#cold as ice

[fallingforchristmasworld]

[evilhorse]

I’m dead, remember.

[caparbales]

Aurelia Hammerlock

an old request I made for @noelleroseland

[abbatoirablaze]

Cold As Ice, Robert Pronge

Word Count: 1k

“I work alone…”

“Yeah…you said that already!” she spat, shooting me another glare.  My jaw twitched as I looked away from her and I pulled a cigarette from the pack, lighting up, “You know, you’d be a lot cuter if you cut your hair.”

“Fuck off!” I hissed as she messed with my hair, her fingers catching in my tresses and tugging on them ever so slightly, “I said fuck off.  I don’t care how much Jimmy is paying me, if you don’t learn what personal space is you’ll be the next body in my freezer.”

“Ohh, someone’s touchy,” she giggled softly.  I turned my head to look at her and she rolled her eyes, “you need to relax…get laid or something Pronge!”

“Pass!” I growled, giving her another once over before I sucked in on my cigarette, “especially not taking an idea that comes from you!”

She shook her head at me and turned as I parked the truck.

“Hey…where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“Going to check my surveillance equipment if that’s okay, your highness!”

A growl rose from my throat once more as I watched her stalk towards the back of the truck.  My jaw twitched as I noticed her hips swaying.  Instinctually I sized her up, watching how the skirt from her striped dress bounced, giving me the smallest peak of her red lace thong.  How the short skirt did nothing to cover her shapely thighs and toned legs.  How the dress hugged her curves, it’s white boddice so tight her cleavage was nearly spilling over the top. 

Maybe the broad was on to something.

Maybe I did need to get laid.

I stood from the chair and followed her back to the back of the truck.  By the time I reached her, she was hunched over the counter, her laptop scanning something.

But I wasn’t paying attention to the laptop. 

My cock twitched in my pants as the skirt raised, giving me a perfect view of her ass, and slightly spread legs. 

“Don’t even think about it!”

I stood stock still, my eyes not leaving her core.  

“Don’t know what the hell you’re talking about!” I replied shortly. 

But I knew that she could hear the hunger in my voice, “oh, Fuck off, Pronge.  I know what you’re staring at.”

“Not staring at a thing!”

She spread her legs a little bit more and wiggled her ass at me. 

I couldn’t stop the groan that left the back of my throat. 

She looked at me over her shoulder, a cheeky, wolfish grin on her face.  Her brow rose, “don’t know what I’m talking about, huh?  Because your cock sure knows.”

My jaw twitched yet again, this time joining the pulsing rhythm of my hardening length for a moment.  I took a few steps further until I was pressing against her, the only thing separating us was the small, delicate piece of lace, and my white pants.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Angel…” I whispered against her throat. 

A shiver ran down her spine, but she leaned back, rubbing herself against me; her slightly spread thighs giving my length just enough room to be nestled against her.  I hissed, feeling her arousal through my pants. 

Reaching forward my hands settled on her chest, cupping her breasts.  Her nipples were hard, poking through the fabric. 

“Seems like you want me to think about it!” I teased, tweaking the nubs. 

She moaned, arching against me.  Closing the laptop, she pushed it out of her sight, and I pushed her hard against the counter. 

And this time I felt her twitching around me as she let out a sultry moan.

“You like that, you little slut?”

She nodded, pressing herself against me again.

“You’re like a damn bitch in heat,” I smirked.  She whimpered when I took a step back, but a squeak passed her lips when I ripped the lace from her lower half.  I licked my lips, noticing just how wet she was already.  Sliding my zipper and unbuttoning my pants, I slid them down my thighs before teasing her once again.  She hissed as the fabric of my briefs came into contact with her pussy, “what?  Not enough for you?”

“More…”

“Beg for it..”

“Pl-please,” she whimpered softly, rubbing her backside against me.  I held back as I felt her hole catch on the tip of my cock.  The only thing separating us was my quickly ruined briefs, “ne-need to feel you.”

I took another step back and slapped her pussy without warning. The crack against her skin seemed to bite through the air, another moan following quickly behind it as her wetness coated my hand. 

“Slut!” I taunted, slapping it again, this time one of my rings catching her clit.  Her legs shuddered as she moaned even louder.  I did it a third time and she squirted all over my hand, creating a mess on the floor.  I tapped her pussy and clit while she did, her legs shaking even harder to the point of me nearly holding her up.  When she stopped, I looked at the ground, and then back to her shaking form.  Pressing my body over hers, I rubbed myself against her.  She shuddered once more as I pressed the tip of my cock against her entrance.

She tried to lean back, but the fabric from my briefs kept me from stretching her open.  I leaned up against her throat and pressed a firm kiss at her artery, “you’re nothing more than a slut looking to be used up and tossed aside…and I’ve got a job to do…so be a good little bitch and clean up your mess…and maybe I don’t tell my employer that his girlfriend was trying to fuck the hitman instead of learning from him.”

And with that, I took a few steps back, pulled up my pants, and started towards the front of the truck.

“I-I want you to kill him too…”

“You ruined my fucking pants!” I growled, not bothering to look at her as I sat back in the driver’s seat.

“Kill him too, Pronge…” she begged from the back of the truck, “I-I can get you his money…I’ll fuck you in the Caymans.”

“Could have fucked you in the back of my truck.  Nothing special about a few pieces of land in the middle of an ocean,” I replied honestly, “if you get me his money, then we’ll talk, sweetheart.  But until then, clean up your fucking mess.”

[blueeyeddarkknight]

Aaah rare iceman still from the same famous photoshoot! 😍🧊😭

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[asteroidtroglodyte]

You're so cool.✨

But are you cool enough to lower the temp of this delicious Coco?

My guess is, yes.

Who, me?

I’m as cold as ice,

willing to sacrifice this drink

I never take advice

Someday I’ll pay the price, I think

I’ve seen it before, it happens all the time

I’m freezing the door,

leaving the world behind

I’m jonesin’ for cocoa, I’m throwing away

A fortune in heat,

But I never Pay

I’m as

COLD

as

ICE

I’m willing to sacrifice

[thegoodmorningman]

Even if you're as cold as ice, I hope you aren't willing to sacrifice a Good Morning☀️🥶✌🏼

[shiftythrifting]

Worcester Savers

[bublinko]

Ava Max - One Of Us

SOLD, message for art prints

[hotdogsfordinner]

Sweet as sugar. Cold as ice.

[fallingforchristmasworld]

[fvck-court]

It’s been awhile since I posted on here

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Ava Max - Cold As Ice

The girls are giving icy for 2023

[velvettcokebottle]

Cold as Ice - Ava Max