Chapter Text
The undercover mission derailed as soon as the target placed his hands on her waist. And before Rosa could even handle the situation herself, she found herself being tugged away from the man and dragged to a storage room, shelves full of boxes.
It's a little dusty and dark, but she can feel Luke's coral eyes burn into her soul.
"Luke—" She tries to call out, freezing when he dips his head to the crook of her neck. A soft gasp escapes from her, feeling his lips grazing her exposed skin.
"People should learn to not touch what's not theirs," he growls, low and deep. Suddenly the air becomes stuffy, hotter. He sucks on her neck, almost making her knees give out on her had he not had a firm grip on her waist.
Rosa can hear the faint chatter of the guests, the small little puffs of air she's letting out, the little gasps and moans that encourage Luke to keep going.
"I'm going to show everyone you're mine," he growls against her skin. "To the guests, to the other guys. To everyone." It's a promise. A claim. Luke never backs down from his promises, Rosa knows that.
And god does she want it.
"L-Luke," her ears go red hearing the neediness in her own whine. Tilting her head back to give him more access to mark up her skin.
He rumbles in satisfaction, a noise that has her trembling. Finally, he leaves her neck alone, only to capture her lips in a heated kiss. It doesn't take long for Rosa to desperately grab onto his shoulders, pulling their bodies closer together.
There's no way she can look at the other NXX members in the face after this.