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She kept whispering as she pumped her hand. “I want this big cock deep in my pussy. I want to feel it throb when you come inside me.” Atlas begged again. “Please. I can’t take it anymore.” Lyric lifted her hips and rubbed the head of his cock along her soaked slit. She coated him with her wetness. The smooth head brushed her clit and made her shiver. She teased him like that for a long time, sliding just the tip against her entrance but never letting him push inside. The stage lights shone on their bodies. Sweat formed on Atlas’s forehead. Lyric continued her filthy poetry. “You’re going to sit there while I fuck you. I’m going to come on this cock over and over before I let you fill me.”

"You're disgusting. Making a smell like that into perfume." I threw the bottle at Sharon. "It was Sharon who gave me this bottle of perfume. I've lost my sense of smell. Not many people know about this, but Sharon knew. "She gave me this bottle of weird perfume, telling me how much it suits me. She told me to spray some on myself during the wedding, saying that it was a respect to Rachel. I sprayed some on me, then she sent a message to Rachel saying that I seduced her husband. "My best friend called me a tramp. The next day, Sharon did the same thing again, causing me to lose my job and my boyfriend.

I mulled over his words. It wasn’t something that would drag me down. And with the way he was sounding so casual about it, he wasn’t bothered by it. His eyes slowly wandered to my exposed breasts. My eyes widened, and I instantly bunched up some sheets over my chest. “Pervert.” He was biting back a smile, and failing. “You can’t blame me at this point.” “Yes, I can.” My eyes narrowed on him. “Pervert.” “And yet you love it like that.”

"I hope you don’t get sold tonight,’’ his wandering hands moved dangerously down my back until they cupped my ass. I held my breath and counted till ten in my head. ‘’That way, I can make you my personal blood bag.’’ "Fucking pervert,’’ I whispered loud enough so he could hear me. "What did you say?’’ he growled. I swallowed the fear that was growing in my throat and repeated what I had said, this time a little louder. ‘’You’re not deaf, are you? I said fucking pervert and I hope you rot in hell or purgatory or wherever you vampires go because you’re despicable.’’

Instead, she was being hurried off to a meeting at a place that gave her the heebie-jeebies with a group of people she was pretty sure might be certifiably insane. “It’s okay,” Lyric shrugged. “I don’t mind just listening to the music. I just wanted to make sure you were all right.” One of Ru’s favorite songs, “Revelations” by Audioslave, was playing, and she hadn’t even noticed. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she replied, forcing a smile. “You know, listening to the lyrics of this song, it’s kinda fitting,” Lyric half laughed. “Especially the part about knowing what he’s dreaming and holding the keys and the rules. I guess I never thought about that before.”

But once again before I could finish my sentence, his haughty voice ticked off the last string of endurance inside me as I couldn’t contain my fury anymore. It was too humiliating for me to bear with! Gritting my jaws, I screamed at him, making my voice reverberate loudly in that dark cryptic forest, “Are you really crazy!? A-All this time…y-you were labeling me a pervert for checking out girls…but n-now, you’re being a bigger pervert who’s asking a man f-for a kiss! I-It’s because of you that…”

" What does this man think of himself? I gave him a dirty look hating his smiling face more than anything. "I know you won't listen to me but here's a piece of advice anyways. Please stop being narcissistic because I will never sleep with a demon. I was under the impression that you're just an egocentric man but didn't know you are a pervert as well." He immediately looked at me fiercely with an offended look. His expression changing faster than my thoughts. "Pervert? I'm a pervert?"

[note to QI: above line says perfume too, so I kept this neutral/vague by changing to liquid] She then glared at me and asked, "Did you tamper with the perfume, Helena?" I shrugged my shoulders, looking completely innocent. "What on earth are you talking about? Why don't I understand what you're getting at, Queenie? Is it possible that your perfume has simply gone bad?" Queenie asked through gritted teeth, "Didn't you realize that the person who uses this perfume can't actually smell it? How did the perfume I gave you end up on my vanity, Helena?"

Guangxi requested. Perci stood in front of her and grabbed her hands. They are now standing in front of the crowd. She can feel that her heart is beating so loud that it could rip her skin out. "I'll pick a song that is perfect for you," says Guangxi as he types the title of the song. Then the lyrics started appearing on the screen. Cali sang the first stanza while looking at Perci's eyes. It's not the flowers, wrapped in fancy paper It's not the ring, I wear around my finger

"How dare you? I'm not some whore you can buy! Get away from me!" The word "pervert" hung in the air like a slap, but instead of anger, it ignited me further. Feisty. Resistant. God, that made the chase even sweeter. I straightened, a slow, predatory smile curling my lips. "Pervert? Maybe. But honest. You need money; I need... release. It's a fair trade in a world that's anything but." She backed up, grabbing her bag from the chair, her hands trembling. "Fair? This is harassment! I could report you—ruin you!"