i can be your hero, darien

[evan bryce weber]

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[atrb=border,0,true] she knew that if any of the girls found out what she was doing she would hear so much for it. but she couldnt resist. something about damien, it sent chills up her spine, and not the bad kind of chills either. ever since she started working for him there was some sort of attraction between the two of them, and it wasnt the kind that could be pushed under the bridge. it had to be dealt with, and of course evan dealt with it the only way she knew how. sex. it was the only thing she was good at, the only thing she ever knew how to do. even as a teenager sex was nothing new to evan. although her siblings were both well respected and high in their jobs, evan was the black sheep of the family. being the youngest meant she got the most attention, and she hated that. staring at her self in the mirror she was wearing a new outfit she had picked out, especially for tonight. tonight was her one year working for damien, and she was going to make sure it was an anniversary he was never going to forget. in her bag was a few dime bags, a bowl, a bottle of tequila and some condoms. staring at herself, in her black lace bra and black panties to match she made a kissy face in the mirror before slipping on a tight black dress with a slit in the middle. slipping her bare feet into a pair of black stilletos she ran her fingers through her mildly straight hair and winked in the mirror. she was full of herself and she knew it she didnt care. life was about loving yourself. evan, considered herself to be a 'hippie' she loved natural things, and getting high was her habbit. grabbing her bag, her motel room key and her phone she slipped her fingers across the screen sending a text to damien, meet me at the room in twenty, i got a surprise for you xo. was what she hit send to. throwing her phone in her bag she walked out the door. heels clicking as she walked down to her beat up old jeep. it got her from place to place and client to client and she loved that car, but it was a piece of junk. starting it up after a few failed attempts she headed off towards the motel. finally coming to a stop she pulled the keys out throwing them in her bag. finding her normal room quickly she sliped the key down the side and threw her bag on the ground, pulling out her weed and her bowl, letting hte condoms fall onto the floor. her intentions were hopefully the same as damiens tonight. packing her bowl she lit it, inhaling and holding it in. a girl could only wait for so long. [tr][atrb=border,0,true] tag: darien / erin, word count: four eight five, outfit: click

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[DARIEN EVAN WRIGHT]

YOUR MOUTH IS POISON

YOUR MOUTH IS WINE

a deal had been going on infront of darien, inspecting one of the new recruits to see if she was able to handle the pressure that came with escorting and drug running—two of his specialities when it came to the business world. sighing, he put a hand to his forehead, rubbing at the tender area where a headache was forming as it was becoming too painful and too stressful to watch. the mere fact that the girl was shaking in the high heels that darien had to practically threaten to get her to wear was bad enough but the stutter, the fact that she was unable to keep eye contact, the sexy, confident girl that he had met hours prior to this was certainly not this girl. rolling his eyes, he stepped got up from his chair and strolled over to her, brushing his fingers across her now tear stained cheek, ”you really need to work on your people skills.”

[/i], hand hitting flesh, he looked to the girl to see his large handprint developing like an etching on the side of her face. he nodded to the door that was now opened for her by his bouncer and narrowed his eyes as she was frozen in shock by the actions that her boss had just committed but that was darien’s style. he was cruel when he needed to be, strict when he had to be and constantly aggressive in order to instill fear into the girls, and some even got turned on by being hit around. the meek woman sitting before him was not one of them, snapping his fingers, he pointed to the girl and had her personally escorted out in whatever way the built males wanted to. hearing the buzzing on the desk, darien was confident that it was either one of the girls or his own fiancé calling about something that was going to have his teeth clenching but the text was calming. he was automatically aware that he was getting laid tonight, twice if he played his cards right with his fiancé but evan was first of the night as he grabbed his coat off the back of the chair and stepped out of the office.

the sight that he saw brought a smirk to his face as men were being pampered by his own girls but naturally, darien had his favorites and evan was one of them. the brunette had a sass about her, a careless streak that tugged at his manhood, as the male hardly had a heart, and her body was not a negative aspect either. the motel that they were meeting at and his own private club were not too far from one another and approaching the commonly used room, he opened the door with a key that was always with him and stepped into the room, letting the door slam behind him. he had not bothered to reply to her text and it was for the sole purpose that he would show up and she knew it. he rolled his eyes to the sight that he saw of his own girl on the bed smoking up a joint and he tossed her a bag of pills that landed beside her on the bed, ”that’s better shit, it works faster too.”[/i], he spoke while moving closer to her. before she could actually grab for the pills, the male had her wrist in his hand and pulled her up to be flush against her body, ”this surprise better not be disappointing…”[/i] he whispered before taking her bottom lip, chewing and tugging for a moment to the near point of drawing blood and then pulled back, glancing over her attire with a swift sweep and nodding in approval.
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(TINA//EVAN, 627,OOH BABY, HE'S DIFFICULT.)

[evan bryce weber]

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[atrb=border,0,true] staring at her phone for a second she shook her head. putting the bowl down on the table next to the bed. she knew that he wasnt going to answer, and she liked that. the fact that he was mysterious, could show up at any time, or even not show up, turned her on. they had a very odd relationship. but she liked things that way. feeling the short vibration of her phone she picked it up and looked at the screen, it was her older sister rhys. she rolled her eyes and hit the ignore button. her family was wealthy. known for their money, and her sisters as well. however, evan gave them a bad name. she didnt even really care at this point. that was her outlook on everything. evan was always a girl who never cared about anything. consequences, if she brought pain on anyone else, nothing. she lived a carefree life and nthing was going to change that. hearing a sliding sound from the door she looked up and looked at the door. the handle jiggled open and of course in walked her gentleman caller. taking another quick drag she watched his every move, from the bag being thrown onto the bed to the non challant way he walked right into the room and instantly turned her on. that was the thing with darien. he could be such a jerk, such a complete and total ass but she still couldnt hate him. something about the abuse made her want to be around him. and just by walking into a room, she wanted to rip all of his clothes off. as he threw the pills evan watched them land, but watched him out of the corner of her eye. she knew that things were going to escalate quickly and soon enough it did. feeling his fingers around her wrist she winced from enjoyment and felt her body being pressed against his. feeling him speaking to her she let out a soft sigh. between the bites and jabs at her lower lip she smirked at him. if it wasnt going to be worth it, would you even be here? you know i do not disappoint she said in a coy little voice. she felt herself leaning forward biting at his neck making her way up to his bottom lip tugging at it. glad you approve, but lets get this party started, shall we pulling his lip with her teeth she let go and plopped down on the bed, opening the pills. it was timeto have some fun. [tr][atrb=border,0,true] tag: darien / erin, word count: four eight five, outfit: click

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[DARIEN EVAN WRIGHT]

YOUR MOUTH IS POISON

YOUR MOUTH IS WINE

the knowledge of who evan actually was happened to be very vast, her file was quite large in the cabinet back in the office. he had information on all the girls but evan was always a special interest of him and background checks, history digs and his own personal knowledge of her turn ons and turn offs were recorded there. he was not surprised to get a text from her because they were due for a reunion besides the professional kind that was office meet ups and business transactions where he would give her the income that she earned and take his own slice of it in the process—this was a pure lust meeting, no strings were attached to what they were as they came and went and that was exactly how he liked it. feelings were not needed, it was lust, it was pure sex between them and he enjoyed it more than pretending to have to care for a woman that he was meant to marry someday. pulling evan off the bed and flush against his body, he ran a finger along her jawline, feeling the prominent bone and smirking as he listened to her, shrugging. ”could have just had nothing to do, and wanted someone to do.”

[/i] he said, leaning in closer. he pulled her back off the bed, ”did i say to sit the fuck back down?”[/i] he asked as he pulled the pills out of her hand and tossed the bag back onto the bed, ”bitch.”[/i]. darien had to be in control, he had to have the power in every situation and him and evan often fought over control but darien was strong in strength. ”we fuck, then you can suck and then you can have the pills.”[/i], grabbing her chin between his thumb and index finger and gave her a light squeeze. letting her take control for just a moment as she chewed on his lip, but then he took control, using the hold he had over her to swing her into a wall. pinning her body against the wall using his own weight, his hands gripped the neckline of her little black dress and raised an eyebrow, ”was this expensive?”[/i] he asked with no real care for the value of the dress as he pulled the stitching apart bit by bit with little force before he finally tore the fabric down to her bellybutton. his lips found her neck and he bit down on the skin before letting his tongue swirl around the mark to soothe the pain that had initially come from his teeth marks. backing up though, he raised an eyebrow to the lingerie that was covering the vital woman body parts, ”oh black is your color baby.”[/i] he said with a smirk, gesturing her to his side with a snap of his finger.[/div][/center]

(TINA//EVAN, 474 ,RAWR ;].)

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[evan bryce weber]

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[atrb=border,0,true] knowing that everything he did was all about control, she let them slide off of her shoulders. generally if one of her clients was to treat her this way, evan would beat the living lights out of them, take their money and then leave. however, with darien, it was almost expected. she knew nothing about him, and yet, he knew everything about her. and that was ok with her. she never questioned anything that came out of his mouth or what have you. part of her was not even really that scared of him, even though he was always in control. wether it was at work, or here in the crappy motel room that they rented every so often. she never questioned why he picked her on frequent, instead of any other girl. but she used that to fuel her ego. with his response she let out a chuckle but didnt respond. generally she would have had something smart or cocky to say, stating that there were other people he could do so why was he here, but she let it go. feeling him rip her off of the bed she didnt speak or let out any sounds. knowing that it was best to stay quiet and let him be in control she nodded. listening to him would get her what she wanted, instead of disobeying she agreed with everything that came out of his mouth. before she could even think of anything to do or say he was pinning her against the wall. the initail shock of pain caught her off guard and she winced, but after it was over she smirked. she enjoyed being thrown around ,roughed around, what have you. he could do whatever he wanted and she wouldnt care at this point. she knew that ther was no emotion between them or anything that they did. she knew nothing about his life and she intended on keeping it that way. feeling him play with the neckline of her dress she didnt even respond when he asked if it was expensive, she knew hat was going to happen next and she could call it before he did it. nothing i cant rebuy she mumbled. feeling him rip the seems, piece by piece she now stood there wearing nothing but her bra and underwear. wathing him step back she felt his eyes scanning her body and unlike most girls, she didnt clench up and hide, she didnt feel awkward. she stood in all of her glory, hand on her hip. hearing his approval within the blink of an eye she was at his beck and call. if he snapped, or summoned you over, you best be over in a heart beat, and with that there she was. standing next to him, looking at him. she was ready for just about anything. [tr][atrb=border,0,true] tag: darien / erin, word count: four eight five, outfit: click

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[DARIEN EVAN WRIGHT]

YOUR MOUTH IS POISON

YOUR MOUTH IS WINE

there was never a need for words between the two of them and darien enjoyed that aspect of their unlabelled bond. there was no refuting how turned on that the other made but darien had to remember the fact that for appearances, he had a fiancé, and that aspect pushed him into the dark corners of the shadiest sections of town to perform his adultery. a seedy motel was exactly where they were at right now with questionable stains on the floor and wall, he did not even want to touch the bed but the lust coursing through his veins was overriding the disgust for the cleanliness of the room—it was the price that he paid to be a cheater. his fingers played with the frays of the ripped seam, tugging it to bring her away from the wall and into his body while his fingers moved down the middle of her chest, fingering the cleavage that was created by the bra that she was adorning. the black had his attention instantly and he felt his mouth water to the sight as his lips took over where his fingers were, sucking and licking at the tender flesh that the middle of her breasts had created, diving into the valley with his tongue just to get a moan out of her. his hands were working on another task, ripping the rest of the dress, which effortlessly fell from her body after a moment of straining his muscles to a few section of the tight seam, ”did you sew yourself into the fucking thing?”

[/i] he hissed, his attention now to her lips as he pulled her for one more kiss before pushing her back into the wall and taking a few steps back to admire the look that she had put together just for him. an appreciative smirk came to his lips before beckoning her with his finger to come closer, and he was not surprised when she did.

an arm instantly came around her waist possessively, despite being the only two in the room. his teeth gnawed at the skin of her neck, making his mark in a visible place to let others know that she was claimed. evan was the only girl that got this tender of treatment as many of his girls were let with bruises of a different kind and in much visible places such as their face or their arms. giving her a look over, he raised a finger, ”don’t move..”[/i], making a predatory circle around her, ”or moan..or you will be punished..”[/i], whispering the words into her hair, testing her limit by giving a bite to her earlobe. with each rotation that he made, he was grazing his finger across certain areas, her shoulder blades, brushing his fingers across her chest, her stomach and getting lower and lower with each turn. ”what shall we do tonight…? rough..”[/i], giving her backside a grab, pinching the skin in his grip, ”gentle..”[/i], or as gentle as he could make it, his fingers running down her spine now. ”you tell me..”[/i], now standing in front of her, naturally, whatever she picked would be the opposite of what she wanted because darien did not bow down to anyone—especially a girl. his fingers were moving down her stomach, placing with the lack of material that made up her underwear, just grazing his fingers over her sex, smirking to the look in her eyes, ”you want to say something?..”[/i], his other hand clasping a hand around her mouth, ”the only thing out of your mouth is a gentle or rough. ..”[/i], releasing his hold on her mouth but not moving away from her, not moving his hands which were playing with the area between her leg, a smirk on his lips as he waited, giving her the command, ”speak.”[/i], curious to see if she could hold back the moan that was no doubt growing in her throat as a result of his touch.

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(TINA//EVAN, 622, HE'S A PRICK AND SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG..)

[evan bryce weber]

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[atrb=border,0,true] feeling his hands on her body she knew letting out any type of noise, especially the ones that she wanted to would make him angry, so she refrained and simply bit down on her tongue. looking up at the ceiling and then closing her eyes for a moment she looked at him, some stray hair falling into her face. she felt her eyes narrowing as he bit and sucked at the flesh in between her bra and she could barely hold in what was inside but she did. she wanted to simply push him back on the bed, do all the work for him, let him relax. but she knew how much he liked to be in command, how dominant he was. so she refrained doing her usual. listening to him struggle with her dress she couldnt help but smirk. "i like to give you a bit of a challenege" she managed to let out in a whisper type before biting on his ear before leaning back against the wall. she knew not to do too much, that would make him angry. she knew her limits with him so she refrained from doing what she really wanted to do. after approaching him she felt his arm around her waist, as if someone was going to come kidnap her away, as if some other man was going to swoop her off of her feet, but that wasnt the case. evan knew she was pretty hooked on dar, or was it just the sex that she liked? either way, no one was taking her away tonight. feeling him bite into her neck she couldnt help but smile, a smile that he didnt see. this somewhat enthrilled her. knowing that she was the only girl he didnt bruise, with his hands, she enjoyed that. it was a privelege, the other girls never asked, they were too afraid to ask. they simply thought her bruises were else where. feeling him stop and listening to his words she stood still, motionless, hands next to her body smirking simply at him, watching him with her eyes as he cirlced her, touching her in all different areas as he went. feeling where his hand rested she wanted to let out a noise but refrained, as much as she could. knowing that whatever hse said the answer would be opposite she managed to breathe out 'i aim to please, do with me as you want" she breathed out before closing her eyes at his touch. [tr][atrb=border,0,true] tag: darien / erin, word count: too lazy to look, outfit: click

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[DARIEN EVAN WRIGHT]

YOUR MOUTH IS POISON

YOUR MOUTH IS WINE

no sound came from her lips no matter how much he rubbed his hand against her core, trying to get just a whimper that would allow him the chance to give her backside a harsh smack—though he could do it anytime he wanted now that the girl was standing there clad in nothing but lacy material that hid nothing from him. he could not help but wonder if his fiancé was the one who was currently blowing up his phone for sex with her was a little more exciting and it just helped keep him that much more interested in this small double life that he made. he raised his hand into the air, inspecting it after a moment and flashing the three rings that were on three different fingers and represented different stages of his life. he took them off most of the time, usually opting for an unobstructed hand due to the handling of a gun being easier but currently—he was more interested in pain, passionate, lust filled pain that he knew evan got off on and he was certain that it was just the thing to help get him going. he was curious to how much he could get her squeal before something would be stuffed into her mouth, being his own device or a cloth material, ”count.”

[/i] he whispered in her ear, now put around to her backside while his fingers had been edging down her side, gripping the curves of her body as he did so before reaching the waistline of her black underwear. he took his time, revealing her creamy backside after three folds of the underwear that was put to about mid-thigh before he knotted it, effectively tying her legs together in a shoddy attempt to make things more difficult. the rings on his hand certainly helped to redden her butt quickly as his hand came crashing down to meet skin to skin. ”you should not have said those words..”[/i] his whispered in her ear, biting down on the earlobe as he gave another hit to her bum, ”and i only want to hear counting coming from you, anything else, i use something other than my hand on that ass of yours..”[/i] he purred before giving yet another whack, his handprint appearing only after milliseconds, the rings causing small blue marks to appear. he gave the skin a tender rub for a moment, not wanting to damage the goods that brought him in so much money but after the initial burn was bound to be gone, he lit it up again with another smack, smirking as he came around to face her, ”want to be able to talk through this?...or not see?”[/i] he asked, raising the tie that had once been tied around his neck, something that his fiancé had done only hours ago and was now being used as a device to seduce the girl—not that she needed much convincing.[/div][/center]

(TINA//EVAN, 491, WHY AM I SHOCKED BY THE BONDAGE FETISH....)

[evan bryce weber]

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[atrb=border,0,true] she knew that she had to be quiet but she couldnt last much longer. he knew how to get to her center and that sent chills up her spine, letting out a small sound that hinted at a moan she closed her eyes before opening them, she felt a fire inside of her. she just wanted to push him back against the wall take control but part of her wasnt really sure how he would react to that. it would either turn him away or turn into an all out fight battle type encounter, but who was to say she wouldnt enjoy that? watching him raise his hand she looked at the three rings on his fingers before leaning forward and kissing two of them slightly before lightly sucking on the other one a moment. she made sure that move was quick and left him yearning for more. listening to him demand her to count she felt him whispering in her ear, that just set her off even more. feeling herself working up inside she let out a soft one and a two before feeling his hand against her bare skin. closing her eyes she let out a small whimper that was barely audible and she was hoping that he hadnt heard. she knew that with the other girls he gave them more visible bruises. so just the fact that this was their secret set her even more on edge then before. she let out a number three before he hit her again and began speaking to her. whispering in her ear was one sure way to get her going, but biting it, that was another. she let out a soft sigh and felt her face turning towards his nipping back at his jawline. she knew that she should have just stood there and let him do his work but she couldnt help it, she wanted to break free of his grip and take control and she was about to test the waters if things kept the way they were going. she was usually submissive but it was time for a change, and evan felt nothing but explosion brewing inside her. feeling him whisper into her ear again she turned around on him before taking the tie and using it to wrap it lightly around his neck. "i think its best for you if im able to use my mouth" she whispered against his lips before biting on his lower lip. she wanted to just push him down, so she did. not hard, she didnt want to piss him off. pushing him down on the bed she walked over to him, without falling due to her underwear being tied together. kneeling down on her knees she leaned up against him rubbing her body against his before reaching his face. "just let me do the work, sit back and relax" she said before biting at his lip again, pulling it back. she bit down his jawline following it with small kisses before biting at his ear lobe and neck. making her way down to his pants she began to work her mouth against the button of his pants, rubbing her fingers and hands against his leg looking up at him with a look that said 'please dont kill me for taking control' followed by a devilish smirk as she managed to unbuckle his pants. [tr][atrb=border,0,true] tag: darien / erin, ooc: had to throw in a twist :b feel free to make him beat the crap out of her for being a control freak, outfit: click

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[DARIEN EVAN WRIGHT]

YOUR MOUTH IS POISON

YOUR MOUTH IS WINE

silence was appreciated and necessary with a male that was as controlling as darien which is why bondage and toys were often a staple in the bedroom, or wherever his sexual interactions were taking place as the bedroom seemed to be the least common spot these days. the library with his fiancé was by far his favorite due to the fact that there were so close to being caught each and every single time but never were but evan, she had a way of rocking her body into his that was mind blowing. the girl was experienced, she was not a tease and she was submissive which was just as pleasing as her trying to take control (though it was often a failure). his fingers drew across her soft skin in every place that he could think of that would make her squeal, just trying to get even the softest whimper that was a cry for her to be taken against a wall but nothing. no matter how much movement that he did, she was silent, but then it occurred with a simple sound as a whimper that was not soft but showed that his hand coming in contact with her skin was a little too tender for her. twirling a strand of brunette hair around his finger, that single lock was his guide as he gave it a tug and pulled her head painfully to the side. leaning into her neck, his nose grazed up the vital life line pumped life into her, and he wondered for just a moment about what she would be like forever silent—but he was not that sick, at her last breath, she would become useless to him. ”did you just whimper bitch?”

[/i] he asked, nipping at the point of her chin as his nose had finished the trail up and he was nearly to her lips, which he gave a small lick to before releasing her all together. the male was annoyed now, she had defied him, he was consumed with lust as her teeth grazed the sweet spot of his jawline, his arm snaking around her waist and pulling her body flush into his, bony fingers digging into the exposed skin with a possessive hold even though it was just the two of them, ”who do you belong to…”[/i] he whispered into her ear, wanting to hear her say his name.

then, he did not want to hear anything and had started to loosen his own tie that had been around his neck due to the professional look that he liked to achieve when actually in the work place, despite how dirty and dingy his job actually was. he enjoyed his work, and evan’s current prediment was a huge piece why—submission. the word was sweet on the end of his tongue with each girl that he forced into listening to his every word, bowing down to him but the fact that the tie was currently being taken from his hands and slipped back around his neck had the irises darkening as he glared at her, daring her to continue. ”want to know what i think?”[/i] he asked, his voice lustful but with a dark undertone as he gave her shoulders a push as she started to rub her body against him, moving her smaller frame out of reach of his touch until he took two steps closer to her and grabbed a fistful of hair to bring her up to his level once more, ”think you should listen to what i say. did I say I wanted you suck!?”[/i], his hand colliding with her cheek with a harsh force, skin on skin echoing against the four walls of the motel room before he brought her lips to his, biting down to draw blood at this moment, ”better start listening evan, or you will not like where this is going…”[/i]. he moved around her, pulling her hands together behind her back, ”you lost the privelge to touch…yourself or me.”[/i] he whispered, using the tie to effectively bind her wrist in a harsh punishment tie. with a grab to her shoulders, he quickly spun her around to face him, his hand reaching up to brush against her cheek and he pushed his hips into hers, ”use your teeth..”[/i], his eyes falling to the zipper and button of his work pants, not having worn a belt for the day and for that, evan should have been very thankful.[/div][/center]

(TINA//EVAN, 745, BAD GIRL....)