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Jinxes jaw clenched, gaze focused as she watched Sevika stride on the alleys down below.
Sevika was out on her free time. One of the few days she didn't have to stand by silcos side listening to him yap on and on and on... Jinx knew this route too well. Sevika always took it on her off days like clock work.
Jinx silently rocked, her upside down swaying with her. Using her body weight to send the back of he knees rubbing around the pipe she was hanging from. She watched the city below her become rapidly upright, a momentary thrill rushing through her heart at the possibility that she wouldn't catch her landing. But she did. She always did. Her grip tightened around the pipe, propelling herself back onto her feet and slowly, carefully standing up right.
Her glowing pink gaze shot back tword her target, sevika lumbering around the corner.
Jinx loved the hunt. That voyeuristic thrill of always being so so close but so far way in every way that matters. She softly hummed to herself, voice being swept away by the noxious breeze to never be heard, balancing like a right rope walker as she leisurely walked across the rusty pipe. Occasionally hopping from one leaking pipe to the next. Her braids swaying in the thick green breeze as she scaled worn buildings higher and higher, sevika never too far our of her line of sight.
Sevika...
Jinxes eyes fell closed for a moment, drawing a slow, hot breath. Her feet following the edge of the brick and bronze roof she walked along. One wrong move and she could fall off.
Sevika...
She hated how much she wanted her. Sevika was-- or should have been everything she found no interest in. She was old, she was too serious and grouchy and angry all the time. She never knew how to relax and take a joke.
But she was... Unfortunately very hot. Her voice was deep and smokey. Her form so very tall and rippling with coppery muscles. Oh how jinx loved to provoke sevika so she'd get all in her space, towering over her while she barked and bitching. The smell of the fine cigars on her breath. The nice kind.
Jinx oven wondered how her metal hand would feel around her throat... Cold, powerful, crushing.
Jinx swallowed, her smirk growing as neon red and pink light began to flood the sickly green fog.
Women in worn corsets sitting on barrels beckoning men foreward, and men dressed in latex standing outside open doors, posing like prized dolls. The smell of cigar smoke and shimmer was always strong here. Mixing with the toxins in the air making the breeze feel electric and sleezy.
Like cheap perfume and fireworks.
Sevika walked past a man being cornered by An angry pimp only shooting a brief glance to the man before rounding her way inside her favorite whore house.
One of the most respected in the red light district.
A blow was struck the vastayas face, his yelp echoing through the block. His pleading was indistinguishable from up here. But the pimp didn't seem to be simmering down.
Jinx grinned, her lip catching between her teeth eyeing the door. For a moment, her mind wandering to what today's special would be. She leaped forward, bounding to a near by roof and walking across some convenient planks connecting one roof to the other across the street.
Clothing lines and planks holding glowing lamps. Some electric, some bioluminescent, some chemical.
The chins jingled as jinx playfully tip toed across, rattling the make shift lamps full of fire lights and chemicals before silently hopping off to the brothel roof ignoring a huge ancient blood stain.
She had to hurry if she wanted to find what room sevika would be in before the action started.
She quickly propelled herself to a near by pipe, sliding down it with ease and pushing herself off the mucky wall to her secret entry way. She pushed the wooden slab aside, crawling into the hole in the wall. It's a wonder they haven't patched it up yet.
This was jinxes second home. The walls of the brothel.
Ever since her obsession with Sevika she's grown just as much of a regular as here. The inside of the walls reaked of cheap perfume and cigar smoke and the artificial buzz of shimmer. Soaked into the walls and floating in the liminal space between.
This space, jinxes passages were marked with neon spray painted arrows illuminated by black lights twords some of sevikas favorite rooms.
She quickly skipped down the musky halls, following the arrows to her entertainment of the night.
She peeped through one hole, a girl with short black hair and high garters laying in bed looking dreadfully bored. No one else was in there with her. Simply waiting for a client.
The next was a woman prepping her strap, a too eager man built like a bean poll and rittled with shimmer scars shaked excitedly.
Jinx tisked in amusement before skipping further, peering into her next room.
And there, she saw her.
Sevika was already undressed, muscles rippling across her back. A woman with long pastel hair was arched doggy style in front of her. Red sheets glowing in the near by warm candle light. Sevikas hand slowly stroked up and down the woman's back, the other mechanical arm gently squeezing her hip.
Jinx bit down against her lip, swallowing hard as her own hand slowly worked her skin. Teasing her mid stomach, trailing down, down achingly. Intentional as it pushed underneath her pants. Her fingers were feather light as she brushed past her mound, teasing her own clit. Light, teasing like butterfly wings.
She pressed herself against the wall, eye wide drinking in the scene.
"Have you been a good girl for me?" Sevika asked softly. Her voice smooth like smoke kissed honey.
The pastel woman moans softly, bucking her hips harder against sevikas. The strap, softly glowing and purple slides between her ass, resting against her back.
Sevika and jinx both eye how deep it would burry inside her anatomy.
Jinx presses her middle finger hard against her clit, sucking in a sharp breath.
"Yes." The she said "I've been good...."
Sevika smirks, her broad hand sliding back up her spine. She fists the base of her strap, something purple and gooey slicking down the length. Now that jinx looks closer that's whats making it glow.
A shimmer variant, jinx thinks. Lube?
For a moment she has to bite back a laugh. What would Silco think of this sort of product? Would he order for it to be made in his factories? Up their profit? A hilarious concept. That geezer is so tense she wonders if he even remembers what lube is used for.
"Take a deep breath, baby." Sevika orders softly. Gentle but firm. She slides the strap down, teasing the whores entrance before slowly pushing in.
Jinxes eyes widen at the sight. How sevikas muscles flex watching the length slowly disappear into the wanting hole.
At the same time, jinx slides two fingers inside herself, breath catching in her throat.
It's not enough.
Janna, how she yearns to be that woman. The feel the warmth is sevikas skin against her ass. The strength of her grasp...
Jinx holds her breath as she slides a third finger inside herself, swallowing a whine. Gods, she was so wet... She swirled her fingers inside herself. Savoring her warmth... Her wetness.
What would sevika say if she felt it?
"You're dripping, honey." Sevika purred.
Jinxes ears pricked, gaze shooting like lightning back to the scene.
Sevikas head tilted just slightly, hair falling around her shoulders. She smirked, warm and cocky.
Fuck, that stupid smirk. The damn thing that started jinxes obsession.
The whore moaned again.
Slowly sevika began to thrust. The purple strap sliding out soooo tantalisingly, the glowing shimmer slipping down her thighs, clinging to sevikas in webs before slapping his hips foreward earing a startled moan.
"Ya like that?" Sevika teased.
Jinx tried to move her fingers in unison, for a moment wondering how the shimmer lube felt.
Did it buzz inside your body? Send an electric thrill down your blood stream and drinking up your mind? Did it make you tighter? Wetter? Did it raise your stamina into a needy animal?
"Yes, sevika." The whore moaned.
"I'm gonna need you to hang on, honey." The brunette ordered gently before reaching out, her organic hand gathering the long pastel strands and wrapping it around her fingers before tugging suddenly.
A raw, sharp moan escaped the woman, forced into an aching arch. Sevikas other hand wrapped around her hip, her metal fingers pressed down on her clit and began to vibrate
Jinx picked up pace, using her free hand to shove her pants down to her knees for better room. She leaned heavier against the wall now, her knees bucking. huffing in the perfume soaked walls as she kept up the pace, keeping her fingers curled and stroking her insides mercilessly. Her other hand reached for her clit, rubbing to the approximate rythem sevika set for the woman. It was hard to tell from this angle but fuck, was it ruthless.
Jinx shuttered, her body rejecting the over stimulation but she pushed herself further. Sevika liked to push boundaries that way, shes learned. Talking sweet and pampering your heart while she encouraged you to keep going. Keep taking it.
Keep-
A moan escaped jinx, knees buckling below herself. Her for head slammed against the wall, drawing a shaking breath. Too much. Fuck- ah-
She prayed the whore was loud enough to cover her own moans.
Keep going she thought take it like a good girl, see? Like that. Good~ she was thinking in Sevikas voice.
She imagined her hands exploring her body, wrapping around her tiny waist, then sliding up and cupping her small boobs, pinching and rolling her nipples.
Wincing, jinx forced herself to look through the hole again, greeted with the wonderful sight of sevikas rippling back, shining with a sheen of sweat.
What jinx would give to lick it off her. Earthy... Human...
She wetted her lips at the thought. Raking over her form unabashedly. There was no room for shame in a whore house.
"That's it baby, see how well you take me? Do you like my cock?" Sevika tugged the woman's hair tighter, digging her hips into hers.
The woman moaned in a raw broken tone. Sevikas fingers not leaving any mercy for her clit.
"Yes!" The whore whimpered
Yes, jinx mouthed to herself. She felt so fucking creepy. But in a way it only added to the thrill. What a pervert she thought.
What a pervert she thought again, a sense of sick pleasure gripping her stomach.
"Good girl." Her fingers slowed, her thrusts returning to her steady rythem.
The woman whimpered pathetically. Relief and overwhelmed. Thankfulness.
"Wanna cum? It looks like the shimmer has been treating you well and you've been such a good girl."
The whore nodded instantly, pushing her ass against sevika. They groaned in unison, for a moment, sevikas hips faultered, shuttering in pleasure.
"So good... So needy..." Sevika smiled, brow arching just slightly as she slowly worked her fingers back up to speed.
Jinx shook. Trembling like electricity was in her blood and pooling in her clit. She was close. Too close.
"Sevika-" the woman cried
Jinx crumbled in unison, her eyes fluttering closed as she slid down the musky wall, ear pressed against it. She lazily followed the sound of sevikas slowing rythem.
Jinxes mind swirled like lazy storm clouds. Drunk and heavy. Her whole body wanted to collapse. She did her best to keep her struggling breaths quiet and concealed.
No one can ever know about this place. Her watching spot. This was her secret. Her indulgence.
She winced as she finally slipped her fingers out of herself, feeling her come drool down her thighs. sevika would lick it off she thought passingly. A brief mixture of disgust and arousal swirled inside herself. She whiped her fingers off on the thigh of her pants, pulling them up reluctantly and shivering feeling the dampness seep into her pants and stick to her thighs. In the moment they hugged her hips too tightly, an intimate reminder of what she's just done.
She carefully slotted her gaze back through the hole, still steadying her breaths.
Sevika spoke softly to the girl, praising and cooing. Brushing her hair. And after some time went for another round.
Jinx had no energy left inside her for that.
Not yet at least. Maybe she could work herself up to it one day.
She took a final slow breath before stepping away, sneaking out of her special entrance to be greeted with the noxious smell of pollution and booze and cigarettes. And wandering her way back home, the glow of neon light growing dimmer and dinner.... Balancing on crumbling window sills and rusted pipes and rickity things so no one saw a thing.
Sevika, her secret pleasure. Her thrill. Her obsession.
