Dark Alley, 4th Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040).....
After taking a few drags from his cigarette, Baddwulf rolled his eyes and willed himself to get to his feet. It had not been without difficulty given his injuries at the hands and horns of the bull Blacky Clay had on his payroll, but he managed to get back to it, slowly limping back toward his apartment building. He'd concluded based on how much pain he'd been in that he'd need quite a few days of sleep to recover and a good deal of strong whiskey. The aches and pains had been all part of the job as Baddwulf recalled going through much worse in his line of work and during his time as an active enforcer in his father's crime family.
He continued to puff on his cigarette annoyed that this was one of the few times he couldn't venture to The Dope Diamond and let Cheetah do away with all his misery all with the shaking of her shapely young arse covered in spots and yellow fur. He tried not to think of all the ways she'd make him feel better least of which being her riding his cock, which twitched in his trousers at the very thought of her soft body pressing against his world-weary form amid smoke and neon.
"Fuckin' Blacky Clay," muttered Baddwulf both annoyed and aroused as he continued to make his way back toward his apartment.
The day had not been a total washout, given he now knew the location of his apparent nemesis hideout, he had more than a few choice words for the son of a bitch if they ever got a chance to dance, of course, he knew he'd have to see the bull sitting it out when that time came.
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Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040).....
The trek up the seemingly endless levels of stairs had not been a fun one once Baddwulf finally reached his apartment building and made his way to his front door. He had been looking forward to a nice stiff drink and crashing out on his bed, or at the very least his armchair given how much sleep he'd need to heal following the brutal beat down he received from the bodyguard of Blacky Clay.
He managed to get the door open just as he lost consciousness and collapsed in the center of the floor his body in agony and his head pounding in the wake of his travels. He briefly heard Sullivan approach and meow at him before the cat hightailed it back toward his bedroom.
He supposed it was to be expected, after getting into quite a few scraps that day even before hitting the streets. He had nothing left by the time he put his key in the door and opened it in relief. As he lost consciousness, he had barely glimpsed the red high heels that moved about his apartment as his heavy lids closed blocking out anything aside from the darkness that overtook him.
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The Bedroom, Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040).....
Blue eyes opened to the semi-darkness of his somewhat familiar bedroom and the recollection that he had not put himself to bed. He had also noticed that he'd been completely naked as he lay on top of the bedding amid the cool night air and the flashing red neon glow from the sign that hung out the window across the way. He felt sore all over despite his brief slumber and knew from the ruffled look of the covers and the pile of clothes that littered his floor that he had not been alone.
It didn't take much for his instincts to kick in and his old nose took in the scent of a sweet-smelling perfume, a rather familiar fragrance at that. Baddwulf had been shocked to find none other than Amanda Smalls stepping out of his bathroom naked following the sound of the running water from the sink coming to a stop as she stood across the room eyeing him briefly before walking over toward the bed and slowly climbing onto it and him.
Baddwulf had been unable to recall much after making it home following his altercation with the bull, but he found it strange that Amanda had been in his apartment, especially given her track record for bailing when the going got good. He didn't doubt that she wanted something from him this time as much as she always did.
The ailing detective winced at the sensation of pain that filled him from his various injuries as she got closer to him her breasts dangling before her as she crawled up his legs her ruby red lips came up to the tip of his relatively thick appendage and she smirked as she noted the lustful look behind his blue eyes despite his being inquisitive about her even being in his place to begin with.
Without a word, she hovered over his cock head blowing her warm breath along the sensitive flesh as he groaned in reaction to wanting her as she slowly proceeded to lick him. Baddwulf grunted in the wake of her efforts feeling the throbbing ache in his body give way to the unruly lust she'd ignited by way of her skillful tongue and lovely body.
He wished he could move freely, as visions of him pouncing at that moment to pun her to the mattress and pound her sodden sex indefinitely filled his lust-fogged mind.
"Fuck..." hissed Baddwulf as he closed his eyes taking in the sweet warmth of Amanda's rather talented mouth covering his cock.
She couldn't fit him all the way in of course but it was just enough, just enough to tantalize and tease him in the wake of his pain. He slowly reached for her, running his large hands through her messy red curls. She seemed to delight in the attention she'd been getting from him moaning against his thick appendage as he bit back a feral grunt in the wake of her lovely red mouth working his sensitive flesh.
Baddwulf resisted the urge to buck his hips forward as the sensation of her warm suckling began to get the better of him. He had not been altogether surprised that Amanda had stopped by for a visit. He'd been craving her as much as she appeared to have been craving him since their latest encounter and it was only a matter of time before she was brazen enough to pop in and see what kind of trouble they could get themselves into, of course, she had not expected him to find trouble all on his own in when it came to taking a beating from the bull guarding Blacky Clay's establishment.
A low hiss escaped Baddwulf as his cock slipped rather sloppily from between Amanda's ruby-red lips, as she looked up at him with them still puckered and hovering over the head of his appendage as it throbbed with need before she maneuvered to mount him slowly sliding her sopping sex down his massive flesh pole as she glared into his blue eyes as if they had been bottomless wells and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He'd been battered and bruised, but he wasn't going to pass up a chance to be inside the woman he used to love no matter how much it hurt to move.