It was so fucking frustrating. Akivya wasn't really sure if there were words for the situation- everything that came to mind seemed too shallow to even describe his feelings as he stared into the unappreciated glass. There were smears everywhere. As much as he'd tried to clean it, running around with sponges and rags and windex, they just weren't coming off.
He was more than ready to just draw a heart on it in sharpie and walk away; it's not like he ever really used the thing anyway. Not as much as he used… well, everything else. And Keon could shut up about the pink curtains he'd decided to decorate all the rooms with- they were cute. And besides, it was almost New Years. Everyone could use a bit of cheer. That meant color.
The Janitor barely had time to take a breath before he finally peeled the latex gloves off his hands and collapsed on the bed. The stress was nearly overwhelming… I've got to change that. Maybe… maybe I can ask Keon… I'm sure he'd love some… activity. Especially if that Botox is working the way it should be-
His thoughts were cut off by the door swinging open, rattling on it's hinges as it's slammed in with a surprising amount of force. Akivya shot up with a shout of surprise, almost recoiling when he saw Gioia. "What are you doing? I'm… I'm not even wearing clothes, bunbun. Just… just wait a minute, sugarmuffin… wait… is this because of the curtains?"
Gioia only gave him an overdramatic sigh, throwing herself into the janitor's bed, and didn't bother giving a glance to the younger man. She didn't really know why exactly she chose Akivya to go to after being ignored by Carmine for what felt like the millionth time this week, but she didn't really regret it.
"Aki," she did her best to draw out his name. "Why are men so cruel? They're so quick to grab and obsess over the nearest woman their dick points to, but lose interest so quickly. It almost feels intentional, breaks my heart."
Gioia wiped a fake tear from her eye, letting her voice drop sharply with the last sentence to show how desperate and upset she was over it. Honestly, she berated herself for being so surprised when her Carmine began acting like this. She was a consort and she knew first hand about what happens when a boy falls for a girl. She really couldn't count the the number of boys who've proclaimed their love for her only to lose interest and eye up the next skirt that caught their eye. Boys were predictable, men weren't supposed to be. They were supposed to be devoted to one person and one person only- forever.
But Carmine didn't get this memo apparently. No, he chose to ignore her and play around with some bipolar little boy that only furthered his flame for him and kissed his ass. That was fine with her, she couldn't give less of a shit about it even if she tried. If he had his playtoys, she was entitled to her own
Akivya would never turn her down or ignore her.
Admittedly, the janitor's first reaction was to let out a sharp half-shriek when the woman flopped down on his bed, rolling over and looking up at him with her startlingly dark eyes. Do you even know how much time I spent making that bed? You- you just-
Nonetheless, he managed to cut himself off mid-thought, attempting to pay attention to whatever the consort was saying… something about men being cruel, blah, blah, getinfuckingline. Not that he was going to say that, per se, just… he needed to find the right words. He wasn't entirely sure whether he should take Gioia's visit as an insult to his masculinity or not… Like… "I… um… d-dearheart, I mean… I am a man, you know."
The look she throws him only furthers to dampen his mood as he gives a long sigh. "Okay, okay… I mean, yes, I get where you're coming from. Some men like to just lust over some hot piece of ass they'll never have instead of the person they should be binding themselves to! I mean… love isn't fantasy, right? Surely somebody has to understand that… although, to be fair, I prefer sex to romance, my darling Gioia. It's so much more fun to just beg and thrust myself onto some guy's dick instead of worrying about whether or not he has feelings for me."
Akivya sucks in another breath, rolling onto his stomach so he could meet eyes with the woman properly, trying not to take note of just how tight that shirt was… he'd never preferred women, but he couldn't help admitting that Gioia was a hot mess that he wanted to clean up. (Maybe he should pretend he never had that thought; to be fair, the puns got a bit old at times.)
"That still begs the question, honey bunny… why did you choose to come here? I mean, there's Vita, there's Jaina, there's- a lot of people. You could probably have brought it up with your bunbun, right? I mean… little old me… what can I do for you?"
Gioia moaned annoyed, stretching out on his bed. "Carmines.. my darling Carmine is runnin' around with the mafioso-" she spit his name out like it gave her a bad taste in her mouth. Crinkling her nose, she gave another sigh. "It's disgusting, really. They're just.. I can't even explain how gross they are together; like homos sucking each other off constantly. I don't understand it.. Carmine has me to please him, and I'm willing to suck him off and do whatever he wants, but he prefers to have some.. some fucking child to do that."
It felt almost natural to hate him, it felt right at least. Constantly chasing her fiancée around like a schoolgirl with a crush, lapping up his every word and sucking up to him.. it was so annoying, never being able to talk to him without the mafioso listening in on them. Julian acted like a child, constantly crying and throwing tantrums that only fortified her way of thinking. It only pissed her off more when she was trying to talk about very personal things with him, only to find Julian hiding and listening to them with way too much attention and interest.
"And besides," she giggled into her hands, giving him a wink. "I'm not gay.. if I can help it. I'd rather not fuck any of them right now.. I want someone," she pulled herself closer to him, puffing up her chest and attempting to show more than what was really able to be seen in her tight shirt. "With some.. special equipment to fuck me with."
"That's cute… you think I want to fuck you," Akivya said, resting his chin on the palm of his hand as he stared at the consort, widening his eyes. "But what's in it for me, babycakes? I'm sure you know that I'm more into… rough. Stuff little girls shouldn't be playing around with… although you're just a naughty thing, betraying our precious Godfather like this…"
He sighs, turning over onto his back again and glancing up at the cracked ceiling. "I suppose I should tell you that it's downright sexy." The janitor dragged in a breath, sliding a hand along his ribcage and down to his pelvis, trailing thin fingers over his bony hips, trying to ignore how dumb it must look with all the thigh hickies. "I don't know how to respond, my dear consort… but I suppose 'take what you want' will suffice. Unlike you, I don't charge." he added a small, barely notable wink to that, focusing on the position the woman had settled into.
"Gioia…" he murmured softly. "You have such a lovely chest… mm… do you want me to touch it? Do you want me to trail my tongue along those rich curves and suck? I want you… I want you to push yourself against me… I want you to cum on my face, when we get down to it… what do you want, my little kitten?"
"It's not betrayal if he did it first," she pushed herself over to him, hovering over his still body. "Besides, a girl has to have a little fun.. I want it so much too- I miss being touched by other men, it was so nice hearing them crave me and my body. But Carmine is so mean to me.. he want me with other men anymore: but Carmine won't touch me. No, no. That's saved for his darling little mafioso."
She never got what she wanted anymore- no matter how she tried. Even if she stripped down to the sexist of bras and panties, Carmine only ever shoved her away and said he had work. He'd rather touch himself than touch her. Gioia never felt more insulted than she did with him half the time really. They used to be so perfect together, the constant fucking and touching and kissing… people have had to get the jaws of life to separate them when they were together- but now. They haven't touched each other in months and she couldn't tell someone when the last time they fucked was.
"It's not fair, really," she gave another annoyed sigh, repositioning herself so that she was cradling his crotch and played with the hem of his underwear. Oddly enough they were woman's. Wasn't the first she had seen a man wear something like this, fuck, she's had guys ask to keep her's. People have their weird fetishes and sometimes it pays to work with them rather than exclude them. "You wouldn't keep me waiting and wanting for so long would you, Aki?"
Her hands slip into his pants and she manages to slip his cock out. She caresses it slightly with her fingers, slowly getting into a pace as she continued. "I hate all the silly games he plays with me, actin' as if we weren't gettin' married so soon.. he has to keep me satisfied, just like I'd be willing to do for him. All I really want him to do is fucking me in the ass sometimes, he used to like doing that.. but he's so boring anymore. Only wanting to kiss and to lay down together. If that even most of the time. It's like he's trying to deprive me out of one of my basic human rights.."
Her eyes met back up with the janitor, before giving him a light smile and leaning in close enough to whisper, "But.. enough about my- our darling godfather.. I'm sure you get tired of hearing about him too.. tell me, Aki.. what's it that you want to do?" she pressed her lips against the side of his cheek, tapping her sharp nails against the side of neck. "I just want to be touched, like I deserve.."
"Well I just want to be touched," the janitor responds, almost cringing the moment nails dig into the bruised-up flesh of his neck, shifting until his hardening cock is pressed against the inside of the consort's thigh, her skin impossibly warm and flawless as she finally lets go enough to trail fingers against his hip, the flesh practically trembling wherever she touches it.
"Gi-Gioia… fuck… nn, I want you to mark me, wanna feel your teeth on my neck… imagine how hot it's gonna be with my cock inside you… pushing up into your t-tight heat… ugh, I need you to… please, Gioia… I want you to humiliate me."
He barely had time to reflect on what he was saying- how desperate it came across, just how insanely needy he was… somehow so much worse than Gioia despite how frequently his incursions were. Still, it's enough that when she pushes her hips down against his, he can't keep a shallow moan from leaving his lips, followed by a sharp intake of breath as he felt the nails move from his neck down his chest.
"F-fuck… Gioia… mistress," Akivya hisses, all but quivering when he finally feels her hand take hold of him again as she pushes herself forward, breasts practically smothering his face as he struggles to place his hands around her hips...
She's always enjoyed topping. If it was because she craved being a leader or it was because she really liked hearing them moan her name, mistress, or what, it was still a huge turn on for her. Carmine never let her top of him, always overpowering her until she was back laying against the blankets or demanding she get off and- the memories of him just plain out ignoring her whines to just let her for once top just piss her off even more. For once, she's glad she that she decided to run to someone else to satisfy her needs instead of having to do it herself.
Once she's sure her breast are firmly in his face, and she's pressing against his hips and thrusting, she cups his face with one hand and uses the other to move her breast near his mouth. It feels like an eternity before he realizes what she wants him to do, but once he does, and his lips sucking on the sensitive part of her breast, she can't help but moan his name and place his remaining hand on her breast.
"Do you like that?" her breathing gets faster as she moans it out, quickening her pace and thinking of how perfect this scene almost looks. Gioia could barely control herself as she thought of all of the possibilities of what they'd do tonight. She was curious about how the janitor wanted to be humiliated by.. toys, verbal words, roleplaying, spanking..? The choices were really endless, and all of there just turned her on much more.
He let out a low hum as his lips wrapped around one of the consort's nipples, tongue toying the dark bud until he could feel it hardening, one hand slipping beneath her shirt, toying with the hem before pulling it up to expose her chest. She was so petite, fine bone structure and a body like a model, practically… it was almost surreal to see her like this, let alone with him.
He can't help thinking of what she's going to do to him… call him names, smack him, turn him on his stomach and go to town on his ass until he can hardly think straight, dig teeth into his neck until he bleeds…? The ideas only cause him to inhale again, far too excited to get his thoughts out of the way. He drops his hand from her breast, lowering it until it can slip past the waistband of her skirt and brush against the soft skin of her abdomen.
"You're so soft, baby… mm… tell me, sweetcheeks, what are we gonna do? I'm sure you've got ideas in that pretty little head of yours that would make a man like our beloved Godfather cringe." Akivya smiled, pulling his hands away and letting them drop uselessly at his sides. "You have no idea how much I've n-needed this, Gioia… nnhn… I'm always so desperate, so unbelievably horny. You can't even imagine how difficult it is to- to… fuck-" he barely managed to hiss out a curse as her hands began to slide the underwear off of his thighs and down past his knees.
Almost immediately, he was arching forward and bucking his hips up against hers, fingers curling in the sheets of what had been a perfectly made bed as he hissed, "Toys are in the chest under the bed. Anything you can possibly imagine, cutie pie. P-please… nn, I want to be filled, want to fill you-"
"What a gentleman.." she rolls her eyes, letting her hand drop and caress his abdomen. She smiled at him, gentle and lascivious, laying down on her side before lunging off the bed. It takes a moment before she finds a rather large chest- she almost giggles like a child when she does find it-and almost pouts with annoyance with how much toys and lubrication she manages to find in it. "Carmine made me throw away all mine," she wraps her finger around one of them. "He said only bad girls had them, he's so mean.. he wouldn't even let me touch him with a vibrator.."
"What to use, what to use.." she taps her lips with her finger, humming lightly to herself as she took several long moments to pick the first one she wanted to use. Once she did, she gave another smile at him, licking her lips to let him know how happy she was with her choice. Moving back up onto the bed, she strokes the man's leg. Gioia kisses the inner part of his thigh, ignoring his cock in favour of teasing him. She fingers several small scratches on his knee, moving her lips up and down thigh and leg.
"Aki, turn over.." she finally manages out, pressing a quick kiss on his chest before moving back from him. It felt wrong to continue teasing him- he clearly wanted her to just fuck him.. but, she was so sexually frustrated and.. and just wanted to show how bored and annoyed she was.. surely teasing someone who wanted to fuck and play just as much as she wanted to was okay? If not, she was fully prepared to go down on him.
She played with the strap-on her hand, clearly getting annoyed with how long he was making her wait before she could really get ready to fuck him.
He wasn't sure whether he should keep teasing her for the simple fact that the consort was teasing him, or if he should just turn over for her. He settled for simply pushing one leg to the side, spreading them ever so slightly as he looked up at her with a sultry smile. "Are we getting frustrated, honeybun?" He asked, somewhat tauntingly, as he brushes his leg against her slightly spread thighs, waiting for her to say something…
Eventually, Akivya just rolled his eyes, unamused by the look Gioia was giving him as he turned over onto his stomach every so slowly, spreading his legs as far as he thought he could, one hand tangling fingers into the sheets as he felt her move closer to him.
But God, she was so fucking warm, pressed up against his back so closely he felt almost insanely turned on already… he almost wanted to turn his head, grab her and force her to stare at him, prefers to be looked at during sex more than anything… but instead he just hums thoughtfully, licking his lips. "Gioia~" the janitor hummed. "Ah- I'm… I'm so hard… p-please, just need you to take me, fuck me and make me into a goddamn mess… I'm so filthy- Gioia, please…"
"Fuck, you're almost worse than me.." she lays her head on his shoulder for a moment, kissing and biting at his skin while she attempts to position herself inside of him. "And here I thought I was the easiest person here to get out of their panties… clearly I should've thought of men wearing women's panties.."
She grabbed his ass, finally managing to insert a small bit into him- she can't imagine how comfortable he must be really, or if he is at all. She'd wanted to fuck with him, but she almost regretted it now. He was being so nice, so considerate.. a little bit whorish and easy, but still, he had a nice ass and he seemed willing to let her do all her dirty little fetishes to him.. perhaps she'd give him some special leway.
"You're too tight," she almost laughs again. Looking back into the chest, she quickly polishes herself off. Really, Gioia wondered how often the younger mafiaman does this thing.. fucking other members. Often, maybe.. Vita and Keon, maybe? Vita certainly was a filthy whore..she hit on her, and Carmine, and well, everyone.. twenty four seven.. Keon was a just a horny little bastard that tried to overcompensate. It annoyed her greatly, but.. well, she had some options to fuck if Akivya wasn't here and Carmine was still being an asshole.
She pressed her lips against his ears again, tenderly letting herself melt into his back as she pressed herself into his asshole. "Tell me.. tell me when you want me to stop.."
He wondered briefly if he should even respond- the only things that he was able to push past his lips were soft moans, pleasured whimpers that he couldn't prevent, not even when he sunk teeth into his lower lip as an attempt to keep quiet… to be fair, he hadn't been expecting her to fucking peg him, but it was so good- to be stretched open and pushed into and bared for anyone to see…
He wonders if that's a weird thought; if wanting to be so utterly exhibitionistic was uncommon; still, he can't even count the number of places he'd enjoy fucking at- a park, a phone booth, a theater… there were so many good ideas.
Akivya can't help from tensing up as he feels her press in just a little further- gritting teeth, he barely manages to hiss out, "G-Gioia- I-I need… agh… f-fuck… p-please." That's all he can force out, biting back another moan that comes out as more of an unsteady groan before she's pulling back and he fucking shrieks as the strap-on is forced into him, his body arching forward in an attempt to move himself, only leading to a further ache in his body that makes him want to cry out in pain…
The consort's leveled herself above him, so entirely hot that he's surprised she's actually here with him, fucking him and driving him so goddamn insane that he doesn't even want to speak. Still, it's not enough to keep him from stammering out "Y-yeah, like that- fuck! Gioia… I-I… so thick, sweetheart, oh God, I need- nn, want to… I need it harder, mistress, I can't t-take- yes, yes… fuck me, fuck me until I forget how to say anything but your name, please, Gioia, please-!"
Gioia can barely stop herself from biting down onto his neck, sinking her teeth in until she can taste copper and the janitor is groaning for her to keep going, "fuck yes". Maybe a bit too personal, but it's perfectly okay for right then and she can't help but wonder if the janitor is enjoying it more than her. She wonders if the Godfather would be into this, but.. she doesn't think he would be.
She slides her fingers down her torso, in between her legs and moaned Akivya's name in between sighs of pleasure as she tried to keep her steady pace, but found it almost impossible to do. Akivya's body pushed against hers, unsteady and too quick for her to manage. "Aki-Aki-" she tries to scold him, but only manages to get his name out and is forced to swallow everything down because of one good thrust from the janitor.
The consort reached around his waist, gripping onto his cock and began stroking him off. The thought of someone coming in, seeing them both barely dressed and her pegging him… it made her feel so fucking hot; she wanted the Godfather to burst open the door, to see them fucking each other, to get jealous or angry. Something.
"Nnh- G-Gioia…" the janitor managed to spit out from between heavy breaths, long gutteral moans that burst from his throat like music… she was so good, thrusting herself into him, so close to where he needed it and yet so far off as he shifted and tried to arch back against her body. He fumbled to grab hold of her, fingers eventually teasing the bare skin of the consort's thigh as he thrusted backwards, angling his legs even further open.
Since when had he been so into this? Well, to be fair, Akivya didn't know if there was anything he wasn't into, biting down on his lip as she took hold of his length again, thumbing the head that was smeared with precum and only succeeding to make him even harder. He didn't know what he wanted more- to push inside her, make her feel every thrust and every inch of him- or to stay like this, with Gioia inside him, so hard and willing to-
"Fuck, m-mistress!" the exclamation slipped free when she thudded straight into the man's g-spot, his entire vision going blankly white for a second as he moaned and tried to push himself back against her, all but squirming in the current position… "Please, mistress, I-I've been so dirty… I can't… can't handle myself, need you to p-put me in my place, Gioia, ugh- I… mmph, I'm such a s-slut…"
He's barely concerned by the pitch his voice has risen to, instead opting to shift and writhe against the mattress, sweat sliding in rivulets from his forehead as he bucked and gasped and stammered out stupid words that he wasn't even sure made sense- it… it wasn't enough. He needed to be destroyed, needed to be humiliated, needed to beg and scream and plead like the disgusting little whore he was- Gioia didn't see it, of course… she was so blind-
He lets out a sharp yell when the dildo thuds into his prostate again, tensing up as his walls tightened around her, practically preventing much movement at all. Akivya doesn't bother acknowledging the whimpers or the short "aah-" that escape his throat at the position, taking it so fucking deep he was almost pleased with himself… he felt her hand fist in his hair, tugging it up until his neck was only further exposed, until he could let his mouth fall open as he hissed out, "M-mistress… you're being so- nngh, so good to me… I'm so… filthy, I don't d-deserve to be treated well… you're so gorgeous, so… s-strong, mistress, I… aah, I'm j-just a slutty little bitch that doesn't deserve to t-touch you…"
Gioia was barely able to pull herself out of him, slowly and trying to apologize with light kisses, nipping at his neck and sucking on whatever scrap of skin he has that isn't bruised with bitemarks. "Ahh-," she's having a hard time controlling herself before she finally manages to make out what she's trying to say- "F-fuck, Aki.. I-if someone told me about how much of a whore you were before, h-how easy it would be to get you moaning like a filthy slut… I definitely would've gotten you earlier.."
She pushes him flat against the bed, letting the strapon fall against the ground as she managed to take it off. Her thoughts went back over to Carmine- fuck, fuck, fuck. She had to stop thinking about him- she had to force herself to think of Akivya, even if all she can think about and crave is for Akivya to magically turn into Carmine and him just… fuck her, touch her until she was moaning his name and begging just like he is. But no.. Gioia, ever the pleaser, this was her job… maybe next time she can force Akivya to fuck her like this.. maybe, she hoped.
She leans back until she can feel his cock throbbing against her thigh, light and gentle thrusts from the janitor, her hair is resting on his chest. She lets him kiss her, and moans his name in his mouth and smiles as her hands pull at his hair. After several moments that end with her panting, she positions herself over the man, throwing a leg over his head.
He knows exactly what she wants, her thighs on either side of his head, enough that he can nuzzle his face against her thigh, press lips against the skin at the juncture of hip and leg, so close to where she must need it… Akivya looks up at her, a somewhat cocky smile passing his lips as he whispered, "Mistress, you're so wet," with just the barest hint of inflection as his fingers creep up the back of her leg, just barely teasing the skin. "But who's wetter, Gioia? You or me?" As if to emphasize what he's getting it, his flicks his tongue against the smooth skin, barely teasing it with his teeth.
"Nn, Gioia, you make me so hard, cuddlemuffin… you make me want to moan and gasp and squirm… I… I don't think I can take anymore… need to taste you, baby, want you to fucking squirt on my face-"
Before the thought had even passed the janitor's lips, the consort was pressing herself against his lips, so fucking warm that he was almost surprised, barely leaning up to push his tongue against her opening, looking up at her through half lidded eyes. He grips the back of her leg with one hand, before he's arching forward and forcing his tongue into her, drawing a slick line against her clit before dipping it into her tight heat, almost shaking at the feeling of stickiness around his lips.
"Mmm…" he hums against her, pressing his face in further as he makes a tiny groan of amusement, and words that are something akin to "need more, baby, can't- not enough" as he presses his tongue further into her core, flicking it around the inside of her walls and teasing the sensitive areas that she's so carefully hidden from everyone.
He wonders how jealous Carmine would be if he knew how she was touching him… of how he was touching her. But then again, the ones with the power rarely get everything they want… it was so much better to just give in.
Gioia moaned out his name once again, digging her fingers into his scalp and practically trembling as the boy traced and flicked his tongue around inside of her. "A-Aki," she couldn't even force herself to say the rest of the sentence. Akivya, I'm close, please… faster- yes.It's been way too long since the last time that she felt so hot and close. It's been too long, way too long. Too fucking desperate for just.. one fucking good blow or fuck.
Maybe she's been out of her game for awhile, or maybe it's because Akivya is probably one of the best fucks next to Carmine, but she couldn't help but try to keep extending more and more of her arm and torso until she's half bent and sucking on his cock and he's shivers underneath her. To her, it's probably one of the hottest things she's done in awhile.. One of the best, and she's feeling the ever familiar cold shock going through her back just before she's emptying herself inside of the man's mouth.
Still, she continued sucking and twirling her tongue around his cock- moaning and thrusting her hips slightly so that the janitor's hand is gripping her lower abdomen, fingernails digging into her skin in an attempt to hold her steady.
He couldn't keep from bucking his hips upward into her mouth, a hand steady around the consort's waist as he tries and keep her upright, although the task seemed to only grow more useless with the way her mouth surrounded him, slipping down until his shaft was almost engulfed, entirely too excited by the thought. His nails dug into her side, low moans escaping his mouth as he tried not to let himself get too fucking eager, because when was the last time someone had sucked his dick?
"F-fu- Gioia… I-I can't… fuck… s-stop-" he attempts to say, a sudden red blush covering his cheeks (along with the sticky cum staining his cheeks and lips) as he arches forward, thrusts into the woman's open mouth and releases, white spilling over from his cock- emptied but at the same time not at all.
It only seems to surprise her when she pulls away and he's half hard again, the janitor almost impossibly embarrassed because yeah, that's not something a lot of people know and fuck, I… yeah. Still, when she's turning to face him and matching her dark eyes with his hazel ones, he can't help gasping in again, thighs quivering as he pushes his hips up again, pulling her closer.
Gioia couldn't control her breathing as she slides down his chest until she's again cradling his cock. She attempted to switch positions with him, too tired to continue leading, but only sighs in annoyance once she realized that the janitor absolutely wasn't going to give her an inch. Gentle thrusts continue to pound against her thighs, attempting to arch into her again as she settled herself. The look on his face was almost too perfect not to smile at, seeing him be so embarrassed honestly just turned her on way more than she'd expected it to.
"I can see why you're rated so highly by Keon.." she laughs again, kissing his lips before throwing her head back and letting him grope her breasts. Her thoughts left the room for what seemed to be the thirtieth time just in the last few minutes.. Everything seemed different when she was fucking him- it wasn't like when she fucked a customer, or when she was with Carmine.. it lacked the forced moans.. it lacked the romantic kisses and sweet promises.. but it felt perfect nonetheless.
The sound of the headboard hitting the walls forced her out of her thoughts, reminding her of the rather desperate moans and curses spluttering out of Akivya's lips. It was cute.. how attached she'd grown to the man within.. what, an hour or two? It was stupid though.. if he was a customer and she'd be as attached to him then, she'd end up having to kill herself due to the shame. The only person she promised herself to grow attach to was Carmine.. and even then, she was breaking so many rules..
Rules always saved her, kept her safe from being killed by some obsessed cock. But she was always so fucking careless when it came to not being a consort anymore. If she had any dignity as of right now, she'd be ashamed of herself. She didn't want to be though, not at fucking all. Maybe there was just this little bit of her that just said 'fuck it. everyone else can do whatever the fuck they want to do. so can I" while the other part of her screamed at her to be better at keeping her god damn legs crossed and be more authoritative- more proper.
"Aki- fuck," she moaned his name, noting that the man had quickened the pace faster than she could keep up with. "Fu-fuck, slow down.."
"Nn- G-Gioia, honey bun, I'm sorry- fuck. Fuck!" he cursed, feeling his legs begin to give out, trembling to a degree where he was surprised he could even keep them partway up. His hands smoothed along the consort's thighs, still too shaky for their own good as he threw his head back with a long, gratuitous moan, before he was unloading again, spilling over as he attempted to pull away- only to tense up and release even more.
"Sweetie- I'm s-s- ahh. Fuck me… nngh… don't say anything. It's been awhile… god, you're so soft, bunbun… mmph…" he barely managed to close his mouth as Gioia slipped off of him to lay down on the ruined bedsheets beside him, his hand reaching up to brush long hair behind one ear as he gazed into her eyes with a somewhat mischievous grin. "You're so pretty, Gioia… I can see why Carmine is so taken with you."
He moves closer to her, until he can push his face into the crook of her neck and breathe in. She smells warm, like sugar and cinnamon- perfume, maybe. He raised his eyes to meet hers, letting a low hum pass his lips as he played with the ends of her long hair. "And for the record, snookums, you are not telling anyone about this… especially not about… this. Yes. Okay." he paused. "Can I kiss you, bunbun?"
She only nods as a response, too tired to do anything else. Pulling into his chest, she laid her hand on his chest and leaned in until his breath mixed with hers, tongues embracing as they searched each other's mouths. Sweat and the vile taste of cleaning products was the first thing she noticed once they parted and laid silently next to each other. Gioia's hands found his, sweaty and slightly shaky, but even so, she managed to twirl her fingers around his.
Her body cuddled up to his body, letting one hand wrap around her shoulders and draw her closer to his body. It felt nice, being so close to someone else's body.. different than what she was used to. Carmine never cuddled, he just went to sleep as soon as he came and never bothered to clean up afterwards.. the men never wanted to useless that was primarily what they had asked for- then they pushed her away and left. So when the janitor was kissing the top of her hair, and she was able to hear his breathing from her ear so close to his chest.. she gave him a smile, one reserved for special occasions like this.
He was almost surprised at how cuddly she was- not that it wasn't cute. It totally was, although that was going off record. Though, as much as Akivya like to think of himself as a 'nail and bail' sort of person, there was something about lying here like this, kissing Gioia's head and pulling her up against his chest, something about feeling the warmth of her body pressed against him and being able to hear her breathing, unsteady, exhausted, mingling with his.
"Soooo…" he started, trailing off, giving her a look and a somewhat soft smile before sticking his tongue out at her. "You're gonna help me wash these sheets, aren't you, cutie patootie?"