$mutty$uicide

religious ruby

Cigarette smoke spilled from his parted lips, twisting and curling in the sliver of moonlight that shone through the crack in the graffiti covered wall. The same light illuminated his face, illuminated the smile that had grown as I explored the abandoned pews. He made his way towards me, extending his arm to offer me the cigarette. His long brown hair hung down on his chest, his hazel eyes glowing as they met mine.

We made our way down the aisle towards the altar, a large cross painted on the wall behind the small podium. I inhaled the smoke before handing the cigarette back to Ruby, raising an eyebrow as he bit his lip.

"Oh God, please don't tell me you're getting horny in a fucking church."

"So what if I am?" He rubbed a thumb across my cheek, sliding it down to push up my chin, forcing me to stare into his beautiful eyes, glinting with mischief. "God sounds so pretty coming from your lips baby, say it again."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, letting out a sharp yelp as he pulled my hair harshly.

"I said say it again." His voice was rough, his hand remaining in my hair.

"Yes, God," I whispered, my heart began to race, heat spreading through my chest.

"Good girl," he smirked, pushing me up against the wall. "You know the Lord's Prayer, huh?"

I nodded as he got onto his knees in front of me, undoing my jeans while looking up at me. "You're going to recite it for me, and you can cum at the end, okay baby? Each time you stutter or make a noise you're gonna start from the beginning."

He gazed up at me, waiting for me to start, and as soon as I did I felt his hot breath through my panties, nearly making me falter as my heart picked up speed. I continued, closing my eyes to try and focus, stuttering as soon as he slid my panties to the side, pressing his tongue against my clit.

"Start over."

I whimpered softly before starting over again, trying to think about the words slipping off of my tongue, trying to ignore the aching he was causing deep in my core as he ran his tongue over my clit, his hands grasping onto my ass.

I nearly finished the prayer, losing control as he slid a finger into me, continuing to thrust it in and out as he pulled away enough to look up at me.

"Please fuck me," I whimpered out, grinding against his fingers.

"That's not how you ask baby girl," he smirked, enjoying watching me blush.

"Please, God, fuck me. I can't take it anymore."

He stood, pushing me all the way against the wall, his fingers still deep in my cunt. His breath was hot on my neck as he kissed and bit along it. My hands tangled in his long brown hair, trying to hold him as close as possible, letting out loud whimpers the faster he pumped his fingers.

Ruby finally pulled away, quickly working at the button of his pants, freeing his hard cock, and with my back against the wall, he hitched my legs around his waist, pushing deep into me. I moaned, my face pressed into his neck as he thrust up into me, my nails tracing along his back, etching lines into his skin.

My body ached, craving him. His nails dug into my ass, holding me close to him, holding me still as his cock stretched me. His breaths were deep and heavy, becoming ragged and less uniform the more times he thrust into me, until his thrusts slowed, his breaths gasps, filling me with his seed. 

He held me there, leaning over to kiss me, chuckling as I asked him to let me cum.

"You didn't finish your prayer baby, how's god supposed to help you when you can't even say a simple verse right?"

yo what's up I'm fucking drunk anyways here u go 25racks