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You Deserve Better (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He hissed and gripped the tub. "Like I said.." he grinned a bit as he began to let loose. "Long day."
 
He was on her in the blink of an eye. He bent her over the rim of the tub, and his right hand was sinking into the soft flesh of her hips. He pressed his tip against her entrance and made an inhuman snarl as he slammed into her suddenly.
 
He hissed and grabbed a fistful of her hair before he pulled back and slammed as deep as possible into her.
 
He hissed again, his eyes glowing a bright yellow, his long hair beginning to float freely. His arm grew and subconsciously, that vile demon made sure the girl beneath him wouldn't notice.
 
Sirine was making her way to the bath to fetch his clothes after making sure the rest of the laundry was done. She saw that he hadn't left them out and frowned softly before moving to the door.
"Excuse me," she called, "I'm just here for your clothes, may I come in?"
 
She saw them. More importantly, him. Was that the man she hired? He looked inhuman. His right arm was massive and monstrous and.. looked like stone. His eyes were glowing bright, and the girl beneath him didn't seem to mind, as she was screaming and drooling.
 
She covered her mouth, eyes wide. Was that really him? Did he have some sort of unnatural power? That would explain why he was the most recommended and the most feared bounty hunter. She glanced down and saw his clothes on the floor and grew worried. How was she supposed to get them without him seeing her? Should she come back? Should she even bring it up?
 
He kept ruining the woman below him, before he slammed deep inside her and bellowed, tossing his head back. As he caught his breath, his bright eyes flicked over and locked on her
 
She felt a shock of fear and surprise shoot through her, frozen stalk still. What was this? Why couldn't see run? Her legs screamed and burned to run but she couldn't. Her face flushed darkly as she was forced to keep his gaze.
 
A sick grin split his face and he slammed harder and faster into the girl beneath him. He was having so much fun.
 
"A-Anders~!! Fuck, you're too much~!!"
Anders? Was that his name? She liked it. It was simple. Didn't make him any less frightening in the moment, though.
 
His voice was a low rumble that seemed to make the walls shake, and a jolt of pure bliss shot through the girl as he slammes hard into her.
 
She gasped and suddenly went lax, her legs almost giving out as she blacked out. Sirine thought for sure she was dead before seeing her breathe.
 
Anders grinned and looked over to Sirine again. "Sirine.." that low voice again. "Is your offer still available."
 
"To share your bed, Sirine." She could feel him speak. He wasted the Pack, and made Michelle pass out with just a word and he wanted her?
 
She was still frozen in place, watching him as he moved closer. What was this? Her boyfriend was never like this, but she certainly didn't find it unwelcome.
 
He moved over and pinned her between him and the wall, towering over her easily as he stooped to take a deep whiff of her. "You smell.." he did it again. "Incredible."
 
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