Thread: Ravaged By The Robber (HoldTheDoor x ViperFang)

What had started as a normal night for Jordan had quickly descended into territory he wasn't quite familiar with. Jordan was a young man, in his mid twenties, and had fallen into the wrong kind of lifestyle. He was the son of Asian parents who had settled in the country whilst he was still young. Most people liked to think racism was a thing of the past and that the country was good at accepting new people into its communities. Jordan knew how wrong that was, every decent job he had ever applied for had turned him down, apparently he didn't look like someone they could imagine in their businesses. When times got hard he had fallen in with a group of men that had become his best friends. By day they hung around the neighbourhood, listening to music and doing as they pleased. At night they donned their ski masks and went to the better end of town, dispossessing rich people of the cash they didn't need. His need was greater than theirs was how Jordan justified it. Usually the job was a quick one, quite the accomplished lock picker Jordan made short work of the lock and watched the door whilst the others crept around and stole what they could. Tonight had gone wrong, the flashing lights that followed him as he ran away from the botched job could attest to that. As he sprinted away from the lights and sirens he looked up and almost tripped as he took in the sight. There She was, stood in all her glory. He couldn't see much from the angle he was at, but he could see enough. Her blonde hair fell down in waves over her shoulders and down on to her ample breasts. The body hugging dress she wore did wonders for her figure, the half of her figure he could see that was. She seemed to be in her bedroom, and the sirens were getting closer. He needed a place to lay low and that was as good a place as any. Moving round to the back of the house Jordan crept at the back door. Removing his lock pick he made quick and silent work of the lock as he opened the door slightly and snuck inside before shutting the door quietly behind him. The sirens got closer and he held his breath before exhaling as they continued further up the road. He started to move silently, his footsteps careful and measured in case a noisy floorboard gave him away. It took him a short time but he made it up the stairs without giving away his presence. As he rounded the corner he got another glimpse of the woman he had seen, only now she had removed her dress. She stood there brushing her hair as his jaw hit the floor. The sheer red lace that covered her most private areas was completely transparent and it left little to the imagination. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock as his body reacted to what it saw. Creeping forward slowly he managed to enter her room, her back turned to him as he got within reaching distance of her. Lifting out of his crouch he realised just how much taller than her he was. Standing at 6'2 Jordan was seemingly too tall for a burglar, yet he had a grace and poise that was out of sync with the size of his body. His broad shoulders and muscular pecs and abs completed a look that seemed out of place in his profession. Strong arms shot forward and wrapped around the incredible blonde woman, pulling her against his chest with one arm as the other wrapped over her mouth. Don't fight, don't struggle. I'm not here to hurt you. I just need somewhere to lay low. Jordan said as he felt her struggle against him. He reached into his back pocket with one hand as he kept her against him with the hand in her mouth. Pulling a wad of cash out of his back pocket he shoved some of the notes down the front of her red panties. See I can make sure you're well paid for keeping me out of trouble. Jordan breathed into her ear. He realised pushing the money slightly into her panties wasn't the best impression to make, but he needed her to understand and see that he would pay for her silence. I'm going to let go of your mouth, if you make too much noise I'll have to shut you up again. Don't make this harder than it needs to be. Jordan instructed in his deep voice. As he finished talking he let go of her mouth but still held her tight against his chest.