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High Water : part 2
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2026-09-20 15:24:56
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UNHOLY & FORBIDDEN Story 2: Cold Storage
The walk-in freezer door sealed with a heavy metallic thud. Sable’s breath fogged instantly in the sharp air. Temperature sat at a steady twenty-eight degrees. Metal shelving lined both walls, stacked with vacuum-sealed cuts and labeled containers. The overhead fluorescent tube buzzed faintly and threw a flat white light that made every surface look harder. She had followed Rylan inside to pull the last of the dry-aged ribeyes for tomorrow’s service. The rest of the kitchen had already gone dark. Rylan turned from the far shelf and looked at her. Forty-one. Broad through the chest, black chef’s coat still on, sleeves rolled to the elbows, hands red from the cold. For eleven months she had worked under him. For eleven months they had argued over plating, timing, and control. Tonight the argument had ended with him telling her to get in the freezer and close the door. He walked toward her without speaking. The cold made the space feel smaller. When he reached her he took the clipb
UNHOLY & FORBIDDEN High Water : part 3
The water stopped rising just after the red emergency lights flickered for the third time. Rook stood on the upper landing listening to the change. The heavy rush against the stairwell door had eased into a slower, thicker movement. Rain still hammered the grates far above, but the flood in the garage had found its peak. Silas was already at the small landing window, watching the dark current through the reinforced glass. When he turned, the weak red glow cut across the water still dripping from his hair and the open collar of his shirt. He didn’t speak. He crossed the narrow space, backed her against the metal railing, and kissed her with the same open hunger as before, only slower now, as if the knowledge that the water would eventually drop had made every remaining minute more deliberate. His hands shoved her shirt the rest of the way off. It joined the rest of their discarded clothes on the wet concrete. Silas’s mouth dropped to her breast, sucking hard while his fingers worked
UNHOLY & FORBIDDEN High Water : part 2
Water had reached the bottom of the stairwell door by the time they reached it. Rook pushed the metal bar and the door opened inward against a shallow current. The landing above was still dry. Emergency lighting threw the same weak red glow up the concrete steps. Silas followed her in and let the door swing shut behind them. The sound of the rain through the grates became muffled. In its place was the slow drip of water from their clothes onto the steps and the distant rush of the flood still rising in the garage below. Silas caught her wrist before she could climb further. He turned her on the narrow landing and kissed her harder than he had against the pillar. The taste of rain was still on both of them. His hands shoved her already-open pants the rest of the way down. She kicked them free. The soaked fabric landed with a wet slap on the concrete. Silas dropped to one knee on the step below her, pushed her thighs apart, and put his mouth on her cunt without warning. The first st
UNHOLY & FORBIDDEN Story 24 – High Water
Water was already climbing the concrete ramp when the power failed. Emergency strips along the ceiling flickered once and settled into a weak red glow. Rain hammered the street-level grates overhead hard enough to send steady streams down the walls. Rook stood calf-deep in the rising flood, soaked through, watching the exit ramp turn into a dark current. Her car sat three rows back with water already touching the doors. A man waded toward her from the far end of the garage. Late thirties. Dark shirt plastered to his chest, hair dripping. He stopped a few feet away and looked at the blocked ramp the same way she had. “Street’s under,” he said. “City trucks won’t reach this level for hours.” Rook wiped water from her eyes. “I noticed.” Lightning flashed white through the grates. In the brief light she saw the sharp line of his jaw and the way his soaked clothes clung. The red emergency glow returned. Water lapped higher against her calves. Neither of them moved toward the stairwell
UNHOLY & FORBIDDEN Night Watch : part 3
The second pass of varnish had dried to a soft sheen by late afternoon. Mira stood at the work table under the adjustable lamps, the magnifier pushed aside, studying the edge where the new layer met the old. The studio was empty. The last of the day staff had left an hour earlier. Lucian’s jacket still hung on the back of the chair near the storage wall. She heard him return from the side office and close the door without locking it. He stopped behind her. Instead of speaking he reached around and switched off the main bank of overhead lights, leaving only the focused task lamp on the table. The hard white circle narrowed the room to the canvas, the brushes, and the two of them. Lucian’s hands settled on her hips. He drew her back against him until she felt the hard length of his cock through his trousers. One hand slid under her sweater and covered her bare breast, thumb moving slowly across the nipple until it tightened. The other hand opened her pants and pushed inside. He foun
UNHOLY & FORBIDDEN Night Watch : part 2
The solvent tray still sat open from the night before. Mira noticed it the moment she stepped into the studio at 6:50 a.m. The lid had not been replaced. A faint sharp scent hung in the air under the colder morning climate setting. The damaged canvas remained on the work table exactly where they had left it, the treated edge slightly darker than the surrounding varnish. Lucian was already at the far storage wall, sleeves rolled, examining a set of lined panels under a movable task light. He did not turn when the door closed. “You’re early,” he said. “So are you.” He switched off the task light and finally looked at her. Whatever restraint had still existed the previous night was gone. He crossed the studio floor, took the tote bag from her shoulder, and set it on a clean stool. Then he walked her backward until her back met the tall metal storage shelves that held rolled canvases and archival boxes. The kiss was immediate and harder than before. His hands found the bottom of her
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