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Room For Rent
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(A/N: WARNING! Here it is, the last route in the game, and also the one I was worried about since it's the Aggressive route, which takes a non-con turn. Nothing violent or really intense, but it does resort to blackmail. Hey, don't blame me, I'm just following the gameplay and doing the best I can with it. I wasn't exactly comfortable writing this one, but I guess it did give me a new writing experience since I never wrote this type of scenario before. Anyway, I thought it would be best to warn people, just in case. Please note that my opinion does not reflect that of the characters'. We all know what a horrible person Kent is and hate seeing anything good happen to him, but, again, I'm just following the gameplay. I swear, John, you really owe me big time for this one, even if I am getting writing experience out of this.)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Credit for the game's plot and theme goes to SkadooToon.

Chapter 3: Being Aggressive
It had not been a good day, and Kent was pretty pissed off. After spending most of the night fucking Annie, and then again when they woke up in the morning, he had started the day off on a high note, but things had gone downhill pretty quickly, and Kent had been in a bad mood ever since.
As much fun as the previous night had been, it had been wasteful towards his mission in finding things out about the metal giant. But today he was extra determined to find out what the boy knew about the creature. Unlike the other day, Hogarth hadn’t been able to simply run off first thing in the morning to go to… wherever he had been all day yesterday. So Kent decided to focus all his attention on him.
The kid refused to talk though, which his mother apparently found odd, even claiming how he had been unable to stop talking about a 100-foot robot just a few nights ago. That had been exactly what Kent had needed to know, confirmation that the boy had, at least, seen the metal giant. And so he had continued to question the kid at every opportunity.
Being as friendly as possible, and trying to show as much genuine interest in him as he could, Kent had, for lack of a better word, hounded the boy. He constantly asked where he was going and what he was doing, while trying to “exchange stories”, as he had so elegantly put it, trying to make it seem like he was legitimately interested in the brat’s life.
Rather predictably, Hogarth had given him the brush off again and again. He constantly made attempts to get away, which only served to convince Kent all the more that the boy knew exactly where the metal giant was. And despite the good start to the morning he’d had, he was quickly beginning to lose his patience with the boy’s attitude, and the way he kept blowing him off. Kent was used to being respected and getting what he wanted, and the little brat’s blatant disrespect was really getting to him, and he could admit that he wasn’t a patient man to begin with.
To be fair, it seemed as if he was just as equally getting on the boy’s nerves with his bombardment of questions. It all finally came to a head when Kent asked for what must have been at least the fifteenth time that day where he was going when the boy angrily shouted that he was simply going out.
Fortunately, the attention that Kent had paid to the boy’s mother paid off in a way other than getting between her legs, as she suggested that he take Kent with him to show him the sights. And while the boy made it clear that he would rather do pretty much anything else, Kent had pounced on the opportunity to be able to get some alone time with him and find out what he knew.
He continued to try to play nice. He had even bought the kid an ice cream. Hogarth was apparently playing nice with him now too, even showing him a neat little trick where he crumbled up bits of chocolate into the ice cream and then mixed it up to make the dessert even tastier, something the kid called a ‘landslide’.
Kent let the boy play nice and pretend that he was ignorant of everything. Maybe the kid simply didn’t realize the potential threat the metal giant presented. Perhaps if he made him more aware of the danger, the kid would talk. The brat may be annoying, but he didn’t seem to be stupid, so maybe he just needed a little convincing.
So he tried giving him an idea of the kind of threat the metal giant was by making an analogy. He used the Russian satellite, Sputnik, as an example to convey how dangerous having foreign technology on the loose could be a risk to everyone. Surely that would be enough to at least make the boy consider the danger. But no, the little brat continued to play dumb by asking what he was talking about, which irritated Kent to no end. He knew that the kid knew what he was talking about. What more, he knew that the kid knew that he knew, and yet he still had the nerve to pretend like he didn’t know anything, as if he thought that Kent was stupid and could be fooled so easily.
That had been Kent’s breaking point. He’d had more than enough of the brat’s attitude and open disrespect. Losing his temper, he dropped the nice guy act completely, including any and all pretenses. If he couldn’t get the kid to cooperate willingly with common sense, then perhaps he could scare him into confessing.
In hindsight, that may not have been the best course of action. He ended up saying a little too much and causing a bit of a scene. He chalked up losing his cool like that to him being cranky from getting so little sleep the previous night, as worth it as it had been. And to make matters worse, before the boy even got a chance to say anything, Kent felt as if a bomb had suddenly gone off in his stomach as he was attacked by, perhaps, the worst case of diarrhea he had ever had. If he didn’t get to a toilet right then and there, he was going to release his bowels in front of everyone in the diner.
He made a mad dash for the bathroom while barking an order for the boy to remain where he was. He barely made it to the toilet before his ass all but exploded into the bowl. Where the hell had that come from all of a sudden? One moment he had been fine, the next he had felt like he was going to shit his guts out. This was easily going on the top five worst craps he had ever taken.
By the time he was finished, he wasn’t surprised to find that Hogarth was long gone. This could prove to be a problem if the brat told his mother how he had snapped at him like that. Then again, maybe he wouldn’t. Kent was certain that the kid knew something about the metal giant and was trying to keep it a secret from everyone, including his mother. Meaning he might not be able to tell her what happened at the diner without letting her know about the situation in full detail.
With no idea where the boy might have run off to, he had instead, once again, went about interviewing the townsfolk and searching for clues about the metal giant. It was made more difficult this time though since he kept getting spontaneous attacks of diarrhea, even having to use the bushes at one point.
It didn’t take him long to figure out that the brat had slipped him something in order to ditch him. That chocolate he had mixed into his ice cream had probably been some kind of laxative. Suddenly, the little bastard’s name for the dessert, ‘landslide’, made a lot of sense. He would definitely make him pay for that later.
All this contributed to Kent’s bad mood when he finally returned to the Hughes’ household later that night. At least his diarrhea attacks had finally stopped. But it had left him with no patience to keep up the nice guy act. So when Annie stopped by his room again that night to tell him that she would have breakfast ready first thing in the morning, he hadn’t offered to make it in her place this time and had instead simply accepted her offer, somehow managing to give her a smile despite his bad mood.
“Breakfast sounds perfect,” he replied, trying not to let his frustration show. He had to check, however, to make sure the little brat hadn’t said anything to her about what had happened today at the diner. “I would like to ask, however… How is your son?”
A bashful look crossed Annie’s face as she diverted her eyes. “Hogarth? He won’t be any trouble. He’s out all day long almost everyday. That boy has quite an imagination.”
Well, from that he could at least gather that the boy hadn’t said anything to her. Good, that would make things easier. Now he just had to find out what the boy knew. And therein laid the problem; the kid knew, he just wasn’t talking.
But maybe he just wasn’t willing to talk to him. Based on what Annie had said this morning, her son had at least mentioned the metal giant to her at some point, possible when he had first discovered it and had been too excited to be smart enough to keep quiet about it. Obviously, Annie had thought he was just making it up and hadn’t believed him, but based on all the questions she had obviously overheard Kent asking the boy, she probably assumed that Hogarth had said something to him as well, hence her remark of how the boy had such a big imagination.
But maybe it was time to lay his cards on the table, or at least some of them. If he could get Annie to become concerned for her son’s wellbeing, she might approach him, and the boy might open up to her. He could then find out from her what he said.
It was risky, but after the bad day he had, Kent was in no mood to keep playing nice, not even with her. It was time to take a more aggressive approach. “To be frank with you, Mrs. Hughes, I’m not just here for the room for rent. I’m investigating the strange happenings around town, and have reason to believe you son, Hoggle, has been involved.”
He had deliberately misspoken the boy’s name while letting his frustration become known to her so she knew he wasn’t playing games. A shocked look crossed Annie’s face at his words, whether from his aggressive tone or his claim that her son was involved, he wasn’t sure; probably both.
Her mouth hung open as she stared at him in shock. “Hogarth?” she exclaimed, a look of surprised disbelief on her face. “What, are you joking? I think you must be mistaken. If not…”
He mentally groaned at his lack of restraint. If he upset her too much, he might end up blowing this, so he tried to come across as more sympathetic. “Possibly. I certainly hope I am.”
He couldn’t come across as too soft though, so he made sure to let her know that he was serious about his claim; it could be enough to get her worried enough to approach her son.
He tried to keep his voice calm while maintaining an authoritative tone. “But I must be open to all possibilities, as I’m sure you can understand.”
He didn’t get quite the response he had been hoping for. In fact, Annie looked quite irritated by his accusations, placing her hands on her hips and giving him a small glare. “I just don’t think you’re right, Mr. Mansley. Hogarth isn’t a vandal. It might be a different kid…”
She was becoming defensive. He supposed he understood; he had basically just accused her son of being involved in the destruction of public property. Still, he needed to keep her on her toes, and so he pointed a finger at her in a somewhat threatening manner as he said, “I would like to let you know that if Hogtard is involved in these incidents around town that he could end up in some serious trouble with the government and the law.”
This had been an attempt to intimidate her, but apparently once again insulting her son’s name in a blatantly inappropriate way had made her angry, and she was certainly letting him know as she rose to her son’s defense. “Mr. Mansley, I assure you, Hogarth is not involved! Please just leave him out of your work, he’s just a boy.”
He cursed himself. He was handling this all wrong, something he contributed to his bad day, but it was too late to back out now. Perhaps if he showed her some evidence, she would be more willing to take what he was saying seriously. In fact, it could be just the thing to win her over to his side. A worried mother would do anything to protect her child. If she became concerned enough for his safety, she might insist that the boy cooperate and tell him what he wanted to know.
Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a little something he had been saving for the right occasion. Now seemed like a good a time as any to show her. It was the boy’s broken BB gun. He held it out, and saw her eyes widen in recognition. There was no way she would be able to just brush this off.
“Ma’am,” he said in a stern voice, “I found this at one of the incidences. A toy rifle with his name and address.”
Annie’s shock gave way to confusion as she stared at the BB gun in disbelief. “What?!? No, no, Hogarth would have told me about something like this. He probably lost this in the woods at some point.” She shook her head in denial. “He… He’s not going around derailing trains…”
He had her now. He could tell that she didn’t want to believe it, but couldn’t ignore the evidence. He smirked in triumph, but still tried to keep his smile kind, as if he was still on her side. “I would like to leave him out of it, but everything points to him being involved.”
Annie began fiddling with her fingers. In the past, she had done this for a different reason when he spoke to her, now it was out of anxiety. She was still irritated by his accusations, but she was worried now too. “Well, please, there is no room for conspiracy theories about my son in this house.”
She wasn’t so sure though, and was trying to dissuade him from his suspicions. But nothing could change his mind, he was sure the boy was involved. But still, he could show a little more sympathy to let her know that he was still willing to help her. With a little luck, she would confront her son and get him to spill the beans.
“I suppose I can pull a few strings back at HQ and have his record…” he deliberately hesitated to let her know that he was willing to consider bending the rules for her a bit and help her son out, “misplaced… if it comes to that.”
She looked a little relieved, but was still very obviously irritated at how this conversation had gone. “Fortunately, it won’t come to that, will it, Mr. Mansley?”
He didn’t answer her, waiting for her to make the next move. But it seemed she’d had enough of this conversation as she said in a dismissive tone, “Now, please, goodnight, Mr. Mansley.”
With that, she closed the door. Damn, he suddenly realized, it looked like he wouldn’t be getting any hot sex from her tonight. Not that he could blame her with the way he had accused and pretty much threatened her son. That had probably crushed any interest she had taken with him.
He once again mentally scolded himself for losing his cool and letting things take this turn. He still didn’t have the evidence he needed about the metal giant, and had been hoping to be able to continue spending his nights in Annie’s bed making her scream in pleasure while he gathered it. But it seemed like that was no longer on the table.
Still, he managed to accomplish his primary objective. He was sure that if he pushed just a little harder, he could get her to approach her son about the metal giant, if simply out of concern for him. Keep her worried for her son’s sake; that was the approach he would have to take now. And who knew, maybe if he made himself out to be a hero who was willing to bend a few rules to “save” her son from facing punishment from the government for his involvement with the metal giant, he could get some gratitude sex out of her. It was a long shot, but he could be hopeful.
Of course, this still left him with another task, something he should have done his first night here; searching for clues that the boy knew about the giant. Now that there would be no more nightly distractions, as incredibly pleasant as they had been, he could finally get down to that.
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The third time was the charm, right? At least that’s what Kent told himself as he snuck out of his room for the third night in a row and crept down the hall. There would be no mistakes made this time. He was going to find out what the kid knew one way or another. There had to be some evidence left behind; the kid wasn’t that smart.
He gave Annie’s room a longing look, knowing what a gorgeous specimen was sleeping beneath the covers. He noted that it was open crack, but he didn’t think it was an invitation after the argument they’d had earlier. He silently regretted that he wouldn’t be able to screw Annie’s brains out tonight as he approached the boy’s door. Being as quiet as possible, he slowly pushed the door open and took a look inside.
It wasn’t that impressive, just a standard little boy’s room. A desk with books scattered across it, probably for school. A bureau with more books and some clothes tossed over it and… was that a camera? Kent raised an eyebrow at that.
“The boy takes photos,” he noted with interest. “Maybe he snapped something useful…”
His eyes scanned the room some more before finally landing on the boy. He was fast asleep in his bed, nestled beneath his covers. A discarded shirt laid on the floor beside the bed, which drew Kent’s attention, and right next to it was a comic book sticking halfway out from under the bed. Kent was about to turn his attention elsewhere when he suddenly caught sight of something sticking out of the comic. It was hard to see from here while it was dark, but they appeared to be pictures.
“Those look like polaroid’s hiding in that comic…” he muttered quietly to himself, his eyes once again darting back to the camera sitting on the bureau.
Slipping into the room, he tiptoed over to the bed, being careful not to wake up the boy. Crouching down, he picked up the comic and glanced at it. It was a simple Action Comics featuring Superman. No surprise there, superhero comics were very popular among boys his age, but he was more interested in what was inside, and he wasn’t talking about the story.
Opening the comic, his eyes widened in shock. There were nude pictures of the boy’s mother! That had most definitely not been what he was expecting. No wonder the brat had kept them hidden, albeit not very well. Poor Hogarth had a lot to learn about hiding his porn stash, if that was indeed what this was.
A grin spread across Kent’s face as he looked at the pictures, admittedly impressed at the boy’s photography skills, and very pleased by the subject of the pictures. “Holy fuck, this kid is a little pervert!”
He supposed it wasn’t too strange though, boys going through puberty and all that, gaining an attraction to girls. And with his mother being the woman he was closest too, it wasn’t too strange that he had taken up an interest in the nearest available form of the female body.
With a grin on his face and a bulge in his pants, Kent began going through the pictures, getting more and more aroused with each shot. The first picture was of Annie’s bare-naked ass as she was outside sunbathing. The second was of her fresh out of the shower, combing out her hair. The third, and his favorite so far, was of her naked on her bed, pleasuring herself with a dildo, her eyes closed and her head thrown back in ecstasy. The fourth—
“Wait… Aha!”
His cry of triumph escaped him at the sight of the fourth picture, and his hand shot to his mouth as he glanced at the boy. But Hogarth just kept on sleeping, showing no sign of waking up. That was close, but Kent hadn’t been able to help it; he’d finally found what he had been looking for.
He looked back at the picture, an arrogant smirk creeping up his face. It was a close-up of the boy’s face, and standing in the background, clear was day, was the metal giant he had been searching for. The general had said that if he could get a photo of it that he could get some troops out here. Well, here was the proof. The general had laughed at him before, but Kent bet that he wouldn’t be laughing when he saw this photo.
His gaze moved from the metal giant in the picture to Hogarth’s grinning face, and he scowled in disapproval. “This fucking kid…”
Hogarth really was a foolish little punk. Didn’t he realize the potential danger such a creature presented? This was a serious matter! They knew nothing about the thing, what it was capable of, where it came from, who built it, or what its purpose was. It needed to be eliminated before it became a threat. Hell, the thing was already a threat with its enormous size. After all, how many insects did a person end up crushing every day without even realizing anything was beneath their shoe? Who’s to say the same wouldn’t happen with the metal giant should it simply decide to go marching through town.
Even if the creature itself wasn’t a threat, there was no doubt that it was foreign technology, maybe even alien technology. What if an enemy nation managed to get its hands on it and gain access to some amazing new technology and then use it against them? Hell, maybe it really was a foreign country that built it and this was some kind of test run before they began to mass manufacture more, if they hadn’t started already. They didn’t know, and that’s why it was so important to bring this thing down and learn as much about it as they could before it was too late. And the ignorant brat was interfering with that!
Slipping the evidence into the chest pocket of his jacket, his gaze went back to the much more appealing sight of Annie’s nude shots, and a smirk crossed his face as he thought of how they would make nice jerkoff material for him. It wasn’t like the brat could tell his mother they were missing without admitting to having taken them in the first place.
“I’m keeping these as well,” he decided. “Annie is so fucking hot!”
“Mr. Mansley?”
Annie’s voice came from behind him, and he silently swore. She must have woken up from his outburst when he found the picture and come to check on her son, only to find him in his room crouching beside the boy’s bed. Why hadn’t he closed her door completely when he noticed it was slightly open? Now she had found him sneaking around her son’s room while the boy was asleep. That certainly didn’t look good for him, and he tried to think of some explanation as he glanced at her over his shoulder.
He was once again greeted by the unbelievably sexy sight of Annie in her see-through robe. It looked just as arousing on her as it did the last time he had seen her in it. This was no seduction attempt on her part though, as she looked shocked and concerned to find him in her son’s room. He rose to his full height while sticking the nude pictures into his side pocket so she wouldn’t see them.
“Annie,” he said in greeting, keeping his voice low so as not to wake up the boy.
She scowled at him in open disapproval, her face a mask of anger and disappointment. “I’m sorry, Mr. Mansley. I can’t have you sneaking into my son’s bedroom in the middle of the night. You need to leave. Now.”
There was no misunderstanding what she meant. She didn’t just mean leave the room; she meant leave her house. She was actually going to kick him out in the middle of the night. Not that he blamed her after what she had caught him doing, but now that he had what he was looking for, he was damned if he was going to just walk away now.
He didn’t say anything at first though, and simply walked out of the room without complaint, the pictures tucked safely away in his pockets. Closing the door behind him, he began heading back to his room with Annie following behind him, fully intending to make sure he left.
But he wasn’t having it. Just before they reached his room, he turned around and practically slammed his hands against the wall, affectively caging her between his arms. Annie’s eyes widened in surprise before she glared at him furiously.
“What the fuck are you doing, you creep!?” she demanded in a silent shout, and shoved him away. “Get the fuck out of my house!”
Kent took a few steps back, giving her a serious look that exhibited all his governmental authority. “Mrs. Hughes, about your son—”
“Please,” she interrupted, still sounding frustrated, but her tone had become a little less harsh, likely due to her recalling about what he had said earlier about her son being in trouble with the government, “just forget about that. Please?”
He hesitated as he studied her, watching as she shifted uncomfortably. Good, she should be uncomfortable. He was the one holding all the cards now. And with photographic proof of what he had been searching for, in her son’s possession no less, he had all the power, and it was time to let her know that.
“I can’t do that, Mrs. Hughes,” he told her as he reached into his chest pocket and took out the picture. “I found this.”
He showed her the picture of the metal giant, and watched as her eyes widened as she studied the picture. He made sure to hold onto it so she wouldn’t be able to take it from him, but the thought didn’t even seem to cross her mind as she stared at the picture in disbelief.
“This is what I have been after, and your son knows all about him,” he told her harshly. He made sure to let her know the gravity of the situation. “Your son is going to do some serious time for his actions with this monster.”
That definitely got the response he was looking for. Worry was written all over her face as she began to panic. “What!? Mr. Mansley, no! This… This photo doesn’t mean anything! He’s just a boy!”
Sticking the picture back into his pocket, he pointed at her accusingly. “Your son and this monster derailed a train. They destroyed a power station. There’s no telling what they might do next. I have to bring them in.”
A horrified look crossed her face before it became one of desperate pleading, all earlier traces of her anger gone in light of this discovery. “No, please, not Hogarth! Please, I’ll do anything!”
Kent considered this for a few moments, and his thoughts took a much more pleasing turn as he let his eyes run up and down Annie’s body once more. Why shouldn’t he take further advantage of the situation and indulge a bit? He more than deserved it, and he really wanted to get back into her bed again.
“Anything?” he asked, smirking arrogantly.
Reaching down, he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free, giving her a suggestive look. Shock was written all over her face as understanding dawned on her, and she looked at him in disbelief, her cheeks turning red in a combination of outrage and embarrassment.
“What the fuck!?” she exclaimed. “No, I’m not gonna fucking do that!”
If she wasn’t quiet, she was going to wake up her son. Not that Kent cared anymore. Let the brat wake up and find his mother being screwed by him, it’s what the punk deserved for essentially poisoning him earlier today. But it seemed that Annie was going to need a little more motivation before she was willing to cooperate, so he reached into his side pocket and pulled out the other photos he had found with the first one.
“You know what else I found in your son’s belonging?” he told her arrogantly. “These.”
He showed her the nude photos of her, trying not to laugh at the shocked and appalled look on her face. Of course she would be appalled, her son had nude pictures of her! She stared at them as if she couldn’t understand what she was looking at. He didn’t think it was really that big of a deal though; boys would be boys after all. It was too bad that the brat didn’t do a better job at hiding the goods, but the boy’s mistake was his gain. Now he just needed to give one last little push.
“Your son is quite the photographer,” he mocked as he ran his fingers over his cock, eagerly anticipating what was going to come. “Little did he know his work would soon be published in, say, the local paper, Playboy, flyers to toss around for no goddamn reason other than to ruin your life.”
Her shock disappeared to become replaced by worry once more as she gave him a desperate look. “No, please don’t do that! Please, Mr. Mansley, I’ll…”
She hesitated, as if trying to come up with an alternative, but he had her in checkmate, and she knew it. So he let her try and come up with a way to get out of the situation she now found herself in, knowing that there was nothing she could do about it. She couldn’t even call the police because of the evidence he now held and the threat he could very well go through with if she defied him.
A look of reluctant acceptance crossed Annie’s face as she looked away from him. “I’ll do it.”
A triumphant smirk crept up Kent’s face. Of course she would do it. What mother wouldn’t do whatever it took to protect her son? And he was going to make sure he got as much out of her as he could for as long as he could, starting with this.
“You’ll do it?” he repeated in a mockingly questioning tone. He wanted to hear her say it. “What precisely will you do, Mrs. Hughes?”
She looked back at him, giving him a furious look as she snapped, “I’ll suck your cock!”
Yes, that’s what he had wanted to hear. So far, he hadn’t gotten a real hardcore blowjob out of her yet, and there were a few other positions he still wanted to try out with her in bed as well. “That’s a good start, but…” He trailed off there, letting her know good and well that he would be expecting more than a simple blowjob as he waved his cock at her. “I don’t know what you’re waiting for.”
A low growl escaped her through her clenched teeth, but she didn’t argue. Kent chuckled in response, glad that all this nonsense was out of the way and they could finally get down to the much more pleasurable business he had planned. And the best part was, he no longer needed to put on the whole Mr. Nice Guy act with her to get what he wanted.
He stripped off his jacket and shirt and tossed them aside, along with his tie, as Annie got down on her knees in front of him. He pushed his pants down to his ankles and stepped out of them, kicking off his shoes and socks in the process. His cock bobbed in front of Annie’s face, and she fixed him with a glare. He just smirked down at her and gave her an expectant look, sticking his erection in her face.
He had been wanting her to do this since their first time together. She had licked and taken him into her mouth a little bit the previous night, but he wanted to experience her throat muscles working over his length in a real, full-on, deep blowjob from her. The things she had done with her tongue while kissing him would surely feel a thousand times better with her lips wrapped around his cock.
Annie looked back down at it before reaching out and taking it in her hand. She ran her hand up and down its length a few times until it was fully erect, then her tongue slowly snaked out and ran over the bulbous head as she gave it a few light licks. Kent didn’t want to just feel her hand and tongue though, he wanted to feel her mouth wrapped around him.
Reaching down, he pulled her hand away and aimed his cock at her face, giving his hips a small thrust to indicate what he wanted. Understanding his meaning, she slowly moved forward and took his cock in her mouth. She started at the head, wrapping her lips around it and sucking. Kent made a noise to let her know he was enjoying this as she swirled her tongue around his swollen top, and then began to take more into her mouth, making him groan. He was tempted to simply start thrusting into her mouth, but he wanted her to do it on her own first, and smirked when she began to take in even more of him.
She began moving up and down his length, running her tongue over it as she sucked him. Kent groaned in pleasure as she bobbed her head over his cock, and he worked his way in deeper. He told her to look at him, and her eyes rose to meet his, where she proceeded to glare at him, a visible blush present on her face. He grinned down at her, and she looked away from him as she moved her head up and down his length before taking him in deep and hummed in the back of her throat, making him see stars at the vibrating sensation.
He let her do this for a little while before he began thrusting in time with her movements, forcing her to take him even deeper. She shut her eyes as her lips moved over his cock at a much faster pace, coating it with her saliva. Grunts and groans escaped Kent as he enjoyed her mouth, wishing he had asked her to do this the previous night.
After working him for a good while, she pulled her mouth off and took a few deep breaths as she let her jaw rest. He let her take a short breather before moving his hips forward once more. A look of frustration crossed her face, but she opened her mouth again, taking him back into her warm, wet cavern.
He wanted more this time, and placed his hand on the back of her head, tangling his fingers into her hair. Pulling her head forward, he worked himself into her throat until her nose pressed against his hairless crotch, her lips wrapped around the base of his cock. Her eyes bulged out as he began thrusting in and out, forcing her to deep-throat him, her lips sliding from the base of his cock up to its mushroom head and back again. She acclimated quickly, and began sucking his length as it moved furiously in and out of her throat.
Kent’s head fell back and he moaned in pleasure as her mouth worked over him, her throat muscles amplifying the sensation. He kept his hand to the back of her head as he encouraged her with his movements to go faster. Annie breathed through her nose, trying not to gag as her lips moved from the base of his cock back to the top and down again at a rapid pace.
At one point, he pushed in as far as he could go, his cock working its way deep into her throat, and stayed there. Annie’s eyes widened as her face was completely pressed into his groin, her lips wrapped around the base of his cock as she held the length of it in her throat. He held her there for several long moments, enjoying the feel of her throat muscles massaging him. She swallowed a few times around his length, and the sensation made him groan out loud. He knew she would need air though, so after a few more seconds, he pulled back and resumed thrusting into her mouth and throat once more.
When her mouth started to get sore, she attempted to pull back. Kent let her go, releasing his hold on her head, quite satisfied with how this had gone. His cock fell free of her mouth as she panted heavily, trying to catch her breath. It was quite an arousing sight, but Kent had had enough foreplay, as enjoyable as it had been.
Taking hold of her, he pulled her to her feet and pressed her against the wall. She glared up at him as he reached for the top of her robe and pulled it down her shoulders, exposing her breasts to his gaze. He then stuck his hand into the robe, slipping his fingers into her panties as he fingered her nether region. He told her not to fight it as he ran his fingers over her slit before slipping them inside her. Not that it mattered since by now he knew where and how to touch her to make her moan.
He pressed his lips to hers as his fingers worked inside her. At first she was unresponsive, refusing to even open her mouth to him. He ordered her to respond to him before kissing her again, and at his persistence, her lips soon parted, allowing him to slip his tongue inside and curl against her own as she kissed him back, her tongue massaging his. He then took her hand and placed it on his member. She did nothing at first, and simply held it, but at his encouragement, she began pumping him, continuing to do so even after he let her hand go.
As their lips moved together and her hand pumped his shaft, his own fingers continued to attack her sensitive area, and he felt her grow wet under his touch as her body naturally lubricated itself in response to his ministrations. The wetter he got her, the more pleasurable it would be for them both, and so he began working her into a frenzy. Little whimpers escaped her as they masturbated each other until she eventually pulled her mouth away from his and began breathing heavily in his ear.
Deciding that it was only right that he return the favor from earlier, he removed his fingers from inside her and got down on his knees. Taking hold of her panties, he pulled them down to her knees and spread her legs, staring hungrily at the upside-down triangle of curls on her crotch, knowing that the real prize lay just below. He then latched his mouth onto her nether-lips and began licking up and down her slit before sticking his tongue inside her. Annie’s body practically jumped in response to his penetration as he worked her with his lips and tongue.
Above him, he listened as Annie began panting, her hand coming up to cover her mouth as she tried to remain silent; they were still in the hallway after all. Kent smirked against her pussy as he imagined her son waking up to her pleasured moans and coming out to find him eating out his mother. He inserted a finger into her as his tongue worked against her clit, then added a second one, thrusting them in and out of her, making her moan in delight as her hand that wasn’t covering her mouth scratched at the wallpaper.
When he sensed that she was getting close, he rose to his feet and turned her around. Taking hold of her arm, he freed one and then the other from the sleeves of her robe, letting the material bunch around her mid-section. Pushing her up against the wall, he smirked as she looked over her shoulder and glared at him, but she didn’t object.
Kent just chuckled. She could be angry all she wanted. It wasn’t like he was holding her down and raping her. They were already lovers, and aside from having jammed his cock down her throat, he wasn’t making her do anything she hadn’t already willingly done with him. It was just under… different circumstances. As far as he was concerned, that was consensual enough for him.
When it came down to it, this was essentially just like a business transaction. She was willing to fuck him in exchange for keeping her son out of trouble. And Hogarth was in trouble, deep, deep trouble. And there were also the nude pictures he was blackmailing her with to consider. But still, the choice was hers. She could still walk away from this if she wanted to, but instead, she was agreeing to give him access to her body. She may not like it or want it, but she was technically still willing, and that was good enough for Kent.
Taking hold of his cock, he pressed it between the crack of her ass, and began running it between her cheeks. It was a pleasing sensation, and he wondered how good it would feel to have her wrap her breasts around his cock. He would have to find out later. For now, he wanted to be inside her again.
Slipping out from between her ass cheeks, he placed himself between her legs, pushing his cock between them. He squeezed her thighs together, the head of his cock poking out beneath her crotch in front of her, and began humping into her, feeling her wet slit slide against the backside of his cock. He heard a moan escape her as his length rubbed against her pleasure area, her thighs hugging his cock tightly as he moved. Chuckling at her response, he continued moving his hips forward and back, the head of his cock grazing her clit with each pass, coating his length with her wetness as he fucked her thighs.
He listened to her breathing speed up, building up her anticipation, giving no indication as to when he would enter her. When he had enough of teasing her, he pulled back and spread her legs apart as much as the panties that were still halfway down her legs would allow. He lined his cock up at her entrance, taking a few seconds to tease her some more by rubbing his swollen head against her wet slit, and then he pushed inside, burying himself to the hilt in a single hard thrust. A loud gasp escaped Annie as he filled her, and he pressed himself against her, flattening her against the wall with his body.
He rested his cheek against hers and began moving his hips, not yet thrusting, but humping against her as he remained buried deep. Annie’s hips moved in time with his as she rose off the balls of her feet with each movement. Reaching up, he took hold of her face and turned her head back towards him as he kissed her. Annie was breathing heavily as they panted in each other’s mouths, their bodies moving as one as his cock massaged her inner walls.
Then he really began thrusting, causing Annie to slide up and down the wall every time he slammed into her. Annie’s breasts were crushed against the wall, her back pressed against his chest. Breathy moans escaped her as he pounded into her, running his hand down the length of her arm until he reached her hand. He tried to interlock their fingers, but she shook him off, not wanting the additional intimacy. That was fine with him, and he instead reached down to lift up one of her legs and continued thrusting into her at a different angle that had them both moaning.
By her body’s reactions and the noises she was making, Kent could tell that she was enjoying this, even if it was reluctantly. It wasn’t like she could help it; it was a natural bodily reaction. Even if she didn’t want him mentally, the reactions of her body were a different story. Tickle a person and they’ll laugh and squirm whether they wanted to or not. The same rules applied here, and he took full advantage of her body’s reactions as it acted of its own accord to his touch and movements.
Her moans grew in volume as he brought her closer to the edge. He teasingly told her that she better keep it down, less she wake up her son, and she immediately bit her lip to try and silence herself. But he wasn’t going to let her remain silent, no matter how hard she tried. He continued to thrust in and out of her as his other hand snuck around and began playing with her clit, causing her to gasp loudly as he worked her to an orgasm.
Despite her attempts at trying to be silent, a strangled cry still escaped her as she came, her whole body shuddering. Kent offered her no reprieve though as he slipped out of her and shifted their positions, stepping back to move them into a standing-doggy position. He took hold of her hips, pulling her back against him, and she braced her hands against the wall. Then he slammed into her again, making her back arch in response as a moan slipped past her lips.
He guided her into a rhythm, slamming into her again and again. She pushed back to meet him as he pushed forward, squeezing her inner muscles when he pulled back, the sensation making him groan. Annie was vocal as well, but tried to remain silent, and brought her hand up to her mouth to bite on her index finger, squeezing her eyes tightly shut.
Bending her over some more, he took hold of her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back, then he really began thrusting into her. He kept going until he had her cumming again, then paused as he felt her inner muscles quiver around his length. He then released her wrists and told her to hold herself open for him, and once she regained control of herself, she placed her hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper. Digging his fingers into her hips, he resumed his thrusting while she was still fresh from her orgasm, and the sound of wet flesh smacking against wet flesh echoed through the hall.
Leaning over her to rest his chin on her shoulder, he wrapped an arm through both of hers, hugging them to his chest as he changed the angle of his thrusts and began driving into her at a furious pace, his balls slapping against her ass. He balanced himself against the wall with his other hand while Annie’s face was pressed against it since she was still holding herself open for him to penetrate deep. He panted in her ear as he repeatedly thrust in and out of her, beads of moisture falling off his face and chest to fall onto her equally sweaty back.
Annie moaned and hissed in pleasure as she kept her eyes closed and teeth clenched, unable to resist the feelings he was bringing to her body, despite the mild discomfort she felt at having her face pressed against the wall. She did her best to remain silent as she thought of her sleeping son a few doors down, praying that he remained asleep while cursing herself for her poor judgment, unable to believe how wrong she had been about Kent and the type of person he really was. It was hard to think straight though with the way her body hummed in pleasure as he pounded into her, his breathing heavy in her ear.
After what felt like an eternity for them both, Kent buried himself balls-deep inside her and shot his load. The sensation caused Annie, who had already been teetering on the edge, to fall into another orgasm as she felt the warmth of his seed spread through her. She felt his cock jerk as he emptied himself inside her, the two of them groaning in unison.
They stayed that way for a long while, then Kent slipped his softening member out of her and let her go. Her legs didn’t seem to want to work as she collapsed to the floor, resting against the wall as her body continued to hum with pleasure. Despite the situation, she couldn’t fight her body’s natural responses to his touch.
Kent stood over her, resting his hand against the wall to retain his balance, his semi-erect cock shiny with her juices. He looked down at Annie as she panted, recovering from their heated excursions. He knew she had gotten off, more than once too. It was out of her control after all, with the way the body reacted to the correct stimulus, even if she hadn’t entirely been willing. Coupled with her forced participation, and he had and would continue to be able to bring her to orgasm again and again, just as he would with any willing partner.
But he wasn’t finished with her yet. The night was still young, and he hadn’t even come close to having his fill of her, and he wanted to let her know that as he towered over her, an arrogant smirk on his face.
“Well, Mrs. Hughes…” he began, savoring the moment to its fullest, “I’m in town a few more nights investigating this giant robot. I may need a little more assurance that I haven’t found any leads…”
She opened her eyes, understanding his implications, and glared up at him furiously. She didn’t refuse though. If this was what she needed to do to keep her son safe, then she would do it. And so she gave no objections as he gathered up his discarded clothes, took hold of her arm, and guided her into his room. As much as he enjoyed the idea of the brat waking up to his mother’s pleasured screams and catching them in the act, he didn’t want them to be interrupted.
Closing the door behind him, he tossed his clothes on the floor, and then proceeded to completely remove what was left of hers. With great reluctance, she obeyed as he commanded her to get on the bed, and he crawled up after her, his cock already growing hard again in anticipation for what was to come as he kissed his way up her body. She opened her legs to him, cradling him between her thighs as he blanketed her with his body, kissing him back when he pressed his lips to hers.
He slipped back into her warmth, and she moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his shoulders as their groins pressed together and he bottomed out at the entrance to her womb. Pulling back, Kent looked down at the gorgeous naked woman beneath him, unable to believe how lucky he had gotten to get this assignment. Now that it was nearly complete, he was going to take his reward by making as much use of Annie as possible, and he knew she wouldn’t refuse him, not if she wanted her son to stay safe.
Yes, it was going to be a very long, yet fulfilling night for the both of them. He certainly hoped she would make a big batch of coffee for them tomorrow, because they were both going to need it.

(A/N: Well, that happened. Kent finally showed his true colors, which we all already knew were there. And remember, his opinions are NOT my own, and I most definitely do not condone his actions. I already thought the guy was a total bastard in the movie, and this just goes to prove it all the more. Anyway, this is where this particular route ended, so that covers all three routes. However, I couldn't leave it there, which is why I'm including an additional epilogue chapter to conclude this. You didn't think I would end this on a good note with Kent after everything he did, did you? Hell no! But if you were only here for the smut, this is mostly where it ends. If you want the rest of the story, I'll see you next chapter.)
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