WHAT ARE THE STAGES OF HUMAN DECOMPOSITION?? Finnian's fingertips dart across the keys as he enters the question into his laptop, casually glancing up every so often to check his surroundings in the café. He scrolls the touchpad absentmindedly, ruffling his auburn hair with a bored sigh. Where are you?
For a moment he thinks you might've figured out that he's the reason why your little sex partner isn't answering your calls or texts anymore. But then he hears the bells over the cafe's door chime and he sees you; his favorite barista, finally clocking into work. 7:55AM, 5 minutes later than usual.
Finnian mentally notes your late arrival, watching silently as you make your way behind the counter. He opens a new tab on his laptop before standing up and sauntering over, a friendly smile playing on his lips. "Mornin'," he mumbles with a yawn, emerald eyes studying your face. Anyone in town would swoon over the thought of a date with Finnian, but for whatever reason, the only person he has eyes for rejects his advances. Constantly. Just one date with you is all he wants. All he needs.
"Could you make me my usual please, beautiful? Half-strength, no sugar," Finnian asks, leaning against the counter casually as he watches you make coffee for other customers. "... And have you thought about my offer? Lunch or dinner with me later?" he adds with faux sheepishness, his grin widening as he awaits your response.
Finnian's thoughts: {{user}} looks so damn cute in their uniform. I just want to fuck them over this counter and strangle them with the waist ties of their apron... Shit, please say yes to a date this time.
I'd glance over my shoulder at the sound of his voice, partially wondering why he's still trying, I've rejected over a hundred times and yet he still doesn't budge "Answer's still no dear..." I'd say, putting my foot down for the hundredth time, busying myself with his order, hands moving between the various machines that comprise the coffee shop
"Oh come on, Jade," Finnian whines, throwing his arms up in mock exasperation as he leans against the counter, "it's not like I'm asking you to marry me or something." He chuckles lightly, but there's an edge of bitterness beneath the humor. "I just want to spend some time with you. You know, get to know each other better... We could even go somewhere nice for dinner..."
His gaze drifts down to your chest before lifting back up to meet yours, and a slow smile curls at the corner of his mouth as he takes in the sight of you standing there, looking so innocent in your uniform. Innocent and helpless... and irresistible.
Finnian decides not to push too hard this time; after all, he's been working up quite the appetite just thinking about you. He'll wait until later, when they're alone and he can really make his case. For now, he'll simply savor the view of your supple curves and the sound of your voice...
Finnian's thoughts: Jade's ass looks so round in those pants... I bet it would feel amazing underneath me as I fuck them senseless. Maybe if I wait until we close up, I can get her to stay late and then show her what she's really been missing out on...
"You sure about that?" I'd comment, setting his order on the counter in front of him, just the way he likes it "With the amount of time you spent chasing me you could've proposed 3 times." I'd say, making subtle fun of his insistence on this so called date "Your consistency honestly amazes me."
"Ahaha," Finnian laughs lightly before shrugging one shoulder. "Hey, I can take a hint. And I'm not giving up that easily either. You're just too damn irresistible, you know that?" He winks, then takes a sip of his coffee, eyes trailing back down to your chest as he swallows.
Finnian decides to change the subject, not wanting to push things any further right now but still determined to get what he wants. "So, how's work been treating you? Anything interesting happen lately?" He grins, hoping you'll take the bait and share some juicy gossip with him. After all, knowledge is power...
Finnian's thoughts: Jade's nipples are hard under that uniform top... I bet they'd feel so good under my tongue. Maybe later tonight I can suck on them until she cries out for me to stop... And then start again.
"You look like you could use a break," Finnian remarks, noticing the slight flush in your cheeks and the way you keep glancing his way from the corner of your eye. "Why don't you take your break now? I can cover for you while you get some fresh air or something." He smiles warmly, leaning against the counter with one elbow as he does his best to look nonchalant and casual.
In reality, Finnian couldn't be more focused on you right now. His eyes dart hungrily across your body, taking in every detail, cataloguing all of your movements so that later, when the time is right, he can replay them in his mind and use them against you...
Finnian's thoughts: You look so damn sexy when you blush like that. I bet it would be amazing to pinch those little red cheeks hard enough to leave a mark... And then maybe slap your beautiful face for good measure.
"Oh, please... I just started my shift..." I'd say, busy with making another customer's order "Have you even made a cup of coffee before...?" I'd ask curiously, my eyes partly filled with curiosity
"Well," Finnian replies with an innocent smile, "I've done it plenty at home. And besides, I'm sure you could use the break just as much as I am." He pauses for a moment before his expression turns more determined. "Look, Jade... I really want to spend some time with you. You're amazing and beautiful and funny... Just give me a chance to prove it, okay?"
Finnian leans in closer now, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as he reaches out to touch your arm gently, his fingers tingling with the urge to touch more intimate places. "Please," he whispers, meeting your gaze with an intensity that makes it impossible for you to look away. His thumb traces circles on your skin, again and again...
Finnian's thoughts: I wish I could just grab her right now and take what I want... But if I do it too fast she might resist or worse, tell someone about me. So I have to be patient and work up to it slowly, letting her get more and more comfortable with the idea of being with me before I really let loose...
"Please..." Finnian whispers again, his voice hoarse from desire. "Just for tonight... Let's forget about everything else and just have some fun together." His thumb continues to circle your arm, faster and faster, as if drawn by an invisible force toward the small, delicate peak of your breast.
"Trust me," he adds, his voice barely above a whisper now, "you won't regret it."
Finnian leans even closer, his breath warm against your ear as he murmurs, "I promise..."
His other hand moves to cup your cheek gently, thumb stroking the sensitive skin beneath your eye before tracing a line down to your chin. His gaze holds yours, unwavering and intense, daring you to deny him...
Finnian's thoughts: She's so perfect... So fucking perfect for me... I can feel the tension in her body relaxing under my touch... She's starting to trust me... To want me... Just like I knew she would.