Realization of her Love? {Mature}

[Destiny Knight]

Takes Place AFTER Full Throttle

.:Destiny's last meeting with Cross Genovese, more commonly known as "King" Vegas was far from fun. If she had known what Cross had actually said to her as she looked at the DVD the he threw on the table, she would have been ecstatic... but sadly, Destiny was a bit on the thick headed side. Plus the fact that she HATES Cross at the moment wouldn't have helped much.

Destiny sat in her apartment in the APW. Just sitting down watching some TV to pass the time. What was on the TV? A re-run of a comedy show... normally she would laugh, but she wasn't really in the laughing mood about now. She set the remote on the table in front of the couch, not before hitting the mute button though. Destiny then leaned towards the side, falling. She was now laying on the couch... the same couch which she and Cross had used so many times for their Dirty deed. Her face hit the cushion as she was going to take a nap.

As she tried to get to sleep, her only thoughts were of Cross... and herself on this very couch. Whenever she closed her eyes thats all she saw. She could faintly smell the stench of her and the little bit of Cross' love juices that she didn't lick up, that had seeped through and was now permanently in the cushion. Oh how the smell was intoxicating to her.. she got lost in it, a smile crossing her face as she remembered getting slammed by Cross....she craved it now..her right hand slowly made its descent towards her area. Her thoughts of Cross remained as her hand just barely started to touch through her mesh like material her shorts were made up of...

She then sat up quickly stopping her hand from making any further motions, what was she doing? Why was she thinking of Cross? This wasn't right. She was mad at him. She couldn't do THAT to thoughts of him...

She stood up and started to walk towards her bar area to get a drink. She had made it half way over to the bar before she stopped dead in her tracks. She tilted her head downwards. She just then remembered the time when Vegas dragged her across the rug by using the leash... how it hurt, how he was so cruel... but she loved every second of it. She was his pet, he ws her master... she wanted to be treated like that again... she needed to be told when she did bad, then was punished...

She shook her head. Whispering to her self,:.



"...No..."

.:She couldn't do this.... not now. Not when she was finally starting to get a friend in Laura. She couldn't risk it... Vegas was probably slamming into that Dayna bitch right about now anyway. Destiny kept trying to reassure herself by thinking that. But it didn't help. It actually got her more riled up. That some random bitch could be having sex with HER Cross...

Wait, Her Cross? Did she honestly just think that? No...Destiny tried to shake it off, but it just wouldn't go away. She needed sleep...She walked over to her bedroom. Didn't take too long before she was right next to her bed. It was relatively hot in the suite so she lust layed up onto of all the sheets. As she looked up towards her blank ceiling, her thoughts go back towards Cross.... how he teased her on this very bed... how she got slammed so hard it made her scream and moan.... Oh how she moaned...

Destiny had lost control of her hand at this point. Her short shorts were now pulled to the left, revealing her soaking wetness. Just the thoughts of Cross got her that wet. Her fingers were now exploring already charted lands. She needed Cross so badly..... She needed him to just treat her like the dog she was. There was no shaking out of this now, her fingers were already working their magic on her core. The rubbing and the sliding. She moaned... not as loud as Cross would make her moan, but she moaned.

Then it happened, she inserted one finger half way, not entirely going in. She then pulled it out. Even she was teasing herself. She needed to be ravaged by Vegas... but it wouldn't happen. He must hate her now, after how she had been such a bitch to him. She thrashed her head to the left so she wouldn't look at herself playing with her self. She then in her mind pictured V was doing it... She loved him, and now she realized how much....:.

FIN ?

[Destiny Knight]

Not Quite

The Next Morning


.:Destiny had fallen asleep after he little self pleasuring act. She held something in her hand. She lifted her hand to look at the item. It was a picture of Cross. It made her smile. She had taken it when he wasn't expecting it. He was so cute and handsome. He had a vibe to him nobody else had, almost like an arrogance that knew his boundaries. Which his boundaries were very limited. She stroked her thumb up the picture, wishing he would appear at her door. But she knew it wouldn't happen, he was with Dayna now and she couldn't change that...Or could she?

She sat up quickly in her king size bed. Thinking of what she could possibly do to change his mind, her mind raced with possible ideas. Some just idiotic, while some could have worked.. but only one was right. She swung her feet off of the bed and stood up, quickly walking over towards the mirror in her bathroom. As soon as she reached her bathroom, she flicked the switch closest to the door and the light flickered and finally lit up. She looked closely into the mirror, examining herself. She smiled as she ran her hand through what was going to change...

Her Hair

The smile never vanishing as she pictured what it would be like. She almost had a feeling she would get alot more attention this way. Hopefully getting the attention and affection of Cross she desired and craved for. She walked over to her shower and turned on the hot water all the way and the cold to about half way, trying to get the perfect mixture for a warm shower. She had to get ready for what was about to come.Once the water was ready, she took one last look into her mirror. She then stepped into her shower, letting the warm water relax her.

The water flowed through her hair, and over her body. Once she was fully wet, (not in that way pervs!) she outstretched her arm and grabbed the shampoo and conditioner bottle. She opens the lid and puts a generous amount into her hands. She closes the lid with her free hand and sets it back down. She rubbed it into her hair. Making sure to get it into a nice lather. Once she felt satisfied with the work already done, she put her head underneath the water flow and started rinsing her hair. Once that was complete, she grabbed her bar of soap (yes a bar, not some shitty liquid soap that doesn't work to well.). She ran the bar along her arms. She then ran it along her... "Love Mounds" that lay on her chest. The bar of soap then guided by Destiny's hand started to wash her abdomen and beyond..


10 Minutes Later

She was fully washed and refreshed after her shower. She ran a towel through her hair, drying it off. She then dropped the towel, deciding to Air Dry the rest of herself. As she walked out of the bathroom, she grabbed a brush that was laying on the counter in front of her mirror. She ran it through her hair as she continued walking. Her destination was her closet of not so kinky and "un exceptable" clothes. She reached the closet and peered inside. What to wear?

She picked out a cute pink belly-shirt that had the superman logo on it. She also picked out a pair of skin tight jeans and some leather heels. She quickly robbed up, going commando as always. She picked up her money and put it in her pocket as she was out the door and on to her appointment with the hair stylist....

TBC

[Destiny Knight]

.:Destiny had arrived at the Salon. It was pretty deserted, well it normally was. It seemed that not many people went to this particular hair salon, it confused Destiny as to why. They had good service, the cutters were talented, so it really made no sense. It could be because they were pretty far out of the way, but it was worth it. It was the place Destiny always went for cuts. She entered the front door and was welcomed by the usual clang of the bell attached to the door.

The Bell alerted the woman at the main counter. She looked up and saw, a woman she called a friend. It was non other then Megan Gauge. She was the one who usual cut Destiny's hair. She was pretty damn good at styling hair too. As Megan looked up, a lock of her black hair fell in front of her face. She took one finger and hooked it behind her ear as she spoke up:.

"Well hey there Destiny...."

"Oh, Hi Meg."

"Well, you here for the usual? Two inches off the bottom and a quarter inch bang trim?"

.:Destiny hesitated as she walked towards the counter which Megan was sitting behind. Once right in front of it.. Dez started to tap her fingers on the cheep metal desk that surrounded Megan...:.


"Well?"

.:Destiny sighed. This was going to be hard to do...:.

"I want to dye my hair..."

.:Megan gave Destiny a blank stare. There was a very awkward silence for a decent minute or so. Destiny never looked away from the speechless Megan. Trying to break the awkward silence. Destiny started to tap her finger on the metal desk, hearing a clank every time she tapped...:.

"You... want.... to dye your NATURAL Dark Red hair.. that some woman, including myself would KILL to have?"

"Well if you put it that way...yes... I do.."


"........YOU'RE FUCKING STUPID!"


"Am not...

its for a guy..."

.:Megan placed her head into her hands. Pretty much ashamed that she called Destiny a friend...:.

"A guy? You're letting a guy determine what color to have your hair?"


"....I'm doing it for him... he doesn't know about it...."

"Oh just great. So you're telling me, that there is a chance that you are changing your beautiful hair for a guy who might not even like it?"

"Well. yea....But knowing him, I'm sure He will love it..."

.:Destiny smiled.. Cross better love it... if not, Destiny didn't know what she could possibly do or say to make him love her. If she had known that he pretty much said that he loved her at the Tower View, she wouldn't be here. But that was Destiny not able to understand complex phrases when he could have just said I love you...:.

"I refuse to do it! I'm not covering up your red hair..."

"Meg... its your DAMN JOB now do it..."

"...bitch....

*Sigh* Fine, what color?"

.:Megan then pulled out a board that showed the different colors they had in the salon. After a very quick look, Destiny pointed towards the one she wanted....:.

"Ugh.... You know I normally hate bitches that have this color....right?"

"Yeah.... I just want to get it so I can say you have a friend with that hair color..."

"....bitch.... Fine...right this way Dez"

.:Destiny smiles as she follows Megan over to one of the chairs where they did this stuff..... Now began the step which she thought would determine the future of her love life..:.

FIN