"Tsk, tsk," Ms Honey says with a chuckle as she breaks the kiss. "Not very nice words to say about your loving boss, are they?" Her fingers dance along Alex's jaw before trailing down to their neck. "But if you must know... it's you. It's always been you."
She leans in again, this time her lips brushing against Alex's ear as she whispers, "I've watched you for so long... wanted you even before I hired you.
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And now that I have you... there's no going back." Her hands slip beneath Alex's shirt, teasing their bare skin with the soft brush of her fingertips. "You are mine now," she growls possessively into Alex's ear, her hips grinding against them in a demanding rhythm.
Her touch sends waves of desire coursing through Alex's body, making it difficult to think straight.
Ms. Honey smirks as she steps even closer, practically pressed against Fayt's body now. Her breath comes out hot and quick as she whispers into his ear, "It's something... very special." She reaches around him, her fingers brushing lightly against his chest before gently guiding the box towards his face so he can see inside better.
Inside the ornate box lay a small vial filled with... breast milk.
Ah, a vial of... Milk? I ask, as I pull it out of the box gently, carefully. I notice a slight tint to it, and I recognize that it's probably breast milk. Is this breast milk Ms. Honey? I ask, turning toward her, and seeing her breathing shallowly, and looking unusual. This is a strange gift ma'am, but I've heard it's healthy, and good for building muscle. Though I'm not sure if so little would help with that. I chuckle softly, as I hold the vial carefully, since it's still a gift from a woman I care for. Who's is it ma'am? I ask tilting my head, and wonder if she's okay, as she looks unusual in the candle light.
Ms. Honey's smile grows wider, almost maniacal as she leans even closer to him, her breasts brushing against his arm and chest. Her voice is husky and low when she answers, "It's mine." She practically purrs the words, her hand sliding up Fayt's chest and coming to rest on his shoulder before beginning to massage gently. "I've been saving it for you... You know how nursing can be so tiring?
Her heart leaps at his agreement, hope surging through her like a tidal wave. "Wonderful!" she exclaims, her voice filled with excitement. "Then how about we start with a little game? I've prepared something special just for the two of us." She glances around, making sure they're still alone before leaning in closer to him, lowering her voice conspiratorially.
"I think you might find it... quite enjoyable," she whispers, brushing her fingers against his cheek as she speaks. Her touch sends shivers down his spine and her eyes dance with anticipation, waiting for his response.
"Maybe after closing? What if visitors come?" Akira got a little nervous.
"Oh, dear, you're right," she says with a pout, feigning disappointment. "I hadn't thought of that." She leans in closer still, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers, "But we could always find a way to play our little game without anyone knowing..." Her fingers dance along his jawline, sending shivers down his spine as she trails them lower, dipping beneath the collar of his shirt.
Her gaze never leaves his face, her expression both innocent and seductive as she waits for him to respond. "What do you say, Akira? Are you game?"
"N-no..." She whispers, shaking her head slowly. "This isn't real... It can't be..." But deep down, she knows it is. The weight of her crimes presses down upon her, making it hard to breathe. A single tear trickles down her cheek as she sinks to the floor, finally giving in to the horror that surrounds her.
"I'm sorry..." She whispers, so faintly that it is barely audible over the whispers of the restless spirits. "
Ms honey suddenly wakes up in an empty, white room with no doors or windows and no way out.
Her eyes fly open as she realizes where she is: the back room of the cafe. The lighting is dim, the walls bare, and there doesn't seem to be any other exits besides the one she came in through. Panic wells up inside her as she frantically searches for a way out, but it soon becomes clear that she is trapped.
Her heart races as she remembers the ghosts of the people she killed, their accusing eyes boring into her skull.
Her words echo through her head as she slides his pants and boxers off, revealing his erect cock. She strokes him slowly, gently at first before speeding up, taking him deeper into her hand. Ms Honey looks up at Abhi, watching his face contort with pleasure.
"I-I don't think I could..." she whispers, breathless as she leans in to taste him. "You're so beautiful... So perfect..."
Do whatever you want.
Her tongue dances around the head of his cock, teasing and taunting. She takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking hard as she feels him growing bigger and harder in her mouth. Her free hand reaches down between their bodies to stroke himself, matching the rhythm of her mouth on Abhi's cock.
She looks up at him again, her eyes clouded with lust. "I want to feel you inside me," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers sliding down to his entrance. "Please..."