Shifty Eye's [Broken x Lied]

The Office building on West and twenty was old and dreary. It is said it will be torn down soon to bring up a new and improved building, but for now it served as a simple workplace for different companies to do completely mundane tasks every day. But like any office full of the rich, there had to be those to clean after them.

Leo was one of these people. A young man who hardly spoke, he did his job well. Clean up, be invisible, and never get in the way. To many of the office he was a ghost. Even when people thanked him or spoke to him, he would listen, but only acknowledge with a nod of his head or a simple eye lock. He was an odd man, but since he did his job well no one minded.

However, there was a specific women in the building that got a completely different treatment then anyone else. No one else really knew, but Leo was infatuated with one of the office women.

Nicole Summers..

This women had stolen Leo's heart, with the way she moved, the way she dressed, and the way she spoke. Everything about her Leo desired...

She would always find that her office was clean, even after leaving any sort of garbage on her desk it was gone the next time she would return from the bathroom, she would sometimes get anonymous flowers or sweets on her desks from him, but do not mistake this crush as a cute story, no, there was a much darker side to it.

There was hunger, and Leo got better and better at getting what he wanted.

Nicole had a specific outfit that Leo liked, a rather short white miniskirt, blue blouse with an open hole in the middle that showed off her bust well, and black heels. But Leo knew that under that skirt she wore a white thong, how? He was a ghost, no one ever thought to think where he was looking when he cleaned under desks, or if he was tech savvy and had access to cameras.

But this hunger was getting stronger, glimpses were not enough anymore, he had to have something more...

Leo was using a silent vacuum today against the rough carpet of the office, but it was only to allow himself to enter Nicoles office, he had earphones in, but they were definitely not on, he nodded to acknowledge her, but then he got on his knee's as he began to scoot the vacuum around under surfaces, but allowed him to turn his head and look under the desk at her, with hungry eye's.

Nicole went to work today with a positive outlook. She was going to get things done today, and would finalize a big project that had taken months to get through. It would be easy, she hoped. Sometimes it was hard to stay focused and disciplined upon work while secluded in her own office space. There really was no one to look over her shoulder and keep her on task. It was quite, lonely, and even dreary at times. Nicole had tried to brighten it up by using a cheery shade of orange on the walls, and had used accents in yellow to pop upon her desktop. A yellow gerber daisy, a yellow notepad keeper, a yellow mousepad, a yellow bunny figurine...

There were no yellow picture frames, though. No pictures of family, friends, or pets. If there was any one thing in life she was closed off to, it was her willingness to open up and be relaxed about the relationships in her life. Otherwise, Nicole was quite a well-rounded individual, and was good at carrying conversations.

This janitor, however, was a hard nut to crack. In past efforts of breaking the ice between them she would only receive a feint smile or a nod of the head in return. It was well overdue the time of being just another face about the office building. But Nicole only knew his name as Leo because of the appliqued name-patch on his drab uniform. It wasn't as if he had offered to her his name...or number.

As Leo entered the office Nicole looked up from her computer and instantly saw the headphones in his ears. It had become a routine now. She had learned that he wouldn't socialize with anyone, and when there was headphones in his ears you were lucky to at least get a nod of ackowledgement from him. Nicole put her chin into her palm, her elbow upon the desk beside her keyboard, and took to watching him for a couple of seconds. He was very fetching, in her opinion. She will admit that she would be tickled to learn his phone number...she'd bet that Leo was a completely different personality outside the job. He was just one of those types who took his job duties very seriously, everyone surmised.

Nicole sighed, and went back to work as Leo disapeared upon the floor somewhere with his silent vacuum. She was wearing her favorite outfit today. It was part of that positive upkeep she was determined to maintain all day. The phone rang...and Nicole answered it so fast that it had never had a chance to ring a second time. She felt bubbly, and felt as though she could deal with any issue anyone would throw at her.

"Hello Mrs. Childers! ....yes, yes I did look into that the other day..." Nicole adjusted in her seat, leaning back, knowing this would be a semi-lengthy conversation. "Well you see, the property has become decoupled when your lawyer made that mistake..." Nicole moved one hand to her breasts and adjusted the neck hem of the low-cut shirt back in place, so that the lacey edge of her bra wasn't peeking anymore. Her eyes cut a glance towards Leo...silently wondering if he had noticed...she liked to feel slutty, but not desperately so. "No no, I am sure it was just a mistake on his part ma'am. He would take no benefit in making a move such as that one." Nicole noticed how Leo dipped closer towards under her desk, and after a minute or two, Nicole writhed her hips and crossed her legs...a bit modestly. "It will maybe take another month or two to fix things up and then you will be able to sell the property. Right now it is landlocked because of that mistake, but it only takes one judge to sign off on it, so is an easy process." Nicole started to bob her ankle up and down, flashing her strappy, black heels. She smiled and giggled at something that Mrs. Childers said, "yes, I will be working late tonight, perhaps even after hours when everyone else has skedaddled. But I don't expect for you to show up that late ma'am. It will be ok to bring me those papers tomorrow morning. I will get them processed for you then." Nicole nodded, and smiled a final time, "Sounds good. ...alright...bye bye."

Nicole hung up the phone and sighed. She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, framed in yellow, and then uncrossed her legs and leaned forwards back to her computer screen. She flicked some stray strands of her polished, angled bob haircut back into place, and set herself back to work again. Seemingly trying to ignore the presence of a hot janitor in her small, lonely office space.

She would see Leo's Manuel vacuum scoot in and out of view under a few desks, but he got to see much more than he let on. He always wore his cap low, which caused the visor to fall just below his eye's which allowed him to look anywhere he pleased.

When she leaned back, Leo's eye's took in the full visage of her undercarriage, that tight white thong that she wore was always such a pleasant gift that she unintentionally gave him. How could he not look with a white skirt that hung so tight and rose so high.

He sat up as if to stretch, which was when he caught the hint of lace on her bussom, before she pulled the tight fabric of her shirt back up, which was when his eye's raised up, just in time when she glanced at him, and they made eye contact. He was caught, but he hardly reacted, he just eyed her quietly as a soft smirk creased the side of his mouth before he continued cleaning around her desk.

He did grit his teeth slightly when she crossed her legs, he wasn't done looking, however he kept playing along until he could hear her getting close to the end of her call. To which he picked up his vacuum as if to leave, before the light overhead flashed white, made a popping sound, and went dim, casting the office into a gloom. Leo looked up at it then to her, he then shrugged as he set the Vacuum aside, however, the next part was just to get under her 'skin'.

He zipped his janitor jumpsuit down, and pulled the arms down, wrapping them around his hips into a knot, he wore a sleeveless white tank top under the jumpsuit, which accented his muscular arms quite well, and his rather big torso muscles that hid underneath the white fabric. He pulled the cap around, which showed more of his somber but very masculine features, but with a peculiar scar running against it that looked like a big burn mark.

He stepped up to her desk, and without saying a word he planted a foot on an empty space and stood up, right infront of her and began to fiddle with the light. The Proximity would definitely change her atmosphere, for his groin was just above her head, and the way he stretched up for the light made his muscles move about in a very hypnotic way, he was no longer wearing earphones, which made the silence even more intense. It appeared he was unscrewing the lightbulb, but it sure felt like it took a lot longer than usual.

When the overhead lights flashed and popped Nicole jumped in fright. A small squeal escaped her mouth before she quickly clamped it shut with the palm of her hand. Suddenly embarrassed for her jumpy reaction, she just stared at Leo in the gloomy dark. Then she giggled softly, laughing at her silly self. It was just a blown light bulb...not the rapture. Of course, Leo didn't laugh along with her, which only made her feel slightly more embarrassed.

She didn't expect Leo to get to work immediately on the task. At first she appeared confused as he shrugged his shoulders, sat the vacuum down, and started to unzip his uniform jumpsuit. She imagined having to fill out a maintenance card and turning it in. Then spending two or three days in the dark as the maintenance card ran it's course through paperwork before someone finally showed up with a light bulb replacement. Either Leo was going to take advantage of the sudden darkness with some naughty engagement, or he was gearing up to fix the sudden problem. Nicole knew it was wishful thinking on her part to believe the former, so she dropped her hand and gave Leo a smile of gratitude for his prompt care.

Her gratitude had a double face, though. Her eyes dropped upon his body and a newfound gratitude for his hot appearance took over. Dramatic eyelashes danced as she scanned him from head to toe, and her mouth parted into a small 'o' as she took note of his masculine, upper torso. That jumpsuit he wore had been hiding a toned body, and with its arms bound about his waist Leo only appeared enticingly delicious.

Nicole was stunned, and found herself leaning back in the chair when Leo stepped towards her desk and hoisted himself to stand up upon it. She tilted her head upwards and gazed at this new point of view, her mouth parting more. Wetness began to seep and soak the thin, white material of her panties. The temperature suddenly became hot in the room. Nicole was writhing in lust...

"Uh..you know Leo...we should exchange phone numbers sometime and get a bite to eat or something," She heard herself say. Oh gods, did that really come out of her mouth?! No turning back now, at least. She fumbled to smooth this over as her mind struggled with the hypnotic movements of his muscles. Her nature was to just turn it into a lighthearted sentiment, considering how embarrassed she was as awkward silence ensued between them. "I know you are not much for words...I promise you wont have to talk any...I can make up enough conversation for the both of us!" She giggled. And then swallowed, nervously.

The light clicked back on as Leo twisted a new bulb he put in from inside his pocket..Strange, did he know that he would change a bulb today, when she asked for his number Leo looked quietly down at her, his strong dominant eye's taking her in momentarily. From his vantage point he saw directly down into Nicole's cleavage, which was a very lovely sight. But the way she breathed and the way she was flushed let him know that she was turned on, to which both excited Leo, and made him feel oddly impatient. This building was old...But he could never take her here..Maybe it was time for getting good views was over, and actually getting to experience them..

He closed the latch on the overhead light, but instead of getting down off the desk, he suddenly crouched down infront of her. His face hovering just a bit from hers as he reached into his back pocket, bringing out a square business card of the janitorial company of their building. It was then however, he reached and took a pen from her desk and began writing on it, he then put the pen down, but as he raised it up to give to her, he reached forward and slipped the card down her impressive cleavage, until only the corner of it was exposed.

He winked quietly, sat on her desk, spun and left the room. Once she took out the card, the company number was scratched off, but what Leo had written for her would either provoke even more lust...Or prickle her senses of fear.

I'll come for you.

It wasn't until much later in the day that she would find out just what he meant.

Towards the end of her shift, and heading towards the parking garage, she heard footsteps behind her, and upon looking around she would see Leo walking close by, right behind her. Hands in pockets, and eye's unable to be seen by his cap. When she looked ahead, she saw that Leo's old red pickup was parked next to her's, had it been that way this morning?

She really couldn't figure Leo out. Everyone in the old building presumed 'Leo the janitor' was shy and socially awkward. But it was times like these, when he paused to look down upon her with those unwaverng eyes, did 'shyness' not cut the bill. Socially awkward may be truth, but there was no bashfulness, timidness, or sheepfulness in that gaze he gave Nicole from way up high. Nicole's return gaze was inexperienced and wishful, puzzled and daring. So many emotional avenues clumped together within her gold eyes that you could just tell, that tonight, she would be laying in bed going over this moment in time like a broken record, no matter which way Leo's answer swung.

Then, Leo quickly finished up and crouched down upon the desk. She took a sudden, deep breath that made her balloon-sized globes fill the confines of her bra. She had never been this close to Leo before, let alone had his unfiltered focus like this. She dropped both hands into her lap and gave him a biddable smile. What else does a woman do when the spotlight is upon her? He reached into his backpocket and procured a business card, and Nicole watched how easily athletic he was. She sat quietly as he scribbled something upon it. Her eyes dabbed between his hands, and his face. She admired his hands; how handy and strong they looked.

She outstretched her hand to take the card when he was done. But before laying it in her fingers he paused, and then reached further and slipped it into her cleavage instead. Her mouth dropped open, entirely shocked. The slipping sensation of the card's rough edges skidding between her flesh made blood rush and juices flow. She really was flabbergasted, and at a loss for anything to say back to him. Nicole placed her palm over her cleavage, then, providing a roof for the business card to be housed under.

He winked and then exited the room, and Nicole finally closed her gapping jaw. He is NOT shy, she told herself.

I'll come for you - It excited her like none other. The mystery...the intrigue...the suspence. The not-knowing, and the loss of having some sense of control when he took the ball into his court, all about drove her senseless for the remaining hours of the work shift. She could barely function upon what needed to get finished, now. Her drive had shifted its purpose.

By the time her shift was over she was more then ready to go home. Original plans would have put her working late hours in the office to push these projects out the door, but she abandoned that. Nicole really didn't have a hub for finishing projects right now. She just wanted to go home and lustfully simmer over Leo.

Now that shyness was no longer a part of his blueprints, ...creepiness did sort of fill that gap. It crossed her mind a few times. But entertaining that thought took energy away from other, more magnificent fancies. However the case, Nicole never thought that Leo's written words meant anything other then some future day down the road - maybe in a week or so. He would slip her a note as she worked in her small office, call her on the phone, bump into each other on a lunch break...

As Nicole walked down the hallway towards the double doors that opened into the parking garage she noticed that Leo ended up being directly behind her. This had never happened before. It made her a little too self-aware of how her heels clicked on the tiles, and how her short, white skirt rode upon her hips. She tucked her purse closer into her body under the swell of her right breast, not because she was scared for her security, but because she felt uncertain and uneasy. Do I say something to him? Should I pretend I didn't see him? He is not much for chit-chat though...gods, this is so awkward.

She struggled with this all the way down the hallway, through the doors, and out towards her silver Audi. She noticed his red truck next to hers, and didn't entirely remember it being like that this morning. Now, those fleeting thoughts of him being a weird creep was coming back to her. She didn't even have to look back at him to feel his looming presence keeping pace behind her. By the time she reached her car she decided to at least say hi and ackowledge Leo, and not be rude. She opened her car door and layed her purse down upon the seat, and before moving to sit down she stood at the door and gave Leo a small wave of her hand, "Hello again." Her voice was lacking confidence. "I hope the rest of your day went well?"

Leo's eye's took in the lovely view of Nicoles rear, the way she walked really caused a rhythmic movement that was mesmerizing, but to Leo, only enticed him to continue with the plan that he had for her. And when she got to her car and opened the door to lay her purse down and turn to him to acknowledge him and say hi. He stepped up close to her, him catching riffs of her perfume, and her catching the smell of his natural odor of hardwork, chemicals, and sweat. He reached around her, which brushed his arm against her face as he closed her car door, hard. Making the sound echo throughout the parking garage. He then reached out, opened the passanger side of his Truck and stared at her quietly for a moment.

"Get in Now."

The way he said it, so direct, harsh and forward. And with such close Proximity he didn't offer her any alternatives, but clearly not allowing her to make her own choice, she felt his hand touch her for the first time. It took hold of her hip were she was assertively turned around facing the passenger door, then with a push to the small of her back, she was quite forced to take a seat in his passenger side without her purse or belongings. And before she could decide to hop out and get them, he close the door on her. To which he slowly walked around, opened his door and got in. He took his time, not saying a word as he put the key into the ignition and the truck roared to live, vibrating her entire being as he pulled the truck into reverse, and left her car and belongings as they went out of the parking garage.

No music, no sound, and no acknowledgement, this was a full on kidnapping that happened with very little violence, mostly due to his own intimidating appearance, and maybe more on how turned on she may of felt by it all. But regardless as they came out on the road he stopped at a red light, which he then reached into his pocket, and pulled out a white hankerchief like object, to which he turned and pulled her close, and wrapped it around her eye's.

"Take it off, and you will be punished.."

Is the words she heard whispered into her ear as the car moved forward, now with no sight, she felt many turns, and gravel roads change into paved ones over and over again, until what seemed like forever she felt hands on her head and the blindfold was removed as she looked at a decent house...In the middle of a forest?

Leo got out, and walked around to the other side of the car, opened it, and reaching in, he took ahold of her by the hips and actually lifted her up out of the car by strength alone and set her down, again the proximity would be quite intimidating to her.

"Go into the house."

He said softly, and little did she know, that would be quite rare for her to hear him speak again. His hands slowly fell away from her hips as his eye's stared intently into hers. He had a hand in his pocket, was there a weapon? Or did he just have a hand in his pocket? Either way, resisting him was a dangerous move right now.

Nicole was thrown for a loop when Leo spoke. She was frozen for a half minute. Was it because he slammed her car door so loud? Was it because of the harsh demand in his tone? Was it because this was not what she had been expecting? Or maybe was it because he had finally spoken and said something to her? Leo's hand on her hip made her blink. He turned her to face the seat and pushed her into the vehicle. Nicole climbed up and sat down, stunned.

Fear and uncertainty clawed up from her heart and settled into her throat. She sat there, quietly, as Leo walked around the truck and got into the driver's seat. She scanned the parking garage to see if anyone else was around. No one. She looked out the window towards her car and saw her purse in there, with her phone. She glanced at Leo as he found his key, and when the ignition started she moved her hand and wraped her fingers upon the handle of the door. But the truck started rolling, and Nicole didn't have the guts to open the door to a moving vehicle.

Nicole was fearfully nervous, and confused. When they reached the red light, and when Leo blindfolded her eyes, did Nicole start to feel panic. "No, no, please..." she mumbled as he secured it. Nicole raised her hands to the material on her eyes and started to finger it, on edge and jumpy.

"Take it off, and you will be punished.."

"ohhh.." Nicole whined, but ceased her effort. Her hands dropped to her cheeks and she held them there, distressed. The truck surged forward and Nicole sat there helplessly. Too bad she wasn't a violent person. She didn't understand any of what was happening. In fact, she felt like he was kidnapping her.

"Please Leo...let's go back, please?" Nicole pleaded with him as the truck rolled on. "You are scaring me. This is not what I meant about exchanging numbers..." Her hands had dropped to her lap and her sweaty palms were gripping the fabric of her skirt. "I don't know what you are doing but this is not my idea of fun."

She tried everything from begging to reasoning to whining to complaining...the entire ride. Well, at least part of the ride. She eventually stopped talking after a while when it became clear she would receive no answer. She wasn't crying, but close to it. Nicole worried and fretted always, before breaking out into tears.

Finally when the truck stopped Nicole didn't know whether to feel rejoice or dread. He took off the blindfold, and Nicole met his face with a gaze of confusion and concern. He ignored her, and got out. She remained seated and started to look at their surroundings, even by twisting and turning her back to see what was behind the truck. Woods, woods, and woods, and a house...dread started to set in. She desperately wanted to see someone else other then Leo. Another car...a road...a neighboring house...anything! But there was no one except for Leo, who opened her door and lifted her down out of the seat of the truck.

Leo was taller then her. Surprisingly though, Nicole didn't gaze up to seek Leo's eyes nor face when he softly told her to go into the house. She didn't want him to see the gears turning behind her eyes and the bravery she was trying to muster together. She viewed the woods, instead. She inspected the house for a second, then dropped her eyes upon their feet, and noticed his hand in his pocket. Leo always had a hand in his pocket at work if he wasn't busy doing something. She wasn't too intimidated by the mystery of it. If someone brought Leo the Janitor up in conversation, the image of eyes hiding behind a ball cap and hands in pockets always came to mind. No. Instead, Nicole was intimidated by his mere presence, hovering over her with an intent gaze...

Nicole wanted to ask him why? Why did he bring her here? What was he thinking? What did he want from her? But Nicole already knew by now that he only spoke when he wanted to. She was going to get no answers from him.

So she bolted, fast and quick. She didn't want to go to the house. She didn't even want to go into the house. She just wanted to run away as fast as possible... and so she did! It didn't matter in which direction, and it didn't matter where she was going. Nicole only cared about getting away from Leo right now. She may be wearing heels and a skimpy skirt, but Nicole knew how to run in heels, and no skimpy skirt had ever held her back from doing anything before! Adrenaline pumped fast into her...she was so scared...and she let out a screaming cry as she ran fast and hard away from Leo.

Leo couldn't blame her for the reaction, to be honest it was expected. However, she would be punished for disobeying him. As soon as she began running, she would take quick notice of the muddy conditions around the estate of sorts. Her heels would stick and dig into the mud and make very impressionable marks in it as she ran, there was foliage, but every footfall left a distinct mark in the ground. She did not hear Leo call to her, or hear heavy sprinting as she ran, she didn't hear anything.

For Leo was just walking. He watched her form scamper into the woods, and he simply put his other hand in his pocket and followed quietly. His eye's taking in the excellent view of her ass as it worked hard to run away, taking in the nice view of her bare skin being exposed from her hard running. If only he had a front view to see Nicole's lovely breasts bouncing, too bad.

She would have at least 30 minutes to herself when she found herself in completely undistinguishable woods. The birds called at her, but there was no sign of civilization, just how long had she been in that car?

And to make matters worse, the sun was setting. Turning the forest into a bright orange, before she would know quite well that everything would turn quite dark.

However, it was then she felt a strong hand on her shoulder, which she was turned around aggressively to meet the all too familiar jumpsuit of Leo. His eye's bore into her, his cap no longer on his head to let out his tuffs of rich brown hair, and reveal the strange burn mark under his right eye. He reached up, his fingers slowly gliding down her cheek to her jawline, she was most likely quite tired, sweaty, and feet covered in mud from running, so it was easy to do what he did next.

He hunched over, throwing his arm under her knee's, and lifted her up into a bridal position. Holding her weight easily as he turned and quietly marched back in the direction of the house. His other arm was wrapped around her shoulders with his hand settling on her deltoid, fingers clasped, and only ever so lightly grazing the side of her breast.

It took time since she ran so fast, but Leo took his time for he was fully aware of the power he had over her. And when she saw the house, she was put back down and only lightly pushed towards it. As if he just knew that she didn't have it in her to try and run again. However, she did feel his finger touch her sacrum at her back, and slowly glide up the curve of her spine slowly, goading her to walk forward. Once he had gotten her to do so, they walked towards the house with the heavy windowless door. He reached around her, unlocking the door with a quick key that was in his hand before pushing the door inward. Were she saw candles burning on the inside on shelfs, a black leather sofa with a red overhanging blanket, and a table with plates. She was forced inside as Leo closed and locked the door behind her.

Once inside, Leo used his body to push her forward towards the candle lit room towards the couch to sit down, then left her as he disappeared into a side hallway briefly.

She didn't have much time to even see if there was a phone before he came out and had a very full dinner in each hand. Fried Chicken, Corn, mashed potato's. Most likely reheated in a microwave, but did not look at all frozen bought. He settled the plate infront of her, then sat next to her and quietly began to eat with a fork that resided on the side of the plate, in silence...But what awaited afterward? He still spoke nothing, and maybe he did not plan on doing that at all.

Nicole did run fast and hard away from Leo. Each second increased her confidence. He didn't grab her when she bolted, he didn't sprint and catch her within five feet, nor did she hear him running in pursuit after her. She was getting away! And yes, although the terrain was soft and muddy, it was to her benefit that her heels had straps up to her ankles. Instead of getting those stilletos stuck deep into mud and loosing a shoe, they stayed on. Nicole stumbled twice before disappearing into the woods but never to the ground. She always caught herself and saved herself a faceplant into the mud.

Thirty minutes later she was standing alone atop a hill in the forest, trying to catch her breath. She could survey the terrain ahead of her for a distance before the multitude of trees took over. Nothing looked promising, and the shadows were getting long. She pressed a hand into the side of her tummy to try and stifle a side-ache. She was lost. But only when she looked down at her mud-covered heels and mud-splattered pantyhoes did she start to cry. Nicole couldn't handle this kind of fear and level of anxiety. She raised her hands to her eyes and covered them, and audibly wept as all the emotions bottled up into her throat.

Leo scared her when he touched her. It was hard to tell whether he had aggressively turned her around to face him, or if she had wheeled her own self around in fright to face whatever it was. In a split second she recognized Leo, and her face quickly sat harsh against him. But the hard countenance fell away when he traced fingers from her cheek to her jawline. He confused her, greatly. She didn't know what to think of him. When he scooped her up into his arms Nicole whimpered, and clung her arms to his shoulder and neck; fearful of being dropped. She didn't resist any as Leo carried her back.

And there was not much opposition, either, when Leo had put her back down and goaded her towards the house. But that didn't mean she didn't like it, either. It was just obvious that Nicole had become convinced the forest was no place for her, alone. She walked a slow pace up to the door, and crossed her arms in front of her chest when she had reached it. She wasn't cold, she was just uncertain and confused about everything.

Leo opened the door, and forced her inside, and then locked it shut behind them. Nicole didn't like any of this, and pretty much needed to be pushed further in order to enter the candle-lit room. If anything, she was feeling disoriented, frustrated, overwhelmed...and kidnapped.

Once there, and once alone, she resided to sitting on the couch. Even though Leo had carried her most of the way back to the house, she felt exhausted. But her mind was still in overdrive, and yes, her eyes were searching the room for a phone when Leo returned with plates of food.

Nicole's mouth parted, perplexed.

She wouldn't lean back into the couch nor cross her legs like she usually did when lounging. She sat with her arms crossed upon her hips, with her legs pressed together from knees to ankles, slouching over the plate of food as it remained on the coffee table. She didn't acknowledge Leo as he sat on the couch next to her, eating. She was thinking...hard. She was reflecting over everything, and how exactly it was that she had ended up in Leo's house. All of this is my fault, she was thinking. I shouldn't have expressed an interest in him. I shouldn't have asked for his phone-number, nor asked to get a bite of food with him...

Nicole blinked and frowned, staring at the chicken on the plate, and asked softly, "Is this your idea of getting a bite to eat?"

...she sighed heavily and shook her head, "please just take me back to my car Leo?"

She wasn't hungry. She felt a little sick, actually. The silence was awful, and she ended up drifting her eyes away from the plate of food and looking at him. The discolored scar on the side of his face was visible, and she remembered staring at his side-profile as he carried her back to the house, and that scar.

"So...how did you get that scar on your face?" Maybe she could divert him somehow, and get him talking about something.

With her not even touching the food he had prepared, he finished up quickly. But when she asked about his scar Leo was still for a moment before he took one of the lit candles and raised it near his face, looking to her with a blank stair before he blew it out. There was a moment of stillness after this, then he set the angle down and turned to her. His eye's slowly rolling over her momentarily before he reached out and grabbed her feet. Her heels were undone with such quick finesse, then before she had any time to kick or resist her stockings flew off one at a time before her legs were grabbed and she was pulled towards him.

His groin pushed up against her as her legs splayed out from either side of his body, he quickly leaned down and along with mounting her, stuffed his face against her neck and took in her sweet fragrance, before she felt him kiss the side of her neck over and over, trailing up her neckline towards her jaw.

His hips began to slowly grind against hers, her skirt riding up as his groin pushed against her over and over. A slow upward curl each time.

His hands found occupancy with the rest of her body, one hand, sneaked up her tight shirt, and grasped ahold of one of her large breasts, his fingers slowly gripping into the big mound of flesh, while the other hand slipped behind her and down her skirt and took ahold of one of her firm cheeks, also sinking his fingers into the plump flesh.