Your kisses were desperate, tasting each other to the very last drop. You felt the weight of his entire body press against yours, leaving you captured against the wall. You felt the shape of his erection press against your thigh. You bucked your hips forward, causing him to throw his head back and emit a low moan.

He brought his hand up to your face and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"You have no fucking idea what you do to me."

A coy grin grew on your face as you rocked your hips into his bulge. He moaned again.

"I have a feeling I do."

He smiled wickedly and reached around to grab your hair, yanking it back. Your mouth hung open.

"You do not want to fuck with me, [y/n]."

You glanced into his aggressive eyes, "Actually, that's exactly what I want."

His lips met yours again, his kisses more languid than rough this time. He gripped your hips and guided you back toward the bedroom. Once you were in, he pushed you down onto the bed so that you were lying on your back.

Your eyes watched him as he eagerly moved to unbutton your jeans. He pulled down both your pants and panties and just stared at you with your legs spread. His eyes widened as he smiled at you.

"Oh, fuck yes! God, you're fucking gorgeous down there!"

You felt your cheeks begin to blush again. You attempted to cover your face with your good hand but he grabbed it and kept it away.

"No, don't be embarrassed. Christ… I could stare at you all fucking day."

"Just stare?" you responded, raising an eyebrow.

His eyes looked up at yours as he shook his head slowly, "Oh, baby, I'd do a lot more than stare."

"Like what?" you asked wanting him to just shut up and get on with it already.

You watched him as he licked his lips and lowered his head. You felt the pad of his tongue lick the entire outer area of your pussy. You let out a loud groan, arching your back against the mattress. You covered your mouth with your hand but he reached up and grabbed it away.

"Oh, no, you don't. I want to hear every fucking noise you make. I want your fucking neighbors to be able to hear them too."

And with that, he was tasting you again, his tongue teasing inside of you and curling out. You gripped the sheets below you.

"Holy fuck. You taste so goddamn delicious."

You were writhing underneath him, "Trevor, please stop talking."

"Babe, you gotta know how fucking amazing you taste."

"No, I don't. I gotta come before I explode."

He let out a laugh. You felt the heat of his breath blow against the wetness of your pussy. "Whatever you say, sweetheart."

You felt his tongue harden and shove inside of you, licking your essence from your inner walls. He moved his tongue side to side, up and down, hitting every place he can. He just barely grazed your sweet spot, causing your whole body to jolt.

"Fuck, Trevor. Up, up, up. A little up," you commanded desperately. You ran your fingers through his hair.

He broke contact, shushing you.

"I'm not ready for this to end yet," he answered. He went back to doing what he was doing, teasing you ever-so slightly over and over again. You whimpered in frustration. You needed to come.

Trevor must have sensed your irritation because you felt one of the hands he had wrapped around your thighs move slowly, sliding over your skin toward your pussy. You felt a finger teased the entrance, causing you to fidget. You let out another helpless whimper.

He backed up slightly to speak, "You want more?" His voice was muffled. You felt his lips move against you as he spoke.

You nodded frantically, "Y-yes…"

He laid down a sharp smack on your thigh, causing you to jump, "Talk to me, dammit!"

"Yes, I want more!"

You felt his lips grow into a smile as he immediately started tasting you again. Within that same moment, he slid two fingers inside of you. You moaned in ecstasy as you felt every curve of his digits sink deeper inside of you.

Once he was fully inside, he started pumping, in and out as he continued to go down on you.

Your entire body twisted and turned. You felt him grip your thigh harder, trying to keep you steady. You faintly heard him let out a sly laugh before he finally started hitting your sweet spot with his fingers. You moaned loudly and arched your back further into the mattress.

"You wanna come, princess?" he asked in a voice so low, it was almost like a growl.

You nodded, "P-Please?"

He pressed wet kisses to the outside of your pussy as he continued to thrust his fingers into you.

"Who's your daddy?" he asked.

"You."

He smacked your thigh again, "I said, who is your fucking daddy?"

Desperate tears began to form in your eyes, "You! You, you, you! You're my daddy! Shit…"

"That's what I thought, now come for daddy."

And you did. You felt his fingers vibrate against you as you threw your head back, moaning Trevor's name. The familiar feeling of electricity and warmth flowed through your body, hitting every nerve ending. You pussy pulsated under his touch, convulsing along with the rest of your body. A huge smile formed on your face. You felt all of your limbs shake with pleasure as the tidal wave of your orgasm washed you away.

Trevor stopped moving and just continued to place soft kisses to your pussy as you came down from your high. His hand slowly caressed your thigh, soothing your entire body.

"Shhh…" he planted another kiss, "I gotcha, princess."

Your body relaxed as you worked to steady your breathing again. He slowly removed his fingers and stopped pressing down kisses. He leaned his head against your thigh and just stared at you, mesmerized.

You swallowed hard and cleared your throat, wiping away the sheen of sweat that had formed on your forehead. You glanced down at Trevor between your legs.

"Jesus, Trevor…" you breathed.

"I'm guessing it was good?"

You paused for a moment to continue working on your breathing, "I… Jesus, Trevor…"

He let out a soft laugh and kissed your thigh before moving to lay down beside you. You both locked eyes in silence, smiling at each other.

"You know, I think sex is the leading cure for depression." He stated matter-of-factly. You let out an embarrassing snort and covered your face with your hand before looking up to the ceiling. You sighed deeply, "What?" he asked.

"Nothing. It's just that I had sex with Trevor Philips."

"That you did, sweetheart. That you did." You covered your face again, "What?!" he asked.

"I can't believe you made me call you daddy…" you laughed. He laughed with you.

"You sounded smoking hot saying it, if it makes you feel any better." You rolled your eyes.

"I should have guessed that you were kinky like that."

He moved and positioned himself so that he was leaning on his shoulder. He swiped away a stray piece of hair on your face, "I'm into anything and everything. Just let me know what you like and you got it, babe."

Your eyes met for a moment, "Thanks, Trevor."

"So, what are we? Friends or enemies?"

You looked back toward the ceiling to think.

Could you really be with an unstable criminal? Could you both really just be friends after this? Could you truly love someone even when you can't love yourself? Could this be the biggest mistake of your life? You never really know until you try.

You looked into his eyes again and kissed him hard.

"What do you think?"