boy, you're dangerous {Chaos}

[Maya]

MY ONLY FEAR IS THAT HE WON'T KILL ME
'cause if he don't, i grab my heat
I'M STOPPIN' HIS H E A R T B E A T - - - *

The smoke rose, shifting and twirling in the air after being forced out and away from where it originated from. Irritated dark brown eyes glowered at the sight of the gray vapor that twisted around him. The tall man took in another long drag from the cigarette before flicking it into the ground, and stomped onto it with unnecessary impact. With clenched teeth, his anger rose, causing the black cloaked figure to be worse than a nightmare. He was a living nightmare. Pushing off from the tree in which concealed him rather well, he pushed forth into the clear, glancing briefly over to where his car was parked. Malakai exhaled the smoke as though that were to calm him down but to no avail. He was absolutely livid. Not only had he been parked in front of the lake for more than thirty minutes, that damn bitch was no where to be seen. His black skinned hand reached into his black jean pocket and withdrew his cellular device. He pressed one button and it automatically dialed. As the other line had picked up, Kai could hear the thumping of music as well as numerous voices within the background. Yo! Kai, you missin' out here! The slurred speech of Kaymono echoed into his ears, and Kai rolled his shoulders in a lazy form of a shrug. However, he paid the comment little to no attention at all. I don't give a fuck. Where is this slut?! Kai growled into the phone. The ferocity of his chilling words seemed to sober up Kaymono damn fast. There was silence, save for distorted voices that squirmed around him. Like the hell I know! She yo' problem now. Kai shut his phone shut, and glared out into the near placid surface of the lake. His muscular form was tense, and as he pivoted from his waist down he approached his car with lengthy strides. He had been gracious to his new... Prospect to put it nicely. He had decided to give her fifty/fifty of what she earned out on the streets, but Kai didn't appreciate waiting. He was at the end of his rope, and well let's just say his Dan Wesson Fusion Build gun in his left, back pocket was burning with want to be used. His usually solemn face was now inexplicably ripped with burning hatred. His finger grazed over the hood of his black car that looked nothing more than a large rock in the cover of night. Kai could feel the minutes tick away, and with every passing second he wanted to collide his fist with a certain someone's flesh.

Kai swooped down from his intimidating height of six feet and six inches to grab the rough surface of a flat rock. He chucked it into the lake, listening and watching as it collided with the water, splashing the liquid into the air. The impact stirred the surface, causing small waves to ebb onto the shores before returning to the stillness. He glanced at his cell phone for a moment, and saw that he had no answered text messages. He must have sent Elayna twenty by now, and God knew where she was. If there was even a God out there. For all she knew she could have been in an interrogation room and about ready to give Kai's name for the entire crack down on prostitution, but then again Kaymono jump started it all. Kai just... Added on to the success. He wouldn't be surprised if he heard the wailing of sirens headed this way, and he could imagine Elayna's sickly face twisted into a grim smirk. She would pleased to know that she would never have to deal with Kai again. He listened intently, but was only met with the skittering claws of squirrels traveling up the bark of trees. Mindlessly, his hand slid into his left pocket, and removed brass knuckles. His brown eyes traced them, and his fingers aimlessly picked off the dried blood. Upon the brass knuckles were very tiny sharp protrusions, and could easily cut up the skin with Kai's merciless attacks. He once blinded a man with the very same brass knuckles, and laughed as he collapsed to the ground, screaming and writhing in pain. You could say Kai was a very fucked up man, but then again he was also twisted and a force to be reckoned with. Back home he was well known. He started up local fights, and was no less than just riff-raff that ran with the wrong crowd. He started that crowd. That crowd was his gang. And the people in that gang were his family. Kai would gladly kill anyone that messed with them, and had done so frequently when he was in New York. Coming here had been unintentional, but he knew how Kaymono was. Kai knew how he ticked, and how sloppy he was. Hell, he only came here to keep his black ass out of jail, and his name out of people's mouths. Here Kai was no one. It was a fresh start, and a clean slate, but he didn't want that. He wanted to make them fear him, and when people looked at him to recoil back and move away. He fed off fear, and it made him superior to others. Rules didn't apply to Kai. He didn't follow them, and he didn't intend to. When certain rules were set for a rumble, Kai didn't care. He would always find a loop-hole. If guns weren't allowed, he'd still bring it, and use his brass knuckles. He fought dirty to live, and it got him this far so why stop now?

He stared into his tinted windows before his gaze turned to search the shadows with vicious hunger. His hands closed into fists, and were pressed into the surface of his car's hood. Another conclusion came to mind. Perhaps she was busy pleasuring a customer, but she knew more than enough that Kai expected his hoes to be prompt and on time. Otherwise... Well let's not get into that. Malakai's right hand lifted to adjust the brim of his black hat, and allowed it to shadow his eyes. The menacing figure shifted to then reach into his pocket. Once more he removed his cell, and browsed through his contact list. The majority were females, and varied from those he fucked or those that were merely under his power. Icy eyes scanned through the contacts until he reached the number he was searching for. He selected Elayna's name, and as the other line rang, his nostrils flared after each ring and that was another moment she wasn't answering him. When it finally reached the automated answering machine, he waited impatiently for the beep. As soon as the beep resonated within his attentive ears, he spoke crisply into the phone. If you ain't here in five minutes... Well, you'll find out. Kai spoke through clenched teeth, gritting them together in a display of anger that was out of force of habit. His already low, voice reached a deadly tone. He was serious, and he wouldn't be fucked around with. If Elayna was testing his patience, that was a dumb move. Forcefully, he breathed through his nostrils before he snatched up his cigarette package and lit it up. His hands were shaky and unsteady due to the increasing anger and rage, but as he took a long drag, he made himself focus on other things. Kai would deal with Elayna when she came around, and until then he would remain composed... For the most part.

TAG Elayna
WORD COUNT 1,267
NOTES Not sure if I'm liking this template and the colors. Ah well. My posts will pick up once the thread progresses. =: ) Sorry for the crappy post/long wait!
LYRICS Heartbeat - Jason Derulo
TEMPLATE justlikefalling at caution 2.0!
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[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

Can't Ask _{M E} To Go On

Just Like _{N O T H I N G ' S} Wrong
• Pull _the Trigger || Taste _the Bullet •

• elayna del monte looked more like a fashionable woman leaving for a dinner party than she did the prostitute she and the men she had just had sex with knew her to be. At least she was a rich prostitute. Her price within the past month had shot off through the roof. It had started at just twenty dollars, but now, it was around 100 dollars. Incredibly, men would pay that much just to get in those petite size 2 pants of hers. And with her income coming from half of every orgasm she inspired, she was getting in lots of money. Which made it all worth while. And lately, she'd been having sex like crazy; she had people call her pimp, Malakai, asking her to come out of state even. And she was just coming out of New York City this night, the night that she was supposed to pay up to Kai. The thought made her smirk, her usually beautiful face becoming ugly with the animosity within it. "I wish someone would just catch the fucker, and beat the black off his ass." But then again, what did she have to complain about. She was getting lots of money from all this...still she didn't like the idea that she was someone's bitch. She was actually someone's property. She was Malakai's property and by God, she hated it. Hated him.

When she had gotten his voicemail, she started to cuss vehemently in Spanish, the words flying out of her mouth. She had been told to meet him at the Lake. And sadly, just like the good little slut she was, she had to do as she was told. She got in the new and very shiny black 2010 Camero and revved up the engine, the sleek sports car slinging out of the terminal in record time. She was tired though, very tired. Being a whore did wear you out; there were only so many orgys a woman could take in one day and already Elayna del Monte had had enough orgasms to last her a life time. But did Malakai care? No, of course not. He didn't ever care. She wondered to herself if he would ever allow her to leave; she had money now. She could stand up on her own two feet now and take a job somewhere. She could pay for an apartment and keep up rents...she'd been saving up all her money this time. She would not, could not lose it. The v8 engine roared as she pushed down harder on the acceleration, the night scenery passing by faster and faster. She was approaching 100 mph when she finally entered Shady Lane. Oh, hell. Malakai was going to skin her alive and wear her flesh as a coat when she finally appeared. The thought made her lips twist into a scowl, her brown eyes flashing. She was tired...so tired. Her body ached, and all she wanted to do was sleep. She had done over 20 men today. Twenty-two to be exact. She was sore and sensitive in places that women should never be sensitive for very long. She was rubbed raw, and her scent, which was usually of raspberries or gardenias, had disappeared, replaced by the musky odor of mens' arousals. She wanted a bath, she craved a long, hot bubble bath. Mmmm, that sounded nice. Her eyes drooped and she felt her conscious slipping away. But then, she shifted lower body to get into a comfortable position, and sensitive desire shot through her body. She gave a low moan as well as a grumble of irritation. She wanted no more. No more for today. But it was a prime example of just how sensitive she was. Everytime she moved, she nearly cried out in pleasure and pain. But then, she didn't wear underwear, just like now. She didn't need it.

Panties were for modesty; Elayna had no modesty. She couldn't have any. It wasn't allowed in the slut's world. With her nipples hardened, she drove on, trying to move as little as possible. She made it to the lake 15 minutes after he left her the voicemail. He'd been waiting for her almost an hour and a half. Crap. This is so not going to be good. Hopefully though, he would calm down after he saw the amount of money she had with her. Driving up, she turned off her car, and opened her door, her sleep body coming out. If her body had been aroused before, it certainly was not. That and the cool air around them, her nipples went to diamond hard points and even through the lacing of her corset that she wore, it was still visible. But she still sauntered towards Malakai; she was something to look at with her deep olive complexion, black-blue hair, long lashes, brown eyes, and perfectly shaped body. And this night, she was wearing a dress that hugged her every curve. Anyone with a lesser toned body would've looked horrible in the dress. But no, not Elayna. She only had the strong, supple body of a woman underneath the dress, no fat on her body whatsoever. Lost meals stripping away any surplus flesh. The dress of stain shimmered in the moonlight, the soft pink nice against the natural flush of her cheeks. "I'm here, Malakai. My plane was a little late, but I don't think it should matter... You're gonna like what I brought." She was all business, this short young woman. She turned and walked to the trunk, and pressed the button on her keys, the trunk opening, showing a single briefcase that looked lighter than it actually was. She picked it up, and closed the trunk, placing the case on top of it and opening it up. Neatly organized were different types of bills. From ones to hundreds. "From the past two weeks, Malakai." And stepping aside, she left him to look at the briefcase to go and sit in the driver's seat of her car, the motion making her nearly shout in ecstasy. Oh lord. She needed to get away, and fast. She clenched her teeth, ignoring the dull throb of her body and the aching desire that was becoming more and more apparent.

who be the witness;; Malakai! Elayna!
lookin' like a fool with yo pants on the ground;; CLICKETH!
understand the words i say, bitch;; i got bored and made muh own template! =)
who be the boss;; this is property of .x.chaos|. don't steal or she will rip yo face off, muthalicka.

[Maya]

MY ONLY FEAR IS THAT HE WON'T KILL ME
'cause if he don't, i grab my heat
I'M STOPPIN' HIS H E A R T B E A T - - - *

Kai had been firmly pressed against the side of his classic black Viper. The sleek design was the opposite of Kai's rugged features. His muscles that bulged from the sleeves of his t-shirt made up the majority of his body weight. He didn't have an ounce of fat, and even if he did, it definitely couldn't be seen. Pale pink scars rolled across his skin, and seemed to be highlighted dimly in the light provided. He had seen more than most could imagine, but he declined pity. The streets of New York had molded him into the man he had now become... Merciless, selfish, and greedy. His parents didn't care too much for him. They were made for each other, as long as one of them had gotten reasonable amounts of drugs and booze they could get their hands on. Kai's older brother, Darius had raised him. He stepped up to be Kai's role model, and some role model he was. Darius had introduced him to the gang, and Kai had sucessfully climbed the ranks, and had it all under control. He ruled one of the most deadly and dangerous gangs in the Bronx, and not mention one of the biggest. Kai ran wild with his members, commiting crimes that most would cringe back. The police feared him, and though you may doubt that, Kai knew what he was doing. He had killed numerous of men and women in uniform without a thought. He was a mindless killer, and he was fast. A mixture that should never really be combined. He knew the streets of New York better than most. He knew every alley way from Bronx and every surrounding town. The police could never could catch him, and the same with his members. His gang was often referred to the "Ghost Gang." They often dispersed without a trace, and let's face it, the police officers let that power go to their heads. It made them blind. They didn't know what to expect, and would frequently watch the backs of men escaping before they could gain ground. Yes, Malakai got away things, but had his fair share of sitting behind bars. And every damn time he was convicted, his boys would come up with the money for his bond. So not only the police were frustrated but enraged. He was always the one that got away just when he was in their grasp. Then Kaymono fucked up my plans. The bitter thought rumbled through his mind, and Kai flicked the cigarette to the ground. His nerves were calmer than before, but like usual he was still on edge. Kaymono was on the run from the police, and Kai wasn't as uncaring as most thought him to be. To his boys, he was there for them whenever, but to others he'd just rather bash their faces in. Kaymono had been sloppy, and left evidence around a crime scene that had been stumbled upon by a random passerby. So, Kaymono fled the state, but Kai tracked him down.

The asshole... His sorry ass owes me. Another thought cracked through Kai's once tranquil mind, but then the distant sound of a engine revving captured his attention. Casually, his head turned, but was hard to make out within the thick darkness. The familiar sports car rumbled towards him, and his eyes flashed with anger. They sparked and crackled, and even before Elayna had time to open the door, his lengthy strides brought him towards her door. His jaw clenched and unclenched whilst his eyes attempted to douse the anger within them. His nose crinkled invisibly upon the wafting scent of men upon her skin. The scent was thick and unpleasant, but it clung to her through sweat and the closeness of her body to theirs. Elayna may have been his most successful whore and be in high demand, but Kai wasn't going to let her go unpunished. He'd have to think of one later. Before he could speak a word, the short girl had wandered towards the trunk of her car. He watched her back end, and devoured the slutty attire upon her curved body. Elayna appealed to Kai, but he'd never admit anything of the sort. He'd deny it, or walk off. Speaking and talking weren't what he was known for really. Actions said wonders. She said something of her flight being late, Kai really didn't know. He wasn't much of a listener and had been focusing on other things. A case had been placed on the surface of the Camero, and Kai gritted his teeth before approaching. His eyes flicked to her face as she passed by to sit in the driver's seat of the car. He then refocused on the case, and smirked at the contents. Neatly arranged and stacked was money, and from what he caught from her sentence was that the cash had two weeks worth. Kai was secretly impressed, but kept it to himself. His finger touched the surface of the money before she closed the case up. Snapping it shut, he came over to the open driver's side, and glanced down at the girl. You got yo' half? He inquired in serious tones, rather close to her. Kai's eyes studied her face, and could clearly see that pulsing need for pleasure. A low and dark chuckle passed through his lips. The anger temporarily dissipated from his gaze as his rumbling chuckle resonated briefly in the quiet of night.

Always happens to the best of 'em. Sex and pleasuring is yo' life. Kai stated and another chuckle made its way through him. He lowered his face to be leveled with her gaze, and met her eyes fearlessly. He was silent as he stared her down before standing upright. He stretched upwards, and shook his head. I'm sure you'll have no problem finding a guy who'll give you whatchu want. He spoke, and stared above her Camero for a moment, and then without speaking further turned on his heel. His muscles flexing as he did so. He strode away from her without glancing back. He approached his Viper and purposefully opened the trunk. Kai placed the case in a secret compartment within the bottom of the trunk. Within that compartment were numerous other cases, and he put this case on top. Locking the compartment up, he slammed his trunk close and removed a cigarette from his pocket. He held it firmly in his lips and let it blaze. He puffed out the smoke, and approached her. He exhaled the gray smoke before he looked at her sternly and had the ferocity of seriousness within his features. Give me an honest answer. Kai muttered and took another drag. He exhaled it above her car instead of blowing it in her face. Why you stickin' around? Kai questioned her. He simply wanted to know. He wasn't tired of her, but she didn't seem like the type to stick around. Hell, she had plenty of money, so why keep going through the motions? Kai recalled that when she started out she was just in need for money, and that was it. She had enough to last her a while, and give her the life of luxury... He was curious but didn't reveal this. He inhaled his cigarette before he dropped it to the ground, and stepped on it. Kai didn't care if his new addiction would be the death of him. With all the stress he had been experiencing lately, cigarettes had done him good. He cleared his throat, holding onto the car with both hands, and was once more level with he face.

TAG Elayna, Malakai
WORD COUNT Not important.
NOTES Oohh! I like the template, Chaos-Bee! And GASP! Is Kai showing another side to him?
LYRICS Heartbeat - Jason Derulo
TEMPLATE justlikefalling at caution 2.0!
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[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

Can't Ask _{M E} To Go On

Just Like _{N O T H I N G ' S} Wrong
• Pull _the Trigger || Taste _the Bullet •

• "Hell yeah, I got my half. I wouldn't give it to you otherwise." She said bitterly and then relaxed her head against the seat again. The thoughts spun and flew around her head in a whirlwind of furious wrath. She felt the heat of his body and the smell of him all too keenly. Fuck. She didn't need this right now. Hell, she didn't need any of this right now. She mentally cursed. She brought her hands up to cover her breasts so to warm them up and perhaps get them softer so they wouldn't show through the thin fabrics of her corset and dress. When she spoke back to him in her curt tones, she sounded extremely Mexican, "Malakai. That's the thing. I wanna pleasure who I wanna, not who pays me." Her face darkened at the prospect. She stared back at him with unblinking eyes, but her deep brown eyes were on fire. For more reasons than one. She was trying very hard to keep the thoughts and fantasies of sliding down Kai's baggy, slipping pants down...and raising up his shirt... She mentally slapped herself. Malakai was a cold-hearted bastard that had taken her will away from her and her dignity. Both he and Kaymono had taken care of that. Especially Kai when he had raped her than first night, taking away most all fight from her. And then, before she knew it, he had gone away to his Viper, putting the case of money in his trunk. And then he was back in her face with that nasty-ass cigarette. Really, those were nasty. It was one reason she didn't smoke and never would.

What he said next surprised her. She turned her head towards him, her long black hair flowing down her shoulders and chest. She eyed him suspiciously as she waited. And then he asked, which seemed a simple enough question, but the query itself shocked Elayna. She could leave and she would never have to work again the way her money had come it and she'd saved just about all of it... And the more she thought about the idea of leaving the more she realized she didn't want to. And that totally terrified her. Since when did she like being a prostitute? Since when did she like being bossed around by a man who didn't give a fuck for her other than keeping her nice-lookin' enough for men to want to buy her body? No, it wasn't that. It was the other, better aspects of being in this business. She wasn't alone anymore. She wasn't exactly a socialite, Elayna, but she enjoyed the company of another human being. Elayna was a certified slut; friends didn't come easy for her. Her family had abandoned her. And the other prostitutes...they were her friends, as pitiful as that sounded. They were close because they were all under the same pressures. And Elayna didn't want to leave the only family she had. And... Malakai. She thought with a noticeable flinch. She hated him, but there was this strange...fascination with him.

Ah, shit. Elayna looked at him and then said softly and truthfully, "I don't know. I'd be lying if I said I did, Kai." Refusing to look at him further, she turned up the volume on her sound system, Trey Songs's "Neighbors Know My Name" starting to play. And as soon as she heard it, Elayna had the urge to turn it back down. But she couldn't because then Malakai would know she was embarrassed and awkward by it. Elayna never got embarrassed unless she was trying to hide something and was caught. So, she let it play and once again, slowly, moved to gain more comfort in the chair and with gritted teeth, she suppressed a moan. She looked at Malakai, the music just background music, not too loud and not too soft. She could still speak casually and be heard. "Look. Malakai. I'm tired and I'm...you know. I want to go home. What's my punishment for bein' late. Might as well get it ova with." She looked kind of defeated, but there was still a spark in her eye that seemed like a defiant challenge towards her pimp.

She'd faced his punishments before. They were pretty fucked up and she had the damn scars to prove it. So the thought of another disciplinary action made a shiver go down her spine.

who be the witness;; Malakai! Elayna!
lookin' like a fool with yo pants on the ground;; CLICKETH!
understand the words i say, bitch;; AW!! thanks! and omg, i think he is!
who be the boss;; this is property of .x.chaos|. don't steal or she will rip yo face off, muthalicka.