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it was another one of those days. the back and forth, friends to enemies, the push and pull that was like a drug to them. a cycle that, for some reason, they just couldn’t break.
not that either of them really minded.
but today was much different. the tension was so disgustingly thick. they had just been in court for 2 hours, suing each other over some stupid cats that neither of them cared about. and of course, katie extended their sentence by taunting cucurucho.
they sat on benches, opposite of each other in the cold, stone cell. it smelled like chemicals and dirt. they didn’t make eye contact, only looked at the floor and occasionally snuck glances at each other.
ewron rested his chin in his hand, tail swaying on the ground softly. he stared at her, an unreadable expression as he thought to himself. probably a scheme, how to get back at her or ruin her life next.
it was quiet now, the federation members having left, leaving them to think about their actions in the chilly silence. perhaps the time alone would allow them to reconcile.
somehow.
ewron broke the silence by clearing his throat before speaking. “katie…” he spoke softly, polish accent thick. “look at us. stuck in here because of a silly little prank. you didn’t have to take it this far, you know?” he said, looking at her with innocent, pupil blown eyes.
she scoffed, crossing her arms and facing away from him. “don’t even start, ewron.” she spat.
he gave a meek smile as he continued. “but it’s okay, katie. i forgive you. i’ll always forgive you, bestie. because i love you.” he said, voice low and soft with a hint of something sinister.
she clenched her fists softly as she kept her arms crossed over her chest. “you forgive me?” she said with a small laugh of disbelief. “you started this whole thing. we’re only in here because of you.” she said, facing him now as they bickered. “you are just ruining my life at this point. i honestly don’t even know if you’re my bestie anymore.” she said, her voice faltering towards the end.
ewron felt a pang in his chest. not so much because he felt guilty, but because he just couldn’t lose this dynamic they had. if she stopped pushing and he stopped pulling, he would be lost. he’d have no one to bother, no one to annoy. no one to go back and forth with until a messy forgiveness. only to shatter it the next day, and build it up again. an intoxicating repetition for the man.
his tail stopped moving and his ears slightly flattened against his head.
“katie no- no it’s- not like that…” he stuttered out as he stood up to walk towards where she sat on the other side of the cell. “it’s just, you know, this is how friends are!” he said with a fake nervous smile. “just jokes, yea? i care about you katie, you know that!” his voice had a slight quiver, like he was trying to remain composed but something was stopping him.
she looked up as he stopped in front of her, his figure looming over, although she felt no intimidation. quite the opposite. ewron fidgeted nervously. as much as he tried to hide it, katie could see that he was becoming a mess. breaking at the thought of losing her for good.
he shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he messed with the hem of his sweater. his nervous smile faltered for a moment before he forced it back into place. katie raised an eyebrow as she watched him.
“I mean… we fight all the time, right? This is nothing new,” he continued, trying to sound casual but his voice cracked halfway through. “You always come back. You always forgive me. Because deep down you know I’d be fucked without you. I’d be—” He swallowed hard, eyes darting away for a moment before locking back onto hers. “I’d be nothing.”
she didn’t say anything back. didn’t entertain his routine guilt tripping that she was now oh so familiar with.
he let out a small, pathetic noise of frustration as she just looked at him, no words. her silence only unraveled him more. he felt his knees get wobbly. usually, she’d snap back. insult him, call him a liar or something. but nothing? no no, that wouldn’t do. he couldn’t lose what they had.
she looked at him with disgust. like she’d finally had enough of his games and mind-fucking. no spark left to challenge him.
his voice lost its usual husk as he spoke again. “katie please,” he whispered. “you are the only person i can trust, you are everything to me.” he spoke with a cracking voice. “i can’t lose you, i don’t care what happens between us- if we fight all day it would be fine, as long as i still got to see you.” he looked down at his shoes, almost embarrassed to face her. even though he wanted to have the upper hand, wanted to be the one who had leverage over her, he couldn’t. not like this. not while she was practically threatening to leave.
ewrons ears perked up as she finally spoke.
“you always say this shit, and then do the same thing again and again.” she said coldly, looking at up him though furrowed brows.
his gaze moved from the ground to her eyes, soaking in her judgmental look. a negative connotation, but to him, any attention was good enough.
there was a thud, the sound of him falling to his knees at her feet. head bowed in a manipulative gesture meant to convey shame and guilt. her eyes widened just slightly as she saw the man who was usually so proud and egotistical fall to his knees in a prison cell.
she opened her mouth to speak, but before she could get a word out, he began to ramble. “i know, i know iknowiknowiknow,” he spoke fast and uncoordinated, his accent slipping through a bit more. “but katie i can’t help it, i need your attention. i don’t even care what kind it is!” his voice starting becoming whiney. “you can yell at me, hit me, be my bestie, we can bicker or get along i don’t even care. as long as it’s you.”
he was looking up at her, hands folded neatly in front of him like he was a sinner at confession. his eyes had a watery look of desperation. he was grasping at straws to keep the storm he loved so much in his life.
she was shocked at the mess of a man in front of her. so different to how she normally viewed him. he watched her lips move like his life depends on it as she spoke.
“you are so pathetic right now…” she said softly. she didn’t mean it in a good way, she truly meant it. he looked pathetic.
his forehead fell onto her knee, unable to face her. he cursed under his breath, fists clenching.
“kurwa katie, i know. but i don’t care. see how low i will stoop for you?” he said, a hand coming up to wrap around her muscular calf. “i’m here on a dirty jail floor, begging you to stay in my life. i know it’s pathetic. i don’t give a shit anymore.” he spoke breathlessly. he was being so vulnerable, spilling his emotions to her when he had always silently vowed to seem better than her in every way possible, even if the truth was that she unknowingly had him wrapped around her finger.
her eyes drifted along his body as he poured his heart out to her. she saw his hair falling over her knee. she felt his grasp on her leg. she saw his other fist clenched at his side. she almost jumped when she saw an obvious bulge in his pants. her mouth gaped slightly, confused and shocked. surely it was just an unfortunate coincidence. the human body does that sometimes, right?
she stopped his incessant rambling by placing a soft hand to the top of his head. he paused, forehead staying where it was on her knee.
“you have.. something going on.” she said flatly. not wanting to embarrass him but certainly unable to just ignore it.
ewrons ears twitched as he felt his face heat up. he didn’t mean to get hard, but he couldn’t help it. being so close to her, in such a suggestive and vulnerable position. he was at her mercy, wether she knew it or not. he was a puddle at her feet.
“yea,” he said anxiously. “i’m sorry. i know you’re mad at me but something about what’s going on right now it’s just…” he moved his head so his chin rested on her knee. he looked at her with glassy eyes.
when she realized it was in fact not just nature being nature, she felt a dark thrill run through her veins. mighty, strong-willed ewron, at her feet with a hard on because he was cornered. stuck between losing her forever and being scolded. she wouldn’t admit it, but she did enjoy the desperation in his eyes and the lowly spot he was currently in.
he wrapped his arms around her calf, holding her tightly like she might fly away now. he winced as he felt his length just slightly brush against her shoe. “i’m gonna lose my mind. i don’t care how you see me after this. just let me rub against you a little.”
she had to hold back a chuckle at his request. he could see the judgement in her eyes through her shaded glasses, but that only excited him more.
she didn’t reply, only moved her leg a bit to press her shoe into the bulge in his pants. he leaned forward, mouth agape as he looked down in between his legs. he looked up at her for only a moment before returning his gaze to where he and her boot met.
he took that as a yes. it was all he needed for permission. he let out a pant as he began to roll his hips gently, pressing himself into what he was so generously allowed. he whimpered almost silently, eyes wide. “thank you, thank you-“ he said breathlessly.
katie watched him with amusement. it was a sight to see. ewron, the ever confident business owner and backstabber, reduced to a pathetic mess, rutting at her shoe in a filthy jail cell.
“You’re seriously humping my boot right now?” she asked, voice low and almost taunting.
ewron nodded frantically, cheeks burning. “I need it… I need you. i’ll take anything you give me. as long as you aren’t ignoring me.” he kept grinding, slow but harder, letting out soft whimpers every time his cock dragged against the firm leather. “i’m so fucking hard it hurts. please don’t stop me.”
he looked up at her again, eyes wet with desperation, still trying one last weak manipulation even while humping her leg like an animal in heat.
“look at you. reduced to this. humping my dirty boot in a fucking jail cell like a horny dog. you’re disgusting.”
he chuckled at her, the way she spoke to him only egging him on. “you like this, don’t you?” he panted, voice cracking. “seeing me break down for you… seeing how weak you make me. only you can do this to me, katie. No one else. so please… let me keep going. let me cum like this if you want. i’ll ruin my pants for you. i’ll do anything.”
she pressed her boot into him harder, giving him more friction. she didn’t like giving him what he wanted, but she was enjoying the show too much. she tilted her head with a smile as she observed his jerky movements.
“keep going. maybe if you make a big enough mess on my boot I’ll consider forgiving you.”
she noticed the damp stain of precum leaking through his pants. he let out a raw moan at her words. the thought of earning her forgiveness by cumming on her boot was so desirable to him. a normal person wouldn’t even consider it, but ewron wasn’t a normal person.
ewrons whole body trembled. his hips moved faster, frantically, grinding and rutting against her leather boot with shameless desperation. soft, broken whimpers and moans spilled from his mouth as he chased his orgasm, completely lost in the humiliation. he pressed his sweat lined forehead on her knee, wincing at the sheer pleasure he felt.
“yes, yes,” he babbled, voice hoarse and desperate. “i’m yours. don’t leave me, i’ll do this every day if it means you’ll stay around.” he pleaded. she didn’t reply. ewrons whole body started shaking. his breathing turned into short, desperate gasps as he rutted harder and faster against her leather boot. the wet patch on his pants was now very obvious, precum soaking through the fabric as he got closer to the edge.
“im gonna- i’m gonna cum,” he whined, voice high and broken. “katie, please, can i? please let me cum on your boot. I’ll do anything. i’ll be so good. just let me—”
“go on then,” katie ordered, voice sharp and commanding. “make a mess all over my boot like the desperate little bitch you are. Show me how badly you want to be forgiven.”
she watched, entertained as she saw his body tensing up. he let out a raw, choked cry as his hips moved violently. he pressed against her shoe as he came in pulses, cursing to himself in polish. he clung to her thighs, needing to anchor himself, his body trembling. his cum soaked through his pants, smearing on the front of her boot.
even after the orgasm passed, he weekly thrusted forward with small, whiney grunts as the last drops leaked out.
Katie looked down at the mess he’d made. the dark, wet stain on his pants and the glossy smear on her boot, with a satisfied, slightly disgusted smirk.
“look at that,” she murmured, pressing her boot against him one last time, making him twitch. “you actually came in your pants just from humping my shoe. all so i might consider forgiving you. how fucking embarrassing.”
he stayed slumped against her leg, breathing hard, flushed and humiliated, but now pressing soft, grateful kisses to her thigh.
“thank you…” he whispered hoarsely. “thank you for letting me…”
maybe she’d forgive him. maybe she wouldn’t. either way, she now had something very important she could hold over his head. she’d never let him live it down.