Addicted
My first REPO! fanfiction! Hopefully I haven't done too badly. Anyway, I'm planning on having this one be a series of character drabbles. First up is Amber Sweet.
Addicted to the Knife
Amber
The words fell from her lips like perfumed flower petals. "I've other ways to pay, Graverobber. Come up and try my new parts." She eyed him enticingly. "Help me break 'em in."
He said nothing, but stared at her, eyes smoldering with lust and loathing. The pain throbbed dully behind her eyes as she spun and walked up the water-stained stairs, hips waving. She heard footsteps behind her and knew that he'd taken the invitation.
The pleasure he gave her was almost enough to drown out the ache. He was good, she had to admit. Every touch of his fingers made her feel nearly as good as a hit of Z. He was silent, but she screamed enough for both of them. It was over far too soon.
He left her mewling on the floor with a blazing glare and two little glass vials. She guessed she'd been satisfactory. The mixture of shame and longing that pierced her after she'd shot up was more than enough to ensure she had the money next time.
