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Marcella Bellini (born_greater) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2020-06-09 09:22:00

Current mood:	predatory
Entry tags:	guy of gisborne, marcella bellini

WHO Guy of Gisborne, Marcella Bellini
WHEN Tuesday evening
WHERE Outside a bar in Manhattan
WHAT John pulling a classic power move
WARNINGS mentions of sexual assault & rape

Of course, when John told Guy of Gisborne to meet him, he had little to no intention of showing up. Gisborne was getting a little presumptive. He needed to be put in his place and reminded who was the king here.

As 7pm ticked around, John checked his phone, pursing his lips in thought and glancing up at Isabelle. He would be a fool to walk away from her tonight. They had cooked together, with laughing, flirty touches, and if he played his cards right, he could have her on her back on the new rug in the new living room before the night was out.

Perhaps it was Isabelle's influence that made him message his assistant, instead of leaving Gisborne out to dry.

I need you to meet someone at [this address]. Go now. I will tell you what to say to him shortly.

**

Marcella was, it could be said, loitering in a McDonalds when she got the message. Luckily, the bar her boss wanted her to go to wasn't that far away, so she could probably make it in not too long a walk.

She'd heard of Guy before. John had vented about him in her presence once or twice, of his intrusive manner and unreliability. She was curious to see what he was like. She still hadn't met many immortals. John didn't appear to be all that popular with them. She would have to make a plan for that one day soon, but in the mean time, this was an opportunity.

She didn't want to get there on time. John was firm on that point. Make him wait, piss him off a bit. She strolled down the block towards the bar, messaging on her phone, telling her "boyfriend" she would be late, to which she so maturely received an angry emoji in reply. With an eyeroll, she stopped and leaned against a wall to take off her Vans and replace them with her work heels, shiny black LouBoutins. Using a window for a mirror, she tidied her hair, smoothing it into a high bun, then took a selfie to reaffirm that her make-up was on point.

Then with a sharp click of her heels, she strode towards the man she was instructed to meet.

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	born_greater 2020-06-25 02:38 am UTC (link)
	Marcella felt good to be kissed back, and she broke the kiss a little breathlessly. She didn't even look at Troy. "I want to go," she said, eager to be rid of this guy for good. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

black_guard
2020-06-25 03:21 am UTC (link)

He wasn't a chivalrous knight, but he hooked the baton back to his belt and started towards the door, dragging her suitcase for her out of an apartment that should be gutted and sold to pieces. He didn't like when people with money flaunted it so obviously.

What wasn't as obvious was where he was taking her back to if he'd just helped her hijack her ex's. He stuffed the suitcase in the trunk of his vehicle. It wouldn't do to leave her out on the street for the night, so he took her back to his place.

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born_greater
2020-06-25 03:30 am UTC (link)

Guy's apartment wasn't anything near flash. Marcella had not traded up in this transaction. But she didn't hate Guy like she hated Troy. She looked around as they stepped in, quietly judging the place but not letting him know that. There were a few flashy objects, like a watch she was sure she'd picked out for John to send to him, but overall Guy's style was not ostentatious.

She slid off her jacket and set it down on the suitcase, and took a few steps towards the bed, hoping that it felt comfortable at least. Well. She supposed she was going to sleep with him now, so it better be. Deciding to take the lead, she kicked off her shoes and looked back at Guy over her shoulder.

"Will you unzip me?"

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black_guard
2020-06-25 04:01 am UTC (link)

If she expected him to be the romantic type, he wasn't. Just like his respectable apartment he didn't flaunt his money, but he used it to make himself comfortable. It was a studio apartment, so it wasn't decked in white, sparkling jewels or columns.

Look at her coming in as if she belonged there. She did owe him, she owed him pretty big. His fingers slid the zipper from her dress and he whipped her around as quickly as it fell. "Was that all for show?" Or was she going to be a good girl.

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born_greater
2020-06-25 04:07 am UTC (link)

"Was what?" she asked, a little surprised at being turned so quickly. Of course she wore matching black underwear, not frilly but not plain, and stockings. She looked up at him, keeping eye contact as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra and let it slip to the floor. She lifted her hands to pull the pins out of her bun and let her hair fall free, a little untidy from being tied up all day.

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black_guard
2020-06-26 03:43 am UTC (link)

"In front of the ex," but with the way she just let everything fall to the floor, that alone should have been clear indication. Maybe this was just her payment of the job she'd requested of him, he'd deserved every bit of it. She could instruct and boss around, but how did she do when all the clothes were off. Was she all talk? Nervous? Excited?

He unbuckled the belt that held all his police tools, resting it against the counter and started to unbutton his uniform shirt.

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born_greater
2020-06-26 04:17 am UTC (link)

"No. I hate him. I don't like to be used." Marcie slipped her stockings off so she was almost naked, and barely been kissed. She felt kind of calm, just a suppressed flutter of nervousness. Guy had been terrifying enough to that one man, making his rib crack, and she had a feeling it was only the edge of what he was capable of. He certainly seemed to smooth over his rough edges here.

She watched him unbutton his shirt, and decided to slip her panties off as well, as an incentive to come and claim her. She had no shame in her body being exposed to an almost stranger. She walked over to stand in front of him and silently take over his unbuttoning.

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	black_guard 2020-06-28 03:20 am UTC (link)
	He could have said she looked great in this than that damned dress, but he just whistled instead. He wasn't going to say no to a naked woman, and she just slipped out of that without a second thought. Hard to know who was entertaining who at this point. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	born_greater 2020-06-28 03:30 am UTC (link)
	Marcella focused on the buttons in front of her. "Are you just going to look or are you going to do something?" she asked, getting to the end of the shirt and putting her clever fingers to work at the waistband of his trousers instead. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	black_guard 2020-06-29 02:00 am UTC (link)
	His hands gripped her waist with and backed her up until she was against the wall, his mouth on hers with a bite at the end. She liked danger did she? She wasn't going to get a nice plush bed here. At least not right now. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	born_greater 2020-06-29 03:05 am UTC (link)
	Oh finally. She let out a squeak as he grabbed her, and kissed him back just as hard, the cold wall at her back and his starchy uniform chafing against her front. This was what she needed, something to DO, just get this pent up energy out. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	black_guard 2020-06-29 11:33 pm UTC (link)
	He peeled out of his shirt, got the belt loose, letting his pants drop, boxers down to his ankles, in no way waiting for her to be ready or not. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	born_greater 2020-06-29 11:43 pm UTC (link)
	She yelped as he took her roughly and her toes left the floor, and she clung to his shoulders for support. He wasn't exactly being kind to her, but then, that wasn't what she'd wanted, was it? She kissed him but didn't beg, back against the wall as he fucked her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

black_guard
2020-07-01 02:58 am UTC (link)

He didn't think she wanted kind from the moment she picked him up at that bar. John sent her for a reason, and maybe he could have been a gentleman, but that wasn't exactly his M.O. The stint with her ex, well, he still thought she'd played that up for the sake of scaring him until he'd pissed himself. He'd have done a lot more damage, but she'd stopped him, so he couldn't quite figure her out. He didn't know her game, but this was a good start. She didn't seem a delicate flower, but he did kiss her, and he kept kissing her.

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	born_greater 2020-07-02 05:14 am UTC (link)
	Kisses were good, she liked kisses. She made moans at the right moments, arching against him and gripping his sides with her thighs. "Don't stop," she sighed, holding onto his shoulders until he was done. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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