The Sniper and the Kidnapper

“Good evening sir!”
The kidnapper clasped the briefcase tighter while nodding a return greeting to the hotel desk clerk. He walked casually toward the elevator, pressed the up button, marched silently into the next available elevator, and closed the door briskly before the next person could get in.
“Hold the…” was heard before the doors completely shut as a man was running toward the kidnapper. The kidnapper smiled slyly as the stranger blurted, “You fucking jerk!” And the doors were closed.
The kidnapper was rather amused by the reaction of that man, and wore a cunning look of pleasure on his face all the way to his room. Upon opening the door, he discovered the sniper had beaten him to base.
“Dru, what are you smiling like that for… the operation didn’t go exactly as planned.” The sniper’s voice started out deep, but turned soft in the middle of the sentence due to the removal of a device from her teeth.
She began removing her disguise as the kidnapper quipped back, “We got the money didn’t we?”
“Yeah, but…” She said as she pulled off her short black wig, revealing long, shining blond hair that dropped below her shoulders.
“But nothing. We got the money…that is all that matters,” said the kidnapper, with a voice that also increased in pitch with the removal of a device from her teeth. She was never concerned with consequences, so long as she got what she intended on getting.
The kidnapper placed the briefcase neatly on the desk, removed the leather gloves meticulously, and set them beside the $250,000 reward. Staring into the mirror in front of her, a devilish grin appeared on her thin lips with the removal of the faux moustache and goatee that covered her sharp feminine features. Drucilla peered at Adriana, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly removing the body armour that masculinized her petite torso. She watched Adriana toss the armour onto the ground, her breasts bouncing slightly with the movement, the muscles in her abdomen tightening as her body bent with the removal of her baggy pants. Drucilla wiped the glue off her face with a nearby towel, keeping her eyes trained on her partner in crime, who was completely unaware of how sexy she looked in that moment. Whipping off her own coat and body armour, Drucilla’s eyes glowed with lust at the mere thought of feeling Adriana’s body quiver underneath her. Heists tended to arouse lust in Drucilla.
“Nice shot.” Drucilla’s eyes remained focused on Adriana.
“Thanks. I always hit the right spot.” Adriana leaned back onto the bed, resting on her elbows, and biting down on her bottom lip.
“Mmm, I love it when you talk like that.”
“Well get over here and show me that I’m not the only one who can hit the right spot.” Adriana tilted her head invitingly.
Drucilla tossed off her short brown wig, revealing a tangled curly mess of dark hair, bundled in a messy ponytail. She walked closer to Adriana, slowly, calculating how she was going to make her lover come this time. Drucilla knew that Adriana was expecting sex, they always celebrated kidnappings this way, but she wanted to tease and torture Adriana for being so confident, so demanding. She was aroused by the blonde temptress’ charms and wanted to succumb, but Drucilla’s need for control overpowered her desires.
“You’re going to suffer for that.” Their eyes were solidly locked on each other, the intensity flowing back and forth between them.
“For what?” Adriana mused, lifting one foot up onto the edge of the bed, separating her knees, and letting her lover know where she wanted it with her body language, not that it wasn’t obvious already. Adriana loved taunting Drucilla. They had been doing this for about a year now. Adriana was swept away by Drucilla’s erotic intensity and thrill-seeking adventures. She never intended a life of crime but she had nothing else. It was too late to go back now anyway. Besides the fact that Adriana was so good at what she did, she could never leave Drucilla.
Drucilla stood over her partner, drinking in every inch of Adriana’s half-naked body with her eyes. She lifted Adriana’s other leg up onto the bed and spread the blonde’s legs apart even further, gliding her hands softly up Adriana’s thighs, toward her centre. Adriana inhaled deeply in anticipation, watching Drucilla’s hands inch closer and closer. She exhaled suddenly in frustration as Drucilla’s hands moved along her underwear line and up to her hips, the wetness in between her legs lingering unquenched by her lover’s touch.
Drucilla leaned in to Adriana’s beautiful face, brushing their lips together but refusing to kiss the blond goddess that lay before her. Adriana reached for Drucilla’s hands, attempting to put them where she desired to be touched.
“Not yet,” Drucilla breathed into Adriana’s ear, grabbing her eager hands and placing them above her head, thus pinning her on the bed. Drucilla climbed up onto the bed, pressing her thigh against Adriana’s clit. The brunette felt her lover’s hips roll up and into her thigh, begging for more contact. Holding Adriana’s hands overhead with one arm, Drucilla used her free hand to lightly explore more of Adriana’s lean physique.
The heat became unbearable, running all through Adriana’s body, pooling in between her legs as she felt Drucilla’s fingertips slip along her neck, over her collarbone and breast, down the crease of muscle in her abdomen, and overtop the moist material that imprisoned her throbbing clitoris. Drucilla’s fingers danced faintly around her lover’s clit, teasing her with the slightest touch. Adriana moaned softly, her eyes closed and her body pulsating. She yearned to be stroked harder.
Releasing her grip on Adriana’s hands, Drucilla removed Adriana’s bra; revealing nicely rounded breasts peaked by her erect nipples. Drucilla leaned in closer to Adriana’s mouth, barely kissing her lips and pulled away. In response, Adriana ran her hands down Drucilla’s bare back and rested them on the brunette’s firm round ass, pressing Drucilla into her own body. Unable to deny her own sensitivity to the heat and passion, Drucilla kissed her partner deeper, longer. She knew how badly Adriana wanted it, and it was starting to make her just as wet as her lover was, teasing like this.
“How badly do you want it?” Drucilla stopped kissing Adriana’s lips, focussing more on her neck.
“I want you to fuck me.” Adriana released a breath of pleasure as Drucilla’s lips made their way down to her breast, sucking intently on her nipples, and then moving her tongue all around the hardened body part.
Drucilla continued kissing lower, moving quickly over her stomach. She slipped Adriana’s underwear off swiftly, tossing them aside, and inserted a finger inside Adriana, eager to feel her wetness. Adriana moaned loudly at being filled by her skilled lover. Fingers lubricated, Drucilla made her way to Adriana’s clit, firmly circling the throbbing pleasure centre. Adriana’s hips rocked into the movement of her fingers, hands gripping Drucilla’s back tightly, pulling her closer to release the sounds of sensuality into her mouth.
Tearing herself away from the kiss, Drucilla moved her finger back inside Adriana’s wet centre. She wanted to see the reaction on her lover’s face as she teased Adriana’s opening by barely dipping her finger in and out. Adriana squirmed underneath her toned body, her back arching for more. Drucilla removed her hand from within the blonde, and repositioned Adriana so that her legs were wrapped around Drucilla’s shoulders.
“Ohh Dru, you’re making me so wet…” sighed Adriana as she felt Drucilla’s lips kiss her inner thighs. “Stop teasing me…”
With Adriana too sexy to resist, Drucilla pressed her tongue onto her partner’s bare clit and began to move her tongue around slowly, lapping up her wetness. Flicking her tongue around faster, Drucilla watched as Adriana gripped the sheets and trembled as she drew closer and closer to climax. The blonde began to breathe louder and deeper as the feeling of Drucilla’s tongue on her clit became more and more intense.
“… Oh god…don’t stop…” Adriana’s hips rolled in closer to feel more of Drucilla’s tongue racing on her sex. Her panting increased as she felt her clit being sucked in by Drucilla’s warm mouth. She clasped her hands over her face as her whole body trembled in ecstasy.
“…Ohhhh… you’re going to make me come…” breathed Adriana in between pleasure spikes as she found herself nearing the cusp of orgasm. She felt her clit being freed into the cool air, while Drucilla’s tongue finished her off in fast strokes. Her entire body convulsed as she peaked, letting out a long sigh of release.
“How was that spot?” quipped Drucilla, moving to lie beside Adriana and watching her partner regain her breath.
Adriana chuckled then whipped a pillow into the brunette’s face. “Don’t get smart with me or I won’t make you come at all,” she replied as she moved to straddle Drucilla. She began to remove Drucilla’s pants when they were interrupted by a sudden knock at the door.
A muffled voice was heard beyond the door, “Room service.”
With a puzzled look on her face, Drucilla sat up with Adriana still on her lap. She looked into the blonde’s piercing blue eyes and said with implied haste, “Get dressed.”
Both women jumped up immediately, Adriana rummaged through her suitcase to grab jeans and a black tank top and disappeared into the bathroom, while Drucilla crept up to the door silently. Peering out the peephole, she noticed a bellhop standing outside the door with a tray. They had never slipped up before, therefore there was usually never any reason to worry, but this call was rather suspicious. Drucilla could read it in the intruder’s eyes. The rules were clear: three days, one reasonable ransom, no cops. Cooperate and nobody gets hurt. Evidently the rules had been broken.
Drucilla placed the voice chip back in her mouth, then hurried toward the door. She turned the knob slightly to leave the door ajar. A deep, penetrating voice emerged from the brunette, “Come in! I was just getting out of the shower.”
The bellhop entered the room slowly, one hand particularly near the serving utensils. “Room service,” he said once more upon discovering the seeming absence of the hotel guests. He picked up the knife carefully in one hand and motioned his other hand toward the lid of the food platter. Just as he lifted his head to see if the occupants of the room had made a silent appearance, the door slammed shut behind him. He veered around rapidly only to feel his throat being slit by the knife in his own hand. The bellhop fell to his knees, blood gurgling in his mouth, spilling down his neck, and shooting wildly onto the nearby walls and furniture.
Adriana emerged from the bathroom, “Couldn’t you have just bashed him over the head?”
“I like my method better, no surviving witnesses.”
Adriana rolled her eyes, “Except now you left a bloody mess all over the room. I’ve taken care of my part so hurry up and get your shit together, now we really have to go.”
“Good.” Drucilla threw on some clothes, packed up her disguise, and transferred the ransom money into a safe enclosure within her suitcase. They left the room with the few belongings they possessed and exited the hotel cool and collected, dropping a small bag in the waste disposal on the street. No one was the wiser.


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