Rogues

Episode 20 | Talk me through it

Bismuth watched as the tiny lights on his phone switched from number to number, endlessly waiting for 10:30 to arrive. It was currently only 8:23.

A quiet knock on the door caught his attention and he rose from his bed, strolling over. In one fluid movement, he unlocked and opened the door, expecting to be greeted by one of the other Rogues or Sunshine.

"Hi, Bismuth." Sister Valerie smiled up at him, her eyes shadowy.

"Oh, hi! Was there something you needed?" He responded warmly. Despite the cult she was a part of, Bismuth could see her sweetness in her aura. She was nowhere near as bad as some of the others he'd seen were.

"Oh, there definitely is..." She stepped into the room, closing and locking the door behind her. "Care to help me out?"

The Air ghoul was taken aback by the change in her. She'd been so gentle and nervous before but, now, she seemed confident enough to demand anything she wanted.

"Uh...aren't you supposed to be in your room? 'Cause of the rule?" Despite his hesitation, she continued to creep closer into his personal space, slowly backing him towards the bed. "I mean, I wouldn't want you getting in trouble or...getting me in trouble...just-" She cornered him against the back wall, eyes glistening with anticipation. "...What exactly did you need help with?"

She smirked, pressing herself up against him. "You know what I need."

Bismuth couldn't help the embarrassed blush that coated his cheeks and the nervous laugh that he let out as she slowly forced his body down to lay on the bed. Their size difference seemed to mean nothing as she effortlessly pinned his flustered form down below her.

"Santos advises us to feed our desires with whoever we want." She continued, grinding against him and causing a slight whimper to escape his lips. "But I don't think I'll be needing to force you to please me, will I?"

Regardless of how in-the-moment he was, Bismuth couldn't help but feel a little nervous from that question. "Would you have if I'd said no?"

Valerie paused for a moment, her smile dropping in surprise. She'd clearly not been asked something like that before, which just made him even more warry.

"Well..no." She admitted, to which Bismuth sighed silently. "Although, we are told that we should if we really do want something."

He frowned up at her, cupping her cheek for a tender moment. "Well, at least you're nice enough to stop when someone doesn't want it, regardless of what you've been told." She smiled down at him warmly, clearly glad that what she'd said hadn't put him off.

Bismuth smirked, trailing the hand on her cheek down her body slowly to rest just above the waist band of her leggings. "So, what exactly do you want me to do to you?"

Valerie stuttered for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden switch in dominance before collecting herself enough to smirk back. "I want you to use me. I want to feel every inch of you inside me as you rail me into this bed."

Bismuth felt his cock twitch at her request, swiftly flipping them over so that he was on top. He drifted his hands down the sides of her body gently, stopping at her hips and holding onto them. She squirmed beneath him at the attention, biting her bottom lip as she watched his every move.

"You want me to fuck you, huh? Want me to shove my cock inside you and watch you take it?" He teased, sliding his shirt off over his head.

Valerie wined and sank further into the soft mattress. "Fuck, yes."

Bismuth sneered, pulling her leggings and underwear off her body in a single movement and pushing the fabric of her jumper up to give him a good view of her.