4. I Don't Want To Fall In Love
The sounds of the city could just barely be heard over her cries of pleasure. Graverobber prided himself on his..darker skills. Killing, fucking, ya know the usual. The latter helped get the former out of his head ordinarily but tonight it was one of his faithfuls who'd crawled into his alley begging for a hit. Don't get him wrong, Sooz wasn't a bad lay by any means, she was one of his favorites and rarely payed for her cure, but today it just wasn't happening for him like it usually did. There was no passion, no art. This saddened him but still, he didn't wanna ruin the poor girl's night. Bad for business.
"Oh G! G-geeeeeee! Come inside G!" He rolled his eyes at the familiar request. It seemed like every scalpel-slut for miles around wanted to have his baby. Understandable since he'd likely pay child-support in the form of Zydrate but, annoying all the same.
Even if he was sure he could he wouldn't. A girl like Sooz most likely had her shit scooped out when she was twelve but then again, there was a more than likely chance that she was playing him. Even if he had a girl, he's not sure he'd risk that. He'd like to find someone someday that he could fucking trust but he'd be damned if it was Sooz or any of the girls he knew for that matter.
He decided to cut the girl a break and give her what she wanted. Stoppping abruptly he reached into his belt to pick out a vial of the murkiest Z he had on stock, Sooz's, and no one else's, preference. He hit her up with practiced care in the space on her dark flesh right above where her pink thigh highs cut off.
"I can't feel...ahh..."
"Say thank you Soozannah." He brushed his knuckles over her sex and she shuddered curling her toes as if this wasn't routine. As if she was special. That's what he did to get them to come back, made them, man and woman alike, feel safe and special like no other guy could ever dream to do.
"Thank you G." She whispered. He smiled and placed a kiss on her thigh leaving a purple stain, lowering her skirt once more.
"Good girl."
He walks away briskly, pulling on his trench-coat, not really caring what becomes of the half-naked girl drugged up in a dumpster, but rather wondering if this is going to be his life forever.
A/N: This was fun to write! In this, Graverobber is about 29 years old and he's established his "business" pretty much. In my AU, he's been doing this since he was 15 and it is only now starting to get to him. His voice is so much different than that of older Grave when he meets Shilo and the events of R!tGO happen. I estimate that when Repo happens, Grave is 37-40 years old. I always see him as being around Shilo's dad's age which is why it's so "wrong" for them to be together. Song is by She Wants Revenge.