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† 19. MDNI. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT †
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wanna kiss shane’s bulge over his cargo pants :(
slobbering on the light brown fabric, desperate and drunk off the idea of getting your mouth round him. he’s never seen anything like it — not in his experience before the world went to shit. see, with the women he was with before if he was lucky enough to get head it bordered on aggressive. bordered on ‘ugh, fine. here you go.’ before they got down to the real thing, what they were truly after. but with you, it was like you wanted to savour every moment. that, and kissing shane through his pants was a sure-fire way to ask for permission, because you needed that too.
“yeah. you want that? huh?” he places a large meaty hand at the back of your head and shoves your face deeper into his crotch for a moment. “yeah you practically purrin’ for it. soaked ‘em right through. tell me how much you wan’ it.” he growls and you pull away, saliva connecting you from the lip to the flap in his pants.
“i want it — i wan’ it— lemme suck it. please.” you whisper like you’re out of breath, so needy for him to take away all your stress and worries just for a little while. there is nothing quite like the distraction of having a thick cock slid down your throat.
“you know i like manners.” he scoffs out a chuckle, unzipping himself hastily as he pulls his cock out. he slides himself over your lips, your tongue lulling out with desperate fluttering eyes to try and catch a taste as he smirks down at you between planted wide legs. shane slowly jerks himself, tip pressing into the fat of your cheek before finally tapping your lips twice. “alright, c’mon lil bunny— come get the carrot.” he jokes, but your thighs clench at the new nickname.
someone said shane gives ‘attitude adjustments’ when you’re being a brat n now i can’t stop thinking about him saying “yeah this attitude you got goin’ on is a problem, alright— but lucky for you i’m a problem solver so… we gonna get you fixed up, yeah?” looking around nonchalantly while he’s making quick and efficient work of taking his belt off, the sound of the buckle having a pavlovian effect on you that gets you all doe eyed n apologetic . . ໒꒰ྀི › ⸝⸝ ก꒱ྀི১
thinking about dale who treats you like you’re his granddaughter, constantly being nosy and overprotective— and hates shane.
and then we have shane, who knows this. he stays out of dales way for the most part aside from the odd disagreement, but you’ve told him to chill. dales an old man with a broken heart and he needs this. so, shane tries. until dale pushes his luck.
“if you’re gonna pack up and go i suggest you do it right now.” the old man speaks suddenly, appearing behind shane as he’s rummaging the RV preparing to train those at the farm who were willing.
the buzzed hair man turns around, scoffing out a chuckle as he looks around.
“you kidding me man?”
“dead serious. you’ve done enough around here and the last thing anyone needs is you runnin’ around tainting that poor girls mind with your nonsense. she is too. young.” dale weakly points his finger, wide eyed and accusatory. shane licks his lips, trying to control himself as he slowly strolls towards him.
“n’whos gonna make me leave, huh? you? ‘cus… ‘cus it sure as hell ain’t her. shit, that girl would be dead without me, that what you want?” he tilts his head, before the smirk returns. it’s dark, malicious, sinister. “nah, but this ain’t about that, is it?”
“you’re a danger.” dale defends.
“i save your asses every damn day.” shane rebukes the point, waving a dismissive hand. “nah, you… you got some fucked up… attachment to her and i think it’s time you let it go, man. she’s an adult. she wants to… hang around with me and do whatever then that’s her choice.” he barks before wandering off down the RV, continuing to search for his gun that he knew the old man was hiding.
“she doesn’t have a parental figure. hell, son she was probably looking for that in you and you took advantage of he—”
“i didn’t take advantage of shit.” shane whisper yells, lurching forward to shove a finger in his face. “she came onto me she — she was hungry for it and wanted to feel good and shit, i delivered. i gave her what she wanted and you know what i liked it. i’ll do it again tonight, i’ll do it again tomorrow and i’ll keep doin’ it as long as she’ll let me.” he’s wound up now, running a hand down his face, mouth turned downstairs, nostrils flared. “now i—i don’t know how much play you got back in your day, judging by the way you’re carryin’ on it clearly weren’t much, but when a girl comes onto you like that… you can’t say no. it’s impossible as a man.”
dale is stunned into silence at the sheer audacity of the man, and that’s enough to satisfy shane — so he continues rummaging, thinking he might have found the duffel bag.
“take advantage.” he scoffs to himself. “you di’nt see her. she loves that shit. never seen eyes rolled back like that but yeah, i took advantage.” he shrugs, not sparing dale of the details as he grabs his rifle, hoisting up and storming off past the old man, leaving him with a brutal lasting image.
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