#{ ♡ } interaction / harley richards .

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closed starter for: @gunfckd.

twenty-seven from here.

harley + oakley.

{ ♡ } SMALL MOUTH PARTED AS WIDE AS POSSIBLE, the girl fidgets between his legs as she welcomes his thick length into the opening. doesn’t matter how many she’s done this for her beloved daddy before, harley still struggles to take it, her training seeming to skip from dumb mind as soon as his cock begins to push into the tightness of her throat. gags, blinking away the tears forming in sparkling blues, daring gaze to look up at the older male. adores her father. wants to please him in any and every way he desires. so as a challenge to herself and a tribute to his sick love, forces herself further down erect shaft, soft lips coming together to sweetly suckle as another choke rattles tiny body.

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{ ♡ } NO, SHE COULD NOT TAKE IT, but blonde would sooner bite off her tongue than ever admit that to him. though she'd been down on her tender knees for dmitri a hundred times, the size of his cock and the way male insisted on forcing it down her throat never got any easier. crystal blue eyes — red and stinging as she choked on the bulbous head pushing beyond gag reflex — flickered up at the phone, a mascara tear trailing down reddened cheek. those taunting words provided a sense of comfort more than the shame he likely intended. harley was just proud to be of use for him. to bring him pleasure. to be his girl. gagged again, tiny body tensing, the constriction of her throat no doubt furthering his quest for selfish release. needing air and unable to say as much with her mouth full, attempted to wriggle away but the hand at the back of her head kept her stuck in position, her gaze widening pleadingly at the older man as another convulsion took form.

closed starter for @slutstarring ... based on this !

phone hovering over her head, spotlighting the way her lips are parted wide for the thick c*ck bullying between them, make - up already smudged over lovely little face. dmitri clucks his tongue, shaking his head at the blonde on her knees below him, mocking her with every word that fills the air, “ aww, what's wrong, dummy ? you can't take it ? ” not that male will let harley get out of this that easily. free hand buries among blonde locks, forcing her further down his hard length, groaning at the warmth of her mouth and the slick of her tongue. “ look at the camera when you're humiliating yourself like this. ”

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{ ♡ } IF HIS TOUCH UPON HER HAS HER SHOOK, hearing her name renders her catatonic. arms wrap around her body, an act of self-comfort to stop her throwing up with the fear that wracks her. shutters eyelids open and closed repeatedly, desperately trying to rid herself of the tears that sharply sting. from what she can remember, every true crime documentary she's ever watched says to fight an attacker. to make a scene. to not go quietly. so why can't harley find it in herself to go against the stranger's order? why does she offer an obedient nod in response to his instructions? small chest rises and falls but there is no breath to be had in her. still can't quite fathom this is even happening. "y-yes." hoarse word escapes from lips, letting eyes meet his. if blonde can't escape now, maybe later, and getting a good look at the male might help identify him down the line. "i'm going to be a good girl. i promise."

❝ i don't want your purse. ❞ offense drips from words. he might have stalked her through the night and down this shady alley but he's no thief. no, he's worse. and soon the appealing blonde will discover that for herself. a lone digit lined up against against target's lips, aiming to hush her speaking further. dmitri did warn her not to make a noise after all, and patience runs thin at the best of times. ❝ listen very carefully, harley. ❞ the use of her name is intentional. wants her to know that this isn't just a crime of opportunity or a bout of luck. this very moment has been thought about and planned far more closely than female can ever possibly conceive. ❝ you're going to be a good girl. ❞ sharp blues spotlight her, finger slipping from her mouth to lift jaw higher. maybe if she's forced to meet his eyes then his commands will be digested easier. ❝ you're going to walk with me to my car and you're not going to make a sound. yes ? ❞

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{ ♡ } IT'S A WELL EARNED DAY OF RETAIL THERAPY. school has been nothing but an overwhelming nightmare for harley these past couple of weeks so when the idea came to mind to reward herself for all her hard work, who is she to deny herself these little pleasures in life? spends far too long (and far too much money) in her favourite store, inspecting all the clothes, imagining how she'd look in all the pretty garments strewn about the place. maybe if she picks just the right outfit out, the blonde will have no trouble winning over that guy she's had her eye on since term started. bags in hand, practically skipping down the street with her purchased goods, her heart sinks at the voice. a man, bigger than her, cornering her in this isolated alleyway. can only stare at him, knowing he's giving an order but unable to comprehend fully the weight of it. "i..." small chest rises and falls with shallow breaths, her throat drying as she's frozen in place. "do you want my purse? just take it. please. i'm not going to say anything."

open to f. inspired by this idea. connection can be anything ( prior connections + t.boo welcome. can just be strangers though. ) i have to use the beta editor as i don't get the option to use legacy so please keep this in mind. do not like this starter.

minute after minute spent watching. in and out of the stores she goes, sky darkening significantly in the time she lingers in her most favorite spot. takes it as a lucky sign that the universe is on side for what he's about to do. deep inhale and exhale on repeat until it's showtime and his inconspicuous car is parked close and exited. silent footsteps, she has no idea he's hunting until they're heading down a sketchy side street. makes himself known now. ❝ don't make a noise. ❞ for such an order, dmitri sounds incredibly calm. decreases the gap between them, backing her up until smaller figure is stark pressed against a wall. ❝ be good and you won't get hurt. you understand ? ❞