Feel You Now (Oneshots)

Bad Habits (M)

You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone. So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are
And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone. That's probably the reason that we get along.

-Melanie Martinez

Emma leaned against the soda machine as her eyes followed the tan brunette. This was the third time this month he had come in during her shift. Taking a slow gulp of her cold coco cola she made no sound as she curiously watched him. He was covered in blood again.

He never glanced in her direction. Mr. no name probably assumed Dave was the only one with the night shift, so he didn't bother to look around. Her co worker could careless about customers and usually let them do their thing while he slept in the back. Emma was the rare worker who would stay at the front at 2 am. She suffered from extreme insomnia and found it quite amusing to entertain herself with the random late night customers. They always had a story.

Emma was nosy so of course she asked around. Hoping maybe the blood had something to do with his job. Maybe he did crime scene cleanup for a living? Yeah, no. All Dave knew about him was that he was an accountant. One of those boring old white collared folk. Which still left the question in the air. What the hell was he hiding?

He was damn fine looking. Someone above must have heard her because he began to unbutton his shirt. Fuck, he did not disappoint. What she would do to have those strong tattooed arms binding her hands while he fucked her from behind. Mystery man was about to take off his pants as well, but before she could get the full show her phone rang. Just her luck.

The facial expression he made was priceless when he realized he wasn't alone.

"I thought I told you not to call me at work." Emma said roughly.

An incoherent voice said something back, and then Emma cut them off.

"Look call me back when you're not shitfaced." Emma said and then hung up.

She awkwardly waved at the tall brunette. His glare and silence stopped her apologetic gesture.

"How long were you planning on standing there before saying something. Was it before or after I took off my pants?" His husky voice said.

"Hey it's not my fault you're comfortable getting naked in a place before you check if you're alone or not." Emma fired back.

He looked her up and down. Whether it was meant to be intimidating or not she wasn't sure. All she knew was that it was making things very wet down there.

"Dave is usually the only one here at this hour." He said.

"Well, I'm very clearly not Dave." Emma said.

"Oh trust me I know." He muttered as he eyed her cleavage.

"I'm Emma." She said.

"And I'm not in the mood for small talk." He said.

He turned his back to her and much to her displeasure he didn't put his pants into the washing machine.

"Then let's skip the small talk." Emma began.

" I keep seeing you in the laundry-mat ,and by the number of bloodstains on your clothes I'm starting to think you might not actually be an accountant." Emma said.

Ethan paused his movements and simply held a shirt as he listened to her. Emma could see the wheels turning in his head and she needed to say something quick before she became his next target. We wouldn't want to end the fun too soon now would we.

"It's okay me neither... but I'm clearly much more experienced than you are. You should really pretreat those at home to keep from drawing attention, and you should use warm water for those nasty blood stains."

She tentatively made her way over to him. Trying not to scare him in any way in case he decided it was to overwhelming and fled. He turned to look down at her when he noticed her presence. Emma didn't even flinch when he wrapped his hand around her throat. She simply smirked defiantly and even teased him.

"Tighter." She said.

His hazel eyes were overshadowed by lust. He abruptly let go as if her skin had burned him.

"You have no idea what you're getting yourself into." He said. His warm breathe hitting her since they were still millimeters apart from one another.

Emma reached over and whipped something of his cheek.

"I think I do." Emma said.

She sucked the drop of blood off her thumb. Moaning as the sweet taste of iron hit her taste buds.

"I'm pretty good at spotting one of my own." Emma said.

And the rest was history...

........................................

"Ethan. Ethan." Emma moaned.

Turns out she did get to find out his name. After weeks of going around in circles he finally stopped teasing her. Finally quenching the fire between her thighs and fulfilling her darkest fantasies.

She screamed and trembled as he bit her neck. The sensation throwing her into a mind blowing orgasm. Emma always did love it when he got rough with her. There where times where she couldn't go out with out a scarf. It surely raised questions since they were in the middle of summer, but Emma couldn't help it. It just felt that good to have him buried deep inside of her and she wanted more. She would beg and plead for him to choke her. Harder. Tighter... until he left marks that would last for days. Her own personal trophies.

She never had to feel ashamed when she was with him. No kink was ever too much for Ethan.

Ethan groaned and thrust his hips wildly and sporadically as he was reaching his end. Her nails digging into his back hard enough to draw blood is what did it for him. His hands gripped her ass tightly as he shot spurts of cum into her. Emma's walls milking him of everything he had.

He rolled onto his back before he could squish her. Pride radiating off of him as Emma openly expressed how satisfied she felt.

Ethan still couldn't believe she was real. A woman who accepted his bad habits and even indulged in them with him every once in a while. How he found his perfect match was a mystery to him, but he was thankful that he didn't have to be alone anymore. He might be crazy, but solitude was only for the insane.

The End.

AN: Keep an eye out for an assassin Au i'm dropping tonight ;p. This story came out of the blue and i had no plan for it, it just sort of happened. I read a prompt on tumbler and this is what came out of it. I was going to add a scene of them doing a crime, but not a lot of people like when mental illness or violent crimes are romanticized, so I decided to opt out in case it offended anyone. These character were fun to write though it's definitely territory unknown to me.