Game RP Abused Desires (Knight of None)

Tox sucked his teeth at her response, the punk shifting and turning on his heels. "Alright Pidge, if that's what your line is." He said seeming to drop it as swiftly as he raised the idea. Ofcourse clearly he thought something of her, but it wasn't simply that she was easy. Unless....he testing if she could hang at his level...
 
"Wa-Wait!" She called as he turned "I... I'll do it, if you... if you really want me too..." She continued, sliding down her pants and then starting to put the dress back on as he desired, finding the shoes that went with it, that she'd not worn due to her talons "I... how far is it be to get to your place?"
 
She nodded to him, gathering the rest of her things up into her bag and then glancing at his hand that still held her panties, wondering exactly what he planned to do with his gift, and for that matter, what he was going to do with her. Was this to be a single night thing, or maybe something more?
 
As she wondered, his hand poped her gift into his jacket pocket as someone was coming down the hall, Ziggs pausing by the door as he saw the contestants together..the smell of sex wafting out the room. Tox smirked at him, giving a two finger salute. "Yo, Mr. First place." Tox said as Ziggs kept walking, , giving a scoff.

Tox narrowed his eyes. "The fuck is his problem..."
 
He glanced at her posture. "Your walking like that the whole way? Come onnnn!" He said patting her shoulders. "If you're on camera with me, the papers will say you look like you swallowed a bug! You gotta walk like the world's already got your nudes on file, own it!"
 
He'd feel her trembling slightly under his hand as he held onto her shoulders to guide her through the building and out to where ever his destination was. The entire way, she did her best to walk normally, but even the slightest breeze made her grab her dress and hold it down, against his desires.
 
He snorted at her soft panicking. "Can't relax if you keep getting scared, Pidge. You're not gonna get any cooler if you can't commit." He said as he led her down the street, the section of town they were in was upscale enough, perhaps taking her away to a hotel rather than a complex. The winds blowing pulled at her dress skirts, as Tox moved his hand down her body, holding her hip. People taking notice of them quickly...well Tox first off.
 
She bit her lip and let go of her skirt, shifting her hip into his hand as he lay it down there "I... fine... I'll try." She replied, taking her hands away from his and letting the wind do as it would as she walked, trying to pretend that she couldn't feel it wanting to snap up and flash anyone at a moments notice.
 
She squirmed as he squeezed her butt, turning her head to glance up at him even as she felt the cool breeze sneaking under her dress, tickling up and down her legs and fluttering it up, exposing the artwork on her calves, even as she tried to ignore the feeling and keep walking, rather than fighting to hold the fabric down.
 
He looked down at her as the winds tugged at her dress on the way up into the hotel, lifting her skirt higher, but his hand held the back in plac...perhaps a thin favor, or perhaps he just prefered his hand on her ass. The hotel staff whisked up into a rapid response as the Rockstar came in with his newest playmate. Door staff moving to catch the paparazzi and the security closing up the back just in case. The Elevator to Tox's suite was empty and it didn't even stop, hell he even has a personalized wait staff on the floor he was on. A spot like this was big leagues, a world champion contender only could probably relax in a hotel resort like this. Or one of the top charting rockers.
 
She was chewing the inside of her cheek as they walked, her skirt flapping but being held down just enough by his hand on her ass, until they eventually ended up inside, away from the wind and into the clutches of the mad whirl of staff and security that he lived in, the single carriage elevator whisking them up until its doors opened to reveal the size of his suite, her mouth dropping in shock at it "Wh... what the... this must be the... the entire floor?!"
 
"This is my suite. " Tox said as he spanked her on the ass, abd stepped out the elevator. It was about the size if a a floor if her apartment building. And probably cost what sge would pay in rent for months. "We got a pool outside, and a hot tub." He said as he strolled in. "The bands still out at the after party for the contest, so they ain't around."
 
She jumped as he spanked her again, the strike pushing her out alongside him as she continued to gawp at the sheer size of it "A... hot tub and a pool?!" She asked, even as she processed just how large the suite was "I think... my apartment would probably fit into a pool in here..." She mumbled weakly "And most of my space is sewing and stuff to make my outfits..."
 
"Bro, that's real shit." Tox said nodding at her. "You make your own outfits? I remember when I had to make my own stage rigs." He said as he walked further on. On the wall were...records, Platuim, Gold. One was dotted in diamonds. The suite was tossed with loose clothes here and there....bottles of booze laying around. "Pardon the mess, the maid was...heh...tied up earlier."
 
"Y-Yeah, I... do it all myself. This dress took me months, I..." She trailed off as she saw the wall, laden with records, all with his bands name on them "Wai... I thought this was a hotel, do... you guys actually live here?" She asked, even as she mentally glossed over the maid comment in the hope he'd continue to talk. After all, it wasn't every day you got to talk to one of your idols like this, and this might even be her chance to find a new life, if he liked her work on the clothes enough...
 
"O-Oh, right." She mumbled, flushing a little red in embarrassment, even as she moved closer, specifically to the first gold one, reading the album name and reaching out to brush her fingertips against it "I... remember when they awarded this to you. I couldn't get tickets to the ceremony, I think I cried for like an hour when they sold out..." She reminisced softly, even as he'd get a chance to look at the dress again, at the surprising quality of the work. It had been worn through at least one battle, and it still looked almost brand new.
 
"Eh, it was a good show I guess, I was still trying to figure out what I wanted to do to shake it up....so that's the time I started telling people to hurry the fuck up and get off the stage in the middle of those long ass speeches. Sometimes you just gotta say Thanks to your fans and sit the fuck down." He said nodding at the memory abd then looking at her dress, well...actually her dress not just her in it. He grabbed the key of her skirt. "Huh, this shit really held up to contest battles."
 
She nodded to his words "I remember... I watched it on TV, but it wasn't the same as being there with all the beeps they put over your speech when you swore." She laughed softly, before turning her head as he grabbed her skirt and lifted it up to inspect it "Uh... yeah? I mean... it's not that old, I've used it for maybe 8 contests at this point... the material is pricy, but making it myself was so much cheaper than paying someone like Escar and Watts to make it..." She started to smile, talking about the dress "I kept the design plain, mostly because I'm not the most creative with that kind of thing, but also because I thought it would help draw the eye to me as a person, rather than just 'ooh, look at the sparkly dress'"
 
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