InsaneJournal

Current mood:	horny
Entry tags:	envy, rowen hensley

WHO: Envy and Rowen
WHEN: TBA
WHERE: Bar
WHAT: Envy Let's out his demons...
WARNING: Some strong sexual implications




The night before had been pretty heated and wild. It had only been weeks since Rowen was supposed to meet up with the online hottie. The bar had been pretty crowded, and some other stranger had given her a round of free drinks. She wasn't going to pass up that offer. By that time she couldn't really tell it was Greed's brother that had been stalking her instead.

She was about to leave the bar heated that once again pretty boy had stood her up. When Envy emerged out of the shadows, she couldn't tell in the dark that he wasn't who he said he was. His voice was deep and kind of creepy, but a drunk and horny Rowen was turned on by it. When he approached she smiled wide. "Hey handsome," she said with lust eyes. Envy smiled. He was coming down off that haunted fiasco, and wasn't in the mood to give this pretty thing up to Glutt just yet. He had he his eye on her for over a month now and he wanted her to think for one second he was as great as Greed. He wanted to see what it felt like to be in Greed's place, to have all the things Greed pretended to have.

When she trampled him with her mouth in a needy kiss, he literally devoured her mouth, biting on her lip so hard it drew blood. She growled at him and started to drag him out the door. No. Envy wasn't going to waste time as he forced her into the stall of the women's bathroom. He slammed her against the wall, and when she gladly wrapped her legs around him he accepted it with his nails dragging down her legs and leaving scratches in their place. She thought she was going to wrangle him. He let her the first time, but but she learned quickly when he flipped her around and pressed her against the wall, his hand around her neck, that this was his ride not hers. It was kind of painful, and she thought for a minute as her head went dizzy that she wasn't going to be able to handle it. She actually felt sick when he was done. But that was kind of exhilarating at the same time. He was scary, sexy and dangerous. Rowen knew how to find danger.

He left her in the bathroom stall, bruises around her neck, and hardly able to stand. She had to lean against the wall before heading to the sink. Her hair was a mess and she had to wipe away the drippy black eye liner. Had she actually sweated that off or were those tears?