The Setup

Chapter 6: The darkness In your eyes

Briana had no actual plans on going to that address. 

She didn't know very much about Norman Osborn except that he was a very successful and wealthy man so what reason would he have for wanting to meet with her alone? It was obvious to her what would happen if she showed up to that strange address. 

 Briana tried to blink away her thoughts as she wiped down tables. She was on the clock at work and it was reaching closing time. If she really planned on meeting with Norman she'd have to show up within an hour. 

 "Hey Gail" Briana called to one of her co-workers. Gail was a sweet girl, about 4 years older than her. "Do you know what this place is? My friend told me to meet him here" she handed the girl the piece of paper.

 "Oh yeah...isn't that the old science museum? The one that's abandoned? Weird place to meet someone" 

 The old science museum, she remembered it now. Her school had taken a field trip there 5 years ago before it closed. Why would he ask to meet her somewhere so secluded?

 That night as Briana's shift ended she considered just taking a cab back to her apartment but she couldn't help to imagine what she might be missing out on. As she slid into a cab she gave the address to the museum. 

 The ride was rather short but it felt like it dragged on forever as her heart pounded against her rib cage, louder and louder...like the first time she was in the Osborn Mansion. Finally the cab stopped and she stepped out in front of the abandoned museum and to her surprise the doors were unlocked.

 She walked inside the empty building, her flats echoing with each step. "Hello?!" Her voice echoed in the dark silence. "Norman?" She walked blindly into the unlit building, deeper and deeper with each step. 

 Suddenly a chilling laugh filled the room, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt blindly for the doors she had just entered from but they were locked this time. "Come on!" She cried out, fear apparent in her voice. "Norman! This isn't funny! Let me the fuck out of here!" 

 Suddenly she felt cold hands wrap around her waist, dragging her deeper into the pitch black room. She was too terrified to speak but she recognized those bony hands, they were Norman's.

 "Norman, i-i can't see you...at least turn a light on" she whispered against him, his chest suddenly pressed against her breasts, her back into the cold wall. He wasn't responding at all, pulling her shirt up and unclasping her bra, taking one of her nipples into his mouth.

 She hated that it felt so good, she suddenly gave into it, wrapping her fingers into his hair, a soft responsive moan filling the air. Briana no longer cared if this was wrong, that he was Harry's father. She just knew that she wanted him inside of her regardless of the consequences.

 She felt no shame as the darkness concealed both of their faces, helping her to release any guilt she may have had as both blindly tore each other's clothes off until she could feel his warm skin flush against hers. "Mister Osborn...i-i have to tell you I'm a virgin" she whispered. "Be quiet" he replied back harshly, slamming her naked back into the cold wall, kissing along her warm neck as his strange and usually large length began to part her folds, suddenly he pushed in causing her to gasp in slight pain but also pleasure.

 "N-norman" she whispered, her head hitting the wall a little hard as she arched her back for more, he was animalistic as his thrusts grew more and more intense inside of her, her legs shaking. "You're my little slut" he growled in the dark, gripping at her throat and squeezing rather hard. She couldn't even speak, her eyes watering from the intense pleasure as he continued to thrust inside of her.

 "Do you understand me?" You're nothing but a little slut. You're no good, you'll be the end of me" He growled like a wild animal. Briana was close to her orgasm as he quickly withdrew from inside of her, the absence leaving her feeling strangely empty. "Get down on your knees" he demanded. He was stroking himself, groaning loudly as he did so, using her own arousal as lubricant. Briana was ashamed to admit that she was happy to comply. 

Just as Norman reached his finish the lights finally flickered on long enough to see the darkness in his blue eyes, his load splattering all over her face.

Note: I was really scared to post this chapter as it is my first smut chapter so i hope whoever actually reads my fic enjoys it. Thank You!