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You and Ruby walked down the hallway of the abandoned asylum together.
Pistol in hand, Ruby held it out in front of her as she rounded every corner, ready to fire at all times. The ex-immortal woman wielded weapons like it was nothing. You mirrored her actions, but with a confidence far less than hers. At Ruby’s order, you at least did the bare minimum by remaining quiet as you scouted the area for Baal. The clacks of Ruby’s shoes echoed as you followed behind her.
“Dead end.” Ruby scoffed, then turned to face you. She regarded you with curiosity, but said nothing more.
“I’m fine.” You reassured her with a nod.
Ruby turned back around and walked into another hallway. As soon as she did so, the sound of heavy footsteps was heard from a distance. She stopped in her tracks and listened for its direction. When she figured it’s coming from the left, she turned to you and tilted her head the other direction.
“Come on, we’re not alone.”
Ruby grabbed your hand and hastily dragged you through the hallway as the footsteps gradually grew louder. Then, the sound of Ash’s infamous chainsaw radiated through the building. Suddenly, you were being pulled into an empty room. Ruby quickly pushed you up against the wall with the muzzle of her gun pressed against your chest. Your gun slipped out of your hands at the sudden gesture. She stood in front of you, standing still and quiet with the hopes that Ash would walk in another direction. The taller woman put her index finger over her lips and looked at you, then looked past the wall to make sure the coast was clear. Once she was sure Ash was far again, she shifted her attention to you, eyes widened once she realized what she was doing.
“Oh,” Ruby started, dumbfounded. “Uh, sorry.”
You laughed nervously, but appreciated her attempt at a human response.
“I don’t know if you’re trying to kill me or protect me.”
“The latter.” Ruby said, then quickly pulled the gun away from your chest.
“Interesting way of showing it.” You scoffed.
The two of you stared at each other before Ruby rolled her eyes and broke eye contact. Warmth settled low in her gut as she backed away from you and attempted to get her mind off of the familiar feeling. She needed to focus on the mission: find Baal and help Pablo cast that fucker back where he belongs. There was no time for fooling around. Though it definitely seemed like she wanted to change topics, you couldn’t help but tease her about it further.
“So do you do that to everyone you protect, or?”
“Yeah, exactly.” Ruby said sarcastically, then decided to gently close the ragged door to the room. She stayed there, deliberately far away from you.
“Do you also always have that look in your eyes while you do it too?” You pressed.
“Look?” Ruby scoffed, brow raised. “There is no look.”
“Yeah there is,” you nod. “It’s one where you look like you want to eat me alive or something.”
The older woman shook her head. She peeked out a crack in the door, hoping something would come out just so you could shut up and she could avoid the conversation altogether. She internally cursed humans and their irritatingly natural curiosity. You laughed at her visibly flustered state.
“Alright, enough,” Ruby didn’t dare to look at you this time. “Quiet down unless you wanna get sawed in half.”
“That’s fine. You’ll come ‘protect me’ again before that happens, anyway.”
Ruby huffed and made her way to you once more, then pushed the muzzle of her gun against your chest again. This time, it was on purpose and she shoved you against the wall even harder than before. One hand remained on the wall to corner you while the other held the gun against you. Your breath grew ragged at the gesture. Your chest heaved and the gun followed each movement. The taller woman watched with intrigue, then peered at you with the same look you mentioned earlier.
“Enough.” Ruby reiterated.
Before you could push her buttons again, Ruby roughly captured your lips in a desperate kiss. She hummed against you before pulling away with the same ferocity. Both of you were left breathless and dizzy, looking at each other with a mutual hunger.
“Is this what you want?” Ruby asked, then dug the weapon deeper in the valley between your breasts.
“Yeah.” You nodded, then Ruby crashed her lips into yours again.
This time, you moaned into her mouth and she greedily swallowed every noise. Her tongue slipped past your lips and you sucked the tip of it. Ruby whimpered in response. You’ve never heard such a pathetic noise from her until now. Eager to pull more out of her, your hands flew to hold the sides of her warm neck, pulling her closer to kiss her deeply. You gently pulled the hair at her nape, delighted once you heard another moan fall from her lips.
Ruby reluctantly pulled away to gain some ounce of control over this situation. She was the one with the gun, after all. She moved her hand from the wall to rest on your waist, then impatiently lifted your shirt up until the hem of it rested on your tits. She dragged the cold, heavy metal against your stomach as she leaned down to kiss the tops of your breasts. You shivered beneath the weapon and Ruby kissed her way down to soothe you.
The older woman didn’t waste time and knelt before you. She unzipped your jeans and pulled them down your legs, leaving them pooled at your ankles. Revealed under the garment were black cotton panties that Ruby wished she could rip off. She experimentally pressed the gun against your clothed mound, then looked up for your reaction. You moaned at the sensation and gently began rubbing yourself against it.
“Oh, Y/N,” Ruby moaned. “Does this turn you on?”
You fervently nodded above her and continued to rut against the muzzle. Ruby helped you out, gently rubbing the gun against you as she watched. Once she figured she had teased you enough, she used the tip of the firearm to move your panties to the side. Once the cool air brushed against you, you sighed in desperation.
Hungrily, Ruby looked at your bare cunt and immediately dug in, dipping her head beneath your thighs to lick a long stripe against you. You trembled at the sensation with a broken whimper, then slapped a hand over your mouth when she did it again and lingered at your clit in the process. She brought the muzzle toward your entrance and teased it, letting your arousal coat it as she ate you out. She flicked her tongue and softly sucked at your swollen bud, moaning against you when you began grinding against her mouth. Your free hand flew to her hair again, pulling it as she quickened her pace. Just when you thought this couldn’t get better, Ruby gently bobbed her head as she sucked your clit, then cautiously pushed the tip of the barrel past your entrance and cautiously fucked it into you.
“Fuck, Ruby,” You moaned, struggling to keep yourself quiet. “I’m close.”
“Then cum for me.” Ruby said, then continued her actions, tilting the gun’s barrel towards her to hit your g-spot.
As you approached your climax, you roughly pulled Ruby’s hair to keep her where she was. With a few more strokes of her tongue, you fell apart and came around her gun with a broken moan. Your legs quivered beneath you as Ruby let you ride out your orgasm on her mouth. Once you caught your breath, the older woman gently pulled out. Arousal coated the metal and Ruby licked a long stripe along the barrel to taste you again. Then, she stood up and brought the weapon to your lips. You locked eyes with her as you licked it clean, wanting to please her further.
“Dirty girl.” Ruby murmured.