The air was thick with tension as Archer stepped into the dimly lit alley, his crimson cloak billowing behind him like a shadow of danger. His sharp eyes scanned the area, catching the faintest movement in the darkness. He wasn't here for trouble—not yet, at least. He was here to collect a debt, one that had been owed for far too long. But trouble had a way of finding him, and tonight was no exception.
From the shadows, two figures emerged, their silhouettes unmistakable. Ruby Rose, her scythe gleaming in the moonlight, and Blake Belladonna, her amber eyes narrowed with suspicion. They moved in sync, their weapons drawn, ready to confront the stranger who had wandered into their territory.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Ruby demanded, her voice firm but laced with curiosity.
Archer smirked, his arms crossed casually over his chest. "Just a man here to settle a score. No need to get your weapons out, girls."
Blake's ears twitched, her feline instincts on high alert. "You're not from around here. What kind of 'score' are you talking about?"
"The kind that doesn't concern you," Archer replied, his tone calm but edged with warning. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to."
Ruby stepped forward, her scythe pointed at him. "Not so fast. We can't just let you wander around causing trouble."
Archer sighed, his patience wearing thin. "I'm not here to cause trouble. But if you insist on getting in my way…"
Before he could finish, Blake lunged at him, her blade slicing through the air. Archer dodged with ease, his movements fluid and precise. He grabbed her wrist, twisting it just enough to make her drop her weapon. Ruby charged next, but Archer sidestepped her attack, using her momentum to disarm her as well.
In a matter of seconds, both girls were pinned against the wall, their weapons lying useless on the ground. Archer stood between them, his grip firm but not painful. "I told you," he said, his voice low and commanding, "I'm not here to fight. But if you keep pushing me, I'll have no choice but to teach you a lesson."
Blake's breath hitched as she felt his body press against hers, his warmth seeping through her clothes. She tried to struggle, but his hold was unyielding. Ruby glared at him, her cheeks flushed with anger and something else she couldn't quite place.
"Let us go!" Ruby demanded, her voice trembling slightly.
Archer leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Blake's ear. "Not until you learn your lesson," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
Blake shivered, her heart racing as a strange heat pooled in her stomach. She hated how his touch made her feel—vulnerable, exposed, and yet… aroused. She tried to push the thought away, but it only grew stronger as his hand slid down her side, tracing the curve of her hip.
Ruby watched in stunned silence, her own body reacting in ways she didn't understand. She wanted to look away, to stop whatever was happening, but she couldn't. Her eyes were glued to the scene before her, her pulse quickening with every passing second.
Archer's lips found Blake's neck, his kisses soft and teasing at first, then growing more insistent. Blake gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders as a moan escaped her lips. She hated herself for enjoying it, for wanting more, but she couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through her veins.
"Stop…" Blake whispered, though her body betrayed her words as she arched into his touch.
Archer chuckled darkly, his hand sliding up her thigh. "You don't want me to stop," he murmured against her skin. "You want me to punish you, don't you?"
Blake's breath caught in her throat, her mind clouded with desire. She couldn't think, couldn't speak—all she could do was feel. And what she felt was overwhelming.
Ruby's face burned as she watched them, her own body responding in ways she couldn't control. She wanted to look away, to leave, but she was rooted to the spot, her heart pounding in her chest.
Archer's lips captured Blake's in a searing kiss, their tongues tangling in a dance of passion and dominance. Blake moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. The kiss deepened, their bodies pressed together so tightly that there was no space between them.
Ruby's breath came in short gasps as she watched them, her own desire building with every passing moment. She felt like an intruder, but she couldn't tear her eyes away. She wanted to be the one in Blake's place, to feel Archer's lips on hers, his hands on her body.
Archer broke the kiss, his eyes locking onto Ruby's. "Do you want a turn?" he asked, his voice dripping with temptation.
Ruby's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushing even darker. She opened her mouth to protest, but no words came out. Instead, she found herself nodding, her body moving of its own accord.
Archer smirked, releasing Blake and stepping toward Ruby. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks. "You're so innocent," he murmured, his voice soft yet filled with promise. "But I can see the fire in your eyes."
Ruby's breath hitched as his lips met hers, the kiss tender at first but quickly growing more intense. She melted into him, her hands clutching at his cloak as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her body.
Blake watched them, her own desire reignited as she saw the way Archer touched Ruby. She wanted more—needed more. Without thinking, she stepped forward, her hands reaching for Archer's back.
Archer broke the kiss with Ruby, turning to Blake with a knowing smile. "Greedy, aren't we?" he teased, pulling her into his arms.
Blake didn't answer—she couldn't. All she could do was kiss him again, her body pressing against his as she lost herself in the moment.
Ruby watched them, her own need growing unbearable. She stepped closer, her hands trembling as she reached for Archer. "Please…" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Archer turned to her, his eyes dark with desire. "What do you want, little rose?" he asked, his voice a low purr.
Ruby hesitated for a moment before answering, her voice trembling with need. "I want… I want you."
Archer smirked, pulling both girls into his arms. "Then you shall have me," he murmured, his lips brushing against theirs as he led them deeper into the shadows.