Rave (Midnight/asasthana)

[Midnight]

The sun was setting, and most of the citizens of the streets were returning to their hiding places for the cold winter night to set in on them. Neon lights lit the narrow streets and the sound of the thundering elevated trains that brought many people from place to place echoed through the dark alleyways of the closely packed buildings. It was raining and there was a big chance of snow, the water pouring from the sky did nothing to stifle the smell of decay and the feeling of despair was ever present. This was the lower city, the place where the government pushed the lower class into. The lower city was maze of back alleys and small streets, way too small for cars to pass through, the buildings were cramped together but the streets surprisingly well lit with the eerie glow of the signs that showed off the dens of vice that were oh so common in this part of the city, the streets were so cold at night, and survival was a daily struggle. Chemist was his favorite name, but he had others, The Candyman, the Russian, ect.

One of those buildings had a special purpose, it was bigger than most, and the only entrance was a stairway leading down to a thick reinforced Iron door. This was a building belonging to one of the most powerful men in the city, A man known as Nikolai Romanov.

Nikolai Romanov was known through the streets as 'The Chemist', a man that the oppressed people of the city turned to when they needed release from their daily torments in the form of powerful mind altering drugs, the latest being a powerful drug by the name of Rave. Rumors were whispered of him as a government scientist who came from the upper city, where people lived in mild prosperity, a master of chemicals who got sick of his job and plied his trade elsewhere.

Many people in the lower city were addicted to this drug especially in the area near where Niko lived. They took it to get away from their daily lives, to get away from the crime, the poverty, the crushing government taxes that pressed many people to the brink of bankruptcy, the fact that at any time they could be subject to a raid.... Here in the lower city, survival was an everyday challenge, and Rave made it just a little easier. Niko was the only man able to make Rave, it's production from a highly toxic plant was a top secret, and attempts to bootleg the little red pills almost always resulted in lethal consequences. Niko had appeared about five years ago, and his drugs followed shortly after. It wasn't uncommon to see a man or woman on the street without a blanket, holding themselves with a look of bliss on their faces.

Rave was expensive and rare even in the lower city, but in the upper city it was even more expensive. Taking the drug produced quick and powerful effects of warmth and happiness, mixed with the sensations of an aphrodisiac and euphoria. The person who takes the drug is in a dreamlike state for a little while, all pain and suffering they feel goes away while the drug lasts. Romanov made it a sweet deal, giving it out at a fairly cheap price at first, then raising the price, especially in areas he knew people could afford it, Romanov was very wealthy very soon, and he started spreading his business elsewhere.

Niko lie back in a chair in his dimly lit office of the underground complex, his body in a relaxed position and his eyes directed towards a series of television and computer screens, taking in the profits he had made through the sales of his drug, scanning for any of the drug someone might have skimmed off the top. The man ran a hand through his medium length dark hair and released a heavy sigh. The man leaned back in the chair, allowing one of his legs to prop him up and reclined in the chair. He failed to notice the shadowy form moving towards him on the cabinets above him. The room had a strange blue glow, seeing that the screens were the only thing illuminating the room.

Niko jumped when something small and furry landed in his lap, almost sending his cat flying through the air. The tabby meowed noisily and Niko laughed, picking the small creature up off his lap and placing him on the brown cat bed that sat across from the computers as he sat up straight and stood from his chair, again running his hand through his messy hair and sighing before mumbling to himself. "I need some coffee" The man's accent had lessened a little since he arrived, but it was still fairly strong. Niko left his office, leaving the cat in the room as he left into the plain white hallway of the second floor. The hallway had four doors and two set of stairs leading out either side. The way up lead to the business areas and the entrance of the complex, the second level was Niko's home, a kitchen, several restrooms, Romanov's bedroom, a living room, and his office. The only way to get to the third basement level was a staircase hidden behind a false wall. Romanov's eyes were sleepy as he walked up the hall and up the stairs into what appeared to be a waiting room to get himself what he desired when he heard his dog bark. The man moved to investigate then entrance of the complex, noticing his German Sheppard was acting up, someone was outside the door. Niko was quick to wake up, his grey eyes narrowing as he approached the entrance of the complex.

Niko almost jumped again when he heard a banging at his door that got his dog barking again, the big canine straining against his leash barking loudly. Romanov allowed his teeth to grit together, it couldn't have been a customer at this time. The man's eyes narrowed and he reached to his side, drawing his gun and holding it up, shushing his dog, he could feel his heartbeat pick up and his adrenaline rush as he popped the door open, peeking through the crack with his gun ready to see what was outside.

 

[asasthana[old]]

Lianna stared at the blood, watching the thickening liquid creep it's way over her skin, funneled by the network of folds in her hand, toward her wrist from her fingertips. Fascinated by this steady progression, she watched a drop fell from her white flesh to land on the carpet below. Another drop followed. Lianna blinked, snapping out of her near trance-like state, and wiped up the mess. Three of her other fingers were already bandaged, the white gauze stained fire engine red already. Lianna busied herself, wiping up the trickling blood, and then took a deep steady breath. She placed the bleeding digit into the pool of pink stained disinfectant. The breath hissed out instantly, and the bloody fingertip began to foam. Again, she was fascinated, and watched the bubbles appear and build briefly into little hills before subsiding. She was left staring at the raw tip of her digit - The flesh remained, but the skin was carefully cut away, as one would remove the skin from the flesh of an apple. She began to wrap her finger up in gauze to match the other three on that hand. The other hand was already completed. It wouldn't stop some of the more advanced identification techniques, but it would stop the most cursory exam from identifying her. And she certainly didn't want to be identified.

The gauze, oddly, matched her surroundings. Whitewashed walls made a clean slate of the room, matched by white of the carpet. Even the furniture was snowy white painted hardwood, thick and sturdy. Pale green made a nice accent, decorating her bed cover and the curtains of her room. Lianna ignored this all. It wasn't her room - she simply slept there. It was, instead, her mothers room. Every room in the house was her mothers room. Everything in the house was quite simply summed up as her mothers - except her, of course. She was her fathers.

Finished with the bandaging, the brunette shifted her position slightly to a more comfortable stance. She picked back up the knife, and with another deep breath began to slice away the last of her fingertips.



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Liana shouldered her backpack, adjusting how it sat in the hollow of her back. All this technology, and they couldn't manage to make a truly comfortable backpack. Her skin was smudged, and her hair not the cleanest, but she still looked presentable. It would have to do. She finally had her trail, finally knew the source. She began the walk, the sun beating down on the concrete jungle - not that it carried much warmth. She wasn't bothered, ignoring the chilled air of early morning. Indeed, she caried teh air of joy about her like a mantle. It was not true joy, though - her pupils, dialated to their fullest extent, were hidden behind a set of sunglasses.

Rave was such a wonderful, wonderful thing, and a bag of the stuff had a permanent residence in her pack. Originally, she hadn't known to much about the drugs aside from the warnings that were transmitted over the video consoles back home. After she'd left her home, however, she'd encountered it on the streets. She determined it was the most wonderful that existed - even if the price was a tad outrageous. Now, however, she was dirt poor. The stock of cash she'd smuggled from her mothers purse had dwindled. Almost none of it had been spent on food, or shelter, or anything else for that matter - near every penny had gone into the stock of the pills. So her search for it's source began. Armed with this information, she set out to see what sort of deal she could haggle... The stock she had would last her 2 days, and after that she NEEDED that drug.


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Lianna was close, she knew, and night was closing in around her. Light flickered on everywhere in the city, casting a cold blue glare with their energy efficient bulbs. She stopped, and fished out the last of her cash. It was enough. She walked inside the hotel, ignoring the shabby carpeting. After all, she wasn't here to stay.

"Hi, I hate to bother you sir.." she started. She was cut off immediately by the imposing figure behind the desk, the hulking form of a man.

"We don't allow hookers."

"I'm no hooker." She had the grace to look offended. "Nor am I a whore. I just wanted to know if I could buy a room for an hour. Just for myself. No one else."

He grunted, casting her a sidelong look that spoke volumes on his disbelief. "Gotta name?"

"Lilly Howle." She produced a flimsy piece of plastic, and held it out. It detailed her on it, and looked terribly authentic - which it was, exception of the picture.

"Alright. The room is one floor up, 3rd on the right. Be out of there in an hour. If anyone is seen coming or going besides you, I'm calling the cops."

Lianna nodded and hurried upstairs. By the hours finish she'd gotten into clean clothing and washed away the grime of the street. She left, turning the key back into the front desk. The man just gave her another suspicious look, and then sent her on her way.


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The last bit of her cash was promptly used up in the ride to the address. It wasn't far, but it was cold outside, and she didn't want to be there longer than she had too. Paying the man everything she had, plus a few coins she picked up on the street outside the car, she turned to the imposing structure in front of her. Double checking the address, she went down the stairs one by one.

Again, she hesitated. She'd come this far, however, and couldn't let herself stop now. She rapped mightily on the door. The sound of the dog inside made her jump, and as the door cracked open, she was still wide eyed.

 

[Midnight]

Niko had heard the banging at his door only moments ago, and when he opened it he blinked, his eyes widening slightly. The man let the door open just a crack and blinked, on the other side of the door was a young woman who looked nothing over eighteen. Niko blinked a bit and scowled when he caught sight of the girl. The man opened the door a little more so the girl could see his face and scowled. There she was, the girl who had disturbed a perfectly decent night and riled Niko's dog up was standing outside the door, in the freezing rain. Romanov shushed his dog again and narrowed the door.

Niko frowned when he saw the girl standing in the doorway, he felt a pang of pity for the poor thing, standing out there in the rain. The man looked through the crack and sized the girl up, smirking, "What the hell are you doing here at this time of night" The accent in his voice had faded to near nonexistent, but when he stressed his syllables they tended to show. "The shop is closed..."

The kid looked like she had originally came from the upper city, where most of the idiots came from that were onto his drug really hard, also where Rave cost the most to buy, by Niko's own orders too, the people in upper city had enough money, they could blow it all on the drug and Niko only got wealthier from the results. He never particularly cared for rich people, they made excellent test subjects though, and had a lot of money.

The Government had been making halfhearted attempts to keep it's citizens from doing Rave through videos spread about the network, but they never went for Niko himself, too well protected, and cops were easy to bribe... The Videos seemed to get many more people hooked on the substaqnce, which Niko didn't mind at all.

Finally Niko sighed heavily and opened the door, chances were the kid wouldn't give up, she looked like she had been doing his drug too, she probably wanted more, and she wouldn't go away until he sold her some more. Niko undid several latches and the heavy door swung open, leaving Niko in the entrance, his gun in his hand with the other bracing the heavy door. "Get inside, if you die of cold the corpse might be bad for business..." Niko was a very handsome man for a drug producer, his fine Baltic features enhanced by Grey eyes and jet black hair that was arranged in an artfully messy pattern. The man was wearing what looked like an improvised lab coat, a dark brown long coat that reached his ankles, black pants and boots, and a white tee shirt that hugged his slim frame. Finally a pair of goggles rested on his head, making him almost appear like a mad scientist.

"Get inside" Niko ordered, stepping to the side so the girl could come inside his waiting room before closing and securly locking the door. She probably wanted some Rave, and Niko had a bag of the little red pills on hand, so he wouldn't mind selling some to her if she had money. What he didn't know was that she didn't have any. The first Floor of Niko's complex was fairly straightforward, through the door was what looked like any doctor's waiting room and several facilities for guests and the guards who worked here during the day, his staff, two couches sat opposite from each other with a coffee table in between them and a stand with magazines nearby.

"So, did you come all the way from the upper city just to get a fix? You know there are dealers up there..." Romanov paused "Or are you here to sell girl scout cookies?" Romanov smiled a little at his joke as he prepared to go off get some coffee "Sit on the couch" Romanov gestured to a comfortable looking brown couch. "Want any coffee?" This kind of hospitality was a little weird for Niko, but he didn't mind, as far as he knew, she was a customer. Niko walked into the room over, passing by another reinforced door that lead to his living quarters before coming out with a pot of steaming hot coffee and two cups, which he sat down on the table before fishing out a bag of the little red pills.

Each individual pill was fairly expensive even down here, they were a little smaller then M&M's candy and were marked with a "R", which was short for either "Rave" or "Romanov" Niko looked at the girl, his eyes questioning as he sat down "So, how much were you planning on buying?"

 

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Lianna stared at the man. Indeed, he looked a tad crazed. She didn't care, however, as long as he was the producer of her magic pill. She bit a lip and slid inside the building, her wet hair plastered to her face. Drops of liquid clung like diamonds to her flesh, shining tantalizingly on her skin. The smooth flesh looked pristine - common nowadays with the vaccines against such common things as acne that were given at the first signs of puberty. Her lips were a lovely blush, turned pale by the bitter cold, that normally complimented the blue of her eyes, so dark they were nearly black.

"I'm sorry, sorry, so sorry..." she mumbled, gathering her hair into a tail that she pulled over her shoulder. She had the grace to twist the length, wringing liquid out outside the door before Niko closed and locked it - The silken strands had still been wet when she'd left the hotel earlier that day, and the trip into the watery night had done it no good. "Coffee.. Coffee would be wonderful..." She shrugged off the pack, and the ratty sack slid down her arms. She held it with a single hand before setting down the dangling pack beside her as she sat. She didn't look homeless. She didn't even look like a runaway. Something, however, was off. It became clearer when she reached out for a cup. The fingers were oddly disfigured, the skin still pink and shiny, scar tissue mounded on the tips.

"Coffee would be amazing." She glanced up at the man, her dilated pupils turning her eyes into pure black despite the blue, and blushed. She expected his next question, but didn't answer right away. Instead she let the silence stretch, sniffing the coffee he poured into her cup breifly before takin a sip. She grimaced.


"Got any sugar?" she questioned, raising her eyes again. "Sugar would be amazing. And milk too... Oh, and.. well. I don't have any money." Quickly, the girl looked back down, concentrating hard on the black steaming liquid. She was embarrassed. Honestly, she hadn't thought this far ahead. Now that she was here, she had no idea what to do. She needed to do.. something..., needed to secure a nice supply for the last few days. She paused. The high was waning, her pill from earlier nearly completely gone. She sat down the mug on the table in front of her, and reached over to her pack. Those blue eyes slid to the gun.

"I'm just getting something. Not a weapon." She unzipped it, and slid her hand inside. She fished out a pathetically barren baggy. Three pills were left. She slid out one.

"You see, I have a problem..." She sat the baggy down in front of her, beside her coffee. Despite the lack of sugar, or milk, she took a large gulp. The red pill disappeared between her lips.

 

[Midnight]

Niko distracted himself with sitting down and looking into his coffee before taking a deep drink from it, he was used to running pretty much solely on coffee, he liked the feeling of the caffeine rushing through his system. The man sat back in the couch and relaxed, allowing himself to take up as much room as he desired, the girl would probably have to stay here overnight then he could send her home and on her way "Yes, I have some sugar for you" Niko gestured to a small pot which held some sugar cubes that he usually served to customers.

When the girl informed Niko that she had no money he blinked and gave her a rather nasty look "excuse me?" The man growled the words, the girl had come all the way here, on foot from what it seemed, and didn't have any money at all. The male let out a heavy sigh "I am not a person who gives out freebies" Niko took the bag in his hand and stuffed it back into his jacket pocket with a scowl. The man crossed his leg over the other and frowned as he looked at the dirty girl, noticing her fingers, his eyes moved from her hands to her face, his gaze intensifying into a glare for a moment. Niko adjusted himself in the couch, the whole thing had become quite awkward since she arrived and told him she had no money...

Withdrawal from the drug was extremely unpleasant, but never lethal,, an emptiness and longing that got worse each day before a day full of nightmares and cold separated a happy ravehead from a miserable sober. Niko leaned back in the couch. The man suspiciously watched her draw a rather pathetic baggie with no less than three pills out of the bag and sighed when he watched her swallow the pills without any form of assistance and informed him that she had a problem...

"I can see that, you are hooked on Rave, you want more, but you seem to have forgotten that I don't give Rave away for free... Now you are sitting here in my home wasting my time in the middle of the night..." Niko spoke somewhat harshly, his temper flaring a little, this was a big waste of his time, and he had only just realized the girl was a runaway.

"sorry love, no money, no rave" Niko sat back, his eyes scanning over the female's body, a small grin appearing on his lips "But, tell me, were you even planning on returning home?" Romanov had noticed her fingers earlier... this complicated things a lot, but Niko could find a way to turn this to his advantage at least. "So, what are you going to do?" Romanov leered a little, his hand still on his gun, but the other was on his bag.

Niko sat back on the couch, grinning "Tell you what, I am sure we can work out some kind of deal, you need rave, and I am a lonely man, here is my offer. You don't have any money but you do have something I can appreciate." Niko grinned "You could sell yourself to me... become my "employee" of sorts... and I can give you your fix when you need it." Niko smiled a bit, he was getting a little greedy, sure, but she was desperate... Niko looked at her, his eyes focusing in on her. "Hey, if you could give a good blowjob once in a while I might be willing to part with some of these and not feel that ripped off..." Niko patted the spot on his jacket and grinned.

"Of course" Niko interjected before the girl could answer his initial statement. "if you don't want to, I can let you stay here until it stops raining and send you home empty handed..."

 

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She drank down some more of the coffee after doctoring it up heavily with sugar. Caffeine and sugar was another vice, but when sheâ??d gained the addiction to Rave sheâ??d abandoned the far less potent sensations from more mundane stimulants. She picked back up the baggy (now down to two sad little pills that huddled together for warmth in the corner of the bag) and slid it back into the pouch of her pack they called home.

â??You want me to fuck you, then? Orâ?¦ Or just a blowjob?â? She straightened up, and those large eyes looked at him questioningly. This wasnâ??t exactly what sheâ??d planned â?? but then again, sheâ??d never planned anything beyond getting to the place. Some part of her, probably, had known exactly what to expect when she got here, though sheâ??d never thought it out rationally, and it explained the lack of surprise she felt at his suggestion. She shifted her position again slightly, already tugging on the button of her jeans discreetly with one hand. The button popped undone.

She sat back on the couch, her head cocking slightly to the side as she gazed at him with thickly lashed eyes. She was wearing a jacket; some type of cotton like fabric dyed a deep blue. Lighter grey details decorated the breast, intricate patterns of orchids and leaves. It was open, the hood thrown back. Her shirt underneath it was a white (or at least some representation of white, itâ??d been tinted grey and blue from its trip through the wash in preparation for this visit) tank-top that clung to her flesh and revealed the tantalizing curves. She was young enough to look like jailbait, despite the fact she was now legal. Her legs had a clingy jean, a bit too tight, sheathing them. Like the shirt, they were a bit of an off color, the blue a bit darker than it should have been. Bleach had attacked the denim at some time, and there were cream and white colored spots splattered across the leg. It was nearly artful, but it was a bit to random to have been intentional.

â??If I do this, you will let me have the Rave?â? She chewed on a lip for a moment before standing up, obviously debating his request.

â??Alright.â? The jacket hit the floor, and she tugged up the tank-top next. Her skin was a golden brown, smooth and tantalizing across her abdomen as the shirt raised. She tugged the tank-top off, and her breasts were as lovely as they had looked in the shirt, the round globes topped by nipples so red they looked rouged. There were several small freckles on her chest, marring the skinâ??s smooth color. She was blushing, despite herself. Though the Rave was beginning to work its magic, it hadnâ??t worked on her body enough to erase all her inhibitions.

She began to walk towards where sat, and as she did the undone jeans slid lower on her hips. By the time she stood beside him, there were hanging there by a hair. As with everywhere else, the inches of revealed flesh were delectable and smooth. The pseudo-wealthy held fast to their traditions of hairless females, and newer technologies insured it never began to grow and never had to be removed. The result was tantalizing softness, to say the least.

 

[Midnight]

"The whole package, blowjob, fuck... I might as well get my rave's worth" Romanov answered when the female put her baggy away and asked him if he wanted just a blowjob... "Hell, if you want, you stay here with me, as an 'employee' of sorts... you keep me happy, and I pay you in rave, plus you could have a place to stay too" Niko's eyes moved to the girl's jeans as she unbuttoned them and his grin became much bigger. The man didn't look much older than her but she still looked like jailbait, which was actually quite the turn-on... Romanov watched as the began undressing, his smirk not changing as his grey eyes scanned up and down her lithe body rather lustfully. His own body had begun to react to the prospect of pleasure that was heading his way...

"Of course... The better you do, the more I let you have, if you decide to stay of course..." Romanov grinned "I will give you your rave once we are done..." The male looked over her again as she removed. For now Niko would have to just enjoy himself, so that was what he did, watching as the girl removed her clothing and finally her top. Niko nodded in approval as he gazed at the girl's body, oh how he was going to enjoy feeling those beautiful breasts. The male was an appreciator of the female body, and he enjoyed watching the girl blush as she stripped naked for him "Good girl" he cooed, smiling as he watched the girl stand up and move over to Romanov's couch, her pants dropping teasingly low as Romanov undid the button on his own jeans.

The girl was quite beautiful, and the sight of her spotless skin and supple curves almost made niko drool with anticipation. The male's eyes looked over her greedily and that smirk never faded from his face for an instant.

Romanov smiled gently as the girl approached him, allowing a hand to extend to gently capture her wrist. The male smiled and helped ease her pants down only a little bit more before he reached down and began to pull down the zipper of his pants with an agonizingly slow rate. Romanov's hand began to wander to explore her nearly naked form, from her wrist to her side, and finally to one of the beautiful breast, rolling it in his hand and smiling in approval, he had certanly made a good catch tonight... The man removed his gloves so he could feel the suppleness of her flesh. Romanov's own arousal became quickly apparent as the front of his pants began to rise, his now ungloved hands moving over the girl's side as she stood by him "Lets start with a blowjob hm?" Niko said with a smile... his hands were surprisingly soft, and they did not seem to know limits. Niko's hand reached up, feeling the firmness of her breast before massaging it a little, getting the aphrodisiac portion of the drug going at least before rubbing his finger over the nipple. For a Drug dealer Niko was quite skilled in his attentions. The male fondled her breast for a minute and stopped, and directing his attention to his pants, pulling the zipper clear and extracting his manhood for the girl to see.

Niko smiled and looked up at the girl, spreading his knees a bit so she could get in between his legs in a good position or from wherever she wanted to. Niko was fairly well endowed and appeared to keep very good hygiene, he actually smelled a little bit like Rave itself, a sweet smell. His manhood stood tall and at ready, a bit of his precum at the tip, causing the head to glisten slightly. Niko removed his jacket, putting it on the other side of his body where he could get the girl's fix for her after their... fun.

"So... have you had sex before? Having it on rave is something else..." Some of the upper city people were uptight about sexuality, then again with modern birth control a lot of people were quite promiscous.

 

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The look she gave him was scathing, her eyes narrowing at his inquirery.

â??Yes, Iâ??ve had sex beforeâ?¦ Not on Rave, though. Just normal, boring, everyday sex. Iâ??ve also given a blowjob... or two.â? She was already moving to kneel in front of him, stepping out of her jeans. She had to admit it â?? she was dripping wet already, which was unusual. The feel of his fingers on her breast, the thought of what was happening, it was all enticing her and causing her to become increasingly aroused. The sex she had had before hadnâ??t been the best, and sex wasnâ??t something she normally desired â?? Yet at this moment, with the Rave coming into effect, she felt the desire mounting. It was only to be expected.

â??Is it so different to have sex while high?â? A stupid question, she already knew the answer. The sex now would be many times better then any sheâ??d ever had.

Her knees on the cool floor, she wrapped her fingers around his length, the tips of forefinger and thumb barely brushing each other. â??Donâ??t stop touching me...â? she whispered, and then her head dipped down. Her tongue slid over the tip briefly, collecting the precum. She paused, pulling her tongue back into her mouth with exaggerated sensuality, and looked up at him, smiling widely.

â??Youâ??re very excitedâ?¦â? her voice had dropped to something that was almost a purr. â??I like you excited... So big!â? Again, her tongue played a tantalizing dance over his flesh, licking and caressing warmly up and down his shaft. Every little bit of his length got attention from her tongue before she began a slow stroke up and down with a hand. Her mouth captured the shaft, and followed the motion. She took more and more between those blush red lips, till she removed her hand and began to work her way to the base. Her hands free, she slid one between his legs, cupping and caressing his balls. The other slid down her own body, and delved into her slit, teasing and tweaking her clit in time to the strokes of her mouth. Softly, she moaned, the vibrations reverberating over his flesh. She hadnâ??t been lying about her experience in this field â?? her skills here were phenomenal, only enhanced by the powerful drug.

Furiously, her fingers worked the sensitive bud of flesh between her legs, and as she did the moans grew louder. She couldnâ??t help herself, feeling the build of pleasure like wave mounting on the horizon. She had to pull her head away then, and knelt between his legs, entranced by her own pleasure, before finally the dam broke, and she cried out. Her entire body arched slightly, presenting the round globes of her breasts, her toes curling as the orgasm coursed through her slight frame. It had only been a few minutes since sheâ??d begun licking and sucking every inch of his length, only a few minutes since taking another dose of Rave, and already the effect of the little red pill was very strong as it coursed through her blood. Panting, she was already stroking herself again, already taking his length back into her mouth. She had switched hands, and her cum covered fingers were now sliding up and down his shaft along with her mouth. She tasted nearly sweet, and certainly didnâ??t mind the extra bit of lubrication.

 

[Midnight]

"of course... Rave makes your body at least six times as sensitive to pleasure" Niko had tested the drug on local thugs quite extensively. Niko smiled upon her admittance of having sex before "good then... I will not feel guilty over what we are about to do..." The male smirked, this was going to be good.

Romanov smiled and watched the female duck in between his legs, the jeans dropping all the way before she did and gently wrapped her fingers around his length. Romanov nodded when the girl asked for him to keep touching her, and that was what he did. Romanov's hands did not stop giving attention to those beautiful breasts, his right hand staying at one of them and his left moved to her neck as she began her attentions on his manhood. "Good" he replied to her comments about liking him excited. "Keep it up and I can stay that way for a while."

When Niko's cock began to vanish into the girl's mouth he almost gasped, she was good! The male smiled and let out a heavy breath as he watched her go to work, on him, and on herself, the whole time his hands ran over her body, his left making sure to massage her shoulder and neck and the other lingering around the flesh of her breast. The girl eventually didn't need to use her hand, but Niko still felt the pleasure beginning to build, he wasn't on rave, it would take him a little longer for him to cum but with her skill... Niko felt like quickly he was in heaven. The male sat back a little, removing his hand from her breast and to her shoulder so he was no longer leaning over.

There were time where Niko regretted leaving his life as an actual scientist... then again, most scientists never got to do this kind of thing. The male smirked at the thought... Niko himself lost his virginity quite a bit ago, if he would have stayed a chemist that wouldn't have happened and he wouldn't have a beautiful girl giving him head at that moment.

When the girl came all over herself Niko couldn't help but smirk, though the girl left his cock alone for a couple seconds as she did so he was pleased that she was enjoying herself as she got him off with her mouth. The male was approaching his own climax and was beginning to show the signs of it, his cock twitching on occasion as the female began to resume her attentions on him. The male smiled patiently at the girl as she began again, her fingers slick from her own excretions. "I am going to cum soon " Niko felt he should at least be a gentleman and warn her before he did.

As the girl sucked him Romanov's breaths became raspy, he was enjoying himself all right, this girl was a keeper. "keep going" Romanov said, smiling leaning over a little, moving his hands to tweak her nipples to give her that extra bit of pleasure "once I cum we can move on to the main course..." The male's hands were quite skilled as they played with her nipples, encouraging her to work a little harder. Niko could feel the pleasure rising in him quickly with the skill the girl was using.

 

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[Short post is a result of ... not being able to think of anything else to type. I want to get the RP moving, though. I like it to much to let die!]



Lianna curled her fist tighter, the scarred fingertips a severe contrast of texture. She was moving quicker now, eager to bring him the same intense pleasure she'd been given. Her moans were softer, higher pitched things then before, but they still pulsed through his length with every one. Her other hand slid away from her slit and began to play with her breasts, tugging and twisting her nipples. They were so sensitive that it didn't matter she was no longer caressing the tiny pearl of supper sensitive flesh in her cleft. She pulled away briefly, and gasped.

"D-Damn." she whispered. Never before had she felt anythign quite like this. She was swaying slightly, as if to a song in her own head. It let her bod weave slowly, the tanned flesh golden in the light.

Her lips returned to his shaft, and she sucked enthusiastically again. Her other hand was continuously alternating between her clit and chest, before she got a bright idea. He was getting close, she could feel the twitching and swelling between her lips. She pulled away from his shaft, and began to quickly jack Nico off. "Come. Come for me.. Please..." She was aiming her for her mouth, which was opened slightly, and her chest. She wanted to give a picture perfect show - After all, the better show she did, the better rave she'd get, most likely. Even as she enticed him to come over her body, she was still edging herself ever closer to her own second orgasm. She wasn't usually multiorgasmic, but with the drug coursing through her system she didn't see how it mattered.