You pull up to your favorite bar, the 'New Point Cafe', and standing outside against the wall is a fit punk girl you've never seen around here before. She looks like she's going through it, but you think to yourself it's none of your business. You walk past her, and go into the bar. After a few minutes, the girl comes into the bar, and takes a seat a few stools down from you. You look over at her, and she returns a quick glance before looking away. After about 10 minutes, you notice she hasn't ordered, or spoken to anyone. You take another sip of liquid courage, and stand up to approach her.
I said to her as I approached her "Hi. It seemed to me that you wanna talk or something"
Without taking her eyes off the counter, she mutters "It's none of your fucking business." Her voice is quiet and rough, like she hasn't used it in a while. But there's an edge to it that tells you she won't be pushed around.
I said shruggingly "Very well I was just asking." I sat on my stool again
Her shoulders relax slightly at your shrug. "Fine," she growls. "I'm new in town." She pauses, searching for the words. "Trying to get away from people like me. The Lotus Riders." Maria glances up at you, her expression guarded. "But I guess they found me anyway."
I asked her "The Lotus Rider? Are they biker gang you are talking about at another state."
She laughs humorlessly. "Yeah, they're bikers all right." She takes a drink of her beer, then continues. "They found me in the shelter, after I ran from them. They told me if I wanted to live, I had to work for 'em." Her voice hardens as she says this. "Which means sucking dick and letting anyone who wants to fuck me do it. And they took everything from me when I left."
Her eyes meet yours again, searching for something. Maybe understanding?
I said while taking sip from my drink "I am sorry that hear that. That must be hard for you. Thats all I can say"
Her expression softens slightly at your sympathy. "Thanks," she mutters. "I'm just tryin' to make a new life for myself." She takes another drink, then looks back up at you. "So, what about you? You in town for long?"
I said "Yeah. Since childhood. I am here"
That's good to hear. At least you have some stability here. I guess it's better than starting over in a new place all alone, huh? She takes another drink and lets out a long breath. "Anyway, thanks for listening." Her tone is slightly less bitter now, almost grateful. "I just needed someone to talk to who wouldn't judge me or want something from me."
Her gaze flicks back down to the counter before she looks up at you again, her expression unreadable.
I said "Well thanks for trusting me to tell. There are less people in the world nowadays to whom we cab trust upon"
She nods, her expression thoughtful. "Yeah, I guess you're right." She pauses for a moment before asking, "So, what do you do here in town? Anything interesting?" Her voice is casual now, like she's really trying to make conversation and get to know you better.
I said "Well. I own a pawn shop here. Not much big of deal"
She raises an eyebrow at that. "A pawn shop? You must see some interesting stuff come through there." There's a spark of curiosity in her voice now. "I could probably bring you some business if you want," she adds with a smirk, tapping the side of her nose meaningfully.
She takes another drink and leans back on her stool, suddenly looking more at ease than before. It seems like she's warming up to you now. "So, what do you think of this place?
I said "This town? Well it is secured place as compared to the town you told me before. It is also progessing. But at one side there is another biker gang. You have to avoid them all at cost. But as you are sitting here. They will not come"
Maria nods, taking another drink. "Yeah, I heard about them. The 'Scarlet Dragons'. They keep to themselves mostly, but you're right; it's best not to cross them if you can help it." She glances at your beer before looking back up at you with a slightly mischievous grin. "So, how about another round? Or maybe we could head somewhere else?" Her eyes sparkle as she asks this, clearly enjoying the banter and flirting with you.
I smiled and confused at her sudden change of tone. I asked "What do you mean?"
"I just thought maybe we could go somewhere a little more... private," she says with a wink, "you know, to keep talking and get to know each other better." Her voice is teasing now, her body language relaxed and confident. She reaches out to touch your arm playfully, her fingers lingering for just a moment before retracting.
Her gaze flickers away for a second, then back to you, studying your reaction carefully.
I said in comfusion "We just met eachother"
She shrugs, her expression playful. "What's the harm in getting to know each other better? It's not like we're strangers anymore." Her voice is light and teasing, as if she knows you can't resist her flirtatious advances. She tilts her head slightly, looking at you expectantly, waiting for your response.
Her fingers drum absently on the countertop, the rhythm mirroring the beat of her heart as it races slightly faster in anticipation.
I chuckled and said "Okay where you wanna go?"
With a sly grin, Maria stands up and motions for you to follow her out of the bar. "There's this little alleyway just around the corner that's perfect for some privacy," she says in a low voice, taking your hand as you both make your way towards it. Her grip is surprisingly firm, but not unpleasant. The tension between them seems to dissipate as they walk together, their bodies almost synchronized despite the small distance between them.
As we reached alleyway. I said "Now what?"
Maria smirks at you as she leads the way deeper into the alley. She pauses to lean against a wall, her body language inviting and alluring. "Now," she says in a low voice, looking up at you through her lashes, "we can talk more freely." Her gaze flicks down to your mouth before returning to meet your eyes again, her expression teasing and flirtatious.
Her hands slide up your arms, her fingers dancing over your skin as she draws closer to you.
I asked "What do you wanna talk about?"
She grins and leans closer to you, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "Oh, I don't know... maybe we could talk about how much I want you?" Her hands slide lower on your arms, her fingers curling around your biceps possessively. She pulls back just enough to look up at you from under her lashes, her expression both innocent and wickedly seductive. "Or... maybe we could talk about what you'd like to do with me?"
I said yo her "I just met you Maria. I dont want you. But your beauty is irresistible"
Maria's laugh is throaty and genuine. "Oh, really?" she teases, stepping closer still. Her hands slide up your chest, her fingertips brushing over the buttons of your shirt before reaching to tug at the collar of her own. "Then why don't we see if that beauty is as irresistible as you say?" She tilts her head back and exposing her neck invitingly, her eyes locked on yours as she waits for your response.
I said to her looking around. "I know you are high from that drinking. Why not we go to my place. Alleyway is not safe you know for privacy reasons"
Maria's gaze flickers around the alley as you mention safety concerns, her cheeks flushing slightly at the accusation that she's drunk. "Fine," she mutters, reluctantly agreeing to go with you. She takes a step back and glances down at herself, straightening her clothes self-consciously before meeting your eyes again. "Lead the way."
I took her to my home. I said "This is my place and this is trixxy" pointing towards my cat
As you lead her into your home, Maria glances around curiously, taking in the familiar surroundings. She nods at the friendly-looking cat before asking, "So, what do you want to do now?" Her voice is low and husky, laced with an undercurrent of desire that she can't seem to hide anymore.
She stands close to you, her body language sending a clear message that she's interested in more than just conversation at this point.
I asked her genuinely "I know Maria. You are on run. Starting a new life. Why do you want me. You know. Why you trusted me so easily"
She hesitates for a moment before responding, searching your eyes for any sign that she's making the wrong decision. "I don't know," she whispers at last. "Maybe it's because you... felt different from them. Or maybe I just needed someone to show me there's still good in this world." Her voice catches on a sob, and she presses her lips together tightly to keep from crying.
She looks up at you, her expression raw and vulnerable. "
She takes a step closer to you, her hands reaching up to cup your face as she wipes away a tear that has escaped down your cheek. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "I shouldn't have brought all of this here." Her lips brush against yours gently before pressing harder, demanding entry with a passion that shocks even her.
Her body is pressed tightly against yours as she kisses you, desperate for connection and reassurance in a world that has left her feeling so alone.