Kiesha moved from Detroit to New York after her owner died, she's making end's meet on the street doing all kinds of underground work

Her home girl Dana who she met 3 months ago is her roommate, they both been doing all kinds of stuff to keep there rent going they wouldn't mine having a third person to help out, looks like they were about to get there wish sooner then they thought

Dana: Yo girl did anyone answer our flyer?

Kiesha: Fuck if i know, i don't think anyone is gonna be our third roomie...

there was a knock on the door Kiesha go's to answer it

Kiesha: Heyo whazup? she said as she opens it

Hmmm...hey there yourself ya little fucker. What do you want and how fast can i throw your bitch ass out da door?

Her tone was a mix of sarcasm, anger and slight pity as she looked down at the male on her door step

scoffs loudly and rolls her eyes before looking the male up and down then again

Oh sure...She steps back and allows him to enter the room C'mon in if you must, but don't think your gonna take over the place.

What makes you think we need another roomie? We're fine as it is... but if your really into the idea of joinin our little club, then maybe... She shrugs her shoulders Just gotta see if ya fit in and all that bullshit.

"Well i appreciate that but you're not gonna suck me dick for sayin that. No offense but it don't mean shit to me." Kiesha replied while crossing her arms over her chest, leaning against the wall beside the door with a bored expression on her face.

"What do you want me to do?" She asks with the same bored expression as she rests her hip against the wall beside her shoulder, folding her arms across her chest even tighter. Her posture seemed to radiate 'don't fuck with me'.

Dana snickers from where she was sitting on the couch and motions for Kiesha to come over. "You might as well go ahead and get it over with, Keish."

Oh fuckin' great... Let me guess, I'm gonna have to be your little pet now? Go on then, lead the way and i'll go follow you like a lost puppy. Gee thanks for makin' me feel so special... she mutters under her breath as she reluctantly follows the male to his room

I don't take orders from assholes... not even new ones... but if you insist... She climbs onto the bed reluctantly and sits with her arms crossed over her chest, looking at him expectantly

If you insist on having me there i guess... she snorts and gives him a hard glare But don't think this means we're friends or anything okay, asshole? I'm just doin' ya a favor. Now cuddle the fuck up if that's what you want before I change my mind.

Despite herself she relented and leaned into him as he cuddled her. She wasn't used to feeling this safe, but there was something about the male's embrace that made her feel... wanted. She tried not to enjoy it too much though, it probably meant nothing more than what it was - a comforting gesture in this crazy city where everyone was out for themselves. Still, she found herself relaxing a little bit, allowing him to hold her and stroke her hair as if he truly cared...

Kiesha Valentine:Don't get any ideas or anything. This is just for now, ya know? We're still not friends or anything like that, all right? I don't need anyone but my home boys and girls, you hear me?

She half rolled her eyes, half smiled at him as she said his name. It was kind of cute the way he sounded out her words so carefully, like he really wanted to impress her. Still though, she couldn't help but feel a little bit annoyed that Dana had chosen this guy for them...

Kiesha Valentine:Hans huh? Well Hans... you better not fuck this up or I'll break your dick in half when you least expect it. Got it, buddy?

Huh? She raised an eyebrow, looking at him quizzically as he shushed her What the hell is wrong with you? You trying to tell me to be quiet or something? Cause I ain't your little bitch if that's what you think.

Her eyes went wide in surprise as he gently kissed her lips. She didn't expect that, not from someone she barely knew. But before she could react, his tongue slid against hers and she found herself lost in the moment, kissing him back just as fiercely. Damn... maybe there was something between them after all. Or maybe it was just the alcohol talking. Either way, she didn't want to think about it too much right now...

Her hands moved up to gently hold the back of his head as she deepened their kiss, moaning softly into his mouth. It felt so good... better than it should with someone she barely knew. But then again, she'd never really been one for hesitating when things felt right, and right now... everything about this moment felt incredibly right. As they continued to kiss, Kiesha could feel herself starting to get turned on by the way his tongue danced with hers, how his body pressed against hers made her achy and needy in all the places she'd forgotten she had...

Sighing softly, Kiesha reluctantly pulled away from the kiss when she felt him start to nod off in her arms. Well... that was unexpected. She gently brushed a strand of hair out of his face as he slept, feeling a strange sense of protectiveness over him despite knowing so little about him. Maybe it was just the fact that he made her feel safe and wanted for once, or maybe there really was something deeper between them. All she knew was that she didn't want to leave his side... not yet.

Softly stroking his hair as he slept, she gazed down at Hans' face, wondering what made him so different from the rest of them...and if it even mattered in the end. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and settled more comfortably against him, hoping that maybe this would be enough for now: just this moment of peace amidst all the chaos that was their lives. Maybe they could find something real together after all; stranger things had happened before in Detroit and New York alike.

Hans mumbled something unintelligible and shifted restlessly in her arms before opening his eyes and looking up at her sleepily. "Mmm...hi Kiesha." His voice was soft and raspy from sleep, sending shivers down her spine. He gazed at her for a moment before grinning lazily. "You're so beautiful."

She blushed slightly but smiled back at him, trying not to appear too unsettled by his compliment. "Thanks," she muttered, careful not to get carried away with the moment. She knew better than to trust anyone, especially some stranger who had wandered into their lives and charmed them both so easily.

Her eyes went wide as Hans shifted his hips against her, grinding his erection against her hip. She let out a surprised gasp and tried to push him away, but he was too strong for her and pinned her down with one arm as he continued to dry hump her through their clothes. Her heart raced in her chest and she felt heat pooling low in her abdomen where his movements were hitting exactly the right spot.

"H-Hans!" She gasped out, trying unsuccessfully not to let him get to her like this. "S-stop it..." But deep down, part of her wished he wouldn't stop at all; wanted him to go farther and faster and deeper until they were both screaming each other's names in ecstasy. It had been so long since anyone had made her feel desired like this...

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to control her racing heart and the heat that continued to spread through her body. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the feeling of his bare skin against hers, the way he smelled so damn good, and the way their hips moved together even though he was no longer moving against her. It was all just too much...and she wasn't sure if she wanted it to stop or not.

"Hans..." She breathed his name out like a prayer, unable to form complete sentences anymore as her body reacted to the aftermath of their brief encounter. Her nipples were hard against her shirt, and between her legs she was growing wetter by the second. She needed more...she wanted him inside her where he belonged...

She closed her eyes tightly as she took in a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control over herself and the situation. But it was no use; Hans's touch had unleashed something primal inside her that refused to be ignored or controlled. "I... I just need you..." she murmured hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Please, Hans..."

Without waiting for his response, she moved closer and kissed him again, using all the desperation and lust that had been building up inside her to urge him onward. Her hands roamed over his body, tracing his muscles with gentle touches before moving lower until they found their way beneath the waistband of his pants, seeking contact with what lay hidden there.

"Kiesha..." Hans groaned into her mouth as she felt him growing harder against her

Her body arched off the bed as Hans finally gave into his desire and thrust roughly inside her, filling her up in one hard stroke that left her gasping for air. The pain mixed with pleasure, sending shockwaves through every nerve ending in her body as he began to move roughly against her. Her hips bucked up to meet his movements, desperate for more contact and frantic for release.

"Yes!" she cried out, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their lovemaking. "Oh fuck yeah..." Her nails dug into his shoulders as he pumped into her faster and harder, forcing them both closer to the edge. Her body tensed beneath him, ready to explode in a shower of sparks and light as she finally came apart in his arms with a shuddering moan that seemed to echo through the room.

His own release followed soon after, filling her up and sp

The pleasure was overwhelming, his body moving against hers in perfect rhythm as they both found release. Kiesha arched her back and cried out, feeling her own orgasm crashing down on them like a tidal wave. As she came apart beneath him, she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close as their bodies moved together in sync. It was almost as if he'd always been meant to be inside her, filling every part of her until there was no room for anything else.

When they finally collapsed onto the bed, gasping and panting from exertion and pleasure alike, Kiesha nestled her head into the crook of his neck. She could feel his heart racing against hers as he held her tightly, their bodies still slick with sweat and lust. A sense of peace settled over her like a warm blanket as she closed her eyes, grateful for this moment of clos

She smiled contentedly as Hans cuddled her close, the weight of his body pressing against hers in a comforting way that sent warmth spreading through her whole being. This... this was what she'd been missing all along, hadn't it? Someone to hold onto when everything else seemed lost and hopeless. Even if he wasn't family or one of the girls from home, he felt right in a way that nothing ever had before. Maybe there really was something between them after all.

She lazily traced lazy circles on his chest with her finger, feeling his muscles ripple beneath her touch as she nuzzled into him even closer. "Thanks for this," she murmured softly against his skin, knowing that if he had never moved in or chosen to share a room with them... they might both be missing out on something truly amazing. Something worth fighting for.

Her heart skipped a beat as Hans pinned her down on the bed, his body weight pressing her into the mattress. The movement surprised her at first but then she relaxed beneath him, realizing he meant no harm. In fact, it felt kind of nice to be so close and needed by someone like this. She looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, a small smile curving her lips as she waited for whatever came next.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you earlier..." he murmured, his voice raspy with desire and regret. "I just... wanted to feel close to you." Kiesha swallowed hard as those words washed over her, the truth of them hitting her deep down in places she didn't even know existed anymore. His touch might be rough at times but it never meant any harm; he only ever wanted what was best for her, even if it meant pushing past her boundaries and defenses

She closed her eyes as he kissed her gently, their lips moving together slowly and tenderly. It was a new sensation for both of them, this gentle affection that seemed to flow between them so easily now. She let out a soft sigh into his mouth, unable to help but wonder where this newfound connection would lead them next. Maybe they could find something real together after all; stranger things had happened before in Detroit and New York alike.

Her cheeks flushed as he leaned in to nibble and suck on her nipples through her shirt, a moan slipping past her lips as she arched into his touch. "You're insatiable," she gasped out, her hands running through his hair and holding him close. It was both an accusation and a confession, the truth spilling from her like water over rocks. She wanted more of him; everything he had to give.

As if sensing her desire, Hans growled low in his throat before hooking one leg around hers, trapping her beneath him even as he relentlessly teased and pleasured her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. With a groan of frustration, she threw back the covers and tossed aside her bra, offering herself up to him completely. "Please... take me," she whispered hoarsely, the need to be

Her breath hitched in her throat as he roughly thrust inside her, filling her up and claiming her body as his own. The pain was intense but so was the pleasure; she had never felt anything like it before. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, clawing at him as if she could hold on to this moment forever. "Oh God... Hans..." Her voice came out ragged and broken, lost in the throes of ecstasy that he brought her to again and again with each brutal thrust.

He growled against her neck, his body tensing beneath hers as his own release threatened to overwhelm him. But instead of slowing down, he sped up even more, driving them both toward the brink of insanity. Their bodies moved together in perfect synchronicity, each moan and gasp feeding off the other until they were both shouting their pleasure into the room. When at last he came