Ache Playlist | Singe

                                    

                                          
Written by RM020316

                          
 Richard walked down the corridor, tapping his palm repeatedly with the thick, black baton. He stands tall like most of the other guards in the penitentiary but his rigid stance and cold demeanor sets him apart. He scanned every cell, his eyes roaming and alert as he scrutinized each inmate locked within. He was about to turn away when a sharp whistle rang out and broke the silence that has long enveloped the place.
                          
"Hey Officer!" 
                          
A thick, honeyed female voice called out to him from down the hall, catching his and everyone else's attention. Richard's eyes narrowed after hearing the familiar voice.
                          
"I know you don't play like them others do but do this girly a solid, will ya? I want me some vanilla tonight!"
                          
The hall erupted in laughter, and several hoots and jeers from the other inmates were thrown around after. When Richard reached the cell and saw her, he frowned. He recognized her instantly.
                          
Prisoner ID: 150716. Arsonist. A lifer.
                          
He tapped the metal bars with his baton in warning, expecting her to stop immediately but she didn't. She laughed at him instead, and grabbed the end of his stick before wrapping her mouth around the bulbous tip. The inmate stared directly into his eyes before swirling her tongue around the baton repeatedly. When she finished, she taunted him further by pulling the stick out with a soft pop, her cheeks hollowing after accommodating the large girth. 
                          
"That's it!" Richard growled, "You're going in the hole!"
                          
He opened the cell and pushed the woman face down on the bed. He pulled her arms behind her back and cuffed her wrists together. When she squirmed to get away, the cold metal chafed her skin, wounding her and making her bleed. Richard ignored the grunt of pain she emitted after, and continued to drag her down the corridor towards the jail's solitary confinement.
                          
"Reynolds, I'll take it from here. Go to the hall and take over for me."
                          
The officer nodded before he left. Unlike the hall, this place was small, dark, and engulfed by eerie silence, as if any sound made within is unwelcome. He pushed the female inmate inside one of the rooms before locking the door behind him. When he turned to look at her, his face mottled red in anger.
                          
"What the fuck were you thinking, Divina?" Richard asked. "Now I don't have a choice but lock you in here for the next three days!"

                          
Divina dropped her act as soon as they were alone, and turned meek like he always knew her as. Her shoulders dropped as she whispered. "That's what I wanted, Richard. I haven't seen or talked to you in days. I was getting desperate."
                          
"I told you before I can't be seen around you all the time. They will notice! Do you want our secret to come out?"
                          
"Of course not! They'll take you away from me!"
                          
"Then stop acting like a child!" He glared at her before turning to leave. "Fuck this. I'm-"
                          
"No, no, please stay," Divina said. She stood on her toes and stretched upwards to give him a kiss but Richard turned his head away, her lips landed on his jaw instead. Undeterred, she continued with her ministrations and leaned closer to him. Divina kissed and nipped the soft skin of his neck repeatedly, rubbing her body against his until he shifted uncomfortably and hardened underneath her. She begged, "Please don't be mad at me anymore."
                          
Richard groaned, lamenting his weak resolve. He asked, "Why is it that I can't resist you?"
                          
Before Divina could utter a response, he grabbed the back of her head and bunched her hair in his hand, forming a tight fist around it. He pulled her closer to him and breathed hard against her ear.