Little Red Sweetheart

A Bathroom And A Bastard

*** 18 + (NOTE: From this point forward there will not be any more warnings since this story should already be flagged as 18 +, both in it's official content rating, but also flagged in the description) ***

    Electrifying. That’s the only thought in my mind. This feels electrifying. 

    Our lips are still interlocked, neither one of us moving away. Instead, Shepard pulls me in closer, his hand sliding up my neck and into my hair. A tingle runs up my spine as he twirls my hair with his fingers. I know there must be people watching us, but I don’t care. 

    Being this close to him I breathe in his scent. It’s a mix of incense and rain. It’s irresistible. I want this moment to last forever, the feeling of his lips pushing against mine, his tongue gently working it’s way into my mouth. Just as the intensity seems to reach its climax he leans away gazing at me with those deep blue eyes. I can tell he wants more, just like me. What is this feeling between us?

    His eyes dart to a hallway at the back of the bar. I look over and give a little nod. No words are needed, we both know what we want. He stands up, going over to the bar to pay for our drinks as I slink to the back. I patiently stand by the restrooms, playing with my hair. 

    What the hell am I doing? I never do this kind of thing, am I really about to hook up with a guy I just met?

    I ignore my thoughts, focusing on the warm feeling rushing through my body. My heart’s racing, I almost feel short of breath. Shepard joins me only a few seconds later, and pulls me forcefully into the bathroom. I gasp as he slams me against the wall, placing a flurry of kisses on my neck. I moan softly, the fire from deep inside me burning hotter with each soft touch of his skin against me. I almost feel drunk, despite hardly drinking anything. He stops suddenly and turns around to lock the door. I drag him back to me, sliding my hands beneath his shirt to feel his muscular body. 

    His soft lips slowly work their way down from my face to my neck to my chest. As he continues I feel his hands unbuttoning my jeans, and sliding them off. I step out of them, suddenly feeling a little defenseless, but his gentle pecks along my breast remove the uneasiness. Slowly he rubs his hand against me over my underwear and I gasp breathlessly. 

    “Hush now,” he whispers and gives me a devious smile. “You be quiet or else.”

    I nod my head innocently, trying my best not to make a sound as he continues to drive me crazy. I reach down, placing my hand against the hard bulge in his jeans and begin to stroke it. He chuckles despite himself, pushing himself against me for a moment. Shepard crouches down, and pauses before yanking my panties off.

    “I guess I should’ve known you’d be wearing red ones,” he teases. His hands wrap around my ass, pulling my crouch towards his face. “Hmm, if your ‘little red riding hood’ does that make me the ‘big bad wolf’?”

    I tremble feeling his breath against me, and giggle slightly. “I don’t know, I guess so?”

    “Well then, that must mean I gotta eat you up then?”

    Before I can react I feel his tongue slip into me, and I gasp sharply. My body feels on fire, I can’t control myself. Each tiny move he makes is done with expertise, as if he can read my mind. He grazes my most sensitive parts and I can’t hold back my moan. Shepard’s fingers dig into my skin, pulling my shaking body closer to him.

    He continues to explore every inch of me and before long my legs are shaking so hard I can hardly keep myself standing. My breath is ragged and fast, I feel so close. Shepard takes a slow long lick and rises back to his feet. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and gives me a seductive smirk. 

    “Please… don’t stop…”

    “Oh, don’t you worry Sweetheart, I’m just getting started.”

    I watch breathlessly as he looks down at himself before glancing back up to me. Lazily, he fumbles with his jeans, unzipping them.

    He’s wearing black boxers underneath but I don’t see them for too long before he slips them off allowing himself to pop out. I bite my lip whining impatiently as I stare at him. 

    Damn he looks good. Is it an exaggeration to say he looks exactly like what I want?

    “Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare?” He teases while stroking himself in front of me. “Now, turn around,” 

  I obey, and he shoves me harder against the wall. It feels like ice against my warm cheek as I wait for him to get ready. I wait patiently, hearing him fumbling around for a few moments before his hands wrap around my waist, positioning me. My body shivers as he slides himself between my nethers, toying with me.

    “Rose, you better start begging if you want me to f**k you.” 

    I moan softly, instinctively. I do want him. Right now. I need him to take me here, I don’t care about anything else in the world. 

    “Shepard, I need you in me right now, please,” I beg desperately. 

    I keep begging for him, saying his name over and over, but he continues to toy with me. Just as I start to get annoyed he shoves himself in. I gasp in shock and ecstasy, I can hear him snickering at my reaction. Even with how wet I am and the lube from the condom I almost feel like I’m not ready yet despite knowing I am.

    It’s not long before our bodies are rocking back and forth with each thrust. I’m losing myself in it, losing myself to the pleasure. There’s something so animalistic about this, everything just happened so fast, and I’m enjoying every second of it. 

    I’m losing track of time, my every sense just focused on our bond. I must’ve climaxed several times before Shepard goes rigid. He moans softly, his body shaking. 

    Finally, he pulls out and leans against the wall. I slump down on the ground, still catching my breath. He lets out a little “wooo!” and stretches before removing the condom, tossing it into the trash.

    He ruffles my hair, and pats me on the head. I look up at him. With his shaft still hanging out of his pants, Shepard pulls out a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket and lights it. Looking down at me he cracks an arrogant and satisfied look. I have trouble taking my eyes off him. Noticing this, Shepard laughs.

    “You’re freaking greedy Rose,” He takes a drag of his cigarette, “and a f*****g great time.” 

    He slides himself back into his jeans, blowing out the smoke, which dances in the air around him. Slowly I get to my feet, pulling my panties up and leaning down to get my pants. The bathroom door opens and I snap my head up, eyes wide only to see Shepard leaving.

    “Hey!”

    I start after him, barely having time to pull up and zip my jeans. He’s almost out the door of the bar when I catch up.

    “Where the hell are you going you ass!” I snap furiously. Shepard shrugs, smoking his cigarette. “What you’re just gonna- gonna leave?”

    “I thought you said you were busy?” He says with a s**t eating grin.

    “You’re such a bastard!” I sputter.

    “I know, see you around Sweetheart~”

    And with that damn cocky smile and a little wave, I watch as Shepard shifts. The sickening sound of bones snapping and twisting rings out as a large solid black wolf forms in front of me. The wolf winks before darting out the door and disappearing.

    “Shepard!” I scream, rage bubbling up inside me like lava. I can’t control my anger, I don’t even have words. 

    I hear a small chuckle and cast the bartender a scowl. What did I just do?  My stomach churns and I suddenly regret giving in to that stupid lustful voice in my head. I storm back to the bathroom to grab my satchel. 

    You stupid girl. You should’ve realized this would happen. Of course he was just gonna use you, you dumb slut. 

    My heart drops as the last thought crosses my mind. No, I’m not, I never do this, I don’t even really dream of this. I just… lost control for a moment. Something about that jerk just gets to me. That intoxicating smell, his stupid sweet talking and damn grin. I sigh frustratedly and rush out of the Wildflower. I’m already way late for the delivery, and mad as I am, I just don’t have time for this now. I unlock my bike and start off once again with only one thought in my mind.

    f**k you Shepard Blake.