Ecstasy and Correction

Saved Yet Still In Danger

Asa inclined his head a mere fraction, nodding in accordance to what the kingpin had said and gesturing towards him as the prisoner slowly ebbed away from them, towards what appeared to be a kitchen attached to a lively mess hall, most likely for sustenance. Even cell mates had to eat, of course. "He's right, you know. Everyone here is seeking something, nothing comes freely," He explained cooly, the partition between his pale lips sewing shut as they shaped into a roguish smile that went well with the rugged exterior the teen boasted. His dusty complexion gave away the notion of foreign denomination, along with a Hispanic accent to assert. "Now then, don't misbehave. Or I'll find reason to join ya in the shower, because quite honestly, those curves are to die for."

She felt a soft flush overcome her cheeks, her ears tingling with warmth as he spoke, quickly nodding to his words, attempting to keep her eyes away from his overall build and soft smile. She had begun to step to the side and make her way towards the end of the hallway when she remembered her first goal. Guards weren't supposed to 'misbehave.' She turned back to face him, a hopeful look on her face. "Could you perhaps just..point me in the direction of the showers. I'll be able to get there on my own!"

Asa's smile did not fade in the slightest, but merely seemed to expand an inch, revealing a pair of sizable dimples and minuscule crinkles around the jade orbs, reminiscent of unrefined jewels, yet to be etched by mankind. "I could do more than just point you in the direction of the showers, sweetheart. I can take you there," He offered, whistling innocently whilst walking up leisurely to the effeminate being, a calloused hand twirling a three feet metallic baton, ready to be utilized at any given unfortunate instance, perhaps if cellmates exhibited rebellious behavior. The teen decided to finally enjoy himself for the first time at the almost sepulchral penal institution, raising a crass index finger to trace steady circles on the female's cheek temptingly, his husky and warm breath in close enough proximity to be tangible. "How about you let me take care of you? I promise I don't bite...unless asked to."

His eyes were so mesmerizing in that moment, even with the dull walls surrounding them, the dark atmosphere in the area. Once able to tear her eyes away, she watched him with a calculating gaze, the rod making his figure just a touch more intimidating. Ryou, the kingpin's words briefly flitted through her thoughts, though they were easily pushed away by the gentle touch and tantalizing closeness of the guard. Her eyes closed for a moment, the soft circles comforting after so much had happened, though when she opened them, they started to his teeth. Her lips parted, no sound coming out.

The nubile female would be met with symmetrical rows of perfected pearly whites, gleaming in the slightest with the dim lights attached haphazardly to the overall clandestine and dingy ambience as the dictating correctional facility needed renovations. Bleakly hued paint was chipping away on the dull walls, plastered with disgusting bodily fluids, some unrecognizable while others were not covert at all, such as an all too familiar crimson. "You haven't answered my question yet, sweetheart. I'll make sure to treat you like a queen tonight. Consider my offer," He whispered hoarsely, his dulcet tone dropping a few decibels into a brusque desire for heavenly pleasure, the likes of which jovial Elysium would pale in comparison to. The transient touches trailed down to her succulent neck, the digit making sure to take its tantalizing time. "Last chance..."

The walls and cells had been blurred out of her vision, most thoughts having dissipated within the first ten seconds besides him. Her hands stiffened slightly by her side, blinking rapidly as she attempted to ensure that she was really in this position. His rugged features, deep tone, and incredibly tempting offer left her hanging on just barely. The fingers trailing down her neck elicited the quietest of moans as she nodded rather impulsively. Her feet shuffled closer to his, body craving more of his delicious touch.

Asa removed the finger teasingly, but within the span of mere seconds, swooped the enticing girl into his caramel and robust arms, whistling innocently whilst striding towards the lame office meant for paperwork in an adjacent corridor, veering sharply to the left after the hallway ended abruptly. "I was hoping you'd pick that answer," He murmured sultrily, hastily entering the workspace and with great ease, using a foot to shut the creaking door completely, not desiring any intrusions whilst soon engaging in lewd activities. With a swift motion, the teen swept all the uninteresting books and administration files off the mahogany desk in the corner, carefully laying the effeminate being atop the ligneous, amberesque countertop. Buttons on the guard uniform were hastily engaged to be fiddled with and opened, steadily showcasing a toned torso with a lean physique. "How about you give me a better look with some of those clothes off?"