Salvation

Chapter 9

"Stop spreading the dye on my skin, I'm going to look like a freaking tomato Syl. " Liliana complained while laughing. Sylvia's hands were covered with the red dye she was applying on Liliana's hair.

"If you stop moving it's not going to go everywhere! " Sylvia replied giggling. Sylvia was giggling, smiling and having fun, something she'd never considered would ever happen again.

"How am I supposed to drink my cocktail then smartass?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

The two women were at Liliana's bathroom, drinking cocktails and laughing about nothing in particular.

"I'm done you hyperactive idiot. " Sylvia exclaimed. Liliana clapped her hands, putting an alarm for the required time. Sylvia washed her hands and grabbed her drink.

"What's your favorite object? " Liliana asked seriously, making Sylvia spit her drink and start laughing.

"Bitch what the actual fuck?"

"Come on girl, we've got to get to know each other. "

"And you'll get to know me by my favorite object?"

"Well I'm not like other girls, so my favorite object is a football. I'm one of the guys. " Liliana joked, pouting. "Nah but for real, fuck that shit I'm not going anywhere without my hairbrush and that's a fact. "

"An acceptable choice, though I'd have to say my favorite object is a fork. You can torture or kill someone using it and then you can look classy while eating."

"That is literally the dumbest shit I've ever heard. I love it. Now the next round of getting to know your potential BFF is a speed round. You have to answer with the first thing that comes to mind. " Sylvia playfully shook her head, nodding after.

"Favorite color. "

"Grey."

"Favorite band. "

"Arctic Monkeys. "

"Hottest celebrity."

"Johny Depp. "

"Favorite body part. "

"A penis. " Liliana broke into hysteric laughter hearing Sylvia's response.

"You know what? I'm not even going to comment on that. Now sit your ass down so I can start on your hair. " Liliana spoke, still giggling a little. Sylvia did as told and sat down, letting Liliana apply dye in her hair. A knock on the door made both girls looks at each other, confused on who it might be.

Liliana tried to open the door with her elbow -her hands covered in dye- , making Sylvia start laughing once again. On the doorframe Lucio's form appeared.

"I need to talk to Sylvia." He stated with that gruff voice Sylvia adored.

"Non posso lasciarle i capelli come quell'idiota. (I can't just leave her hair like that idiot.) " Liliana complained. Lucio passed her a serious and full of authority look, making her basically run out the room.

"Lils always needs to make it dramatic." He whispered under his breath.

"What is it that you want to talk about?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"How do you get this stuff on your hair?" He questioned pointing to the bowl of dye.

"Either with a brush or your hands." He smirked, making his way towards her. He was standing behind her, both looking at each other in the mirror.

He dipped his vainy hands into the bowl of dye, applying it onto the part of her hair that was yet to be covered by it.

"We can't have you leaving this room without finishing, can we?" He whispered into her ear seductively.

Both of his hands were at her hair. Not only spreading the dye but also massaging her head. A small moan escaped her mouth, due to the incredible feeling. Suddenly, with his one hand, he violently pulled her wet hair, holding it tightly.

She was looking into his eyes through the mirror, that now appeared giant before her. His other hand travelled from her shoulder to her neck, leaving behind a silver trace. He wrapped it around her throat, squeezing hardly, but not hard enough for her to suffocate.

"You look so pretty with my hand around your throat. " He quietly said, pulling her hair, her head to jerking back a little, making her lock eyes with him. She opened her mouth to speak, however no words came out.

"Lucio." She managed to breathe out his name. His name that tasted like honey in her mouth.

"Yes my darling?" His tone was still the same; quiet and seductive. He had her wrapped around his finger.

"Tell me what you want Sylvia. Voice out all those sinful thoughts that cross your delicate mind."

That man could read her like an open book. She was indeed having sinful thoughts, her mind was displaying images of what the two would look dangled into each other.

"I want you. " Her voice came out as a whisper, a whisper that put a smile on the devilish man whom her soul and body was submitting to.

"I'd love to fulfill every single one of your rather dirty fantasies darling, but not yet. Because when I get my hands on you -oh mio Dio (my God)- when I get my filthy hands you, no one will get to temper with what's mine."

Goosebumps appeared on her skin, her heart was beating fast and she could feel wetness in between her legs.

"Be a good girl for me now and go shower. I'll wait for you in the living room to have our delightful chat." He placed a kiss on her shoulder, before leaving the bathroom.

Sylvia inhaled a big breath, trying to calm herself down. She walked back to her own room, getting into the shower.

***lil dirty/ sexual***

She washed her hair a couple of times, making sure all the dye was out. She let the warm water hit her skin. She touched her hair remembering how Lucio had gripped it. Her hand travelled to her where he kissed her shoulder, to her throat and then lower.

She lowered her hand, her fingers caressing her tummy as she reached for her throbbing core. She was turned on just by thinking about his rough hands. His vulgar language, the way he made her submit to him.

Her finger found its way to her core, her movements were fast as she pleased herself, thinking about Lucio on top of her. With the thought of him entering her, she entered a finger inside her. She moaned loudly, not able to control her tone.

Her one hand was roughly rubbing her clit, whereas she thrusted her other hand's middle and pointer finger in and out of her. Her playful images soon came to end. With her knees shaking and the moves of her hands slowing down, she felt her hot cum covering her fingers.