A/n: Wow I feel like I haven't been active in forever. I will warn you that this story will include a lot of drugs, sex, and murder at least in the beginning. But considering the characters it shouldn't be surprising. I've been watching too much Law and Order SVU and it's the main influence for this story.

Also for this story I plan on shorter chapters than I usually do, but hopefully that'll mean I finish this one. Let me know what you think! (And sorry for the long beginning note)

It felt like my head was being repeatedly thwacked with a piece of plywood. I let out a loud groan and follow the light. And by light I mean the one, not blown out, tail light of my favorite drug dealer.

He didn't go far which made it a lot easier to stagger after him.

"Kale!" I call out. He stops on the stoop of the building and looks over at me. He motions me over and I walk up the stairs albeit a bit wobbly.

"Kirk, need a fix?"

I nod slowly trying not to rattle my brain too much.

"Follow me bud."

He knocks on the door and a man appears. They mutter things and Kale motions me to follow him inside.

I stick my hands in my pockets and trail behind him. I blink slowly expecting a flood of lights but it's dim and a bit smoky.

"Where are we?" I mutter to Kale.


I look down at him confused.

He grins lopsidedly, "The best secret sex club in the city."

Finally I look around and notice all the scantily clad women and hungry looking men. My headache prevents me from enjoying the view.

Through a few hallways Kale eventually leads me to a room with a few couches and curtains dividing the space.

Kale sits down on an almost empty couch. A man is sitting on it as well with a blond between his legs and his pants around his ankles.

It doesn't phase me and I sit down next to Kale.

He pulls put a bag that's at least a thousand grams and I take out my money. The table in front of us is made of glass, so we clear it off.

As per usual I make four lines, two bumps for each of us. Kale rolls us a banknote. I look us as he does so and my eyes catch a beautiful auburn haired girl. She's practically naked, just her undergarments and a sheer black robe. She has no shoes and looks lost. Her light colored eyes are rimmed with dark makeup and her cheeks and lips are heavily colored.

Kale nudges me with his elbow and I quickly do the last two lines. The girl disappears through the door.

"This place is great, stay and enjoy. If you want to come back let me know. I'll be around all night."

I nod, stuff the baggie in my pocket and follow the girl. I hear Kale chuckle aside from the loud slurping noises coming from the girl next to him.

What if I can't find her? What if I imagined her?

I pick up my pace and glance through each room. As I hurry up the stairs I avoid the couple making out.

The figure of the beautiful woman ghosts into a room at the end of the hallway. I hurry after her once again entering the room. It's empty but you can hear the sound of beds pushing against walls.

I reach out and touch her shoulder seeing as I don't know her name.

She flinches and looks me in the eye. I don't know what it is but it feels like I've been rooted to the ground.

"What's your name?" I ask. My voice seems a bit hoarse.

"Daisy," her sweet voice has an almost southern drawl quality to it.

"What's your real name?"

She blinks hard a few times. Her nervousness makes me smile.

She shakes her head, "It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does."

She seems caught off guard for a micro second.

"You can call me whatever you like."

Her tone is a mixture between seductive and innocent and it sends shivers down my spine.

"I've never been here before, or done anything like this." I admit.

She makes her way to the door and I hear the gentle lock click.

Her back touched the door and she looks at me curiously.

Suddenly all I want is me holding her between the door and her screaming my name.

"I'm Kirk." I swallow hard.

My heart beats a million miles per hour as she walks over to me. I feel her breath on my chest. She doesn't even reach my shoulders.

"Kirk," she says testing my name on her lips. That sends me over the edge and I grab her face to smash our lips together. Her robe, that doesn't cover anything anyway, falls to the floor and she pulls my long sleeve shirt off.

I lift her up and throw her onto the bed. It bounces and she props her elbows on the mattress to hold her up. I undo my belt and crawl between her legs. Her hands grab at my messy hair and I hold onto her hips.

It doesn't take long for us to fill the room with the familiar sounds of moaning and the bedpost hitting the wall.

Every sound she made and every single movement edged me on. I felt more euphoric than ever before. The cocaine had worn off a while ago.

"Kirk," she gasps loudly as I suck on her neck. One of her hands holds a firm grip on one of my broad shoulders.

One of her legs is over the other shoulder. I hold onto the other thigh as we move in a perfect rhythm. Her body expertly meets mine as I thrust in her.

I couldn't remember how long we've been at it, but all I could think of was how amazing this is.

This can't end. I refuse to let this be the last and only time we're together.

She starts to whimper and her moans last longer.

"Are you going to come for me again, baby?" I say against her skin.

She barely nods as she's sent over the edge with a loud unbridled scream. After panting heavily she pushes me on my back and kisses down my chest. She sucks on me so I finish in her mouth. She swallows every bit and even licks her fingers.

I go at her latching my lips onto hers. My tongue thoroughly explores and tastes her mouth.

When I pull away she looks at me intensely.

She gives me a slow deep kiss before getting out of bed dressing herself. I get the hint and put my clothes on too. I pull out my wallet and look at her expectantly.

She shakes her head, "Just this once it's free."

I can't tell if it's because she liked it that much or she pities me.

"Can I see you again?" I ask as if I'm a desperate, eager teenage boy and not twenty-two. She has to be at least twenty if I were to guess.

"If you come back."

I nod, "Can I know your real name?"

She looks hesitant, "Avery."

"Did you actually enjoy this? With me, or were you faking it?"

She tries to hide a smile, "You're the best I've had so far."

"You probably say that to all the guys."

A small smile escapes, "Yeah,"

I nod accepting it.

"But all the others have paid me to say it."

I grin at her.

"You're too beautiful to be here," I tell her. She shrugs, "But I'll keep coming back for you."

I head for the door and stop, "Avery," I say taking my turn to test her name out but it sounds more like a question.

We look at each other.

"Bye Kirk." she finally says.

I leave with that and head off to find Kale.

I find him in a curtained off section doing a Hispanic girl from behind.


He gives me a cocky grin and finishes up before speaking, "Have fun?"

"When can I come back?"

He chuckles as he zips his pants back up, "I'm guessing that's a yes. Onyx is open two days a week, Mondays and Fridays. The location changes every time, rotating facilities so we don't get caught. The doorman has already seen you so he'll let you in now. You just have to know the location when the time comes."

"And how do I find out?"

"I'll tell you. I do business for the owner's brother so I'm tight with them."


"Anything for my little cousin and favorite customer."

I give him a little salute as I head out for my apartment to sleep.