Filthy Angel (Arvin Russell X Reader)

Part One: Luckies

You were walking along the road. Not quite sure where your legs were taking you.
Your clothes dirty and your knees weak after the long walk.. Not far away was a gas station and motel. The place looked absolutely junky but, you'd been walking for so long that your eyes felt like popping out from your skull at any minute. Your knees weak and bruised as well as the rest of your body. You were in desperate need for some sleep. But as you strolled towards the building, you suddenly stopped, seeing the outline of three men yelling in the distant. You walked closer and saw a guy, about your age, being yelled at by two men, probably the motel managers.

"I've told you! No money, no room!" one man yelled, his fist swinging from side to side in the air. The guy didn't answer right away, his eyes narrowing at the man's words. He looked exhausted. Like he just woke up from the worst nightmare of his life. His gaze wandered the ground but suddenly glimpsed at you. Your heart fluttered, something about his chocolate eyes piercing you, making your knees weaker and the space between your legs tingling in anticipation. He turned to the men again.

"Just one night, sir, I will pay you back." he muttered, showing off a strong southern accent as he spoke. The men raised their eyebrows at him as he looked down at his feet, probably aware of how untrustworthy he sounded like.
The men kept yelling even tho the boy were only 3 feet away, the boy looking tired and drunken away by his thoughts, no longer listening to the men's arguing voices. He glimpsed back at you, his eyes almost begging for some type of help. You gave him a sympathetic smile and cleared your throat, making the men look up and notice your presence.

"If you could excuse me, I'd like to know if all this arguing is necessary?" you asked, a husky laugh leaving both their lips.

"Doesn't a pretty lady like you have other things to do?" the jock cooed as he propped his cigarette between his lips again.

"This is none of your business, mam" he grinned, making you sigh and shake your head before you dipped your hand into your purse.

"I believe it is..." you nodded as you pulled thirty bucks out from your purse.

"I say this will do" you smiled sheepishly at them and you swung the money around in the air. Both the men's faces dropped, their mouths slightly parting and their eyes widening. One of the men huffed and cleared his throat before he snatched the money out of your hands.

"One room, one night." he spat as the other man threw a key onto the ground and they walked away. You puffed out and picked up the key from the ground before looking up at the boy who'd seemed to been watching you.

"Thanks." the boy mouthed, letting a weak smile curl onto his lips as you smiled back.

You sat at the bar, taking small sips on your beer and made yourself comfortable as you obviously didn't plan to go to bed any time soon. Your new found friend had already gone upstairs to bed a while ago, probably drunken into deep sleep by now, although, that assumption was far gone as you suddenly felt a presence behind you. He slowly sat down in one of the bar stools beside you. It was him.
He took his cap off, throwing it aside as he turned to you.

"Slept well?" you laughed out awkwardly, he chuckled with you as he got a drink for himself.

"Not really.. But thank you, I appreciate the gesture" he mumbled, looking down at his bottle. You smiled again.

"No worries, I had to get a room anyway" you nodded.

"No but, um... I didn't quite catch your name, did I?" he grumbled, probably not sure if he'd gotten your name or not. His eyebrows furrowed and his mouth formed in a 'O' shape.

"Y/n" you smiled.

"I, um, Arvin Russell" he mumbled hesitantly.
Your eyebrows furrowed, something about the name feeling.. familiar? Something in your gut made you suddenly feel unease. Or maybe it was just nerves. You shrugged. Arvin's smile dipped a bit, as your smile on the other hand widened. You raised your hand to lightly shake his, a gasp leaving your lips as a small spark stung you the second your fingertips brushed against each other. Something you were sure that he noticed as well. You caught yourself staring at his face and let out a small and awkward laugh, rubbing your neck in embarrassment.

"I apologize.. I just, um.." you wanted to continue but couldn't quite come up with any words, making him smile and laugh as he took your hand into his to properly shake it.

The night continued. You talked for what felt like hours, just enjoying each other's company and silently admiring each other. Arvin suddenly reached into his pocket, only to pull out a package of luckies. He'd already set his first cigarette when you started talking again.

"You smoke?" you teased as you took another sip of your beer bottle.

"Only when I drink" he chuckled as he blew out a thin cloud of smoke over both your heads. He raised his eyebrows at you.

"Want some? Or is it too much for 'a pretty little lady'?" he teased, passing you his cigarette. You chuckled quietly before propping the gasper between your lips and inhaling the smoke. You coughed a little though, not quite expecting how strong it was, making Arvin's lips curl up into a smirk. He licked his lips as he just continued to gaze down on you. Thinking about something... You took another light inhale of the cigarette, now more adjusted and took even more than before. You blew out the smoke and passed the cigarette over to Arvin again, a blush creeping over your cheeks.

"I assume you're also smoking?" he chuckled, licking his lips once more, his gaze wavering over your face.. You giggled.

"Only when I drink" you whispered, moving closer to him until you could feel his hot breath against your face. He gulped.

"Want to get in some trouble?" He asked as he bit his lip. You gulped, taken back by his question at first. Although, you instantly knew what your answer would be. You bit your lip.

"You heard the men, one room, one night..." You said, moving closer to him as you subtly started playing with the collar of his jean jacket. He placed his hand on your knee, slowly running it up to your thigh, making you shiver. His grip was firm but gentle, squeezing your thigh lightly before pulling your skirt up a bit for better access. A moan threatened to escape your lips as he got closer to where you needed him the most, your panties dampening as his hand slowly ran down between your legs.

Okay, the first part is done!
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