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RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha let his head fall back and he smiled at the ceiling, eyes closed. The soft sounds of her gagging sent chills through his body and her moans vibrating around his cock caused him to let out low groans of pleasure of his own. Lifting his head with some effort he looked down at the girl he just meet that day with her head in his lap learning to deep throat him. "You are something else Lucie, I'm not sure what exactly, but it is very good." He praised.

Seeing that just how eager she was when she took it upon herself to continue her lesson without his less than gentle nudging he relaxed back into his seat, hand still fisted in her hair. The hand below began to act, the finger pressed deep insider of her curling slightly and rubbing her inner walls. Slowly he drew the digit out, then adding a second finger, pushed them into her tight pussy. "Gods below girl, you are going to tear me off when I get inside of you." Pistoning his fingers into her tight sex he let out another low moan, this one accompanied with a shudder through his entire body. "You're about to get your first taste of me Zaika." He hissed through clenched teeth. True to his word a few minutes later Sasha's body tensed, the hand on her hair clenching so tight that the knuckles popped. His cock twitched twice in her mouth before the fist thick rope of cum shot into her mouth hitting her in the back of the throat. For several moments he continued to let loose shot after shot into her hot waiting mouth, finally finishing with a low, deeply satisfied moan and relaxation of his body.

Letting go of her hair he allowed her to pull away, but he kept his fingers inside of her. Despite having just cum, Sasha was still mostly hard and ready to go. "Give me a couple seconds to catch my breath and I will be ready to give you the real deal Zaika." He smirked and gave her playful wink. "I can tell by the flood down here." He paused to shove his fingers in fast and deep, gaining a wet, sloshing sound from between her legs. "That you are just as ready as I am." Removing his hand from her he licked his fingers clean with a lustful groan. "Lift your dress and get on my lap Zaika." He instructed waiting for her to comply.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

A line had been crossed and she wasn't exactly sure when she had passed it, but somehow this interesting scary stranger had worked his way into her life enough in one day that she'd gone from nervously chatting with him over a glass of wine to having his cock throat-deep in her mouth. The worst part wasn't even that she'd somehow gone from casual conversation to face-fucking, but that she wanted even more of him. Her sex was hungry around his fingers as he continued their assault on her, and her own mouth eager on his cock as he praised her from above, his hand freeing itself from her hair now.

His words sent shivers through her spine as he called her something - zaika. It was a strange term, and she tucked it away in the back of her mind to ask about later, the more important thing being what he'd said before. Lucie may not have done this before but she knew the basic mechanics and she felt a thrill of excitement and nervous butterflies in her stomach at his words, though they somehow drove her to work harder, forcing herself lower onto his cock despite the fact it made her throat close harsh around the head and her body gag from it. The moment lingered before she felt him twitch in her mouth, nearly coughing as his cum hit the back of her throat. She tasted salt and musk in her mouth and was left with only two options - choke or swallow. Her throat worked his cum down, lips pulling away from his cock slow as she let out a low and shuddering moan.

She hadn't just enjoyed sucking his cock but she was... Excited by it, her sex so wet that she could hear his fingers as they moved in and out of her folds, her cheeks a soft pink of embarrassment, though frankly there was nothing to be embarrassed of. Her eyes met his as he smirked, her teeth biting her lip to stifle another soft moan as he moved his fingers quicker than before, her body grasping him in response to his words. He was a stimulant more than anything in the way that he moved, her eyes watching the way he licked his fingers clean and the glint in her eyes. She could have chosen not take things too far but any chance of resistance had already melted away.

Lucie leaned up before she slid out of her seat, her lips pressing a soft kiss against his cheek. Her eyes glanced at the door to the theater before she slid up her dress moving from her chair to his lap slowly, her body leaning against his as she felt his cock between her thighs, the shaft rubbing against her folds. She let out a soft sigh at the feeling, her head turning back towards him so that she could plant more kisses on his jaw. "I am ready," She said, "I want you so bad."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

With Lucie's light weight on his lap, and the wet, warmth of her sex against his cock Sasha was easily brought back to being rock hard. He lusty words echoed in his head causing him to shift his hips and rub himself against her waiting pussy. "Then have me zaika." He replied turning his face to catch her lips in a kiss. As he kissed her he reached between their legs and guided the head of his cock to her entrance. Very gently he pressed himself against her a low sigh of pleasure rolling from his mouth as he finally managed to get his head inside of her.

"Gods zaika! You are so tight. Even with how wet you are it's still...fuck." He hissed through gritted teeth as he slowly slid deeper into her. Inch by inch he pushed into her tight folds fighting hard to go slowly for her sake. He lost the fight about half way inside of her. "I'm sorry zaika, I cannot hold back." He apologized just before thrusting his hips up hard and face burying himself to the base in a single thrust. Moaning into her neck at the feel of her so tightly squeezing him he kissed at her soft skin.

Reaching down with both hands he hooked one under each of her knees and lifted her legs up so they were nearly touching her chest. "Try to keep your voice down zaika." He challenged with a devious tone and a nibble of her earlobe. With no further warnings he began to thrust rapidly into her holding her tight to his chest as he pounded away at her tight snatch. The wet sounds of sex were just barely covered by the sound of the movie as he simply obliterated her virginity.

Sasha wasn't sure what he was feeling at the moment. It was less than a few hours ago that he met this girl who gave her life to him like many others before her, but different all the same. He was unsure how to react to the feelings he suspected he was developing for the sad, cute girl he was currently indulging himself in. Pushing aside the logical parts of his mind Sasha decided to worry about things like that later, life was to short to spend analyzing everything in it. Sometimes one just had to roll with the flow and enjoy the pleasures life offered, like the beautiful woman that was brought into his path.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

With the way that she sat on him she could feel his cock stiffening in between her legs as a reminder that both of them were so very much aroused by the other. Her thoughts were lost to sensation totally as she felt him slide over her already wet slit, their lips meeting and hers hungry for him. His mouth was the only thing that silenced the first low noise that escaped her as she felt his cock press past her entrance and work its way slow into her depths. Her walls hugged tight around the invading shaft and she fought to keep her voice quiet as he moved slower into her.

As their lips parted his hissed words did nothing to help her situation, her sex clenching in response to his words as she pressed her hand over her mouth. He was moving slow and she could feel her body stretching around him, but he could only take so much before she heard his apology, her hand slipping from her mouth for just a moment as a question rose to her lips. The question died in her throat as she felt his hips thrust into her hard, his cock delving deep into her with a harsh movement.

Instead of a question, she let out a sharp cry mixed of pain and pleasure as her body was forced to acclimate to him. His hands hooked her legs at the knees and she cut off another cry with her hand as he followed through with his rough motions in further thrusts. Her teeth had to bite into the meat of her palm as her body clenched, his lips so soft against her neck in comparison to the rough action between her legs. He held her tight against him and she held her hand over her mouth as she struggled with the personal battle to keep quiet.

The movie was just barely covering up the sounds of their fucking and she was thankful for the fact that the theater was empty, her fingers digging hard into her cheeks, stifling the moans. His cock wasn't giving her body time to adjust but the pain didn't take away from her pleasure. Quite the opposite - it enhanced it and left her body trembling against him as her hand slid from her mouth, a loud cry coming from her mouth that was quite obviously not a part of the movie, her fingers moving quick to try and cover her lips though the damage was done.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Lucie's escaped cry of pleasure sent jolts of excitement and pleasure through Sasha. He found himself smiling at the sound and plotting to hear more of it. Lifting her slightly as he pulled from her he pulled her down into his next upward thrust causing their bodies to collide and for him to reach new depths inside of her. "Again." His word was half begged, half commanded as he repeated his actions a second time. "Let me hear you cries of pleasure again zaika." He whispered hotly against her neck.

Lowering her legs back down he took hold of her hips and without withdrawing from her stood up. With a hand on her waist, the other on her back he bent her over the seat in front of them. Looking down at her exposed ass in the dim light provided by the movie screen he smiled as he grabbed her ass with both hands roughly kneading the soft flesh as he started to move his hips again, thrusting deep and hard into her. "Krichi dlya menya." In his passion Sasha hadn't even realized he moved to his native tongue as he spoke. His hands left her body only for them to come down on after the other in a pair of slaps to her ass. "Bozhe, tvoye telo velikolepno. YA ne mogu nasytit'sya vami!" His voice was growing louder as he took her from behind.

Reaching out with his left hand he grabbed her braided hair and pulled her back into a strong arch by her hair. His free hand continued to rain down irregular slaps onto her bouncing ass as he hammered away with his hips, the rhythmic slapping of their bodies echoed in the empty theater. "Krichi moy malen'kiy zaika."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

His lips moved from kissing to a hot tickle against her skin as she let her cry free, his words sending a fresh wave of excitement through her. He had wanted her to be quiet but now he wanted to hear her. Her cheeks felt hot but her fingers slid away from her face as he drove his cock deep and hars into her again. He was rewarded with another cry that ended in a shuddering breath as her walls hugged him eber tighter, her body threatening her already with an orgasm. She was given a small refrain from it as he grasped her, lifted, and placed her over the bacl of the seat delicately.

She'd never been more blind to a movie before but she couldn't have seen anything on the screen if she tried. Her skin tingled with anticipation as his hands grasped her rear. The reprieve wasn't long enough. His hips started moving again and she could feel the pressure building as he brought her closer and closer, her legs trembling as she gave complete abandon to the thougjt of staying quiet since they were still in public. Their voices wavered higher than the movie now, his words unintelligible to her and hers sharp moans each time he struck the spot now becoming tender from his attentions.

Lucie's orgasm came upon her harshly and relentlessly, her sex clasping hard around him as her legs pressed hard together, body trembling as she gasped, her nails digging hard into the cushion of the seat she was bent over. Her hands shook gently as her body started the slow descent from the high, his cock still driving into her harshly. She couldn't resist him to keep going, her legs finding their strength again to push herself back against him now, her breathing unsteady, "Sasha," She moaned his name, nearly yelling it in the theater, her voice thick with her desperate need for him, "Mmmmm, God, Sasha." She gasped, her teeth digging into her lip.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha felt her body start to shake as he pounded away, he knew that she was getting close to cumming. Grabbing her waist to support her as her legs started to tremble, he helped keep her up so he could continue to indulge in her. He flinched slightly when she came, her walls clamping down so tight it was nearly painful. He didn't let that stop him though. Holding her tighter as she steadied herself and pushed back against his thrusts he met her with a slap of flesh on flesh each time.

Hearing his name cried out in such a way caused something that he could only describe as a web of electricity being laid over his entire brain. Sasha forgot how to speak all together and replied to her by moving his hips faster, almost frantically so. Letting go of her waist he reached out and wrapped a hand around her slender neck squeezing lightly. The other hand returned to her bare ass giving it a harsh slap.

Laying the hand palm down on her ass he slowly slid it up her back, under her dress until he reached her shoulder blades. Tightening his grip around her neck he growled something that had no human words and raked his nails down her back leaving a trail of red welts from just below her neck to right above her ass finishing with another hard slap on her ass. Leaning over her body he lowered his lips to her ear and in a low growl he spoke "Ty moy zaika."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha was an unforgiving god of pleasure and he was relentless in the way that he ravished her and perhaps that was why she was so intoxicated by him. He continued even past the point in which she had orgasmed and she could already feel the steady building of pressure in her body that told her he was quickly working her towards another one. Her mind was completely lost to him now with abandon as she enjoyed the feel of his body thrusting into her and the slap of his skin against her own.

If the man that worked the projector didn't know that they were fucking by now, he was surely deaf as she could hear her cries over the movie in tune with the slap of his body against her own. His hand wrapped soft around her throat and only added to the lust that fueled her, the image of what he must surely look like coming to mind and making her body clench harsh around him.

His hand tickled up her back beneath her dress slow and she felt his hand grasp her throat harsher, her moans having a tight sound to them now. Everything spiked as she felt his nails dig into her tender skin below her neck all the way down to the spot above her rear. Her body shuddered and pressed into the burning and raw feel of of his nails and her orgasm hit her, Lucie crying out in a strained voice as she felt her body spasm around his cock as she pressed back against his cock. She couldn't understand his words but she could understand their intent, goosebumps rising on her flesh as her skin burned where he'd marked her.

No, claimed her.

Her breath came out shaky as she touched his hand on her throat, following down his arm slowly as her legs trembled and her fingers grasped him soft. "Sasha," She called his name again, softer this time as her hand touched him tender, "Gods, I want you, Sasha."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha let out a feral growl as she tightened around him in orgasm for a second time. A raw surge of desire ripped through him as she called his name, called out how she wanted him. The world around him fell away completely and all thought left his mind. Acting on pure desire and base urges his hand tightened almost painfully around her neck cutting off her air supply. Thrusting deep and hard into her a few more times he crushed his hips against her ass pushing himself as deep into her as he could before cumming.

As he filled her with his seed he leaned over her, pressing his weight atop her pinning her against the seat he had her bent over. Reaching over her shoulder he gripped the back of the seat with a grip so tight his knuckles cracked. As he came down from his own orgasm the world began to bleed back into existence. Realizing that we has all but strangling Lucie he loosened his grip around her neck with a bit of effort.

Breathing heavily, nearly panting he moved his hand to from her throat to hold her jaw and chin. Pulling her head back and turning it he took her lips in a searing kiss forcing his tongue past her soft lips and into her sweet mouth. After a few minutes of kissing her as though it was essential to his survival he pulled away with a gasp for air. Keeping himself buried deep inside her he pulled her back with him as he sat.

He tried to speak but it came out as only human noise. Sighing he realized what he had done, it was impossible to speak two languages at the same time and his brain just stalled on the intended words. Taking a moment to collect himself he tried again. "That was...intense." He panted resting his forehead against her shoulder.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

There were no words that could accurately describe her emotions as she felt his hand clamp tight around her throat, first making her air come in a harsh drag before it closed completely. Her body fought nearly immediately against it as her mind forced that part of her back down, because even though her face became flush and her lungs burned for oxygen, her sex was clasping tight around his cock and she could see starts dancing in front of her eyes. She didn't know if it was the sex or the lack of oxygen but she couldn't form a thought together in her head properly and she was lost to him.

His hips were harsh against hers and she loved it, craved more even as he dug his cock as deep as it could go in her body. She felt every part of him go stiff and barely registered it as she felt his cock start to twitch inside of her, his cum filling and then brimming over her sex. It seeped out past his cock and dripped lazily down her thighs even as he remained in her. Her head was swimming by the time that his hand released, her breath rushing into her lungs as she gasped and coughed, vision wavering before her eyes before everything solidified and focused on him as his lips came crashing down onto her. Even though she had only just recovered from the lack of oxygen, her lips were hard on his, tongue seeking his out as she moaned into his lips.

Her body was crushed beneath him and she loved feeling the weight of his body against hers because she couldn't hold herself up, thankful even more when she felt him tug her backwards onto the chair. Evie eased onto him and she leaned her head back against his, her breathing starting to come back to normal though she was still panting. Her eyes closed as she let her head rest back against his shoulder, unaware of anything that was going on with the movie and frankly not caring as she let herself relax into him. "That... Was amazing." She agreed, rubbing her face with her hands and realizing that they were trembling, a sheepish grin on her face.

Her hands moved to touch him, stroking his cheek and moving to trace his lips with her thumb slowly, "Sasha?" She murmured his name as she started the slow descent from the high that he had taken her, her body starting to throb now that the adrenaline was leaking from her system. He hadn't merely taken her virginity - he'd obliterated it in a moment of passionate sex. "What does 'zaika' mean?"
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha pressed his face into her touch, kissing her fingers as the passed over his lips. He idly wondered if she could feel the hammering of his heart against her back. He had been with other women before, but none like her. "Hehe, zaika is term of endearment in Russia, it means bunny and is used much the same way American's use the word hunny." He answered with a smile. Turning his face he pressed his lips to the soft skin of her neck and face in a series of light kisses.

Glancing up at the screen he watched for a few moments until he recognized where in the movie they were. "We still have about forty minuets of the movie." He said with a grin. "How do you want to spend that time zaika?" He asked while giving her a gentle squeeze. "By now Maxie is either completely aware of what we have been doing or the man is in the other theater watching a movie of his own."

Finally slipping himself out of her he lifted her up with a little more effort than he felt he should have, his arms, hell his whole body was still a bit shaky from their activities and readjusted her so she was straddling his lap and facing him. Movie once again forgotten. His hands moved to her face, touching and caressing her cheeks and lips. "You are beautiful zaika." He whispered just loudly enough for her to hear.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Never before had she been given a nickname that was so fitting, especially considering their quickly budding relationship and the way that he made her feel. Her heart was pounding in her chest so fast that it did remind her of a rabbit, and she was just as soft and tender as one. Her lips curled into a smile, "I like it." She said after a moment, tilting her head as his lips explored her neck and made her shiver despite her best efforts not to. Her sex clenched around his cock again and for a moment she craved to have sex again, even though she was still recovering from the first time.

Her attention was hardly on the movie even as he was paying attention to it, her mind more on the way his body felt against her and the steady pounding of his heart against her back. Her cheeks blushed as he mentioned Maxie, though, as she'd forgotten that the sweet old man had even existed in their moments of passion. "I'd be happy doing just this," She murmured, enjoying the way that it felt when he held her, even though she could feel his cock softening inside of her.

There was a certain loss when he lifted her and slid his cock out of her sex, her lips wet with his seed still even as he turned her around to straddle him. His hands were soft on her face and her eyes closed gently as she leaned into his fingers, enjoying the way they felt as they moved over her features. "And you are handsome," She assured him, opening her eyes to look at him. Even with all of his tattoos there was a huge physical attraction, her fingers moving up to trace over the tattoo that was over his cheek bone, moving down towards his lips, "I never would have thought that I would be with someone that has a tattoo... Much less covered in them from head to toe." She teased, tracing over the lines that curved down his lower lip, "When did you start getting them?"
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha smiled at the heartfelt compliment. "I am pretty handsome aren't I?" He joked light heartedly. Relaxing as deeply as he could into the theatre chair his eyes took on a far off cast. "Hmm. I got my very first one after I helped my mother pass. She was very sick and I was still as student in med school at the time. My second came after I helped my father return to the love of his life. The rest, well let's see. I was thirty two when I had my medical license revoked and met Dmitry. I started work for him as an unlicensed doctor patching up his men when things went south on jobs, that's when I started to go a little crazy with the ink. It's been six years give or take a few months since I started the real process of matching my outsides to my insides."

Wrapping his arms about her to pull her against his chest he held her in silence for a few moment. "I don't normally ask this, but what is the real reason you came looking for me? I mean the dramatic answer you gave me earlier was splendid, I loved the showmanship of it all. You being robbed of everything, but you didn't give me the specifics, and neither did my boss. Something I normally don't give a damn about, but your case is a special one, and I accepted your request on face value and a gut feeling. I would like to know your story now Lucie."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Her hand moved to cup his cheek as he told her about his history and her eyes wandered over the skin that scarcely had a spot that was true skin. She wondered which of the tattoos had been his first and where his mind had been at when he'd gotten it, even more she wondered about what kind of anguish he'd been in to cover his entire body in ink that made the insides of him match the outsides. He was more than what he looked to be and she wished dimly that he'd never been through the tragedies, though they were what had made him the person he was today.

Lucie was more than happy to lean against his chest as he hugged her close to him, her eyes closing for a brief moment that was nothing but peace, even as she felt his cum drying on her folds. The moment's tenderness ended with his question and she felt her body stiffen up, her eyes moving from staring at his face to anywhere but him.

"My father owns.... Owned Vaughn Industries. He poured everything he had into his work and by the time he was done, there was nothing left for anyone else. I grew up with mostly my mother and she was the only one that ever showed me... Anything real. She was the only one not paid to like me. She was the only one that didn't do things just hoping for a tip or to get ahead in their careers... So she was pretty much everything that I had." Her eyes were clouding with tears that she fought and she choked them back after a moment of silence, "My parents died in a wreck. My father was driving and he'd had too much to drink. By the time the ambulance got there, my mother was pronounced dead on the scene and my father died on the way to the hospital."

Her hand was shaking when she wiped away the tears that had escaped, "I was robbed of everything because she was everything to me."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha noticed her body tense at his inquiry. He knew it was a sore spot, it was the entire reason she longed for death, but he needed to know. Curiosity had always been a weakness of his. Unbidden his hands began to caress her back as she spoke. He took notice of how she wouldn't even look at him while she told her tale of tragedy.

When she completed her story Sasha cupped her face in his tattooed hands and made her face him. "Look at me." He commanded his voice gentle, the tone strong though. "I understand the pain of loosing the ones you love. As I said, I helped end the lives of both my parents. I won't try to talk you out of your decision or our contract, but I don't want to see you cry over them anymore. They are away from this miserable place, and soon you will be with them. So as a addendum to our contract, you are to spend the rest of you life happy with me. The only tears you are allowed to shed are the ones I cause, and do believe me, I will be rough with you, and you will shed tears for me Zaika, in pain and in pleasure." Pulling her face to his he kissed her hard before biting her bottom lip.

Pulling away he gave her lips a final peck with a grin. "Are you ready to leave this place and have a little more fun before I have to go back to work. I do have another appointment this evening. A lovely older woman who is suffering from stage four bone cancer that want's to go out on her terms. I would hate to keep the darling waiting... to long."
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

His voice was commanding but his hand was gentle enough on her face that she would have listened even if he'd just whispered the words, her eyes moving slowly to meet his. They were the one part of himself that was the same as before he'd tattooed himself to something else and were perhaps the most beautiful eyes she'd ever looked at, a vibrant green with a ring of hazel that went just around the center. But even still they were more emotional than anyone else's could have been.

She was stuck on him as he spoke, dangling off his words as they dripped from his lips sweeter than honey. He sent mixed emotions through her, of burning sexual desire and something else that her heart leap up into her throat and pound there painfully. His kiss was harsh, her own lips responding in turn to his with the same passion in which he seemed to evoke from her. He left her always wanting more, a soft peck leaving her craving to kiss him more.

"If you keep kissing me, I don't think I'll ever want to leave." She admitted, letting her fingers trail down his jawline slowly from his ear to his chin before she pulled away from him. "But that other client is going to need you." She said, stealing a kiss from his lips quickly before she pulled herself away from him. "Where to, Sasha?"
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

He felt a bit lonely without her weight on him even with her still right beside him. "Well, I still have a couple hours before I have to go so I guess we can ride around until we find something interesting, unless you have something you want to do. Now it pretty much the best time to live up life since you know for certain that it is limited." He said tucking himself back into his pants before standing and zipping them up.

Grabbing her hand he lead her out of the theater into the lobby, which was empty. On the counter was a note. "Watching movie in other theater, grab yourselves another Coke for the road." Smiling at the note Sasha walked around the counter and pulled out two bottles and sat them on the counter. Picking up the pen left by the note he wrote a thank you to Maxi. "Well then, any ideas yet?" He asked Lucie with a grin as he walked around the counter with Cokes in hand.

Offering Lucie his arm he walked her outside and to the car, opening the door for her before getting in himself. Bringing the vehicle to life with a growl he reached over and slid his hand high up on her thigh, almost reaching her sex and gave it a squeeze. "And away we go." He said with a grin just before he pulled away from the theater and reached the speed limit very, very quickly.

As they rode through downtown Sasha told Lucie to just tell him when she saw somewhere she wanted to stop and check out, today was a day to cater to her before he had to go and he wanted her to have fun.
 
RE: !-800-SUICIDE [ Bear & Kosmik ]

Sasha was quite possibly the most addictive thing she'd ever gotten a taste of and with just a few short moments they'd spent together, she could tell that their relationship was electric. She wasn't sure if it was his diamon in the rought personality or if it was the promise that she would literally love him until the day that she died that made her feel so tenderly towards him. He was going to be very hard for her to imagine being the one taking her life, but yet it was so fitting that the ones you never expected were the ones that ended up destroying you.

Lucie couldn't help but linger at his side as they made their way out of the theater, her skin crawling as she prayed to whatever god there was listening that the sweet old man Maxie had chosen to do something that was very loud and very attention consuming so that they would have at least a modicrum of privacy. Thankfully the lobby was empty of any ears that could have heard their passionate and spur of the moment sex, which saved Lucie's pride and saved her from the embarrassing moment of admitting she had lost her virginity to an almost complete stranger.

As Sasha led her away from the theater, she couldn't help but smile at him as if he'd hung the sun, her eyes looking over evey inch of his face as she tried to imagine him. Not the Sasha that was wth her in this moment but the Sasha that would exist hours from now as he took the life of a little girl. That Sasha was one that she was curious to know. Did he feel anything when he took their lives? Was there a sadness in his face as his did the grim work that most doctors would refuse to do for some simple oath? She wondered if his face looked like an angel or if he looked satanic as he leaned over those that were at their weakest moments and helped them cross to the other side of life.

Her thoughts distracted her even as he helped her into the car and got it started, taking them both off on their next adventure. She was hardly paying attention to the streets that they were taking, couldn't even really pay attention to anything but him and how the sunlight looked on his skin and the way the shifting shadows danced across his inked flesh. "I know what I want to do." She said after a long silence, leaning over to take his hand into her own tender one. "Take me somewhere that means a lot to you.I want to learn about you, more than just the story you have laid out on your skin. Show me what's on the inside."
 
Glancing over to the beautiful woman that had turned his morbid profession ass over tea kettle with her morbidly romantic request to be swept off her feet, given a reason to live, and have that reason kill her, he couldn't help but smile. "That sounds a lot like a cop out if you ask me." He pointed out to her. "A very good cop out, but still a cop out. I'll oblige you though Zaika." Flashing her a grin he returned his attention to the road, his face adopting a look of deep thought.

Where in this city was important to him. He had moved here after his father's death for work in a hospital that would allow him to answer his calling, the same place that ousted him from the medical community. It was also the place where he began his career as a criminal 'serial killer' for hire. There were plenty of places that important events that shaped him into the man he was, but now that he was thinking of them, where they important to him at all?

"I know where we will go, but we have to make a pit stop first." He finally spoke breaking the silence he let fall between them. A few minutes later they were pulling in front of a flower shop. "We have some things to pick up here. Help me carry them please." He asked as he got out, walked around the car and opened the door for Lucie. Taking her hand in his he lead her inside and instantly they were assaulted by the scent and dizzying array of color inside the shop. A bell on the door announced their presence.

A cheery woman came from the back of the store to greet them and stopped shocked for a moment staring at both Sasha and Lucie. "Welcome back." She said eyes darting between the two. "What can I help you two with today mister?" She asked focusing on Sasha. "Thank you, and I need some simple arrangements made up if you have the time. I realize I usually call in advance but today is a bit of one the whim kind of day." The woman nodded and shot a glance to Lucie as though trying to figure out who she was and how such a lovely girl ended up with this tattooed freak show. "Ah, yes, well it really depends on what you are looking for, I have some pre-made arrangements that I can offer." "That won't be necessary. I'm looking for something custom. I would like a two dozen three flower arrangements, all of them consisting of a single white lily, a dark pink rose, and a white chrysanthemum." The woman raised her eyebrow at his request. "That is quite the combination, may I ask what it is for?" She pried obviously curious. "I'm going the the memorial park, I want to lay them on neglected graves so the ones that have left us know that they may be gone, but someone at least remembers them and the time they had with us here."

Visibly stunned by his answer the woman nodded silently. "It will take me a bit to get them all together but I can do it for you, when do you want them?" "As soon as you can if possible, I can pay cash for them right now, and also, you don't have to do anything fancy, just tie them together with a ribbon, that will be enough." Another nod and she turned away from them to return to the back of the shop. Turning his attention to Lucie he squeezed her hand and pulled her to his side. "This is something I do to show my respect to the departed about once a month or so. It's a little early but it's something that is important to me and that's what you wanted to see wasn't it?"
 
“Yeah, I guess it is a cop out.” She agreed with a soft smile, but it was what she genuinely wanted to learn about him. He lived a very morbid and depressing life it seemed but he was someone so full of happiness and joy that she couldn’t help but wonder what it was that was important to him. Would it be a place just as morbid as he was, or perhaps would it be someplace that matched how he acted around her? It was hard to imagine what he might hold dear, save for the man at the theater that seemed to be every bit a member of family to him as his own parents had once been. She had such a short time to spend with him and she wanted to make each moment matter because Death… Death would be the sweetest, and only, breakup that she’d ever experience.

Lucie let the silence lapse between them, partially because it was evident from the expression on his face that he was thinking of where he wanted to take her, but also because she enjoyed watching the way the light danced across his face. Even with the tattoos he truly was a handsome man, with eyes that could light the fiercest fire in anyone’s heart. It was his eyes that she loved most of all because they were the purest part of him, untouched by his obsession of making the outside of him resemble the inside… Possibly because they were perfect just how they were.

Of all the places she mused about him taking her, she never expected their first pit stop to be a flower shop. Before they had even walked in she had already let her eyes grow wide with wonder and her lips form a smile. Flowers were something that she had always loved, even before the death of her family. Her parents had nurtured a beautiful garden at their home that was a testament to how much they wanted the best for their child, even if they went about it the wrong way sometimes. The garden had all of her favorite flowers, but so did this shop. Though he was talking to the woman like he knew her well, she was drawn instead to the most beautiful blooms in the shop, her fingers pressing down one of the tender petals.

It brought back a memory that was bitter-sweet, of her mother’s casket sitting beneath the dark hole she would be lowered into just moments later. The top had been covered in flowers her mother didn’t even like, but Lucie had been too out of it to choose anything. Lucie had placed a single flower on the casket, a delicate bloom that had meant the world to her in that moment. A calla lily had never looked so lonesome surrounded by blood red roses. She pulled herself away from the flower, pushing the memory out of her head as she returned to Sasha’s side, taking his hand in her own.

“A flower shop?” She asked, tilting her head at him as he drew her into his side, which she was more than happy to curl herself up against. “Are you a fan of flowers, mister horror movies and tattoos?” She teased gently, her voice all softness and genuine interest, eyes looking at him as if he were the most beautiful thing in here. And for that moment, he was in her eyes. He was easier to look at than the calla lilies.
 
Sasha glanced down at Lucie as she prodded him with her teasing words. "I told you this was just the first stop. and so what if I do like flowers. They are pretty, hold significant meaning and most importantly they don't tease me about my hobbies." He joked while gently squeezing her to his side. "We are just making a pickup before I take you to the real destination."

He stood there in the middle of the shop, his arm wrapped around Lucie pinning her to his side as he waited for the florist to return with his order. After nearly ten minutes of standing and saying nothing he glanced around and spotted a bench tucked in a corner nearly hidden by wreaths of flowers. "Let's sit." He said walking to the bench never letting Lucie out of his grip. Taking a seat he pulled her down with him sitting her across his lap and wrapping both arms around her body holding her to his chest. Resting his head on her shoulder he closed his eyes and relaxed, a calm smile on his inked lips.

"You're something else Lucie, like no other person I have met before. It's refreshing to find someone that isn't conformed to society and it's preconceived notions of normality." His voice was quite and his breath played softly against her neck. "It's nice to know I'm not the only oddity in this city." Lifting his head from her shoulder he pressed his lips to her jaw in a tender kiss. "What are you doing tonight?" He questioned her, not having any plans of his own after his appointment. "I would like to spend more time with you, get to know you better."
 
Lucie couldn’t help but laugh at his joking defense at his like for something so sweet. He was very right on flowers - they were tender and beautiful. They were fragile and so hard to care for when they were alive. In many ways they were like her. “I’m teasing,” She joked and stuck her tongue out at him, “I love flowers.” She assured him, turning her attention back to the scene around them. This could have been a moment from a movie, but this wasn't a romance any more than her life was a comedy. Maybe some kind of great cosmic comedy, but by no means anything she would pay money to watch.

She was all too eager to let him steer her away towards a bench with her clenched against his side and she knew that this was where she was meant to be - where she could feel the security of his arm around her and the warmth of his skin. Even distant, she could smell his clothes and the soft perfume of his body and it made her only crave him more. She could have lingered in a moment and made it last forever and it wouldn't have been enough. So she let the moment go and instead let herself live in each of her moments with him. These were the last ones she would have with him so she had to make them count.

His breath tickled the skin on her neck and goosebumps rose in response, a shiver running down her spine despite her best efforts. "I-- Thank you." She stammered out, her cheeks pink as she looked at him in the way someone would typically look at the stars. The constellations may as well have been laid in his eyes for all of their beauty. "I think I can pencil you into my schedule," She teased lightly, trying to hide the fact her heart was fluttering in her chest and that she wanted nothing more than to melt away into his arms. Everything seemed to happen so fast but this feeling... This attraction was unlike anything she'd ever felt before.

"Why don't we meet at my place? I've learned so much about you... I think you'd like to learn about me."
 
Sasha smiled at her agreement and kissed her the back of her jaw. "I'm glad you can manage to make time for me zaika." He joked squeezing her playfully. "Yes, you are quite right, I want to know as much about you as I can, after all, I will be the one left behind with only the memories to keep me company." His grip around her tightened marginally and he buried his face into the crook of her neck. "Excuse me." The voice of the shop owner came from behind the counter breaking the moment. Sighing Sasha let Lucie go and eased her off his lap. Taking her hand in his he walked around the display of flowers back to the counter where the woman stood waiting with a basket of flowers beside the register.

With Lucie's hand in his own he walked back to the counter and smiled at the woman. "All finished sir." She said her eyes downcast. It was usual for people to advert their gaze or stare at him, Sasha was used to it. "Thank you ma'am. How much do I owe you?" He asked and nodded at her quoted price. Taking out his wallet he paid her in cash and gave her a large tip for working so fast on such a short notice. "You can keep the basket.' She said smiling at the tip he gave her. "Thank you, and I hope you have a lovely day." He said hooking his arm through the handle of the wicker basket lifting it from the counter. With flowers and Lucie in tow he left the shop and returned to his car. Opening the door for her he helped her in, then sat the flowers in the back. Walking around the car he got into the drivers seat and brought the car to life with a growl. "Off to the cemetery." He said leaning over and kissing her cheek before pulling away and driving off.

"One of the things I do about once a month or so is visit the cemetery and lay flowers on the older graves that are no longer visited. You can tell which ones those are. I do it because I want the departed to know that they haven't been forgotten, even if I don't know them, or anything about them I have respect for anyone that has made it to the end of this game called life."
 
Oh. It was such a different thing to think about death and to crave it so badly she would pay him to kill her, but another thing to think of the finality of it all. He would be the one that would mourn her loss after she made him lover her, and it saddened her for a moment to have the perspective in her mind. But even still, the world was dark and grey and she knew that the world would continue on with or without her. She was just one person and he would mourn her but he would also learn from her how to feel love and how to let someone die in a way they wished. He was teaching her lessons of life in such a short period of time she knew it was the right choice to make. Sasha was the choice to make.

She turned meek again as they were interrupted by the flowers being ready, standing steady at his side as the quiet observer as the woman averted her gaze. Lucie let her eyes move from his face - handsome but nearly every bit of it covered in ink - back to the woman who looked as if she would rather look at a skinned rat than him. Such a judgmental world they lived in when someone that looked as beautiful as him couldn’t be appreciated for what he was. She remained silent until they were back in his car, her eyes on his face as he paid attention to the road. Lucie had come to the conclusion that the flowers were for those he had been bid out to kill, but the truth was much sweeter than she could have imagined.

He remembered the forgotten. Her eyes were soft and despite her best efforts, she couldn’t fight the tears that were welling. “Oh, Sasha,” Her voice crumpled and the fight against the tears was lost. “I-I’m sorry,” She stammered as she wiped at her face ashamed in her own weakness, “You are just… Beyond sweet. It’s so very ironic that I meet you now and not sooner.” She admitted with a bitter laugh.
 
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