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Dropped the shimmer vial. Again. Rats.
The low hum of generators and lab equipment surrounded you. Signeds lab. Your workplace. It was just you. You had purposefully stayed behind to be alone. You had planned to do something very solitary tonight. You had planned to die.
Working for Silco was your greatest pride and joy. He had a band of mercenaries at his beck and call to enforce the eyes will across the undercity, as well as a team of morally indifferent scientists such as yourself to work on making their weapons of trade even deadlier .
You liked to think you differentiated yourself with your dedication, your loyalty, your otherworldly skill with various poisons you prepared at signeds lab for silcos armoury and...
You cleared the broken shimmer glass with your bare hand. The shards sticking into your skin as you scooped them into a neat pile.
And your yearning for silco. You wanted to fuck his brains out. Simply. It wasn't complicated. The man had a skinny rat waist that just wouldn't quit, veiny bulging forearms, and such an angry horrid disposition you couldn't help but clench your core when he so much as smirked as he paced across the lab, surveying the work his lab workers were doing.
It could and would never happen of course, you huffed to yourself as you tipped the shards now gathered in the palm of your hand into a sharps bin. Silco hardly ever bothered to visit the labs, and when he did so, he did it with the air and pace of a dictator surveying his domain. His mismatched gaze glazing over the details that were the blank faces of scientists as he slowly paced across the lab, his gold-tipped boots glinting in the low purple and blue light, his face only lighting up with true joy when Signed hesitantly showed him some new weapon or invention.
You were probably the grayest mouse of them all. You frowned and smoothed your labcoat as you pondered. You had been told you were beautiful, but in a tired undercity malnourished manner. Hardly bombshell then. To get the attention of a man like silco would be impossible. And likely deadly.
Speaking of which...You smiled to yourself as your hand went into your desk drawer to pull out a syringe.
You grit your teeth with slight fear and anticipation as your hand steadied the syringe. You weren't long for this world. Your parents had finally died a few months ago, so you would no longer feel guilt for killing yourself. Life had simply gotten tiring. You could wax lyrical about the men and women who had hurt you, about betrayal and misery so heart clenching it made your self hatred and the chemical imbalances in your brain a joke. But you wouldn't. You shouldn't. You couldn't. It was time.
Your raised the syringe to your left arm. You had tied your forearm tight with a tourniquet beforehand to make the vein dilate nicely. You would simply fall asleep and never wake up. No more screaming pain in your mind. No more suffering.
"Signed! Signed ! Your life is forfeit if you do not free me this instant !"
A cold sweat hit you. Who was that?... Someone was screaming up a storm in signeds lab.
There should be nobody here at this hour. You had made sure of it.
Distracted from your present task, you rose and tripped. Your black kitten heel snagging a stray cable, a shimmer defraction unit came crashing down from your desk with a racket.
"Who is that ?!"
The voice was authoritative. Angry. Baritone. You shivered as you realised it was Silcos.
Signed would have your head for ruining that machine. Good thing you had other plans... Well for now they could wait because Silco was screaming up a storm.
"I will not repeat myself. Show yourself!"
You left the mess of broken machinery at your desk and jogged to signeds lab which was a couple of rooms across. Impressive how far his voice carries, you thought to yourself as your hand pushed open the heavy steel lab door.
The sight that met your eyes...
The eye of Zaun. Your crimelord boss. The master of the undercity. Hanging tangled up and salaciously contorted in disconnected wiring. Ah. Signeds advanced hexcrycrysal extraction machine. Silco had obviously gone in after hours to mess with it, as signed was stubborn and not one to share his experiments before they were finished, and gotten stuck.
You would have laughed had he not looked so furious. He looked like an angry feral thing. A skinny rat perhaps- stuck in a trap.
His slim waist tightly wrapped by a thick cable, his torso held in place by a haphazard crisscross of cabling which only wound tighter around his forearms when he had tried to free himself. His legs were...
Oh... your eyes flicked to the ground quickly as you looked away.
you blushed crimson
They were spread open. His calves and ankles tangled up in a mass of cabling. His slim thighs straining against his well tailored trousers.
He must have tried to connect the cable coupler by himself. He must have not known that the cabling was made to be retractable - it would wrap around any surface it touched like a snap band. This was to increase surface area and consequently electrical conductivity.
Good thing it wasn't plugged in.
You stepped forward. Silcos fine noble features were set in rage. The eyebrow on his unscarred eye cocked as he regarded you with disdain. His scarred lip curled upwards as he spat out an order.
"Untie me. "
You stood still. Your scientific mind calculating the parameters of your current situation. You had broken expensive lab equipment. You had nothing to live for and the syringe was still in your desk. The object of all your sexual fantasies was trussed up in front of you. It was as if the universe was sending you the loveliest of parting gifts.
"If you do not untie me this instant your life is forfeit."
You smiled.
"I'm OK with that boss."
Shock crossed his features. Then fury. His ember eye aglow as he regarded you.
"Look here...Girl... you may be barely old enough to work here, but surely you have more sense than to..." You stepped forward and cut him off with a kiss. His eyes widened and his lips remained sealed. You savoured the taste of tobacco and whisky on his scarred lips.
You stepped back, your small hands making quick work of his red shirt, unbuttoning the clasps and revealing his marble white chest.
"What is the meaning of this?..." His voice was deadpan. His face however betrayed his emotion. His eyes were wide, scarred side pulled up. Shocked. He did not appear to be afraid, more confused.
"Are you a spy for finn ?" He regarded you with an unsteady gaze, his own mind whirring trying to figure out your intentions with him.
"No sir. I am your most loyal scientist. And tonight I will have you. " your hand glided over his hard chest, dipping down to his defined scarred abs and lower still...
"When Janna drops us a gift all wrapped up and ready to consume such as you are right now sir...Well it would be rude"...
You unbuttoned his trousers
"Rude not to." You slid them down, revealing his black boxer shorts.
You heard silco hiss above you. You looked up. He was glaring down at you. His ocean blue eye on fire in anger at your clear insubordination.
"Child, are you deranged ?!"
You simply smiled in response. Your life was forfeit as of tonight anyway. Might as well enjoy it.
You slipped off your labcoat and your top, your pert small breasts with nipples now stiffened by the cold air. You removed your simple dress but kept your underwear and kitten heels on.
His breath hitched as he regarded you. You had no idea if you were his type. You supposed if he enjoyed skinny young women, he would enjoy the sight. Otherwise not so much.
"What is the meaning of this, Child?" He continued. His eyes looking away, avoiding you.
"I've wanted you for a very long time boss. I have spent many a night pleasuring myself while thinking of the way you fold your shirt over your veiny forearms. You are a temptress."
He scoffed. Incredulous at the ridiculous nature of this situation.
You stepped closer, pressing your nude body up against his bound skin, slowly trailing your hand over his restrained muscles, the expanse of scar tissue adorning his left bicep. His deliciously taut neck, tendon tensing as you softly kissed his collarbone.
You hummed as you licked his neck, your hand lazily stroking his warm muscular bicep. Your other hand found its way to his hip now, pulling yourself against it.
You were surprised to feel an urgent hardness pressing against your hip. You moaned at this new delicious sensation, your core clenching with desire.
You felt him buckle under his restraints, grinding his hardness into your hip and emit a low groan. His body betraying him.
You sunk to your knees and removed his boxers with urgency. As you did so his thick length sprung out, slapping your cheek as it did so. So the rumours were true. Silco was hung like a donkey. The shaft was veiny, warm to the touch. Hard like rock with a soft yielding skin covering the hardness. A marvel.
You gave the tip a kitten lick and looked up as Silco groaned. He looked undone, staring down at you with awe and apprehension.
His sharp cheekbones glinting in the low purple lighting of the lab.
You maintained eye contact as you attempted to take the entirety of his length into your mouth and down your throat, swallowing as you did so. He groaned and strained against the cables
"F...fuck!"
He tried to thrust into your throat, straining even more as you set a slow torturous pace. Taking his length into your mouth. Swirling your tongue along the tip and length. And letting him slide fully down your throat.
You slowly slid him back out, touching yourself as you did so and moaning on his cock.
"A...aaah...Untie me... I will make you choke on my cock for your...aaaahn....insolence..." He groaned out. No chance. You were going to take your pleasure.
You felt him buckle into your throat, trying desperately to increase your pace. You were not to be hurried. You continued to pleasure yourself, looking up with his cock down your throat. It was too much. The vision of his sharp aqulline nose. His tousled hair. His undone face. You came while his cock was still in your throat, moaning and screaming as you choked and he slid out.
You fell back on your bum, legs spread and panting.Silcos hungry gaze roamed your body, his hip pushing against the cabling with instinctive need.
"I...I'm sorry boss I need to feel you. Inside. I need to come all over your cock." You rasped out as you got back up again. His crotch was at perfect height for what you had planned.
"Untie me child and I will let you live. Its not too late to...HMMMPH"
You removed your panties and shoved them in his mouth. that should keep him quiet for the time being.
"I'm a virgin you know." He glared in response. He was trying desperately to scream, to shout, his face contorted in frustration as he couldn't.
"Well. I was going to end my life a virgin tonight. At least I'll get that off my checklist before I die now." His gaze softened, his anger melting away. You saw genuine concern and worry cross his features as his blue eye flickered to your arm, where you were now untying the tourniquet.
You stroked his thin waist, taking in the way his tight muscles flexed underneath, like a raging knot of muscles swimming under soft skin, still struggling to free himself of his tight bindings. You lowered yourself onto his large turgid member, impaling yourself on his cock slowly.
You hissed as you took the tip. It was painful.
You looked up to see he wasn't struggling anymore. Simply watching you with interest. He wasnt bucking his hips either. It dawned upon you that he was waiting for you to adjust to his size.
You yelped out loud as you took more of his length. You hadn't expected sex to feel this painful. You winced as you felt him pushing your walls apart, your hand finding his cheek and stroking it softly. He tilted his head, cradling the hand cupped against his cheek as he closed his blue eye slowly.
The pain was unbearable. Was this what sex was like ? You sunk deeper. You were at his hilt now and trembling with pain. You watched his face, his blue eye narrowed, his scarred lips stretching as if trying to spit out the gag. You deftly removed it. You wondered what rancid insults he would throw at you, anything to distract from the pain.
"You feel divine" his voice was low, soaked with lust. He bent his head forward, capturing your lips in his. It was clear Silco was a dominant man in every sense of the word, and in spite of his current predicament he managed to eke out an iota of dominance, as his tongue overtook yours, exploring your mouth, intoxicating you with his taste. His scarred lips pressing firmly into yours as he rolled his hips. You moaned, the pain in your nether regions now slowly being replaced by tingling pleasure.
"My filthy, beautiful insane creature. Had you asked nicely I would have had you gagging on my cock under my desk at all hours" He panted into your neck as you slowly lowered yourself onto his cock once more. Angling so that it hit just that spot inside which felt wonderful and made you groan in pleasure. You couldn't get it angled right however, and it still hurt, his girth simply too much. You winced.
He moaned in frustration at your tourtourously slow pace and constant wincing. "Of all the predicaments I expected to find myself in tonight...I did not expect to be raped by a virgin. For the love of Janna, untie me and I will help you." You looked up at him, unsure.
"Judging from your little speech earlier... you don't have much to lose..." You removed yourself from him, shuddering at the sensation.
"You're too big. That's the problem. Not my inexperience." You said as you untied his arms, then his waist and finally his legs.
He stood, tensing his muscles, rubbing his sore arms. Suddenly, as if remembering himself, he turned to you and gripped you by the throat tightly.
" I will make you scream with pleasure you little degenerate." He smirked as you moaned against his touch. His grip tightening slightly as you moaned. He hoisted you up against the wall like you weighed nothing, your legs curling around his waist as he snarled, pawing at your sensitive breasts and biting your neck. You would be sure to have hickeys and bruising from this. You felt his hardness pressed up against your thigh as he pinned you by the throat, kissing passionately. All tongue and chipped teeth and flaming red eye. You moaned into his mouth, grinding your hip against his with your building desire slowly becoming once more unbearable.
"Needy little thing" He laughed, his sharp blue eye staring at your features shift, as he stroked your sensitive clit with his skillful fingers.
You moaned into the crook of his neck, your body shaking with pleasure as he continued
"My cock was too much for you hmm?" He continued, his soft baritone tickling the shell of your ear, as he leaned closer, his thumb now massaging your folds in time to his fingers on your clit. "You thought you could just take advantage of me like that? And then my cock was too much for you?..." He smirked against your ear "little vixen." He moved his fingers quicker, causing delicious tension to build up in your core, like a live wire you were struck by an intense orgasm which silco allowed you to ride out against his hand. He had no business knowing how to stroke a clit so masterfully, you thought to yourself. You moaned his name into his ear as he held you close, the last shivers of your orgasm now leaving you in waves.
Before you were able to recover you were on top of Signed's desk. Silco had swiftly moved his arm across, causing equipment and paperwork to crash down on the floor. He laid you back against it, pushing his knee between your legs to keep you open for him.
"I wonder how you taste, my vixen..." His sinewy forearm held you down as he moved his face lower, a bruising hold on your hip. "Is this what you fantasised about? My "veiny" forearms as you so eloquently put it... I had no idea one of my laboratory assistants was harboring such filthy disturbing thoughts about me...." You blushed beetroot and looked away. "Suddenly a lot less talkative aren't we ?" You moaned as you felt his hot breath on your clit. His tongue taking a leisurely stroll through your folds, he slowly licked up and down, dipping his tongue in ever so slightly whenever he neared your entrance.
You looked down and met his mismatched gaze. His long tongue darting out to lap up your flowing juices.
You felt his long angular nose push against your clit as he proceeded to eat you out like a starving man. Groaning into you and licking, prodding, sucking and pulling with his tongue and teeth. He had a repertoire of slow rubbing motions with his fingers and gentle swipes of his tongue that was causing pleasure to once again build inside your core. You screamed his name freely, your hands and nails scrambling and scratching across the desk. You could hear a low chuckle from silco as he only pushed his nose in deeper, as you rode your orgasm out on his angular face.
Shaking, you curled your hand in his soft hair, the remnants of your orgasm being replaced by sensitivity.
"Stay there" He instructed as he walked behind you, pushing you down with those veiny forearms, so you were on your back, your head hanging off the edge of the desk. Before you could figure out what he was doing, you felt his massive cock enter your mouth and then throat.
"Oh fuck..." silco groaned above you, as you took his length in. Swallowing around his cock so he could push in deeper. "Touch yourself", he barked out, as his hips set a pace. He was fucking your throat. You moaned around his cock, you hadn't dared dream in your wildest dreams that Silco would fuck your throat like this. His thick unyielding member sliding over your tongue, his breath heavy with desire.
His pace increased, and you choked, scrambling to try and remove yourself from his cock. His hand shot out and held you down by the throat. "I will cum down your throat. You will take it if you know what's good for you girl." He growled out through grit teeth, his body shaking as he chased his own completion. The grip on your neck growing tighter as he snapped himself fully to the hilt down your throat. You were choking, the lack of air causing you to panic, but he effortlessly pinned you in place with his strong forearm pressing fown into your neck, his other hand now fondling your small breasts as he fully insheathed himself in your throat. " look at you girl....taking my cock so well" He ground out as he pistoned his hips into your spasming throat.
A deep thrust, then stillness as silco emptied himself down your throat with an animalistic groan.
He withdrew, immediately walking over to where you had discarded his clothing earlier. As he dressed you remained seated on Signeds desk.
He was fully dressed now. You were still naked, looking down with shame. You felt embarrassed. Clearly he was going to have you killed horribly for this. He walked towards you and stood, fixing the ties on his waistcoat as he spoke. "Signed needs to keep a tidier desk." You felt his hand press under your thigh as he lifted your naked form against his chest. He had picked you up. You marvelled as you realised he was carrying you somewhere.
Silco walked out of signeds lab with you in his arms, turning into the staircase which only he had a key to.
"Fate had left me a lovely gift too girl. Would be an awful shame to waste it. " He smiled a lopsided scarred smile as he carried you up the stairs "Tonight you let a weak one die." He kissed your forehead tenderly "it is now time to live. "