Designer Heart | By : Juliette Category: M through R > Repo! The Genetic Opera Views: 2086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Graverobber had tried to sleep in his little corner of the slums. The basement of an abandoned apartment building had become his home. Sure, he still slept in an empty alley or dumpster when he needed too but this was where he came when he wanted to be truly alone and unbothered. He lay on his bed, which was actually a lot nicer than most would think. A queen size mattress and boxspring he found in an alley. It was pretty much unused and hadn't been outside for too long. Most likely the previous owner had missed a couple of payments on some Geneco property and would no longer be needing it. He turned on his side and stared at the peeling wallpaper. He couldn't get Violet out of his head. There was something about her that he couldn't place. Knowing that she was Largo "property" made him angry, and that surprised him. The years of peddling street Z had made him callous and apathetic to most people and situations. He survived by his wit and his instincts. He breathed a heavy sigh and rolled onto his back. He stared at the water marked ceiling and listened to the rain pounding the streets outside. His could feel himself drifting off to sleep when the sound of someone walking on the floor above jarred him awake. He sat straight up and threw back the thin blanket that covered him. He crept up the stairs holding the baseball bat he kept next to his bed. No one knew this was his hideout so whenever anyone was here, he knew it was most likely to squat or steal from him. He stood at the door to the basement, poised to strike on whoever was on the other side. He flung the door open and came face to face with Violet. Graverobber started back against the wall dropping the bat at his feet.
"Jesus christ kid, you trying to give me a damn heart attack?! I could have killed you! Wait.....what are you doing here? How did you know where I was?" he said grabbing her arm and pulling her into the darkness of the basement.
Violet was slightly dazed. She hadn't expected him to be shirtless. She was impressed at his definition and how good his pants looked sitting so low on his hips. She followed him down the stairs into the dimly lit room. It was larger than she expected. He had made an effort to make it look nice. A table and chairs, lamps, a bed. She noted the blanket askew. He must have been sleeping. Graverobber was watching her. He noticed she was wearing the same coat as last time. It was damp from the rain. Her long red hair was sticking slightly to her skin.
"You think you can hide from the Largo's? They know your every move."
He stood watching her for a moment.
"Here....gimme your coat. You'll get sick if you keep it on."
Violet hesitated. She undid the tie at her waist and slipped it off her shoulders. Graverobber stared at her intently. The black dress she wore was off her shoulders and low cut revealing her full breasts. He noticed the deep purple bite marks that peeked over the neckline. It hugged the curve of her hips and shapely ass so perfectly he figured it had to be custom made.
"A gift from the Largo's?" he asked nodding at her dress.
Violet's eyes flicked to the floor. That was answer enough for him.
"So what's up kid?" he asked sitting in the chair nearest to her.
She leaned gently on the table next to him. He could tell something was on her mind and it wasn't buying Zydrate for Amber.
"I'm stuck....in this....this situation. My father was the top suregon at Geneco. About 2 years ago my mother's heart began to fail so Geneco gave her a new one. Unfortunately my father became addicted to Zydrate and started missing payments on her heart. Luigi was ready to send in a Repo man when I offered myself in exchange for her life. Luigi and Pavi have always had a....thing for me. Ever since I was a teenager."
"You're not still?" Graverobber leaned forward in his chair looking intrigued.
Violet raised her eyebrow at him.
"No....I'm 23."
Graverobber shrugged and leaned back again in his chair as if mentally filing away some newly acquired knowledge.
"After Rotti died and Luigi took over Geneco, I became his whipping girl. Getting Z for Amber, being he and Pavi's....release. Pavi hasn't been with a Gentern in almost a month."
Graverobber raised his eyebrows.
"Knowing the way that guy uses up Gentern's....I can only imagine what you are like in the sack to keep him so...satisifed."
Violet shot him a look of contempt. Her bright blue eyes flashed with anger.
"Wouldn't you like to know."
Her tone was venomous and biting.
"Damn straight I would."
Violet narrowed her eyes at him. She moved closer until she was standing directly in front of him. Graverobber gripped the arms of the chair as she lifted her leg and set her black patten leather heel on his bare chest. The stiletto was sharp and dug into his skin making him groan. He could see up her dress the black lace that covered her smooth sex. He ran his hand up her leg to her thigh. She dug the heel harder into his chest causing him to moan again. She lifted her leg off his chest and before her foot touched the floor her had pulled her into his lap. He kissed her. Deeply, passionately. His lips caught her's almost too perfectly for his liking. They were like honey melting against his. There was a sweetness in her mouth that he had never tasted. Although he was certain Pavi and Luigi had their way with her there was still an slight innocence about her. Like there was something lying dormant within her waiting to be awakened. He felt for the bottom of her dress pulling the fabric up over her hips. She was grinding slowly against him, every move made his breathing quicken. He picked her up and carried her to his bed, her legs instinctively wrapping around him. He looked at her as she lay beneath him in the dim light. The rain pounding outside. His lips descended on her's his hair standing on end as a moan escaped her chest.
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