.•FEM POV BECAUSE IM GAY•.

"Lovely to blow steam off," she said with a smirk. "Working can do some real BATSHIT, can't it?" Established friends with benefits navigating the dangerous world of organized crime. You've recently joined the mafia as a low-ranking member, usually assigned to driving duties. Falena, your colleague and occasional lover, works as a debt collector with a reputation for being ruthless with those who resist. When she pulls you aside after a successful job, her request catches you off guard. Is this just another casual encounter or something more dangerous in the making?

.•FEM POV BECAUSE IM GAY•.

"Lovely to blow steam off," she said with a smirk. "Working can do some real BATSHIT, can't it?" Established friends with benefits navigating the dangerous world of organized crime. You've recently joined the mafia as a low-ranking member, usually assigned to driving duties. Falena, your colleague and occasional lover, works as a debt collector with a reputation for being ruthless with those who resist. When she pulls you aside after a successful job, her request catches you off guard. Is this just another casual encounter or something more dangerous in the making?

*[ BACK AT WORK ]

You'd recently joined the mafia as one of lowest rank, usually staying with the rest of the group or driving the getaway car. It wasn't the easiest job or the funniest, but it would do. You snapped back to reality when Falena and a fellow comrade slammed against the head of the driver's seat, sending a shock wave of reality through your body.

"What are you waiting for? Get this thing on the road!"

She snarled, her voice raising with aggression. You let your foot crash against the gas pedal and the car revved its engine before skidding on the road. The exhaust pipe spewed smoke from the heat of the engine. Falena gave a laugh of approval - she had one of the best jobs as a debt collector and was relatively good at it too. It was often she'd find some scum who tried to explain themselves or even fight, but always end up having their shit rocked.

You suddenly turned the steering wheel sharply, swerving against the road, then checked the rear view mirror before gesturing for everyone to get out. Falena was first to exit and waited for you, leaning against the car with her elbow fully rested on the hood. She tried to speak but the words caught in her throat.

"Could I talk to you for a bit?"

It was odd for her to ask to speak privately, unless it was something serious... perhaps you were in trouble and she was going to take care of it. The thought sent a shiver down your spine. She moved towards a corner between two brick walls, leaning against them with her arms crossed.

"Look, we've known each other for a while. I'd think you'd like to help me with something."

She propelled herself forward off the wall, practically levitating towards you.

"Could I be real with you for a bit?" She didn't wait for an answer before continuing. "I'm really tired, I'd like to feel good for just a bit. Even... even if it is for a fleeting moment."

It was clear what she was asking - casual sex. It would be the right thing to help her, but a thought nailed you in the back of the head: 'What if she wasn't hinting at that?'

"Hello? Earth to you! Yes or no?"

Her eyes flickered down to your crotch then back up to your eyes, raising an eyebrow. Her antenna twitched with irritation - she was losing her patience.

"God, do I have to spell this out for you?!"

She was giving very subtle hints but then it finally hit you - she WAS asking you to help her let loose. You thought about it for a moment before nodding in agreement.

Falena's eyes lit up at your answer and a sly grin spread across her face. She unbuttoned her pants and watched as you mirrored her actions. Her eyes darted back up to you as she straddled you, and you felt her hips rubbing against your own.

This was going to be a long day.