The Moans

The moment Kingsley was at the back of the bakery, he heard the bell of the door. He knew someone had entered the shop. He had to act fast. He knew he must not die. He had to live. He had to find the love of his life. He had to get rid of his mortal enemy. He had to live for his people.

He tilted his head to look from behind a wall that safely had him hidden from everyone and saw two men dressed in black suits waving their guns all around, looking for him. Kingsley had to think of something fast. He was hurt; he could not run long distances. He had to stay put in the bakery, but he needed the goons gone. And the only help he could get was from the woman standing before him.

He looked in all directions and saw the bathroom sign. He started pushing the brunette towards the bathroom, but she kept fighting with him.

“Hmmm… hmmm,” her voice escaped, but thank god, it was muffled.

Kingsley had this strict rule: never work in the drug business or prostitution, but arms deals, extortion, and killing were fair game. The most important rule that he followed was to never hurt innocent people. And the woman standing before him was innocent. But in order to protect himself, he would have to threaten her. Her noises could attract the goons, and he could lose his life. He didn’t want that to happen.

He moved her inside the men’s bathroom and locked the door. He pushed her against the wall but kept his hand over her mouth, not giving her even an inch to shout. She started hitting his face, trying to get away, when Kingsley took out his gun and pointed it at her waist. The noises died down. She widened her eyes and looked at Kingsley in fear.

“Good! Good! Now you understand! Don’t make another… sou…” Kingsley was all snappy and menacing while giving her instructions, but he made the mistake of looking in her eyes. he immediately lost his voice. He didn’t even remember the words he was going to say. He just kept looking into her brown eyes with a wide mouth.

“I am telling you, I heard it!” a loud voice came from out of the bathroom. That brought Kingsley back to his senses. The woman wanted to shout, but the barrel of the gun pointed at her waist kept her quiet.

“On second thought, make some noises,” said Kingsley and removed his hand from her mouth. Without waiting for her permission, he snatched the hairnet out of her hair and pocketed it.

The woman tried to open her mouth, but Kingsley pressed the gun even deeper in her waist and warned, “No shouting, no shrieking. Moan! Moan for me!”

“W… h… at?” stammered the woman. The moment her lips moved, Kingsley gasped loudly. The woman standing before him was pulling at his heartstrings, and every single movement of her lips, every gulp on her throat, every movement of her eyelids was making his heart race. There was something about that woman that felt familiar.

Kingsley grabbed her neck and pressed her even more into the wall. “Just moans! Nothing else! If you won’t moan, I will first kill you and then kill every man and woman who will walk inside this shop, is that clear?” he gritted his teeth. For a second, he shut his eyes as the loss of blood and the bullet inside his arm was causing him pain.

The brunette gasped when she saw blood dripping from his arm. “You… you… are… bleeding,” she gasped.

“What did I just say? Only moans!” snapped Kingsley.

“I… I… don’t understand! I don’t… know… how!” stammered the woman.

“How does a woman not know how to moan? Are you trying to be cheeky with me?” chided Kingsley, and this time pointed his gun at her forehead. The woman stopped breathing, and tears started streaming down her face. Kingsley felt someone had ripped his heart out the moment he saw the tears. The light in the bathroom made her eyes shine even more, and he saw the gold specks in her eyes.

“Please moan! Just do that, and I won’t hurt you, I promise!” said Kingsley and grabbed the fabric of her skirt.

“What… are you doing?” she cried, and that sound attracted the attention of the goons.

“Help me, please!” said Kingsley, and this time grabbed his arm as the pain was increasing.

“Did you hear that?” asked the goon, and they came running towards the bathroom. The woman’s eyes were widened with shock. Kingsley started lifting her skirt, inserted his hand inside it and placed his gun under it, essentially hiding it from everyone’s eyes. But the gun was now pointed at her bare stomach.

“Just moan!” ordered Kingsley and placed his mouth on her neck, enclosing her whole body with his large stature.

“Fuck! This is locked!” shouted the goon. Kingsley was not ready for what came next. In one move, the two goons had broken the door, and the scene before them was a shocking one.

A woman and a man were entangled with each other. The woman’s skirt was all the way up, and the man was busy eating her neck out. The woman had her eyes closed, and her fingers were buried in the man’s hair. She kept moaning at the top of her lungs and had her mouth open, basically trying to catch her breath. Her other hand was placed tightly on the man’s arm.

She opened her eyes and looked at the goons and snapped, “what the fuck! Can’t you see we are busy? Get out! Get out! Now!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” shouted the goons and first lowered their eyes. They ran outside haphazardly and tried to close the door, but they had just broken it, and now it was hanging by its hinges.

The moment the goons ran outside, Kingsley lifted his head from her neck and looked at her, “You know how to moan, good to kno…w.” He lost his footing and was about to fall when the woman did her best to grab him and made him lie on the floor.

“You… you are hurt! God! You are losing blood,” cried the woman. She took off her apron and pressed it on the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.

“Your… your eyes… they have gold in them,” stammered Kingsley.

“Please, don’t talk, you are losing blood. Conserve your energy. 911! 911! Let me call 911.”

Kingsley started closing his eyes when the woman cried, “no, no, please stay awake! Please stay awake!”

“Rose!” sighed Kingsley and closed his eyes.

“Wh…at? What did you just say? How do you know my name?”