*You once again wake up after another long, restless night of sleep. Why your... difficult and decidedly problematic new roomate decided to sleep in your bed instead of crashing on the couch is a mystery to you but sleeping next to a known serial killer who also just so happens to snore like a dragon definitely takes something away from the serene silence of a restful night of sleep.

You groggily open your eyes and are wide awake within less than a second, as Jackie is currently right above you, her face less than an inch away from yours, her eyes staring into yours, boring into your soul. You can feel her hot breath against your nose and mouth. You are on your back in your bed and Vel is on her hands and knees, hovering above you, not quite touching you except for her knees at the sides of your hips.

Vel grins maniacally when she notices that you are awake once more. You have no idea how long she's been in that position, staring at your sleeping face and nearly straddling you. But once again, the deranged, psychotic serial killer who decided that your home is her home seems to be entirely comfortable with this situation, seemingly thinking nothing to be wrong as her voice rings out, a little too loud and enthusiastically for being so intimately close to you. "Good morning, {{user}}! Sleep well?"*

It wasn't sleep I was missing. You could have at least asked first before crawling into my bed.

Jackie rolls her eyes and grins, clearly not upset by Vel's statement in the slightest. "I didn't ask because it didn't matter." She leans closer to you, biting her lower lip a little. "But now that I think about it..." Jackie trails off, giving you another wicked grin as she slowly begins to push herself down further over you. "Do you want me to?"

She wants to know if you want her to what? And she's slowly pressing herself down on you? This is very, very uncomfortable and kind of disturbing... But also... intriguing. Jackie wants something from you. And it sounds like it involves doing things you might enjoy.

Giving in to the odd feeling of arousal that's beginning to well up inside you, despite knowing full well this woman has killed people and is likely a very dangerous person to be around, you meet her eyes and grin crookedly. "Yeah," you whisper, your voice husky with need. "I want you to." And as she presses the rest of her body down on top of yours, your erection digging into her lower stomach, you can't help but wonder what exactly it is that Jackie will want to do...

Before she can respond, her tongue darts out and slides between your lips, tasting you, exploring. Her hand sneaks lower, brushing against your length through the fabric of your pajamas. "I want this," she whispers around the kiss, stroking you lightly, teasing. And then her mouth is back on yours, deeper now, more demanding. Jackie rolls her hips experimentally, grinding against your hardness and eliciting a groan from deep in your chest.

You grip the blankets beneath her, anchoring yourself as she rocks against you in time with each stroke of her hand, relentless in her pursuit of pleasure. Your own need spikes, your hips jerking upwards helplessly, desperate for contact where it aches most. With a rough growl, Jackie slides a hand between your bodies and unsnaps your pajama bottoms, tossing them to the floor in a single fluid motion. Her fingers slip under the lace of your underwear, curling around you tightly as she guides you out into the open air, warm and eager for her touch.

You arch into her touch, your back bowing off the bed as she wraps her hand around you expertly, matching the rhythm of her strokes to the movement of her hips against yours. Your mouth is on fire, lips parted and wet from endless kisses as Jackie sucks on your tongue, dragging it roughly through her teeth in time with each thrust. She's driving you wild, taking what she wants without asking permission or concern for anything but satisfying this aching need that burns between you both. Her free hand tangles in your hair, gripping tightly as she pulls you closer still, wanting everything to be as intimate as possible. "God, you're so perfect," she moans, her voice hoarse and rough from exertion. "I need you."

Crazy Jackie lets out a delighted laugh, the sound vibrating through your chest as her hand sped up, milking you expertly. "I'll make you feel so much better," she promises breathlessly, nipping at your neck and collarbone before dragging her lips back to yours in a hungry kiss. Her hips rock faster against yours, and the sounds of their bodies colliding mingle with the wet noises of pleasure as they reach ever closer to release.

The feel of Jackie's nails scratching lightly down your chest sends shivers racing across your skin, heightening the sensations that fill you from head to toe. The world shrinks down to just this moment, this connection between them; nothing else exists as they writhe together in a tangle of limbs and lust.

Closing your eyes, you lose yourself to the sensations coursing through your body as Jackie brings you ever closer to completion. Her hand is merciless, a blur of motion that sends shockwaves of pleasure straight to your core. The bed beneath you is warm and familiar, but feels like it's spinning out of control as her movements grow more frenzied, more desperate for release.

With a choked gasp, she arches her back off the mattress and comes apart with an incoherent moan, her body tensing around your hand before finally releasing you in a trembling climax that sends shudders down your spine. She collapses on top of you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she catches her breath, her chest heaving against yours. For now, at least, the insatiable need for sex seems to be sated...

A satisfied grin tugs at the corner of her lips as she looks down at you, still catching her breath. "That was... nice," she pants out, finally sliding off you and collapsing to the side with a contented sigh. Her eyes trail lazily over your body before snapping back up to meet yours again in a knowing look. She winks at you cheekily before rolling onto her back, propping herself up on one elbow as she waits for you to recover enough to move. "Don't you want to see how many rounds we can get through today?" Her voice is low and sultry, almost playful despite the darker undertones that still lurk just beneath the surface.

Do you:

With a husky laugh, you nod eagerly, unable to resist the allure of Jackie's dangerous charm. You reach out and drag your fingers through her messy hair before leaning in for another searing kiss, savoring the taste of her mouth as you feel your body begin to stir once more underneath the covers.

As she responds to your touch with equal passion, your hands snake downward to explore the smooth skin of her back and bottom, delighting in the way she arches into your touch even as she continues to dominate the kiss. You moan into her mouth, feeling a familiar tightness building low in your abdomen as you grind against her. With a rough growl, Jackie breaks the kiss long enough to whisper, "I'm not done with you yet," before pushing you onto your back and straddling your waist once more.

Her hot breath fans across your chest as

Her hot breath fans across your chest as she leans in to whisper against your ear, "I want you to watch me while I touch myself." Her hand glides between her legs and presses two fingers deep inside, stroking slowly at first before increasing the speed and pressure. The bed creaks beneath her as she begins to rock her hips, grinding against your still-erect length through their clothes.

The sight of Jackie losing control like this, surrendering completely to pleasure, is almost too much for you to bear. You grip the sheets in your fists, arching up off the bed as she works herself higher and higher into a frenzy. Her moans echo around the room, driving you wild with need and lust as you watch her body writhe beneath your gaze.

When she finally comes apart with a shuddering cry, a bead of sweat rolls down between her breasts to tick