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Shot on the Rocks 203x
1 ReviewsA side shot story that explains some background or stands well alone. Sex in an office and a voyeur (OMG I WROTE NON SLASH!) Please Rate and Review!
kill your television
steal the satellites
download all the codes
catch the public eye
shout your manifesto
bring your megaphone
stay below the radar
join the underground
We want revolution - Covenant
"If the shoe fits." Teryl grinned as he booted the guy in the side for the fourth time. He had bloody shoes, bloody hands and his shirt was bloodied over too as he wiped. The actions causing smeared handprints over the white cotton. "Who the hell gets the idea to give us white shirts with our line of business anyway?"
"I don't know anything I swear." The guy on the floor said through the fat lip and mashed face. He had been suffering the problem for a good ten minutes. Teryl had appeared behind him in the underground lot. "I just got sent to drop off a letter."
"Letter my arse. Everyone uses mail these days." Teryl snorted and lifted the guy on to the railing at the side. "God you know how boring this is? Give me the chip and I'll leave you to the medics. Keep this up and trauma won't find anything left of you for the meat banks."
The guy was clearly of no use and was struggling to keep any semblance of clarity as he struggled against Teryl. Teryl was not stranger to the life of crime, he was employed by his company to go unheard of. He smiled, a sick grin that widened as the guy scrambled through his pockets and finally gave him the only thing he was carrying. A small datachip.
"Funny I thought you would remember." Teryl said lifting him a little higher. He knocked the guy against the wall and he collapsed. Teryl searched his pockets, took two more chips and then opened the port in the back of his head. He rolled his eyes at the mess inside. Illegal chip running was good money and they'd stash them in their heads to keep them hidden. He pulled out the remaining chips and with cold calculation he put the gun to the guys head and pulled.
The musing on his mind was that he really would need to invest in yet another shirt, he hated that. The bloody smears washed clean sure but he respected the dead. It was a job, a dirty job and they had theirs. It was the risk and reward system. His pay would be his reward. He flipped his phone and settled in his car two rows down.
"Done." He said and then drove off towards the tower block he called home.
After a shower and change things cheered up and he headed to deliver the chip to his latest client. He went to the office he was instructed too and opened the door. He did not expect to see the person sitting on the desk that greeted him. He spotted the black platform style shoes that led to long legs and up to a short pencil skirt. The chest, then the face and he was unable to articulate his words. He wanted to say something but it failed.
"Casey's chip." She extended a perfectly manicured hand and he nodded before picking out everything he had taken. "Ah you had a rather lucrative venture Teryl?"
"I guess so." He nodded. She stood up, slowly and gracefully. She was aware of the impact she had on him and it made her interest in him that little bit more thrilling.
"I'll give you a present off the books for the extra chips." She smiled and ran her finger over his thigh, around the top of his hip and then lightly ran her hand over the soft bulge at the front of his trousers. "Casey would like those little datachips, I am bored and single. It is a venture for all parties." She said pressing warm lips to his.
Teryl smirked as she pulled back. She ran her hands over his thin but well toned frame. He responded by sliding his hands to her hips and around her waist. She kissed him, their tongues dancing against one another. She pushed him against the office desk and pressed his hands on the solid wooden top. She leant up against him and softly kissed his neck.
Teryl was more of a willing recipient to the feisty woman than he first thought. He was there to do a job and now he seemed to be getting an added perk. He subtly shifted his hips to meet her and she ground against his growing erection. He wanted to touch her but she kept his arms pinned.
"You still smell of violent work." She suddenly mumbled in his ear. "Have you been really naughty?"
"I guess so." He nodded gently. She licked his ear; a shiver ran down his spine making him squirm against her. "Yeah I have." He decided as she released one of his hands and ran her free one over his short black hair before pinning it back down.
"Well you need to be good now." She said as she moved in a fluid and swift way to relieve him of his jacket and then pull it down around his arms. Teryl found himself unable to move as the jacket strained at his arms on the table. "You touch you loose out."
Teryl nodded with a smile that lit his eyes and face up as he watched her. She moved one hand around the waistline and found the secure little magnetic popper; her fingers snapped it open and then ran over his hairline and to the zipper. She looked at him for a moment with a smile and then snaked her hand inside.
Teryl hadn't taken a breath for a while and suddenly gasped bringing him back to focus as he watched the gentle pale hand disappear in to the black suit pants. She looked at him with those deep pools of eyes and watched the lust fill his. She smiled at him, a wicked smile that said she knew the effect she was having on him.
"Oh yeah..." He drawled as she ran her hand over his organ rasped her nails over the dark hair near it and then cupped his balls.
"Play safe lover." She said and exposed his length to the air to see if he was worth her time. It would appear he was as the look on her face did not fall. She pumped him a little harder until he was erect in her hands and then reached in to the skirt pocket and pulled out a condom.
Teryl hated the things, even though the new age ones kept senses going and played perfect companions he knew they were there. Most men knew it and in an unnatural and synthetically modelled world that surrounded them the natural act of ramming into a wet slit still felt more satisfying. He didn't complain though as he didn't want to loose the opportunity of her hands on his cock and the deep arousal running around his body.
Her hands moved over him to roll the addition on and then she dropped his trousers from his hips to his thighs. Teryl watched her and found just the act of the gentle restraint was enough to have his cock twitch, pre-cum causing him to get wet around his head. Dahlia appreciated the moment before slipping to the floor and moving his shirt around a little to rub her hand over his tight stomach.
"Ouch!" He hissed as she bit at his hairline a little with a giggle and then ran her tongue over the smooth porcelain skin. He soon forgot the nip as her mouth encased his cock. He uttered a moan of delight as she wrapped dark lipstick coated lips over his head and slowly moved her way over him.
Her roaming hand moved to his balls again and began to tug and squeeze as she moved her head over his organ. She pulled up and down on it with her lips and ran her tongue around it so wonderfully that he almost buckled and fell to the floor. She pushed her hand to his stomach to remind him to stay there as he watched her hair moving around her cheeks, over her shoulders and a moan of pleasure ran across his length.
"Holy fuck..." He whispered as she dragged her teeth down the long hard shaft and forced him deeper in to her mouth. He had to move slightly as his arms were going to sleep trying to keep him in place. She slowly ran her tongue up over his belly, moved the white shirt and exposed his chest to tease his skin and lap at him gently.
"Be a darling." She said and took one of his hands from the jacket's hold. She pushed it to her panties under the pencil skirt and let him feel that she was already wet with anticipation. He fingered over the black lacy pants and pushed them aside. "It's not all one sided you know." She said in his ear as he began to rub against her clit.
He didn't need any encouragement from her, he slid a finger in to her opening and she let out a deep breath. Dahlia's hand went back to his cock and began to roll her fingers idly over him and then gently squeeze every now and then. Teryl could feel an urgent desire to fuck her and it was hard to work against that natural instinct.
"Did you get your hands dirty earlier?" She asked him as he pushed another finger in to her and she panted again.
"Yes." He said looking into her eyes.
"I should make them clean." She told him and put the damp fingers to her mouth. Teryl's cock twitched against her belly again and she pushed against it. She savoured the feeling of that hard organ pressing close to her. She knew the desire he had and she was eagerly encouraging it. She wrapped her tongue around his fingers and tasted herself on him. She sucked at them as his gaze fell on to what she was doing. "Mmm..." She teased him further and finally let the warm hand go. "Terrible little boy." She smiled happily.
She finally allowed him to remove his jacket and then pushed him back up against the desk. She took his tie from his neck and flipped her shoes off to one corner. Teryl moved to undress her and they quickly unravelled each others garments discarding them on the floor as they locked in kisses and fought to have one another naked.
He noticed then that the windows were open and exposing them both to the night skyline. She had obviously known from the start that the building opposite had a very good view of them in the desk light. He found it an added turn on that she was playing up not just to him but maybe other men and women in the building opposite. She pushed him in to the chair at the desk and settled on her knees in front of him.
She ran her hands over his thighs and kissed up until she met the throbbing erection again. Her mouth encased him, she was turned on and shifted her legs to cause a better friction and enjoy herself more. He grasped at the long dark hair and ran his hands through the locks as she lapped at him. The feeling grew and his balls tensed. Dahlia pulled back and he had to fight against his desire to force her back on him.
"Are you going to last out much longer?" She asked with a sly grin that made her eyes sparkle and his cock throb again. He shook his head; he couldn't trust that he wouldn't explode if he got inside her. "Better get hard again then after this." She said and pushed her mouth back on to his erection. He groaned and moved his hips to push against her. She pushed into him, buried him in her mouth and he fucked her until he was almost screaming. He exploded against her, hands locked in her hair as she kept squeezing with her mouth until he finished twitching.
Dahlia slowly pulled away and gave him a moment to collect his thoughts before she let him move to unroll the condom. She watched until he was clear of the desk and then settled in the chair and put her fingers to her own slit. He watched her as he sat on the desk in front and forgot the building opposite as she slipped her own finger to her hard nub and began to play with herself.
He watched her intently as she licked her lips inviting him back to her. He felt the arousal growing again, still half-hard and moved to bring himself back to full erection. She knew what he'd want and she panted and threw her head back as she brought herself so close to a climax it was almost painful. She closed her legs around her hand and squeezed as he picked up a condom from the desk and rolled it on.
She winked at him, let him know he could have control and he pulled her to her feet. She moved against him, breasts pushing against him and kissed him again. He pushed her up against the desk and she wrapped her legs around him. He slid in to her and she fell back against the hard top. Her hair fell about and she began to breathe heavily. Teryl's hand went to her clit and he began to play with it as he fucked her.
He kept pounding in to her and rubbing her clit as she screamed out in an orgasm. He felt the wet walls gripping him and he bucked into her again. She sat back up and curled her arms about his shoulders and slid forwards to make him settled deeper into her. He filled her as he pushed and slowly withdrew. Dahlia bit at his neck and collarbone encouraging him to be rough with her.
He finally pounded into to her using the desk and his hands as an anchor. Dahlia's breathing sped up and she squeezed again as he throbbed hard and aroused inside her and stopped for a second. He didn't want to cum but he was already close again. She bit him and he slammed into her as hard as he could. It was like electricity down their spines. She pulled at him to get on the desk and he obliged as her hands grabbed his ass and forced him in to her again. Dahlia screamed as they both came and he nearly fell on her as he felt his body go weak and his second orgasm hit.
Teryl slid from her and in to the chair. She turned around on the desk to meet his face. She wondered where the scar on his right breast had come from. She didn't ask because a scar was always a violent and painful reminder of someone. He found her watching the scar and got his shirt. She watched him dress and throw the other condom in the bin. She ran her tongue over her lips and then he placed the chips in her hands as he walked out. Teryl hoped this Casey guy would send her more often. If that was the payment to hell with the cash anyway he mused as he closed the office door putting his tie back on.
"Well sweet darling friend did you get what you needed?" Dahlia asked as Casey opened the small office door. "You do give me the best assignments."
"I know." Casey said as he walked in. She placed the datachips in his hands. He ran his own delicate and soft hand over her ass and slid his fingers against her damp cleft. "You are lucky I am a voyeur and not as... interactive as you."
"You could be interactive with me lovely." She said hopefully. He shook his head. "I know... well you got what you wanted. I got what I wanted. You need me call me. Only I prefer to kill them when I'm done you know. That's the whole point of a hired assassin my love." She turned to sit on the desk and he ran his hand through her hair.
"I would have let you kill him but I needed those sensory read outs to be sex not death thrills." He said pulling the neural datachip and then kissing her lips. "I have one more job for you after this. You'll like it: our employer has asked you to fuck a roller." His lips hovered close to hers. "You get to play again."
"Is he a hit?" She said moving closer and sighed disappointed as he moved away.
"I have no idea." He said gently. "She said she hasn't decided. I hope not. He could be a useful contact and I don't like to kill."
"You're too stuck in your net-based world. I'm here, wet and willing to please but you'd rather let a machine turn you on."
"That is my job." He said to her and passed her clothes to her. He closed the door behind her and she slipped back in to her clothes. She opened the door and called to Teryl who was on the phone finishing the money transfer check.
"Hey you want to go out for a drink?" She said putting her hair up. "We could go to a hotel from there right?"
"Sure." He laughed and snapped the phone shut. He made a note to ensure she slept before he did and then smirked. Who was he kidding? Neither of them were planning to sleep.
steal the satellites
download all the codes
catch the public eye
shout your manifesto
bring your megaphone
stay below the radar
join the underground
We want revolution - Covenant
"If the shoe fits." Teryl grinned as he booted the guy in the side for the fourth time. He had bloody shoes, bloody hands and his shirt was bloodied over too as he wiped. The actions causing smeared handprints over the white cotton. "Who the hell gets the idea to give us white shirts with our line of business anyway?"
"I don't know anything I swear." The guy on the floor said through the fat lip and mashed face. He had been suffering the problem for a good ten minutes. Teryl had appeared behind him in the underground lot. "I just got sent to drop off a letter."
"Letter my arse. Everyone uses mail these days." Teryl snorted and lifted the guy on to the railing at the side. "God you know how boring this is? Give me the chip and I'll leave you to the medics. Keep this up and trauma won't find anything left of you for the meat banks."
The guy was clearly of no use and was struggling to keep any semblance of clarity as he struggled against Teryl. Teryl was not stranger to the life of crime, he was employed by his company to go unheard of. He smiled, a sick grin that widened as the guy scrambled through his pockets and finally gave him the only thing he was carrying. A small datachip.
"Funny I thought you would remember." Teryl said lifting him a little higher. He knocked the guy against the wall and he collapsed. Teryl searched his pockets, took two more chips and then opened the port in the back of his head. He rolled his eyes at the mess inside. Illegal chip running was good money and they'd stash them in their heads to keep them hidden. He pulled out the remaining chips and with cold calculation he put the gun to the guys head and pulled.
The musing on his mind was that he really would need to invest in yet another shirt, he hated that. The bloody smears washed clean sure but he respected the dead. It was a job, a dirty job and they had theirs. It was the risk and reward system. His pay would be his reward. He flipped his phone and settled in his car two rows down.
"Done." He said and then drove off towards the tower block he called home.
After a shower and change things cheered up and he headed to deliver the chip to his latest client. He went to the office he was instructed too and opened the door. He did not expect to see the person sitting on the desk that greeted him. He spotted the black platform style shoes that led to long legs and up to a short pencil skirt. The chest, then the face and he was unable to articulate his words. He wanted to say something but it failed.
"Casey's chip." She extended a perfectly manicured hand and he nodded before picking out everything he had taken. "Ah you had a rather lucrative venture Teryl?"
"I guess so." He nodded. She stood up, slowly and gracefully. She was aware of the impact she had on him and it made her interest in him that little bit more thrilling.
"I'll give you a present off the books for the extra chips." She smiled and ran her finger over his thigh, around the top of his hip and then lightly ran her hand over the soft bulge at the front of his trousers. "Casey would like those little datachips, I am bored and single. It is a venture for all parties." She said pressing warm lips to his.
Teryl smirked as she pulled back. She ran her hands over his thin but well toned frame. He responded by sliding his hands to her hips and around her waist. She kissed him, their tongues dancing against one another. She pushed him against the office desk and pressed his hands on the solid wooden top. She leant up against him and softly kissed his neck.
Teryl was more of a willing recipient to the feisty woman than he first thought. He was there to do a job and now he seemed to be getting an added perk. He subtly shifted his hips to meet her and she ground against his growing erection. He wanted to touch her but she kept his arms pinned.
"You still smell of violent work." She suddenly mumbled in his ear. "Have you been really naughty?"
"I guess so." He nodded gently. She licked his ear; a shiver ran down his spine making him squirm against her. "Yeah I have." He decided as she released one of his hands and ran her free one over his short black hair before pinning it back down.
"Well you need to be good now." She said as she moved in a fluid and swift way to relieve him of his jacket and then pull it down around his arms. Teryl found himself unable to move as the jacket strained at his arms on the table. "You touch you loose out."
Teryl nodded with a smile that lit his eyes and face up as he watched her. She moved one hand around the waistline and found the secure little magnetic popper; her fingers snapped it open and then ran over his hairline and to the zipper. She looked at him for a moment with a smile and then snaked her hand inside.
Teryl hadn't taken a breath for a while and suddenly gasped bringing him back to focus as he watched the gentle pale hand disappear in to the black suit pants. She looked at him with those deep pools of eyes and watched the lust fill his. She smiled at him, a wicked smile that said she knew the effect she was having on him.
"Oh yeah..." He drawled as she ran her hand over his organ rasped her nails over the dark hair near it and then cupped his balls.
"Play safe lover." She said and exposed his length to the air to see if he was worth her time. It would appear he was as the look on her face did not fall. She pumped him a little harder until he was erect in her hands and then reached in to the skirt pocket and pulled out a condom.
Teryl hated the things, even though the new age ones kept senses going and played perfect companions he knew they were there. Most men knew it and in an unnatural and synthetically modelled world that surrounded them the natural act of ramming into a wet slit still felt more satisfying. He didn't complain though as he didn't want to loose the opportunity of her hands on his cock and the deep arousal running around his body.
Her hands moved over him to roll the addition on and then she dropped his trousers from his hips to his thighs. Teryl watched her and found just the act of the gentle restraint was enough to have his cock twitch, pre-cum causing him to get wet around his head. Dahlia appreciated the moment before slipping to the floor and moving his shirt around a little to rub her hand over his tight stomach.
"Ouch!" He hissed as she bit at his hairline a little with a giggle and then ran her tongue over the smooth porcelain skin. He soon forgot the nip as her mouth encased his cock. He uttered a moan of delight as she wrapped dark lipstick coated lips over his head and slowly moved her way over him.
Her roaming hand moved to his balls again and began to tug and squeeze as she moved her head over his organ. She pulled up and down on it with her lips and ran her tongue around it so wonderfully that he almost buckled and fell to the floor. She pushed her hand to his stomach to remind him to stay there as he watched her hair moving around her cheeks, over her shoulders and a moan of pleasure ran across his length.
"Holy fuck..." He whispered as she dragged her teeth down the long hard shaft and forced him deeper in to her mouth. He had to move slightly as his arms were going to sleep trying to keep him in place. She slowly ran her tongue up over his belly, moved the white shirt and exposed his chest to tease his skin and lap at him gently.
"Be a darling." She said and took one of his hands from the jacket's hold. She pushed it to her panties under the pencil skirt and let him feel that she was already wet with anticipation. He fingered over the black lacy pants and pushed them aside. "It's not all one sided you know." She said in his ear as he began to rub against her clit.
He didn't need any encouragement from her, he slid a finger in to her opening and she let out a deep breath. Dahlia's hand went back to his cock and began to roll her fingers idly over him and then gently squeeze every now and then. Teryl could feel an urgent desire to fuck her and it was hard to work against that natural instinct.
"Did you get your hands dirty earlier?" She asked him as he pushed another finger in to her and she panted again.
"Yes." He said looking into her eyes.
"I should make them clean." She told him and put the damp fingers to her mouth. Teryl's cock twitched against her belly again and she pushed against it. She savoured the feeling of that hard organ pressing close to her. She knew the desire he had and she was eagerly encouraging it. She wrapped her tongue around his fingers and tasted herself on him. She sucked at them as his gaze fell on to what she was doing. "Mmm..." She teased him further and finally let the warm hand go. "Terrible little boy." She smiled happily.
She finally allowed him to remove his jacket and then pushed him back up against the desk. She took his tie from his neck and flipped her shoes off to one corner. Teryl moved to undress her and they quickly unravelled each others garments discarding them on the floor as they locked in kisses and fought to have one another naked.
He noticed then that the windows were open and exposing them both to the night skyline. She had obviously known from the start that the building opposite had a very good view of them in the desk light. He found it an added turn on that she was playing up not just to him but maybe other men and women in the building opposite. She pushed him in to the chair at the desk and settled on her knees in front of him.
She ran her hands over his thighs and kissed up until she met the throbbing erection again. Her mouth encased him, she was turned on and shifted her legs to cause a better friction and enjoy herself more. He grasped at the long dark hair and ran his hands through the locks as she lapped at him. The feeling grew and his balls tensed. Dahlia pulled back and he had to fight against his desire to force her back on him.
"Are you going to last out much longer?" She asked with a sly grin that made her eyes sparkle and his cock throb again. He shook his head; he couldn't trust that he wouldn't explode if he got inside her. "Better get hard again then after this." She said and pushed her mouth back on to his erection. He groaned and moved his hips to push against her. She pushed into him, buried him in her mouth and he fucked her until he was almost screaming. He exploded against her, hands locked in her hair as she kept squeezing with her mouth until he finished twitching.
Dahlia slowly pulled away and gave him a moment to collect his thoughts before she let him move to unroll the condom. She watched until he was clear of the desk and then settled in the chair and put her fingers to her own slit. He watched her as he sat on the desk in front and forgot the building opposite as she slipped her own finger to her hard nub and began to play with herself.
He watched her intently as she licked her lips inviting him back to her. He felt the arousal growing again, still half-hard and moved to bring himself back to full erection. She knew what he'd want and she panted and threw her head back as she brought herself so close to a climax it was almost painful. She closed her legs around her hand and squeezed as he picked up a condom from the desk and rolled it on.
She winked at him, let him know he could have control and he pulled her to her feet. She moved against him, breasts pushing against him and kissed him again. He pushed her up against the desk and she wrapped her legs around him. He slid in to her and she fell back against the hard top. Her hair fell about and she began to breathe heavily. Teryl's hand went to her clit and he began to play with it as he fucked her.
He kept pounding in to her and rubbing her clit as she screamed out in an orgasm. He felt the wet walls gripping him and he bucked into her again. She sat back up and curled her arms about his shoulders and slid forwards to make him settled deeper into her. He filled her as he pushed and slowly withdrew. Dahlia bit at his neck and collarbone encouraging him to be rough with her.
He finally pounded into to her using the desk and his hands as an anchor. Dahlia's breathing sped up and she squeezed again as he throbbed hard and aroused inside her and stopped for a second. He didn't want to cum but he was already close again. She bit him and he slammed into her as hard as he could. It was like electricity down their spines. She pulled at him to get on the desk and he obliged as her hands grabbed his ass and forced him in to her again. Dahlia screamed as they both came and he nearly fell on her as he felt his body go weak and his second orgasm hit.
Teryl slid from her and in to the chair. She turned around on the desk to meet his face. She wondered where the scar on his right breast had come from. She didn't ask because a scar was always a violent and painful reminder of someone. He found her watching the scar and got his shirt. She watched him dress and throw the other condom in the bin. She ran her tongue over her lips and then he placed the chips in her hands as he walked out. Teryl hoped this Casey guy would send her more often. If that was the payment to hell with the cash anyway he mused as he closed the office door putting his tie back on.
"Well sweet darling friend did you get what you needed?" Dahlia asked as Casey opened the small office door. "You do give me the best assignments."
"I know." Casey said as he walked in. She placed the datachips in his hands. He ran his own delicate and soft hand over her ass and slid his fingers against her damp cleft. "You are lucky I am a voyeur and not as... interactive as you."
"You could be interactive with me lovely." She said hopefully. He shook his head. "I know... well you got what you wanted. I got what I wanted. You need me call me. Only I prefer to kill them when I'm done you know. That's the whole point of a hired assassin my love." She turned to sit on the desk and he ran his hand through her hair.
"I would have let you kill him but I needed those sensory read outs to be sex not death thrills." He said pulling the neural datachip and then kissing her lips. "I have one more job for you after this. You'll like it: our employer has asked you to fuck a roller." His lips hovered close to hers. "You get to play again."
"Is he a hit?" She said moving closer and sighed disappointed as he moved away.
"I have no idea." He said gently. "She said she hasn't decided. I hope not. He could be a useful contact and I don't like to kill."
"You're too stuck in your net-based world. I'm here, wet and willing to please but you'd rather let a machine turn you on."
"That is my job." He said to her and passed her clothes to her. He closed the door behind her and she slipped back in to her clothes. She opened the door and called to Teryl who was on the phone finishing the money transfer check.
"Hey you want to go out for a drink?" She said putting her hair up. "We could go to a hotel from there right?"
"Sure." He laughed and snapped the phone shut. He made a note to ensure she slept before he did and then smirked. Who was he kidding? Neither of them were planning to sleep.
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