The Devil's Due
Copyright© 2016 by Oldwolf
Chapter 9
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 9 - William King is many things. A few would include highly intelligent, very charismatic, and no less than a borderline sociopath. Follow him as he uses the tools he possesses to take control of his environment and ask yourself the question, can Evil be Good? Please do note the Slow code.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt mt/mt Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic Reluctant Coercion BiSexual Fiction Incest BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Rough Light Bond Humiliation Sadistic Swinging Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial First Safe Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Petting Fisting Sex Toys Food Water Sports Enema Cream Pie Exhibitionism Voyeurism Double Penetration Tit-Fucking Analingus Teacher/Student Slow Violence Prostitution
Friday was a bit closer to normal, though William kept noticing Rosy's friend was close to hand every time he got the feeling of being watched. When lunch rolled around he found Rosy in their customary corner with the friend. He cautiously approached the pair.
"Hiya William," Rosy said. This is Lexi, an old friend of mine."
The young King took the extended hand and bent over it, gently pressing his lips to the back of her hand. He looked her in the eye as he straightened up, his eyes slightly darkened with apparent desire and his voice was ever-so-slightly husky as he said, "A pleasure to meet you. Any friend of Rose's is, hopefully, a friend of mine."
As the two exchanged looks, something passed between them, something neither could comfortably define.
Her voice was slightly husky, whether naturally or as a result of emotions was unknown, as she said, "Ah hope so has well."
The young man scowled mentally as he tried to nail down her accent.
Rosy could see that there was something between the two; not love, not even lust, but ... something.
"Ah'm Alexandria LeVou, though Ah usually go by Lexi or even just Lex," the redhead said.
William nodded, "Your accent..."
"Creole. Nah, Ah don't mind ya askin'. Honest? Ah kinda prefer it."
The young man nodded, slightly irritated with himself, but then again, he'd never done a proper study of American dialects. "You prefer it?"
As the young man sat, Lexi said, "Yup, least you're honest about trying ta figure out where Ah'm from."
"It's not a constant thing though is it? It comes and goes."
The slightly built young woman smiled, "Yup. Usually Ah... I can curtail it. But sometimes, especially when Ah'm with trusted friends, it comes out."
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