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Olivia stepped out of the elevator on her floor after a brutal double shift that had finally wrapped. She walked down the dim corridor toward her apartment door, her boots echoing softly against the tile. She stopped right in front of it and patted her jacket pockets first, then dug into her pant pockets searching for the keys. Her fingers finally closed around the metal in her right pant pocket and she pulled them out. She fumbled a moment to pick out the right key and lifted it toward the lock until a faint noise from inside the apartment made her pause. She dropped her hand. She reached out instead, turned the knob, and pushed the door open.
She stepped in and closed the door behind her, tossing the keys onto the small table by the entrance. She shrugged off her jacket and let her eyes scan the space until they landed on him in the kitchen. Revanth stood there in that crop top and skirt again, the fifteen-year-old’s skirt cut so short it left little to the imagination and the crop top cropped tight against his torso, his pigtails swaying as he moved to whatever beat played through his headphones.
Olivia let out a long sigh. "Goddamn it, kid. You left the door unlocked again."
She watched him for another beat, the kind of bone-deep weariness that came from caring too much about the wrong things at the wrong time. Her mind drifted back to how she had first crossed paths with him during that ugly case investigation months ago. He had been out on the streets after his family kicked him out for being trans and non-binary, something she still did not fully wrap her head around.
He was a victim of sexual assault on top of it all, and something in his story had hit her hard enough that she could not just walk away. She had taken him in that night, figuring she would line up a foster home quick. But days turned into weeks, and she kept putting it off. Now here he was, still in her apartment, still under her roof, living with her like it was normal and she knew she had to get him placed somewhere safe soon. Real soon. For reasons she did not even want to name out loud.
Olivia trudged over to the kitchen counter after hanging up her jacket, the weight of the day still pressing down on her shoulders as she moved through the familiar space of her apartment. Revanth yelped suddenly and jumped around in place, his headphones slipping off his head and dangling from his neck as he sensed her presence behind him.
Olivia raised an eyebrow at the way he jumped like that, the look on her face saying she had seen this exact scene play out too many times already. "Jesus Christ, Revanth. How many times do I have to tell you to lock the damn door when you're alone in here?"
Revanth gave her a guilty look that pulled at the corners of his mouth. "Sorry," he said with a small guilty smile as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
Olivia shook her head at the response, the shake itself speaking volumes about how often that exact word had come out of his mouth. Revanth jumped in right after with his next question. "You want me to get your whiskey?"
Her eyes narrowed at him because he asked her straight away like that, cutting right to it without any buildup. Olivia was about to say no, the word already forming on her tongue from habit, but after a long day like this one she could use one to take the edge off. "Yeah," she said simply as she watched him.
Revanth hopped around the counter toward the cabinets while Olivia treaded over to the counter and leaned back against it, her body settling into the support as he ruffled through the cabinet and pulled the whiskey bottle out. Before he went to look for a glass, Olivia glanced at the ingredients laid out across the kitchen counter, taking in the fresh cuts and bowls. "What are you doing?"
Revanth looked over his shoulder at her with a smile. "Making watermelon salad," he said as he kept moving.
It hit Olivia then how he knew all her favorites, the idea scraping against her nerves as he made himself too much at home in her life, exactly what she didn’t want. Revanth treaded back over to her and handed her the glass. Olivia took it from him. "Thank you," she said as she accepted the drink.
Revanth nodded his head once before he moved back to the kitchen counter and went back to working on the salad, his hands picking up where they had left off.
Olivia watched him in silence from where she stood by the counter, the glass of whiskey held steady in her hand as she took a slow sip, the burn sliding down her throat while he began to sway his hips again to whatever beat played in his head. Her eyes roamed down his back before she forced them away just as they reached his lower back, the quick pull of her gaze did nothing to ease the stiffening in her pants. She took another sip, trying to calm her nerves, but there it was anyway, her cock beginning to harden, the same damn problem that had been gnawing at her since she let him stay here in the first place. Goddamn it, she cursed inside, who the hell would’ve guessed a boy in pigtails and a skirt would be the one messing with me this bad.
Olivia gulped down the rest of the whiskey in a single shot, the liquid hitting hard as she straightened up and set the empty glass down on the counter because she had to take a shower, a solid excuse to get away from this before it went anywhere. She was about to turn and leave when her eyes moved back casually and caught him bending over the counter to reach for something on the far side, rising up onto his toes as he stretched, the short crop top riding up his back.
Olivia started to step forward to get it for him after seeing the struggle, but her gaze locked onto how his skirt hiked up and revealed his bare ass to her, the smooth rounded cheeks parting just enough to show his freshly shaved pussy lips glistening under the kitchen light. She froze right there, eyes stuck on the sight while her brain cursed at her to look away, yet she could not manage it. Her cock kicked hard in her pants as every scrap of morals in her mind shut down in that instant.
The breath caught in her throat as the sight burned into her brain. Years of holding it together on the worst nights this city could throw at her, years of telling herself she was better than the monsters she chased, and here she was, frozen like some rookie who had never seen temptation before. Every reason she had given herself for keeping him at arm’s length screamed at her to back off, to turn around and walk out, but the rest of her had already stopped giving a damn.
"Oh fuck it," Olivia muttered under her breath before she moved forward until her front pressed flush against his back.
Revanth released a startled sound. "Hey!!"
A breathy giggle rose from him the second Olivia started kissing along his neck. "What happened to all that ‘get your shit together’ talk?" he said as he tilted his neck to give her better access. "This doesn’t feel very captain-of-the-house."
Olivia slid her hand between them just as he opened his mouth again. "You know you shouldn't—"
The words cut off into a squeal laced with a laugh as Olivia bit down on his neck and her hand quickly unzipped her pants, yanking her thick cock free so it jutted out. She kicked his legs apart slightly, wrapped her hand around his waist, and lifted him just enough to line up her swollen cockhead against the soft pink lips of his cunt, the little skirt hiked up around his waist.
Olivia thrust forward hard, plunging her shaft deep into his tight twat as his body tightened against her. Revanth threw his head back onto her shoulder with a loud gasp, his pigtails brushing her cheek while his folds clenched around her length. "God damn it," Olivia growled as she gripped his hip tighter and drove in again, her full balls slapping against his plump cheeks with every plunge. He let out a whimper as her cock stretched his gash wide, the slick grip pulling her deeper on each stroke. Olivia pounded into him from behind, her hips snapping forward to bury every inch inside his gripping hole. His moans filled the kitchen as she took him rough, her meat kissing his depths over and over.
Olivia kept thrusting deep into his snatch, her hand sliding up from his waist to wrap around his throat as she tilted his head further back over her shoulder. Revanth cried out softly while her fingers pressed just enough to hold him in place, his body arching into her. "Fuck… I’ve lost it," Olivia grunted and rammed her cock into his wet twat again and again, the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoing around them as her churning sac slapped his pert ass. He gasped and moaned with each thrust, his folds fluttering around her girth as she filled him completely. Olivia drove harder, her hips slamming forward so her pole plunged to the hilt inside his squeezing passage. His whimpers mixed with her sounds while she took him hard against the counter.
Olivia twisted his head back on her shoulder, her lips grazing along his cheek as she buried her meat inside his snatch. Revanth moaned louder, his hands gripping the counter edge while she took him from behind. "Shit, you feel too good," Olivia hissed as she thrust upward into his tight twat, her full balls smacking against him as her shaft stretched his folds wide. He gasped sharply and pushed back onto her cock, his gash swallowing her length on each plunge. Olivia pounded him harder, her thick meat thrusting deep inside his gripping hole. His cries grew breathier with each stroke as she took his twat, years of doing the right thing crumbling right there in her own kitchen.
Olivia shifted her hand from his throat and moved it to the counter, bending them both forward slightly as she kept thrusting into his snatch. Revanth whimpered at the new angle, his body folding under her weight while her cock drove even deeper. "Please," he gasped as she rammed her pole into his slick twat in deep strokes, her full balls slapping loudly against his plump cheeks while he struggled to catch his breath. He moaned and cried out, his folds pulsing around her girth as she filled him to the brim. Olivia grunted through clenched teeth and pounded harder, her hips snapping forward to bury her entire length inside his gripping hole. His gasps turned into broken moans while her hand pressed flat on the counter beside his, knuckles whitening.
Olivia drove her shaft deep into his twat, her body pressed flush against his back while she had him bent over the counter. Revanth cried softly, his head still tilted back while her meat stretched his walls on every plunge. "Please… just don’t stop," he moaned as she thrust forward again and again, her full balls smacking his pert ass as her cock nudged his deepest spots. He pushed back onto her length, his gash gripping her tight while Olivia drove deeper, her hips rolling to bury her meat fully inside his slick passage as his sounds grew louder.
Olivia kept slamming her cock into his twat, the wet slap of skin filling the kitchen while she held him bent over the counter. Revanth gasped and moaned, his body shaking with every deep thrust as her shaft stretched him wide. "Oh god, please," he cried as she pounded into his tight hole, her churning sac slapping against him as she buried herself to the hilt. He pushed back onto her pole, his snatch clenching tight around her pulsing girth. Olivia thrust deeper, her hips snapping forward to bury her thick length inside his slick heat. His whimpers mixed with desperate moans while she lost herself in it.
Olivia thrust her meat into his twat, sweat dripping down her back as his sticky cheek pressed against hers while she kept driving into him over the counter. Revanth moaned loudly, his legs trembling while her thick length filled him completely on every drive. "Fuck, I can't take it," Olivia hissed as she rammed deep inside his slick hole, her full balls slapping his skin with wet sounds as her shaft stretched his folds. He gasped and cried out, his twat fluttering wildly around her pulsing cock. Olivia drove even deeper, burying her entire length inside his gripping snatch with each thrust. His broken moans filled the air as his head arched back over her shoulder, the twin pigtails dragging across her neck.
Olivia continued pounding his twat hard, her thick cock sliding in and out of his tight passage while she bent over him at the counter. Revanth whimpered continuously, his body rocking forward from the force of her deep thrusts. She drove her shaft to the hilt again and again, her churning sac smacking loudly against his plump cheeks as she stretched his gash wide. He moaned and gasped with every plunge, his folds squeezing her meat desperately. Olivia thrust deeper, her hips slamming forward to bury her entire pole inside his slick hole as his cries rose higher.
Olivia slammed her cock into his snatch, her body covering his while he teetered on his toes. Revanth cried out and moaned, his hands gripping the edge tightly as her thick shaft plunged deep inside him. She thrust forward without pause, her full balls slapping his skin with every full stroke as her meat kissed his depths. He gasped sharply and pushed back onto her length, his twat clenching around her pulsing girth. Olivia drove harder, burying her entire shaft into his slick hole over and over. His whimpers turned into loud moans while sweat ran down her spine and she pressed her head into the curve of his neck.
Olivia kept thrusting her meat deep into his twat, the wet sounds of their bodies echoing as she held him firmly against the counter. Revanth moaned and cried, his body trembling under her as her shaft stretched his walls and her churning sac ached with the need to unload. She rammed into his tight hole again and again, her full balls slapping loudly against him while her cock filled him to the limit. He gasped and whimpered with every thrust, his folds pulsing around her thick length. Olivia drove even deeper, her hips snapping forward to bury herself fully inside his gripping passage. His sounds grew desperate as the sweat on her skin mixed with his and she refused to ease up even for a second.
Olivia hit deep inside his twat, her cock swelling as she buried herself to the hilt and came hard inside him with a deep groan. Revanth cried out loudly, his body shaking while her hot load flooded his clenching folds. She gave slow thrusts while her meat emptied inside him, every drop draining deep into his snatch. He moaned brokenly, his own release hitting while her cock throbbed inside him. Olivia panted hard, sweat still cooling on her skin as the last echoes of pleasure faded and reality started creeping back in while she fought to get her breathing under control again.
Olivia cursed under her breath, "Shit… goddamn it… I can't believe I—" the words spilling out in a broken loop as the reality crashed down on her. She huffed hard, the sound cutting off the next curse when she realized there was nothing left to fix after the shit she had done. Her hand stayed wrapped around him as his body started to droop, holding him steady while she sighed hard against his temple, lips brushing the damp skin there. She knew she had to quicken the whole damn process of finding him a foster home before she lost control and repeated this shit, but that was a problem for another day… probably never.