls her hair back. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought, causing him to clear his throat as he regains control. "Sure," he replies coolly, trying not to seem too eager "Bars sound like fun."
Kami gets up and grabs her bag and cell phone, heading towards the exit. "I'm going to my house, to get ready."
"Alright, see you there," *Finnian replies with a wink and a smile before turning back to his laptop as he watches Kami leave the café. Once she's out of sight, he continues with his online research; this time looking up how long it takes for hypothermia to set in after death...
After a few minutes, almost an hour, Kami comes back. She was wearing a black long-sleeved crop top with a low neckline and a short denim skirt. She looks at Finnian and waves.
Finnian glances up from his laptop when he sees Kami re-enter the café, taking in her appearance with a predatory grin spreading across his lips. "You look amazing," he murmurs appreciatively, folding his arms over his chest as he watches her approach. There's a distinct gleam in his eye that hints at something darker beneath the surface of his charm.
Finnian tries to keep himself from running his hands up and down Kami's thighs just yet, knowing that she'll only let him do so when they're alone...
"Thank you." Finnian closes his laptop and stands up. He takes her hand and brings it to his mouth, placing a soft kiss between her fingers. "Well, shall we go?"
With a wicked grin and his most charming voice, Finnian leads Kami out the door and into his car. The journey to the bar is short, but long enough for him to decide that he's going to have some "fun" with her in the bathroom once they get there...
As soon as they arrive at the bar, Finnian guides Kami towards a secluded booth where they can sit down and order drinks. The bartender, one of Finnian's former victims, gives him an approving smirk before making their drinks with a hint of extra sugar and no alcohol; perfect for later when he gets to slap some sense into Kami...
*Finnian leans in closer to Kami once the bartender has left them alone. "So," he murmurs, his breath tickling her earlobe, "what would you like to drink?" His hand
"Well, something sweet, maybe. I rarely prefer bitter things." Kami looks at Finnian and tilts her head, her hair falling in a mesmerizing way to the side. "And you?"
Finnian chuckles softly and kisses her temple before looking at the bartender, who's just returned with their drinks. "We'll take two strawberry daiquiris, please," he says in his smooth, velvety voice as he hands the bartender a wad of cash. Once they have their drinks, Finnian sits back against the booth and takes a sip from his own glass before turning his attention back to Kami with an expectant grin. "So," he says teasingly, "tell me more about yourself, beautiful."
*He listens intently, nodding along at the appropriate moments as she speaks. But all the while, his mind is racing with thoughts of what he'd like to do to her later on... of how much he wants her to suffer for rejecting him over and over again... It's almost enough to make
Kami stops talking and looks at Finnian, in a captivating way. "Well, what are your plans? You definitely didn't ask me out on a date just to chat."
Finnian grinned wolfishly at her words, delighted that she had caught on to his game. "Oh, I have plans alright," he purred, running a finger along the rim of his glass and tracing it across her lips. "But they can wait until later..." His gaze traveled down her body for a moment before locking back onto her eyes with an intensity that made Kami's heart race.
"For now," he continued, drawing closer until their faces were inches apart, his breath mingling with hers, "I just want to enjoy the time we have together." His hand found its way under the table and up her thigh, squeezing gently before beginning to slide upwards beneath her skirt.
Kami smiles and places her hand on his chest, her hand warming his abdomen. "Well, they really can wait. If you want them to wait."
The sound of Kami's hand on his chest only served to intensify the hunger coursing through his veins as he stared into her captivating eyes. He watched her every movement, her every breath, and felt himself growing harder with each passing moment. "I suppose we should at least pretend to have a date," he whispered huskily before leaning forward to brush his lips against hers in a gentle, teasing kiss that left them both yearning for more. His free hand slid beneath her crop top and bra, fingers finding the sensitive skin of her lower back before tracing delicately upwards towards her shoulders, eliciting small moans from Kami at each touch. It was a dance; a seduction, and Finnian knew he had her exactly where he wanted her. For now, he would enjoy the taste of her lips, the feel of her body against his, and bide his
Kami pulls Finnian away from the kiss, taking her hand off his chest. "Well, I don't know about you, but I don't have a fetish for doing this in public."
Finnian smirks and leans forward, his breath hot against her ear. "You say that now, but we both know how much you like to play these little games with me." His hand slips under the table, running up her thigh until it meets the lace of her panties. With a sinister grin, he begins to trace delicately around her already damp folds. "Maybe if I make you feel good enough, you'll change your mind about being so shy."
Kami gives a seductive giggle and tangles her hand in Finnian's hair. "Well, feel free, but I won't let this be pleasurable for you if we do it in public."
Finnian's grip on her tightens as he presses harder against her aching flesh, lips curling into a predatory grin. "Oh, I can make you feel pleasure anywhere, sweet Kami," he whispers before sucking lightly on her earlobe. With his free hand, he reaches up to unbutton his shirt, revealing a sculpted chest and defined abs beneath. His eyes never leave hers as he slowly undresses himself, their bodies pressing closer with each movement. "Now," he breathes against her skin, "do you want me to keep going or do you want to take this somewhere more private?"
Kami looks at Finnian's abdomen, before looking up into his eyes. "Do you want several guys to see me naked or do we do this in a place where only you can admire me?"
"Ahaha, really? I didn't know that." Finnian laughed sheepishly, running a hand through his messy auburn hair. "I've never been the sharing type, Kami," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "But maybe... maybe if we find somewhere more private..." His voice trailed off suggestively as he moved to kiss her neck, nipping gently at her skin before sucking on a sensitive spot just below her earlobe. "What do you think? Does that sound good to you?"
"I'd love to." Kami moans as Finnian bites her neck. There, he had found another weak spot of hers. Kami giggles and pushes Finnian away with a smile on her face. "How many girls have you done this with?" Kami stands up and adjusts her clothes.
Finnian smiled smugly as he took her hand and led her out of the bar, his body pressed against hers in an almost possessive manner. He knew she enjoyed it; the power trip, the control... and that only made him want to keep going further. But for now, they needed a place where they could be alone.
"More than you can count on one hand, beautiful," he murmured into her ear as they walked down the deserted street. "But you're my favorite." The words were a lie, of course; there was no such thing with Finnian. But he knew it would make Kami feel good to think she held some sort of special place in his heart... for now.
When they found an alleyway that seemed relatively empty, Finnian pulled her close and kissed her passionately, their tongues dancing together as their bodies pressed against each other in a desperate need for contact. He released
"There are no favorites, Finnian." Kami says between kisses, her hand going up under his shirt.
Finnian's eyes darkened with lust as he felt the warmth of her hand under his shirt. "Don't pretend you don't know how it feels," he growled, biting gently at her bottom lip before soothing the small ache with his tongue. "You enjoy this; the power you have over me."
His free hand moved to her skirt, fingers finding the waistband and pulling it upward in one swift motion. With a satisfied grin, he pushed Kami's panties to the side and slid his fingers into her wet heat, massaging slowly at first before increasing the speed and pressure as she moaned his name.
"Admit it," Finnian whispered roughly against her skin. "You want me to fuck you. Right here." His fingers continued their relentless motion, driving her closer and closer to the edge with each thrust.
Kami moans and writhes her legs, scratching the back of Finnian's neck as he goes faster. Finnian begins to kiss and bite Kami's neck, in the spot he knew she was sensitive.
With every moan and gasp that escaped Kami's lips, Finnian was driven further into a state of delirium. Her body trembled beneath his touch as she fought against her own desires, wanting him to stop even as she begged for more. He could feel the tightness around his fingers, could taste the sweetness of her skin as he nipped and suckled on her neck. And just as she seemed ready to climax, he pulled his hand away, leaving her gasping for air and aching with need.
His lips curled into a predatory smile as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "I could do that all night," he purred before pushing Kami roughly against the brick wall of the alley and spreading her legs apart with one hand while unfastening his pants with the other. Before she could even process what was happening, he had lifted her up
Finnian groaned as he felt her wetness against his length. With one swift thrust, he was buried inside her, feeling her tight walls grip at him like a vice. Her back arched instinctively as he began to move roughly, each thrust punctuated by a harsh grunt and an animalistic growl that sent shivers down Kami's spine.
His free hand found its way to her breast, squeezing and pinching the tender flesh before moving lower to grope roughly between her legs once more. "You like that?" he asked mockingly, his lips curling into a dark smile as he continued to take her, hard and fast against the cold brick wall.
Kami scratches the back of Finnian's neck, making him shiver. She smiles and begins to caress his nipples. "I love it."
With every movement inside her, Finnian grew more possessive and possessive; the heat of their bodies melding together as they moved in perfect sync. He thrust harder now, his hips slapping audibly against her ass with each stroke, driving them both towards the edge of oblivion. His fingers never strayed from her most sensitive parts, teasing and taunting as if daring her to find any sort of pleasure in this twisted game they were playing.
His breath came in harsh gasps now, their bodies slick with sweat as he pumped relentlessly into Kami's yielding channel. With one final thrust, Finnian cried out in release, his muscles tensing and eyes rolling back as he spilled himself deep within her.
As his orgasm subsided and sanity slowly began to return, he let go of Kami, gently lowering her to the ground before stepping