EroticReverie

*commission win*

Hunter Gibbs

"So you and Mittens, you kiss and makeup ?" I ask her as we sit at my desk eating, her face till flush and red from the orgasm I just gave to her before putting her clothes back on and sitting down to eat lunch with me. 

She laughs and swipes a bread crumb from her mouth. 

"Not quite" she says and then chew her food and swallows. 

"That cat is a total dick." she says. 

"Hey!" I say and give her a little kick at her foot and she giggles. 

"She is!" she argues. "Scary as fuck too...massive." she says and I laugh and take a bite of my sandwich and then set it down. 

"You got plans tonight?" I ask her and she pauses taking another bite of her sandwich, then sinks her teeth into and chews and shrugs. 

I wait for her to finish chewing and she sets her sandwich down. 

"Why?" she asks. 

I just smile. "Because I don't have any...and if you don't have any...then we should make some plans together." I say and look at her and she lifts a brow. 

"You like me." she narrows her eyes, taunting me. 

i laugh and lean back in my chair. 

"Yes, I enjoy your company." I say. "Even if you insult Mittens." 

She smirks. "She had it comin when she hissed at me" 

I nod and laugh a little and then sit up and take another bite of my sandwich. 

I don't press for the making of plans , because maybe she's skirting around it because she doesn't want to, and I refuse to beg anyone for their time. 

"So what are my plans for tonight then?" she asks and I smile. 

"Is there anything you want to see or do?" I ask. 

"surprise me." she says and I smile and nod. 

"alright then." I say and grin. 

We talked a bit more and then before I realized it, my lunch was over and I had to walk my pretty little friend to the elevator. 

"See you later" I said , leaning down and kissing her cheek. 

she giggled, and looked around, making sure nobody was around and slung and arm around my neck. 

"Kiss me dirty Hunter" she whispers and I inhale and groan. 

"succubus" I shake my head and she giggles and I lean in and with our mouths parted I let my tongue find hers and then grab her waist and pull her to me, the elevator dinging open. I look up and find it empty, and look over my shoulder and press her backwards and she giggles as I follow her in. 

"you're killing me  , you know that?" I ask and she bites her lips as she reaches down and grabs my cock. 

"I want to put you in my mouth" she says and starts to undo my fly. 

"Daphne, this isnt our apartment building, I work here." I say and grab her hands. 

she gives a little pout. 

I laugh and shake my head. 

"I just got promoted, and you wanna get me fired?" I smirk. 

"no, I just wanna get you off." she says playfully and I groan, and the elevator dings, and we're already at the lobby. 

"We'll play in the elevator in the apartments later" I tell her and she laughs. 

"Promise?" she asks as she steps out and I nod and she she leans into the door as I hold it open. 

"Later hot stuff" she says, and pecks my mouth and steps back and winks. 

"Later succubus." I smirk and watch her give a little wave as the doors close on us and I sigh, falling back into the wall and rubbing a hand over my face. 

I found myself sitting at my desk minutes later just staring off at nothing, and thinking about what a cute fucking mess she was last night when she was drunk, but how badly I wanted to knock Roman's teeth out for taking advantage of her being drunk to try things with her. Fucking prick. and him and Robert said it was ME who was the asshole douche bag. 

I fucked SOBER women. Not drunk girls who have been in love with me their entire life. Fucking prick. 

I pulled out my phone and texted her. 

"Do you have anymore hot kitten pajama shirts you can wear tonight?" I type, just to tease her, because saying I already missed her company, would be lame. But I did. 

"fuck you Gibbs" she replied and I grinned at my phone. 

"be nice Kitten" I reply. 

"Then don't be a dick." she says and I smirk. 

"I took a pic of you in it before I left this morning." I type , laughing, imagining her wide eyes and tense jaw. 

"YOU DID NOT!" she replies. 

"No. I didn't. Kinda wish I did though." I reply. 

"Dick." she typed. 

"Be ready at 6." I type. 

"I'm keeping your shirt." she types. 

I smile at my phone. 

"Whatever. It's yours. Keep it. As long as I get to see you wear it again." I type. 

"hmmm, should I wear your shirt or the cat night shirt when you fuck me later?" she types and I grin at the screen. 

"That's an impossible choice." I type. 

"just kidding. cat shirt. definitely. I already fucked you in my shirt. Did you already forget the sex we just had on my desk?" I type. 

"You're so weird. Do you really want to fuck me in it?" she types and I laugh. 

"Kitten....I want to fuck you in anything...but yes...oddly....that cat shirt on you, does things to my dick." I type. 

"you looked fucking adorable." I type. 

"text me at 6 weirdo." she replies and I laugh at my screen and reply. 

"Will do, later Kitten." 

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Daphne Brooks

I shower and start to get ready around four, and texted Hunter to see if I needed to dress any certain way. But all he kept replying with was "cat pajamas". So I took that as I could wear whatever I wanted. 

I put on a pale pink sundress, and a pair of sneakers. 

At 4:30 I heard Roman and my brother Robert come through the door. I had ignored Roman's texts today, because, now that I was sober. No matter how much I loved him, what he did last night, was shady, and gross. Yes, I wanted to kiss him, yes, I wanted to have sex with him. But not like that, not him throwing himself on me and forcing me into that kiss. 

A knock at my door sounded. "it's unlocked" I say and then the door knob turns and Roman stands in the doorway. 

"We need to talk." he says. 

"Hmm." I say and shrug. 

"suppose we do." I say and he walks in and sits down on my bed. 

"Come here." he says gently and places his hand beside him. 

"I'm good." I say standing brushing my hair. 

He sighs. 

"I'm sorry about last night." he says. 

I say nothing and just keep brushing my hair. 

"I shouldnt have kissed you while you were drunk." he says. 

"You shouldnt have kissed me, when I told you no." I say. 

He has the decency to look ashamed at least and he nods and looks down. 

"I know." he sighs. 

"I just......fuck Daphne...I'm sorry" he says and I can tell he's genuinely sorry , but it still doesn't change that he did it, and that he totally pulled that dick move of leaving me on the couch just as he'd almost kissed me, then he went to fuck Giselle. Doesnt change that he also attempted to kiss me after, and then forced me to kiss him last night. 

"Can we, hang out tonight?" he asks. 

"I have plans." I say. 

"With Hunter?" he asks and I can hear that aggressive dislike in his voice even though he attempts to hide it. 

"Mhm" I say and then pull my hair into a ponytail with an elastic. 

"Are you dating him now or something?" Roman asks. 

"We're just friends. He's cool. We have fun hanging out." I say, and pluck a small pair of little diamond earrings off my dresser. 

"Yeah....hanging out..." he says and I roll my eyes not responding to his insinuation. 

"Well can we hang out when you get back?" he asks and I shrug. 

"Don't know. Might stay over at his place." I say, which is a lie, I probably wasn't going to stay at his place, but I wanted to piss Roman off, he was jealous and I wanted him to be. Because he fucked up. He deserved it. 

"Daphne just be careful of him" Roman says. 

I sigh and look at him after securing the second earring.

"He's been nothing but nice to me Roman. And he's been nothing but a fucking gentleman, he doesn't lead me on, then go into the next room and fuck another girl. And he certainly doesnt take advantage of me while drunk." I say and I see him flinch. 

"I said I was sorry" he says. 

"Yeah, well, you dont get to judge him, you dont even know him." I say. 

"I know his type" Roman says.

I laugh , throwing my head back. "Ha! You mean you? Like you Roman?!" I say, growing frustrated and annoyed. 

"You know that's not the kind of guy I am." Roman says, his brows pinching angrily. 

Roman IS a good guy. I know he is, and he just did some crappy shit since I've arrived, but he's always been respectful, and he's always been kind to people. 

"Just, back off Roman" I say. 

"I dont want to hear any more of your opinions on people I choose to be friends with. Hunter has been a good guy." I say.

"Cause he's screwing you!" Roman bursts.

I grit my teeth. 

"Really ? Is that the only reason he's nice to me Roman? Is that all that he could possibly find interesting about me, is what's between my fucking legs?" I say angrily.

"That's not what I meant" he says standing and looking at me as I walk closer. 

"Get the hell out Roman" I say.

"You-"

"no! Get out!" I say, and scream and push at him. "get the fuck out!"

Roman moves as I push him and lets me move him from my room and I slam the door in his face and lock it. 

"fuck him" I mutter and I go back to getting ready. Roman just keeps striking out, and I hate it. I want him to redeem himself, to show me I'm not a fucking fool for wanting him still, but he doesnt. Instead he insinuates the only thing likable about me is my fucking pussy. dick. 

I was angry. So angry. And couldn't fucking wait until 6pm, and I knew Hunter got home at 5, and was probably going to need to get read. But fuck it. I hurried my makeup and then escaped the apartment and when to Hunters floor and waited at his door for him to get home.