Ruby Red's Dark Fantasies

Ruby Red's Dark Fantasies

Chapter 2

This is a stand-alone episode. It is the second chapter in the series The Adventures of Ruby Red. Priscilla, Beatrice, and Ruby Red bartend at the Duck Pond Tavern.

In the first episode, mysterious Demura wields his nunchaku while charming Ruby Red. Priscilla plays sex games blindfolded with the bouncers, dildos, and two police officers.

#

Beatrice was full of anticipation and speculation. "What do you think, Ruby Red? Look at the way Joe is grabbing her ass."

Ruby Red could tell her friend wouldn't take no for an answer. "You've been waiting all night to ask me about Priscilla, haven't you?"

Smiling and giggling, Beatrice nodded. She winked at Ruby Red as she determined that Ruby had also observed Priscilla's behavior shifting. "Hilarious, don't you think? She's playing around with both of them."

"I'm glad someone is having fun around here," Ruby Red sighed. Frustration lingered in her tone. Ruby Red had been single for the past three months.

"Maybe her tales will inspire us," Beatrice offered. "I bet if we both corner her tonight, she will spill the tea." As part of her upbeat, bubbly nature, Beatrice was always on a mission to cheer up her friends.

Ruby Red's mind was elsewhere. Beatrice's enthusiasm was contagious, and she quickly chuckled, having caught the playful vibe. "Count me in. Let's find out what little Ms. Innocent has been up to."

"Cool," Beatrice yelped, both her hands quickly forming thumbs-up signs. "It will take your mind off your Superman."

Ruby Red took a moment to reflect. Was she really that noticeably distracted? "Bee, what are you on about now? Superman?"

Catching Ruby Red's inner thoughts was a bonus jolt of satisfaction for Beatrice. "Ah, I got you too. Your Superman, you know. The handsome guy in the trench coat who broke up the fight."

"Don't get too delighted with yourself," Ruby Red replied. "Watch out. You'll think you've got psychic powers." Looking at Beatrice's beaming smile, she realized her comments were having the opposite of their intended effect. Beatrice could barely control herself at the best of times.

Beatrice chuckled. She was pleased she had guessed correctly. "His name, was it Dee?"

"Demura," Ruby Red answered. "I was hoping he would come back. He said he would."

"It has only been a few days," Beatrice said, trying to reassure her friend to stay hopeful. "It's nice to see you taking interest in someone. You like those fighter types, don't you?"

Ruby Red knew Beatrice was joking, but she felt an oddly protective twinge in her chest. "Fighter types? Now you are really being silly, Bee. A bunch of people helped break up the fight. He just helped me get up."

"Whatever you say," Beatrice sighed. "That's not all he did by a mile. I heard there was a flamethrower, and he messed those thugs up good. But don't you worry; officially, I am backing up your story."

Ruby Red was glad Beatrice's perceptive powers extended to the scowl she flashed. "Flame thrower, that's a funny one."

"I know, right?" Beatrice remarked. She was happy Ruby Red was smiling again. "If anyone had a flamethrower, I would have thought it was you. I've seen the way you play with that torch in the office, you pyro."

"I would have grabbed the torch if there had been enough time." Ruby Red imagined she might not have needed Demura's help if she had a proper flame on hand. "Someone was probably waving around a lighter. You know how people's imaginations run wild on alcohol and adrenaline."

Beatrice didn't want to press too hard. She was more interested in getting ready to grill Priscilla about the bouncers. "You can tell me what really happened when you remember. Let's put our heads together and compare notes on Priscilla's interactions with the bouncers. I think she was definitely up to all sorts of things the other night."

Being a slow Sunday night, Beatrice and Ruby Red had plenty of time to continue gossiping.

Running into the kitchenette area, Beatrice nearly crashed into Ruby Red. "Hey, I just checked the footage from the camera."

"Calm down; you almost made me drop a glass," Ruby Red cautioned as she steadied herself. She made a motion to turn off the water but then decided to turn on the spray in order to muffle Beatrice's rising tones. "Camera footage?"

Beatrice caught her breath. "Sorry, you have to hear this." Pausing for Ruby Red to turn off the sprayer, Beatrice whispered, "I know we don't have cameras in the backroom, but we do have one in the corner of the front room pointed at the entrance."

Ruby Red hadn't thought about the camera in the front since all Friday night's action was in the back pool room. "We really need a camera in the pool room. Not much happens out front?"

A smug grin overtook Beatrice's face. "I wasn't even sure it was working, but I had to investigate. You see, it took Priscilla over an hour to respond to my text Friday night after closing."

"Well, Bee," Ruby Red replied, giggling, amused that Beatrice was so enthralled with being a detective. "I know Priscilla is usually quick to respond, but we already suspect she was hanging out with Joe or Hank. I think she was with Joe."

Looking out to make sure Priscilla was serving a customer, Beatrice continued to gossip. "Oh, I just scanned through the tape. She was here for two hours after we left."

Ruby Red could tell by the way Beatrice was almost running in place there was much more. "Don't barrel into me. And what?"

A jumble of hoots and giggles peppered Beatrice's description. "This is next level. Hank and Joe were both here late. Two police officers came back, and they were here for an hour."

A series of head nods confirmed Beatrice was serious. Even though Ruby Red felt her curiosity piquing, she decided it was best to try to get Beatrice to tone down the intensity of her delirium. "Let's reel you in a bit, Bee. Priscilla's gonna clam up. You know how she gets when you're overly animated. Maybe the police needed more information. You can't go jumping to conclusions. You're acting like they all went wild."

"I thought I was the wild one," Beatrice declared. "Ha ha ha. I haven't told you the best part yet. When Joe came to the door to let the officers in, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and he was putting his belt back on."

This was explosive. Ruby Red grabbed Beatrice's hands. "Are you pulling my leg, Bee?"

"No joke." Beatrice made the sign of a cross. "I swear. And there is more." Beatrice's eyes widened. "The officers were putting their belts back on when they left."

"Oh, my Lord," Ruby Red exclaimed. "Wow." While she thought of what else to say, Priscilla crept up beside them.

"What are gossip hounds up to?" Priscilla asked, her cheeks turning crimson. She overheard enough to realize it was time to share her story. Priscilla had been close friends with Beatrice and Ruby Red for years. Now in their mid-to late twenties, the trio formed soon after high school. Secrets between them never lasted long.

Beatrice seized the moment. "We were just wondering about you, my dear. You and Hank seemed to be hanging out a lot for a while."

Priscilla bit her lip, gazing at the two of them. "We are only open for another half hour. How about we sit down and talk after that?"

Watching her closely, Ruby Red rested a hand on Priscilla's shoulder. "Don't worry. We're jealous you are having all the fun. Half an hour is fine."

Nobody else entered the Duck Pond Tavern. After the last patrons left, the three bartenders went upstairs and sat down around one of the round tables. Being a Sunday, the two bouncers, Hank and Joe, had the night off.

"Bee and I figured now would be the right time to have a little chat," Ruby Red explained while Priscilla set her phone aside and let out a big sigh.

Fanning her red cheeks, Priscilla told them how she and Hank had been hooking up after work for the past six months. "I thought we were being discreet. At first we were only hanging out a few times a month. How long have you guys known?"

Trying not to seem too eager to know more, Beatrice casually answered, "The way they, I mean, he looks at you gave it away, but I only caught on last week."

Ruby Red nudged Beatrice's knee under the table. "Don't let her fool you. She likes to play detective. We were going to tell you a couple weeks ago, but then we noticed Joe grabbing your ass one night."

Priscilla blushed. "Damn, you guys saw that. I told Joe he was blowing it."

Sensing Priscilla was ready to talk, Beatrice let her excitement get the better of her. Hands flying in the air and speaking rapidly, she started peppering Priscilla with questions.

"You'll have to forgive us. Bee was convinced you were too innocent to get involved with either of them. She wasn't buying it when I told her you have a wild streak," Ruby Red said.

"I was nervous to say anything because I was worried you might get jealous," Priscilla joked.

"It's lame being single. Joe and Hank are good-looking guys, but they are not quite my type," Ruby Red remarked.

Pausing for a moment, Beatrice thought about the two bouncers. "I don't agree. I mean, they could be my type."

"Bee, you don't really have a type, do you?" Ruby Red asked, shaking with a fit of laughter.

"I can't help it. If a man has got personality, I'm game," Beatrice answered.

"Speaking of games, Hank and I have been playing a blindfold game," Priscilla Garretealed. "A couple of weeks ago, Joe joined in. It's just a silly game. We haven't even had sex."

"So you just give them head and that's it? They don't even get you off?" Beatrice asked, her tone laced with disappointment. "Where is the fun in that?"

"Come on, don't be shy; we are living vicariously through you." Ruby Red was pleading with Priscilla for a full confession. She winked, signaling Priscilla it was time to be nice and not hold Beatrice in suspense any longer.

Priscilla smiled as she caught on. It helped that Ruby Red pointed to the camera in the corner of the room. "I get off. They use a vibrator on me. It is part of the game. I'm not dating them. It's hot. They get me all worked up. They make me cum, and then they cum all over me."

"You like being blindfolded?" Beatrice asked.

"Hell yeah," Priscilla answered. "That's the best part. We also use a virtual headset. They give me a thumb drive of porn beforehand. I have to guess which one they use for the virtual reality simulation."

Ruby Red tried to imagine how the game might work. "I don't get it. Guessing the film must be easy?"

"No, not really. They somehow play a different version of one of the films. It becomes a point-of-view version so it feels like you are in the video," Priscilla explained.

Beatrice and Ruby Red were both fascinated by the concept and impressed by all the effort that Hank and Joe appeared to be putting into this game.

Priscilla went into more detail and Garretealed how the bouncers got help from their friends who were involved in a virtual reality start-up business. She told them about the money she had been given and then she told them about how the two officers joined in the sex game on Friday.

"I didn't even know they were there. With the VR set on, the dildos seem to feel more realistic. At least that is what Hank and Joe told me. All the cum gave it away. They said they used fake cum, but I tasted it." Priscilla wiped her cheek with her finger and pretended to lick it. All traces of being bashful were completely gone now.

Beatrice and Ruby Red had feverish grins as they congratulated Priscilla for sharing her exploits. They felt proud the fruits of their labor were paying off. Priscilla had been considered the innocent one of the group. They had pushed her to be more daring and wild.

"What is going to happen next?" Beatrice asked.

Ruby Red's mind clicked. "She wants to know if you plan on letting them fuck you."

Priscilla blushed and bit her lip. If she could count on anything, it was that Ruby Red was always so straightforward. "I don't know. They want me to go check out their friend's adult virtual reality machine at the start-up. They said the money they already gave me is for the feedback on the videos and to get me to go down there."

Beatrice chuckled. "I thought you said you warned Hank and Joe to be discreet?"

"I did. They reassured me they don't know who I am and that if I go down we would be the only ones there. Hank as a key," Priscilla answered. She realized she was warming up to the idea.

"Be careful, they fooled you with the cops already. They might be planning on letting their friends run a train on you. They'll fuck you silly while you're in virtual reality land," Ruby Red said, warning Priscilla not to be too naive.

"Too bad you don't have the key," Beatrice declared. "I am curious. What is a virtual reality machine really all about? I wonder if it is a big orgasm machine. Maybe you ride Sybian with the VR headset attached."

"Sounds like your kind of fun, Bee," Ruby Red suggested. She turned to Priscilla. "A couple of words of caution. Pay attention. If you go with them, make sure they don't put the blindfold on right away. Don't let them tRyan you. Make sure you can trust one of them to have your back and establish a safe word."

"I didn't agree to go anywhere yet," Priscilla said, defending herself. "You guys know Hank and Joe won't go too far."

Ruby Red realized Priscilla was probably right about the bouncers, but she wanted to make sure she was prepared for anything. "You have to remember that guys behave differently in a group. Just make sure you let one of them know they have to promise to have your back. That way they'll at least think twice before letting other guys take over."

"Don't be paranoid, silly," Priscilla laughed. "It has taken Hank six months to get me this far. I haven't even fucked them."

"Well, they did just throw those two big officers into the mix," Beatrice added. "Ruby Red is right. You have to create a safeword before any big thrills pop up."

They all three had a good laugh as Beatrice pretended to be jabbed by a big boner when she said, "Pop up." Beatrice and Ruby Red continued to tease and question Prisicilla about the pornos she had been given to watch.

In the midst of the spicy conversation, Beatrice got up to answer a knock on the door. She returned with Demura.

"Demura is here to see you," Beatrice said, pointing to Ruby Red. "I was just telling him that Priscilla and I need to stop by the video store before it closes."

Ruby Red greeted Demura, who sat down as Priscilla and Beatrice left. They noticed how Ruby Red's eyes lit up brightly.

Outside, Beatrice grabbed Priscilla by the arm. "Did you see the way,..."

Priscilla couldn't help jumping in. "... Her eyes were like plates. I haven't seen her get that excited by a guy in a while."

"She's been single for too long. It's not like guys aren't hitting on her all the time," Beatrice sighed, sharing in the collective frustration over Ruby Red being overly picky.

Recalling Ruby Red's past history of relationships, Priscilla reflected, "When she does hook up, don't forget she unleashes a man's wild side."

They both laughed and made their way to the adult video store.

#

After half an hour of very flirtatious conversation, Demura commented on how Ruby Red's friends must have gotten her pretty riled up. He noticed the distinct outline of a pair of hard nipples pressing against the cotton of her T-Shirt. Ruby Red remembered she had taken her bra off after they closed the Duck Pond Tavern for the night.

"We were having a raucous conversation about all sorts of things that Priscilla got up to the night of the fight." Ruby Red blushed slightly as she stared back into Demura's powerful and seductive gaze. "I could also lie and say it's cold in here, but it's you. I'm a sucker for a peacemaker who picks me up from the floor when I have been knocked down."

"You are exquisite," Demura whispered softly as he got closer to Ruby Red. They had been inching toward each other since he arrived. "Don't get up. I am ready for that raincheck you promised."

"Taste me," Ruby Red purred sultrily.

Their lips locked, and they started making out. Demura lifted Ruby Red off her feet. She wrapped her cowboy-booted legs around his hips as he carried her down the stairs, placing her on one of the pool tables.

Using his teeth, Demura unbuttoned her jeans. Sliding her boots off, Ruby Red's jeans soon followed, falling to the floor. Demura took off his coat and shirt while Ruby Red pulled on his belt buckle.

Ruby Red smiled up at Demura's handsome face after pulling his zipper down. A very erect cock sprang forward, constrained in his silk underwear. After a passionate kiss, Demura leaned back as she bent her head down and blew hot air through his underwear.

She tingled with desire as his cock stiffened, pushing harder against his underwear. She blew more air. He was thick and long.

Demura held Ruby Red by the shoulders as he moved her body to the center of the pool table. He pressed himself against her and began to grind.

They shared a deep kiss as they took turns removing each other's underwear.

Demura spread her legs apart and started to blow air on Ruby Red's glistening pussy. He used his fingers to gently spread her pussy open as he continued to blow.

His touch sparked electricity. Ruby gripped Demura's face, pulling him toward her. They kissed as he positioned his engorged cock at her entrance. She dug her long nails into his back, as Demura thrust forward, pushing the head of his cock into her pussy.

He pulled her hands off his back as he thrust his snake deeper. Pinning her arms down, he began working her magnificent breasts with his tongue.

Ruby Red moaned. Her nipples had always been sensitive. Demura's seductive allure made them seem even more so. He was driving her wild.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, shit. You feel so fucking good. Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Oh, fuck. I am fucking gonna cum. I am gonna cum. Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Ruby Red stammered, biting her lip and swearing. "I am cummmmming. Fuck, your cock is so big."

Demura quickened the pace of his powerful thrusts. He was trying not to lose control. Ruby Red was the most erotic woman he had ever been with. Everything about her had him captivated. Her voice, her figure, and every little detail about her had him spellbound.

Demura was kissing her nose ring when he felt himself go over the edge. He pulled his cock out as his balls unleashed a splattering of cum all over Ruby Red's pussy and stomach.

Ruby Red rubbed Demura's cum into her clit.

"Use this," Dermura said. He grabbed a bag from his big coat.

Ruby Red looked puzzled as she pulled a nunchaku from the bag.

"It is not what you think," Demura explained as he activated one of the three pieces of the nunchaku. He placed the vibrating rod on her clit.

"Oh, wow. That is strong," Ruby Red said. She was already starting to moan. Demura placed her hand on the rod. She marveled as Dermura detached another section. He put one end in her mouth, and she started to suck.

A long string of saliva clung to the rod as he pulled it out of her mouth. Ruby Red howled as he moved the wet stick to her shaven haven. Their lips locked as he pushed the mysterious dildo into her pussy. She felt pleasurably filled and extremely turned on. The other section of this special nunchaku was still vibrating briskly on her clit.

Demura guided the pulsating section to her nub while thrusting the other section into her pussy.

Ruby Red couldn't help herself. She stared wide-eyed at the third section that lay on the pool table. Moaning with lust, she took over and held the vibrating rod. Demura followed her line of sight and brought the third section to her lips.

Panting Ruby Red took control of the rod in her mouth. Demura continued to pound her pussy with a rod in one hand as he brought his free hand to his mouth. Ruby Red bit her lip and nodded as Demura moved his, now damp, free hand to her ass.

After working a finger into her asshole, Dermura slowed down on her pussy. He worked a second finger into her bowels. She handed him the now very wet third section.

"Ah, fuck," Ruby Red howled as Demura pushed the rod into her ass. She erupted in a wave of orgasms as Demura double penetrated her two holes. His sense of rhythm was like a magic spell on her body. Each orgasm that burst forward was more intense.

Demura had one stick pulsating on her clit while another section was vibrating in her ass. At the same time, he was using the third nunchaku piece in her pussy as a dildo. She came so many times her pussy was throbbing. Feeling overwhelmed with lust, Demura started stroking himself as she chased after his cock with her full lips.

Ruby Red rubbed the dark purple lipstick from her lips onto the head of Demura's cock as he groaned. His cock erupted, sending bolts of cum into her mouth. She let his cum ooze out of her mouth and run through her fingers and down her arm. She squeezed him, forcing more cum to ooze out.

Out of the corner of her eye, Ruby Red noticed a sleek camera next to Demura's coat.

"Take a few photos," she urged.

Demura was unable to resist her suggestion. He was delighted to grab the camera. She looked so stunning, desire in her eyes with his cum on her hands and arms.

Ruby Red posed for the camera. Demura took shots from a variety of angles and after a while handed her the erotic nunchaku. She played with the rods, inserting one into her mouth, one into her pussy, and pressing a third one onto her clit as it vibrated.

Demura felt himself getting hard again as he captured the hot vixen writhing with a powerful orgasm.

As the darkness began to fade, he put his camera away and promised to meet her outside the Duck Pond Tavern after her shift on Tuesday.

#

Tuesday night.

Ruby Red cursed into the wind. It was blowing cold, and Ruby Red felt like it was time to call an Uber. She had already waited 15 minutes. She was starting to scold herself for being too wild on Sunday Night.

Pulling out her phone to scroll through the apps, she looked up upon hearing a motorcycle roaring through the night. It sounded like several motorcycles. Suddenly, she turned around just in time for Demura to come sliding towards her as he hit the brakes on his bike.

Looking at the big skid mark behind them, Ruby Red clung to Demura as they sped off through the fog. She could feel his heart beating fast as they climbed several city hills before jetting down some back alley streets.

She looked back and saw three motorcycles racing past in the other direction. Loud sirens blared, and several patrol cars chased the bikes.

Up and down a few more hills, Demura gunned the bike wildly. Just as it started to rain, they darted across an alley and down a driveway. The driveway went down a sharp slope and through an open doorway.

Demura parked the bike and pressed a button on the wall. A door slid, covering the opening. He took his helmet off and kissed a stunned Ruby Red. "What was that all about?"

"The kiss?" Demura joked. She flashed him a cute frown. "I'll explain, but first let's go upstairs and get out of this basement.

They were in a small, empty warehouse in the middle of an industrial lot. Ruby Red followed Demura up to the fourth floor. He opened a door that led to a bare office kitchenette. All the rooms she could see were empty apart from an open space with a couch and a long table next to the kitchenette.

Demura grabbed a couple of bottles of water out of the small fridge in the kitchenette. "Let's check out the roof."

Too tired to complain, Ruby Red took the water and followed Demura onto a balcony and up a metal ladder.

"Wow, what great view," Red Ruby exclaimed as she admired the sights. She was awestruck as she took in the lush garden around her. What an odd place.

There was a gazebo with comfortable seats, which provided shelter from the rain. Demura told Ruby Red what he could, which wasn't a lot. "So, you don't live here. No one lives here, and you don't know who owns it?"

"That's right," Demura replied shortly, adding to the mystery.

"Just tell me, are you one of the good guys or one of the bad guys?" Ruby Red asked, trying to stare the truth out of him.

Getting closer to the hot ass that warmed him during the wild motorcycle ride, Demura whispered, "Good? Bad? How important is that to you?" He put his finger over her lips. "I did break up the fight at the Duck Pond Tavern; that should be a sign."

Ruby Red realized that for now he didn't need to say anymore. She took his finger into her mouth and began to suck. "I was worried I'd been too forward the other night. I thought maybe I scared you off."

"You know you are as sexy as the devil when your mouth is occupied?" Demura looked into her eyes. "Don't apologize. Sorry I kept you waiting."

They tumbled onto the thick carpet floor of the gazebo. Demura pulled on several bamboo screens enclosing the gazebo from the cold. He turned a knob. Ruby Red smiled as she watched the coils of a space heater glow. She stripped off his shirt as he took her in his arms.

Ruby Red was on her back as Demura started to see-saw his body into hers. She gripped his strong arms as he powered his cock smoothly into her pussy. His snake was long and thick. Ruby Red felt deliciously stretched right away. He started grinding on her. Demura was slower and more deliberate in his motion than he had been on their first night.

As she felt the sting of his cock give way to pleasure, Ruby Red began to move her hips in time with his pace. He felt good.

Demura's tongue glided over her tanned skin. He blew on her nipples and then took them in his mouth as he began to pound into her.

She felt his cock reaching deeper and deeper. Her moans turned into curses as she felt the first orgasm rip through her body. Demura didn't let up. He kept pistoning in and out. She stuck her tongue in his ear when she started cumming again. "Fuck, you're fucking me so good. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Fuck, I'm cummmmming again."

Demura groaned and pushed himself all the way inside her. She felt his cock throbbing, "Fuck, I'm cumming."

#

Every few nights, Demura picked Ruby Red up from outside the Duck Pond Tavern or a few blocks from her house. She invited him over, but he gently declined without explanation.

Demura took her to several places around the city. Some were small warehouses, and some were apartments. The insides were all sparse. There was always a small fridge with bottles of water. Most of the places had roof access.

"Are you the only one caring for all these gardens?" Ruby Red found herself asking one night.

Demura smiled. She had been very patient. "I do my part when it is needed. Do you like to work soil?"

"I studied farming in college. I haven't seen anyone grow averrhoa carambola in this climate before," Ruby Red observed.

Impressed, Demura looked at her with curiosity. "Which plant?"

"That one right behind you," she said, pointing. "The bola. Um. Starfruit, that's the name."

"They require extra attention when they are small. This one, now that it is four feet, only needs bedding during the winter," Demura explained.

"So, you are a gardener. I knew it." Ruby Red chuckled sarcastically.

"No sabe estrella fruta - it is broken Spanish for 'I don't know Starfruit,'" Demura waxed coyly. He brushed her hair out of her eyes. "I am an enforcer. I live in two worlds. The world you know and the world you can't see."

"I can see you," Ruby Red declared. She was finally getting answers, and even though they seemed more like riddles, it felt like progress.

"You have been very patient. That is a wonderful trait of personality and intelligence." Demura whistled and pointed to a tattoo of a starfruit plant under his arm.

"Wow. That is super cool." Looking into his eyes, Ruby Red pressed forward. "You enforce laws?"

Trusting his instincts, Demura answered, "When people break the rules, I do."

"Oh, I see," Ruby Red replied. She wondered, 'Sounds like the mafia, a gang, maybe cartel affiliated.' She cleared her throat. "Is that why you don't come over to my place?"

Demura looked at her carefully. He had already said too much. He could see the worry etching her brow. "It is not like what you are thinking."

"Well, Beatrice is the detective, not me. I don't really know what to think. You haven't told me much. What I have observed doesn't make any sense. I think that is one of the reasons you turn me on so much," Ruby Red confessed. She thought it was funny how she had no problem telling Demura her every thought.

"You can't help Garretealing yourself to me, can you?" Demura winked at her, raising the sexual tension.

"I could try if you weren't so damn charming and great in bed," Ruby Red answered in a flirtatious tone.

"I liked how you told the story about Priscilla playing the sex game with the four guys," Dermora remarked. He smiled, watching her blush.

"You can't tell her I told you," Ruby Red warned. "Please, I'll never hear the end of it."

Demure gave her a serious look. He pointed to his tattoo of the starfruit. Putting two fingers on the ink, he said, "I can keep a secret."

"Okay, Mr. Starfruit," she giggled.

"A secret that I will use to my advantage." Demura rubbed his chin. "I told you what really turns me on?"

"That's one area you have told me about." Ruby Red was getting aroused. She got turned on when he added an edge to their playful interactions. "So, you are planning to take advantage of me?"

The way she moved reminded him it was time to show her some pics they had been taking. "Check these out. You look amazing."

"Wow, you really know how to frame your shots." Ruby Red paused for a moment. "Oh, no, you're not some kind of pervert posting these all over the place, are you?"

"No. I am in them too. I am a pervert, but I don't like to share in that way." Demura examined her face closely.

Ruby Red caught on. "You like how I told the story about Priscilla? What do you mean by that way? Does this have something to do with why I haven't met any of your friends?"

Damn, she thought fast. Demura gave her a wicked look as he pulled her close. "Remember what you said about this picture?"

What felt like an electric jolt raced through her body. How could a man this mysterious and handsome also have such a high sex drive? She bit her lip and nodded.

"I love it when you do that." His eyes zeroed in on how her nose accented her cute face. "Tell me," he whispered seductively.

She was thrilled. He was taking control. Her past boyfriends had always been too passive despite coming on strong at first. Demura was different. He was becoming more aggressive.

"I told you it was too bad you couldn't get a picture of you fucking me with all three sections of the nunchaku sex toy."

They kissed passionately. Demura pointed out they would need another person to take the picture. "I'm very turned on by the idea of seeing your mouth occupied."

"Oh, um, I think I might be in trouble," Ruby Red moaned. "You imagined me as Priscilla when I told you that story."

His silence and his wicked grin confirmed her suspicions.

He put his hands on her thighs and started blowing on her nipples.

"Oh, fuck," she whispered as she halfheartedly tried to squirm away. "I encouraged Priscilla to do more. I told her she had to make sure someone had her back and she had to establish a safe word."

As if he could read her mind, Demura knew just what to say to fuel her fantasies while reassuring her concerns regarding safety. "You know I have your back. You can use starfruit as a safe word. If you can't speak, you can press or point to my tattoo."

Ruby Red softened, gazing at the tattoo under his arm. That was all too easy for him. She wondered what this all meant.

Continuing with the foreplay, Demura realized it was best to wait to push further.