Me talking, I regret this very deeply. I was VERY drunk when I wrote this and yeah, I have a habit of writing fanfiction when I'm drunk and since I'm in college expect more mofo. I am super existed for Watch_dogs 2.
"and. There. You. Go" Wrench said as he hit the enter.
"thanks man" she said as she spun on the chair. "I don't have a clue why you lot picked me up. I suck at this fucking crap"
"well, you know" he gestures towards her breasts and then to the rest of her body.
"well thank you, I love being a honey pot" she holds up a middle finger. "see I should have started an Instagram account and be rolling in it". She stood up and sat on a cheap fold out bed.
"yeah but that's show the company's stalks you and brain wash you" Wrench flopped down next to her.
She rests her hand on his knee. "if it was not for dedsec I would call you crazy."
"call me crazy now but I smell... "he waved his hands under his nose "...I smell the sexual tension"
"ha ha, don't get a head of you self but it has been a boring week so.." she says.
He begins to undo his belt "let's get down to the nitty gritty then"
"all right sure. Right now?" She lifts her top off. She's trying to be quick but not to show her lust for him.
Wrench pulls his vest off and dumps it over the computer. "what? Can never be too careful" he pulls down his pants revealing a tacky pair of underwear.
She kicks off her high heels and pulls down her skirt, kicking it off into the corner of the room. She looks up, wrench is still wearing his mask but she can see his hair. It's a dirty bloody and its long, it reminded her of an 80s boy band.
She kept her eyes down as she unclasps her bra. She dumped on the arm of the chair and slide off the underwear.
The two looked at each other. Alex was nude but Wrench kept his T shirt on and his mask. Alex sits on top of him, look him in his eyes.
"your privacy is that important to you?" she asks at this lack of trust.
"are we going to do this or not?" Wrench run his hands down the Alex's body.
Alex put her hands on his shoulders "yeah of cause"
He slides his dick into her. He begins to lightly thrust into her, forcing her to do the works. She moves a hand to the back of the sofa and begins to slowly moving herself up and show his shaft. Starting slow she build up speed. She had never done anything like this, let allowed fucking a nut case.
Alex move her head towards his shoulder. She rests her earing against his neck and hoped the friction could draw some blood or at least some skin cells.
She could hear Wrench painting and moaning though his mask. Wrench digs his nails into her back, as his moaning calmed down, she could tell he was edging. She begins to moan louder faking orgasm.
One she knew he was finished, she stepped off him and walked to the bathroom. It is a small bedsit with two rooms bed room/living room and one bathroom.
She walked in and locked the door. She pulls out several bags used for DNA, she uses a swab and swabs her ear. She checks the swap for blood and there's very little. "fuck" she mutters under her breath. "at least I know he's human". She puts the swab in it case and move on to the white liquid dripping out her. She gets a small container and scups it in.
"fuck that went to fucking shit" she slumped down on the toilet. "I fucked up real bad" the original plan was to drug him, get DNA, get a few photos and kick him out all without him knowing.