Warning: Sex; WorickxOC
"I guess you have the right to know," Worick sighed, patting a seat beside him for Alex to take. Recalling a memory of Amelia, Worick explained only what was necessary to Alex.
5 years ago
It had been a few months since Amelia had come to live with the handymen. At first she wasn't exactly happy that Danny was practically making her move out because 'it would be good for her,' but at least she was used to the handymen and knew them better than some other options. She quickly grew accustomed to the flirty blond and stoic tag and seemed to be accepted by them. They even let her help out with some jobs. Fighting made her feel alive again. It was nice to have a purpose.
She had learned a lot about the handymen, too. She knew Worick got around but she didn't realize he was actually a gigolo. It was hard to find something to do on fridays when Worick was with clients.
Today, Worick and Nicolas were out on a job and had decided to let Amelia sleep in for once. When she woke up and found a note on the desk from Worick, she smiled thankfully. Their last job was really tiring and she definitely need the day off. Since she had the house to herself, she figured it was fine to just walk around in what she slept in: an oversized t-shirt and boyshort underwear.
She went down to their understocked kitchen and searched through everything before settling for some cereal and a coffee. She made her way back up the stairs and sat on the couch with her breakfast. It was so quiet without the handymen. Kind of lonely really.
She sighed and picked up a book she had stolen from their packed bookshelf and had been reading in her down time. She read as she ate her cereal, losing track of the time easily.
"Amy?" Worick called with a slight smirk as he came through the door. He definitely saw what she was wearing and found it rather adorable.
Amelia looked up from her book, confused. "I thought you weren't supposed to be back until 2?" She asked confused. She shut her book and stood up, not really noticing or caring that she wasn't wearing much.
Worick chuckled and cocked an eyebrow before pointing to the clock which read 1:37. Amelia blushed and rubbed her arm in embarrassment. She really lost track of time. She hadn't even realized. "Nina's occupying Nicolas for a while so he probably won't be home for a few more hours," Worick explained, walking in further and subtly looking over Amelia's figure.
He always thought she had a nice body. It wasn't too skinny but not too big either. Plus she was fairly younger than what he was used to- his clients being middle aged married women and all. He knew she thought her hips were too wide and her thighs too big but Worick much rathered some meat on a woman's bones. She wasn't super curvy and he knew some men would just find her 'big' but he found her extremely attractive even if she wasn't the 'ideal' shape.
"That means we have time to ourselves~ just the two of us~" Worick purred with a flirty smirk, stepping closer to the woman to make his implication clear.
"You stupid gigolo. You can't win everyone over with those damn lines," Amelia rolled her eyes, hitting him on the shoulder.
"Oh yea? And you just happened to be wearing such a revealing outfit?" Worick purred, moving closer to the woman and gesturing to the t-shirt that fell just below her ass cheeks. It was rather arrousing. "Maybe you're getting a little too comfortable here. Or maybe... you wanted one of us to find you like this?" Worick teased, leaning in close so their faces were only inches apart.
Amelia blushed and looked away, chewing her lip as she tried to think of something to say. "N-no. I just lost track of time... I was planning on changing before you guys came home..." she muttered awkwardly. She really did honestly forget but Worick was making her so flustered. He really was good at this but she expected him to be, with his job and all.
"Really? So you weren't hoping one of us would come home, find you like this, and... want to have some fun~" he whispered huskily into her ear, earning a shiver and no verbal response. He chuckled, reaching out and touching the girls waist playfully.
"Worick..." Amelia let out a shaky breath as he got closer and closer. From this distance, she could smell his sweet cologne sent mixed with the frutiy shampoo he uses on his long locks. "I didn't have that... in mind..." She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what she wanted. Push him off or continue. Indulge in much needed pleasure for one night...
There was a slight purr in Worick's throat, obviously taking her response as a good sign. He leaned in and nibbled at the petite girls ear lobe. "Hm? And if it happens anyway?"
Amelia closed her eyes, breath shaky and unsure of herself. Maybe she needed this... Maybe she wanted this. "I probably... wouldn't say no," she whispered softly, wrapping her arms around the taller males neck and closing the space between their bodies and lips.
Lemon starts now. Don't like? Jump down to when its over.
Worick smirked sexily and tilted the girl's face up to look at him, holding her gaze before leaning in and taking her lips in his own. Their lips instantly reacted to each other, Worick taking her top lip into his mouth and Amelia taking his bottom lip.
Worick's lips were just as soft as they looked. That didn't surprise Amelia. What did surprise her was the taste. She hadn't expected him to taste so good. He smoked so much, she had expected a nasty smoke taste. She couldn't name what he tasted like but it wasn't gross like she thought originally. It was sweet and intoxicating.
Amelia's lips were so soft it took Worick off guard. They were eager yet gentle, tasting of strawberries no doubt from the gum she was constantly chewing. It made him want more of the beautiful taste.
Their heads tilted so their noses didn't get in the way, Worick's lips expertly moving against Amelia's. He easily dominated the kiss, making the woman weak in the knees. She let Worick hold her and kiss her all he wanted, wanting nothing more than for him to just dominate her.
Eager to get the ball rolling, Worick picked the petite woman up, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. Feeling the blond begin to move towards his bedroom, Amelia pulled away from the kiss only to reattach her lips to his neck. She kissed down his skin, licking over a vein in his neck sexily. Worick smirked and carried her into his room, enjoying the feel of her lips on his neck and how eager she was.
Kicking the door shut behind him, Worick entered his room and laid the girl down, crawling on top of her and reconnecting their lips in a heated kiss. His finger tips trailed over her thighs and up her shirt. He could feel her body arch into his touch, continuing up her shirt to carress her waist.
"Off... take it off," Amelia gasped softly between kisses, wanting to feel their skin together finally. She put her arms up and let Worick pull off the oversized shirt, leaving her in only the boyshort underwear.
She saw the look in his eyes as he looked over her body. His eyes lingered on her torso, obviously a little surprised by all the scars. He knew about them but he had never trully seen them up close like this. It made anger course through him at the mere thought of anyone believing they could possibly hurt Amelia like this. However, he quickly pushed the thought away, not wanting to ruin the mood. He tried not to stare any longer, leaning down and kissing her neck before he had the chance to mess up and ask questions he already knew answers too.
Amelia bit her lip and ran her fingers through Worick's hair. She was glad he didn't ruin the moment by saying anything about the scars. She just wanted to lose herself in this for a while. She tilted her neck, letting the blond kiss and suck along the tender skin. She felt his lips trail down to her collarbone, letting out a soft moan.
"Mm." Her fingers gripped a handful of blond hair enough to encourage him to continue but not enough to hurt.
Worick looked up at the girl with a smirk, one hand traveling down her skin, feeling every burn scar and old cut. It soon reached her hips, brushing over them and towards her middle. He reached between her legs and smirked as he watched her first reaction of being touched by an expert.
"Ah~!" She gasped, toes curling as fingers rubbed between her legs, lighting a fire in her core. Her breathing became laboured as Worick worked his magic fingers.
He started to pull at her underwear before she stopped him. "You, too," she whispered breathily, tugging at his shirt as if asking for him to take it off. He simply chuckled and leaned back, pulling off his shirt and pants so they were 'even'. Then he hooked a finger in her underwear as if asking if he could continue now.
Amelia nodded eagerly, rising her hips slightly so he could easily slip off the remaining clothing. As Worick did so, he kissed along her torso, down over her scars. He replaced the underwear that was hugging her womanhood with his own open mouth, earning a loud moan.
"F-fuck~" she moaned, still gripping his hair as he sucked and flicked his tongue in all the right ways. She couldn't help but raise her hips, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried not to moan too loudly. She covered her mouth with the back of her hand, muffled moans escaping her lips. Her toes curled as the knot in her stomach grew.
She didn't blame his clients for paying such high prices. It was worth it so far. He was way too good at this. She could feel her muscles contracting on their own as the pleasure increased. Her breathing was laboured and her skin was starting to glisten with sweat. He was so ravenous and definitely didn't waste time. If she had feelings for Worick, she may have been upset that he wasn't going slower and being gentler. However this was just fucking and he was doing all the right things for that.
"Worick~ I-" Amelia bit her lip as she felt the knot in her stomach grow and grow with each intruding finger and wet tongue movement. Then suddenly-
Worick pulled away before she could finish, earning a whimper from the small girl. He smirked and came up to kiss her, giving her a taste of herself as he pulled off his boxers. As they kissed lustfully, he reached over to the side table, fumbling to open it and pull out a condom. Once he got a firm grip, he leaned back and opened the package with his teeth.
He rolled it on and looked down at the girl. She was panting and staring up at him with pure lust in her eyes. He smirked and grabbed her thigh with one hand, raising her leg and setting it on his shoulder. Pushing the other leg to the side and opening her up to him, he smirked, watching the blush on her face grow as she realized just how much of her he could see.
He lined up with her entrance and leaned down slightly, slowly pushing inside her walls. He grunted at the tightness, waiting a moment to let her adjust. He watched the changes in her face as he entered, as he stretched her, and as she adjusted.
"Nng... mm~ you can go..." she whispered after a moment or two. This wasn't her first rodeo and she wasn't about to drag it out longer than it needed to be. Scared to talk to loud and end up moaning emabrrassedly, she chose to stop talking all together. She clutched the sheets below her in her fists, knuckles going white as he began moving. She gasped and moaned as he thrusted, sending pleasure up her spine.
"Amy, you're so cute. Let out that cute little voice of yours~" Worick cooed teasingly in her ear, moving his hips in rhythmic movements. He made sure he wasn't doing anything she didn't like but otherwise he didn't hold back.
The sexual tension between the two had been building since Amelia had moved in, maybe even before then. Now it was all coming out at once. They were both taking full advantage of the pleasure while it lasted. While they both didn't dare pull away at this moment, they knew when it was over that nothing would happen. This was lust. Not love.
He continued the movement, speeding up and delving deeper into the woman's core. He grunted as they continued the passionate sex, bodies melting together as moans filled the air. They both could feel their climax growing in the pits of their stomach, muscles tensing up as they got closer.
"Haa~ aah~ Worick... I'm so close," Amelia let out a breathy moan as she clawed at the others back, trying to hold on a little longer.
"I know... Me, too..." Worick grunted as he pressed their bodies together, her chest rising and falling against his own. After a few more thrusts, he felt her walls contract around him, grunting at the feeling and watching her face contort in pure pleasure.
"Ah~!" She yelled out in pleasure, every muscle in her body tensing up as euphoria washed over her. She rode out her climax, panting and moaning softly as the high lingered.
Worick continued to thrust until he couldn't take it any more. He grunted as he released into the condom. They both stayed in that position for a good minute, riding out their highs until they were done. Worick pulled out, tied up the condom, and threw it in the garbage before laying beside the girl. They panted, trying to catch their breath and relax from the stimulation.
End of Lemon.
"Better than expected, Amy~" Worick smirked as he propped himself up on his elbow and looked at the naked woman beside him.
Amelia wrapped herself in the covers and frowned. "Yea, just what every girl want's to hear after sex," she scoffed and rolled her eyes.
Worick chuckled and sighed. "It was good, that's what I'm saying. I've been wanting to do that for a while," he smirked. "But..."
"It was just sex. I know," she smiled reassuringly. She never expected more than sex from Worick. She wasn't even sure she ever wanted more than sex from Worick. After her last relationship... just sex was what she wanted.
"That doesn't mean I wouldn't mind it happening again. Just sex," Worick replied simply. He laid there for a moment before getting out of the bed. He found his discarded clothing and continued to get dressed. "If you want to sleep, go ahead. Nic should be home soon but there's no reason for you to get up if you're tired."
Amelia smiled softly and nodded. "Thanks. I'll take a shower and then come back to sleep," she explained, getting up and throwing her oversized shirt back on. "It was fun. I look forward to next time," she gave a sexy smile, patting the male's chest and exiting the sex-scented room to take a shower.
After that day, the two acted out those same events a handful of times over the course of the 2 years Amelia stayed with them. Every time it was the same. Sex. Pure sex.
"We didn't really have a relationship. We just had fun every now and then," the blond explained simply to the ex-prostitute. He didn't go into detail with her obviously, but he definitly remembered everything vividly thanks to his brain.
"You never... wanted more than just... sex?" Alex treaded lightly on the subject, not wanting to bring up too many old emotions.
"No. That's what was so great about it. Even if commitment was an option with my job, I knew Amy wasn't right for me. And she had the same feelings. We agreed to just have fun and when it started not to be fun anymore we would quit," he shrugged.
"...And Nicolas? Was that the same?" Alex asked but quickly realized her answer.
"Not exactly." Worick muttered before opening his mouth to jump into a different story.
Yea so theres Amelia's past with Worick just so you all can see what their relationship was like and what not. Hopefully this clears up anything from past chapters. Yea sexy fun times with Worick and Amelia. Also, just so everyone understands, it didn't just 'suddenly happen'. I did mention that they had sexual tension before hand. I know a lot of people don't like when OC's are 'suddenly' the characters interest. It wasn't sudden. I'm doing my best to avoid making Amelia a mary sue because I understand how annoying they are.
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February 13, 2016
