Filthy Angel (Arvin Russell X Reader)

Part Nine: Bad Girl

You stood next to the bed, lazily folding your clothes. A small sigh leaving your lips. You'd woken up that morning with a numb feeling creeping over you, last night's actions probably taking shape on you. You giggled as you suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around you from behind and Arvin's thin lips placing sloppy kisses against your skin.

"You good, sweetheart?" He asked, his voice muffled against your neck. You nodded, closing your eyes as you felt the boys hands slowly travel up and down your body.
"Tired?" He asked as he buried his face in your hair.

"Exhausted" You sighed "But I guess that's what you get for a hook up in the shower" You joked, followed by a small laugh as Arvin also giggled with you. He thought for a moment.

"Let's go out and do something" He suggested, his arms curling further around you.

"I don't know, Arvin, my eyes feel like they're going to fall out of my head, I can't stand up for another minute, let alone another two hours" You chuckled tiredly.

"Well, dollface..." He huffed as he slowly let go of you, his eyebrows furrowed.

"How about a nice steak dinner..?" He asked, hope glimpsing in his eyes as he patiently waited for your answer. You sighed and looked up at him, the boy putting on his best pout and puppy-dog eyes to convince you. The asshole knew exactly what he was doing.

"I can't say no to that, can I?" You asked and put your hands on your hips. A cheeky grin appearing on his lips.

"Definitely not. Put on something nice and meet me in the lobby in 5.." He mumbled as he quickly ran out the door, his untied boots scrambling against the wooden floor as he ran. You laughed. Your heart almost aching at his adorable excitement. Gee.. Arvin was surely going to be the death of you.

The evening started off amazing. You'd put on a nice dress and got ready. Excitement already creeping up on you as you met Arvin down in lobby. His eyes piercing your form in nothing but admiration. He led you to a restaurant that apparently was connected with the motel. The place was classy, nothing quite luxurious over it. But it had a cozy charm to it, the candles on the tables lightening up the dark space, making it fairly nice and especially romantic. You sat down in the chair that Arvin had dragged out for you, small giggles leaving your lips as he sprinted around the table and sat down in his own.

"So, do you like our little evening, doll?" Arvin asked while propping his elbows on the table, leaning over a bit to get a better view of you.

"I sure do, Arvin.. Do you like the dress I picked?" You teased as you flashed him a flirtatious smile, also leaning over a bit to give him a more acceded view. His gaze surely falling from your eyes, further down.. He licked his lips and opened his mouth to say something but got interrupted by a man who suddenly came up to your table..

"Good evening, I'm Ronnie and I will be your waiter for the night. Are you and your company ready to order, sir?" The waiter asked, pen and notebook already ready in his hands. Arvin nodded.

"Yes, thanks... Well, I'd like your best steak dish.. with a... uhh.. do you by any chance have a bottle of lucky beer?" Arvin asked, his eyebrows furrowed as his face was buried in the menu. The waiter nodded, quickly scribbling down what Arvin ordered. He looked up again.

"Great choice, sir. Now, what does your pretty little lady want?" The waiter asked. Arvin furrowed his eyebrows again, giving the waiter a quite dirty look as he slowly turned to you.

"Uhh, I don't know.. Sweetheart, what would you like to eat?" Arvin asked with a forced smile plastered on his lips. The waiter sneered, giving the both of you a look..

"I'd also like a steak and a Bloody Mary to drink, thank you" You sighed, giving the waiter your best smile.

"Great choice. We will be down with your food in a minute. I hope you enjoy your visit tonight" Ronnie announced, giving you a wide smile.

"Cause I know I will.." He mumbled, only audible for you and winked at you before disappearing into the kitchen. Making you giggle.

"What an asshole.." Arvin mumbled, obviously picking up on the tension that was going on between you. You giggled again, finding his obvious jealousy amusing..

"What's the matter with you?" You teased giving him a playful grin. He looked over at you, his eyes dark and jaw clenched.

"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with you? Don't act stupid, I saw what just happened" He scoffed, his jaw clenching and hands turning into fists.

"He was just being nice, Arvin" You spat through gritted teeth, playing mad even if in reality, you loved the effect this had on Arvin.

"Nice, huh?" He scoffed, rolling his eyes at you.

"Yes, Arvin, he was being nice. Something you maybe should try out sometime" You muttered.
Arvin turned to you, his eyes mad and lustful.

"Watch it.." Arvin warned, his almost black eyes darkening by second. He was being such a jerk!

"You're an asshole!" You spat, driving Arvin over his edge.. He slammed his fist against the table, all candles and tableware shaking in reaction.

"Yeah? And you're a brat!" He spat. Your eyes widened, a smug grin growing on your lips at him. Arvin sighed, frantically rubbing the tip of his nose as he tried to relax back in his chair. Fidgeting in his chair as he tried his best to hide the rapidly growing tent in his trousers.

"And.. Brats get punished... I expect you to behave tonight, and then maybe, I'll reward you afterwards. Understood?" He asked, his voice deep and full of hunger as he spoke.
You nodded. Your core already soaking with
anticipation...

"Words, doll" He growled.

"Understood, Arvin" You mumbled and bit your lip.

"It's 'sir' for you tonight" He muttered, a smirk slowly also appearing on his pink, thin lips.

"You're still an asshole tho.." You teased, biting your lip again.. Arvin scoffed and licked his lips.

"And you're still a brat. Now, be a good girl and go get daddy a drink, yeah?" He demanded. You didn't dare to behave worse and so stood up, a squeal leaving your lips as you felt Arvin slap your ass as you passed him. Gee, you were in trouble.. Another word for fucking heaven...

The night continued as planned. Your flirting getting soothingly heated, making your cravings for him stronger by second. You were still eating, Arvin telling some mediocre half done pun as the sound of the radio suddenly caught your attention...

"Shit- Arvin, listen" You interrupted him, pointing to the radio as you tried focusing to hear what they said. Arvin leant in, also paying close attention to the radio...

"-she reported the case later in the afternoon. Sarah Deven had apparently been driving when she suddenly stopped as she saw a couple guys slumped by the road. She was already terrified, let alone when she'd actually gone out of the car and seen all three men shot and dead. We'd got reports about the gun being a Luger which happens to be the rare type of pistol that's used by the wanted Arvin Russel who is suspected for the murder considering his recent murder of certain victims... Russel is 5ft 8', brunette, seen wearing a cap and jeans jacket. If seen, immediately report to your closest police station. Lock all your doors and windows. And do not approach him. I repeat. Do not approach him-" the news report echoed in your head, those guys.. Fuck, this was bad.

"I don't know about you, doll. But we gotta scram" Arvin whispered, slowly intervening your hand in his as he stood up. Gently pulling you up with him.

"I agree" you nodded, quickly picking up everything your brought with you as Arvin put a couple dollars on the table before you practically ran out of the place, hand in hand disappearing into the dark night...

Well, this chapter was.. um.. something? Haha, I hope you liked the chapter!
1430 words! What do you think about the story so far? Please feel free to share your opinion in the comments! And be ready for smut in the next one! ;)