Capítulo 22: Chapter 22: Frisky Night, Frisky Girl (R18)
"He ain't coming." Jake shook his head as he saw Rocco look anxiously at his pocket watch before seeing the group of girls huddled up.
"And you actually think that Slick will come with a full bottle of that fancy booze without taking a sip first?" Edward was gobsmacked, thinking Rocco had been joking.
Rocco had been incessantly flirting with four girls, keeping them on the hook with the single bait of alcohol.
It was the one thing Rocco had begged Ricky to snag from that fancy event, knowing it would be the perfect incentive for the older girls in an era deprived from booze.
"Ed, Jake, shut up will ya? Slick will come through and once he does, then we'll not just be tasting the finest liquor but the sweet taste of what college could be like." Rocco nudged the two before standing up while seeing a car drive forward.
"Is that your friend?" A girl walked up to Rocco while grazing her hand on his arm making him blush.
"Yep, that's Slick." Rocco instinctively spoke as the two of Jake and Edward started cracking up.
"Did someone order a party?" Ricky stuck half of his body out of the car while waving the bottle.
Jake and Edwards mocking laughs were replaced by clear expressions filled with shock as the girls let out excited screeches.
"Come guys!" Rocco aggressively patted their shoulders as he hopped off the hood of Jake's car and walked over to Ricky's.
"Which one is mine?" Ricky whispered as Rocco smiled widely before flicking his head to the side.
"The college doll with red hair known as Irene." Rocco showed a toothy smile as he watched Ricky's face become sleazy when he saw the redhead known as Irene.
Irene, a forming adult woman with striking red hair, gazed at Ricky with a shy smile while blushing under Ricky's penetrating gaze.
Her fair skin, flawless and smooth, contrasts enticingly with her fiery locks that cascade in soft waves.
Her slim figure, parts kissed by the sun, was so delicate yet tantalizingly curvaceous, moving along with her perky assets.
Her perky breasts, perfectly proportioned, enhance her captivating charm, while two subtle round plums highlight the elegant arch of her back.
A scattering of freckles across her cheeks adds a touch of innocence to her otherwise seductive presence, while a natural blush often highlights her fair complexion, drawing attention to her soft, inviting lips and mesmerizing blue eyes.
"Are you Slick?" Irene asked with tinted red cheeks while peaking into the passenger seat window as Ricky's smile grew wider.
"The one and only darling." Ricky winked at her to get in as she smiled while opening the door.
"Jake, follow me, alright?" Ricky stuck his head out the window to order Jake who was fluttering with a beautiful brunette.
Jake raised a thumbs up, signaling that it was Ricky's turn to shine as Rocco and his blonde companion got into the backseat.
Ricky drove out to the local lake, a hidden gem he had discovered after escaping on the old cricket bridge.
*POP*
Irene yipped as the champagne bottle scared her a little as Ricky took a swig of the bottle before handing it to her.
"Woah." Irene let out a surprised gasp at how smooth the champagne was before handing it to her friends as they all sat together for the downing of this bottle.
The bottle was passed around like a treasured street relic, and soon everyone was a little buzzed.
Ricky grabbed a flask, and Irene's gaze lingered on him as her cheeks were flushed, partly from the alcohol and partly from the warm, summer night.
As their friends paired off and made their way to the lake for a skinny dip, Ricky and Irene remained hunkered down in their spot, feeling the cool grass beneath them.
"Not much of a swimmer?" Ricky teased lightly, taking another sip from his flask before offering it to Irene.
"N-Not really." Irene shook her head with a soft smile and took the flask, flinching a little at the strong smell of bourbon and with a tight squint of her eyes, she downed it in one quick gulp.
*COUGH*
*COUGH*
"Woah there killer!" Ricky laughed and patted her back as she started coughing, the bourbon not sliding down her throat quite right.
"I'm fine-"
*COUGH*
*COUGH*
"Easy, easy, rookies like yourself have to pace themselves." Ricky sliding the flask out her hand.
"H-How did you know?" Irene asked, the bourbon and champagne mixing within her to form a slight blush on her freckled cheeks.
"Cause you're forcing it down, you got to be gentle." Ricky's sleazy smile rang out, letting Irene understand the innuendo as he downed some of the flask here.
"Try again and I get it tastes bad at first, but that's what happens with all acquired tastes." Ricky maneuvered closer, Irene taking the flask and seeing slink himself nearer.
"Tell me something about yourself, I'm curious to know more." Ricky asked, his voice gentle, trying to start his coaxing.
"Like what?" Irene glanced at the flask in her hand, rubbing the metal with her thumb.
"Uh, alright, what's your favorite thing to do when you're not studying?" Ricky thought for a second, remembering from Rocco she was in college.
"I like painting, it really helps me relax when things get stressful." Irene had a sad smile, gazing at the reflection of the moonlight within the flask.
"Oh yeah, I didn't know I was amidst an artist." Ricky laughed, putting one of her dangling ginger strands behind her ear.
"N-N-Not anything like that." Irene's face turned a bright red at his bold advancement since no man had ever been so courageous with her before.
"Oh come on, don't sell yourself short." Ricky assured, seeing Irene turn to him only to look back down after realizing how close he had become.
"What kind of things do you paint?" Ricky asked though his eyes trailed down along her yellow sundress.
Positioning his body so that his chest faced hers, he placed his left hand on her thigh resulting in a slight shiver to let out.
*Ding*
[Mission received: Irene Jenkins]
Difficulty: Easy
Character Sheet: D
Description: Born into a well-rounded Christian family, Irene had been sheltered her entire life, never even kissing a boy. However, her countless years of diligent studying paid off when she received a full scholarship to a prestigious school. Growing up in such a closed-off household left her with troubled thoughts, longing to experience what her friends in high school desired—mainly boys and alcohol.
Objective: Knock up this busty redhead and make her realize why it's good to learn sex ed.
Main Mission: 10,000
Impregnante Irene Once:
Rewards: 50 Gacha or The choice of Irene's skills
Impregnate Irene Twice:
Rewards: ?????????
Additional Missions:
Impregnante Irene with her first ever time(Incomplete)
Reward: Rare Equipment Coupon
Get Irene to beg you to come inside her
Reward: Rare/Uncommon skill Coupon
Make Irene climax with your creampie
Reward: +5 Appearance
Bonus Missions:
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[Do you wish to accept-]
'Yes.'
"M-M-Mostly landscapes." Irene squeaked out, her mind racing with countless thoughts only for the alcohol to bolden the lewd ones.
"Come on, be more specific." Ricky chuckled lightly, slinking his right hand behind and around her small waist.
"I-I love capturing places like this, where it feels like time stands still." Irene boldly said, feeling the alcohol take over and facing him.
"I'd love to see your work sometime." Ricky's words made Irene breath hasten, losing her senses within his green eyes.
"Maybe I'll show you sometime." Irene felt a flutter in her chest at his interest within this moment.
"Hey, do you want to continue our interests in my car?" Ricky asked, testing the waters and seeing Irene slowly nod her head.
Holstering her up, Irene let Ricky sway her into the back seat of the car as their gazes were still locked within one another.
"See anything that interests you?" Ricky asked, his arm previously around Irene's waist, now sliding forward as he leaned closer to her.
Irene wanted to reply, but when Ricky placed his other hand previously caressing her thigh on her cheek, her mind went blank.
Now caressing her freckled cheek, he gently tilted her head upwards, her eyes closing instinctively as their lips met in a tender embrace.
His tongue slowly slicked around her while his arm started to hook around her shoulders until his hands snuck down and landed onto Irene's perky left breast, fondling it gently.
Irene let out small moans within their passionate embrace though before she could get a firm grip on the situation.
Gently rubbing her cheek, his hand smoothly transitioned down her body, its movement fluid and uninterrupted. It then traced up her skirt, feeling the smoothness of her shaven thigh.
His fingers traced all around, feeling the slight goosebumps until his hands arrived at her slightly wet panties.
'Wet Touch.' Ricky thought right as his finger seeped into the panties as the small wettened spot deepened intensely.
"Ha~" Irene broke her lips from Ricky's, letting out a haggard moan as her whole body started to shiver.
Ricky didn't waste a single precious second, burying his head into her neck while slowly parting her wettened panties to the side.
The tips of his fingers stroked the tightly shut line that hung between her soft pink lips, feeling the intensity of his new skill firsthand as she had become incredibly wet in the matter of seconds which usually took minutes.
Smiling widely, his eyes looked at her while he slowly inched a finger inside her as Irene immediately shivered.
Having her ripe pussy slowly pried open, Irene's mind felt hazy from the continuous jolt of pleasure felt from Ricky's touch as he was slowly starting to play with her body at his own tune.
Irene didn't even feel as if she had a say, feeling wholly consumed the second he took her into his embrace as the flow was completely in the hands of Ricky.
The swaying of Ricky's fingers were precise, her body starting to mirror the ocean as it started motioning back and forth akin to a wave under the pull that was Ricky's touch.
His fingers burrowing deeper into her tight pink folds, hints of orange public hair remaining above her clit, but that only made Ricky smile widely.
Caressing her clit with his thumb, his fingers seeped deeper into Irene's cunt as the already slimy walls were being prepared.
Pulled apart before retreating at any semblance of pain, Ricky made sure to prepare her for the coming intrusion while revealing in the cute expressions she was making.
An overwhelming feeling started to swell inside her pussy, unknowing of what this could even be she quickly grabbed Ricky's shirt with an anxious expression while tightening her thighs to seemingly stop his hand.
"I-I feel weird-"
"Shhhh, just let go." Ricky sweetly whispered, stopping Irene while laying gentle kisses on her neck and down to her collar bone.
Doing as Ricky suggested, she gave into his devilish whisper as she closed her eyes while feeling herself being lost in the sway of his touch once more.
Ricky yanked down her shirt as he started to get extremely horny at watching her have all the fun as his hand greedily cupped it.
"Ha~" Irene moaned out, feeling Ricky's movements both internally and externally get more aggressive.
"It-"
"I-"
"Ahhhh~" Irene wanted to say something until she felt that intense build up suddenly rush throughout her.
"AHHHHH!" Irene's head jerked back, legs spasming outwards which gave way to a little squirt that released from her tight lower lips.
Irene's back arched, gritting her teeth while gazing at the ceiling of the car as a small drop of drool escaped the side of her mouth.
Then she fell back, panting slightly as Irene's constant breaths made both of her tits jiggle at every pant.
Her body, the ones that weren't already exposed by Ricky due to a yellow floral dress, were slowly being undone as Ricky started taking it off while Irene hazily watched him strip her bare.
Ricky undressed himself after the fact as Irene simply sat on the seat while huffing out the occasional pants before Ricky hovered over her being.
The unbuckling of his pants rang in Irene's ear as she looked down at the sight of Ricky's thick cock being released from its bindings, taking up the majority of her attention as she locked in on it.
Ricky didn't hesitate and lined up his member as his tip was soon sandwiched between both Irene's folds as it slowly coated his tip with a welcoming gift of the remaining love juices.
Positioning himself in an ideal spot, he slinked his hands under her meaty thighs before gripping down to get a good hole as he pushed into this pure christian with the intention of completely corrupting her with the sin of lust.
Ricky didn't care for being gentle for a mere one night stand, pushing his throbbing cock deeper into her lubed pussy as he could feel her very walls being torn to accommodate his massive size.
"AHHHHHHHHHH~" Irene yelped out a pain riddled moan, feeling the pleasure mixed pain of having her cherry yanked from her with such brutality.
Stretching immensely, blood seeped from the ends of Ricky's cock as it unabashedly pushed her insides at the whims of his size, causing the crippling pain to spread throughout her body before her nervous system finally jarred awake her previously hazy mind.
Irene's hands pushed against Ricky's chest, trying to push him away but Ricky didn't care enough to even look while cocking his head up while reveling in this feeling.
Hungry for more, Ricky pushed deeper as he slammed the rest of his cock into the depths of her being while tearing apart any obstacles in the path of his desire.
*CLAP*
"I can't I-AHHHHHH!" Irene couldn't even finish her words as Ricky thrusted the rest of his yearning cock into her pussy, hsi waist hitting against her meaty thighs as it signaled the complete demolition of her purity.
*Hic*
*Hic*
Irene let out whimpering cries, her head hitting against Ricky's chest which jarred him out of his own selfishness as he had realized that he had gone too far.
However Ricky couldn't help but first gaze at the beautiful sight that never seemed to tire him as her pussy was perfectly wrapped around the edges of his inserted cock.
Irene's pussy twitched with a pain filled intensity, the remnant of her purity seeping out onto his leather seats as Ricky couldn't help but smile.
"Your okay, your okay~" Ricky cooed, pulling Irene upwards as her head then rested on his shoulder while he caressed the back of her head , only for her to unconsciously squeeze which made Ricky clench his teeth at the immensely tightening feeling wrapping around him constantly.
Ricky's cock was already twitching every now and again, but after feeling this chokehold that Irene's insides put him into, Ricky felt like he'd lose it if he stood idle for any longer.
"It really hurts~" Irene whined out, her nails digging into Ricky's back yet he didn't even flinch but started kissing her cheek.
Then his lips transferred to her forehead, before he caressed her cheek until Irene opened her teary eyes.
Glazed strawberry blond eyelashes fluttered open to see Ricky's gentle smile as her gorgeous blue eyes looked at him.
"You're so strong." Ricky assured her before giving her a light kiss.
"You're one of a kind." Ricky started complimenting her as Irene started to actually listen to his words.
"And today I'm going to make you into the woman you were always meant to be." Ricky then started trailed his kisses down back to her neck before swaying his hips backwards.
"Ha~" Irene let out a pained moan, feeling the empty feeling course through her at the disappearance of Ricky's cock in the depths of her being.
"Ah~" Only for Irene to moan out, lenching Ricky tighter as she felt his cock fill her back up in her entirety.
Her blue eyes twitching upwards, the pain slowly subsiding as she continuously huffed the scent of Ricky's being which not only flushed her cheeks, but her walls as well.
They clamped down on Ricky's intruding cock desperately, twitching intensively, Irene's pink walls sought to stop his descent, even for just a second, but all they could do was stretch at his force.
Irene felt as if she was drowning in Ricky's being, overwhelmed by his rugged persistence as all she could do was take it.
"Ha~"
*Clap*
"Ha~"
*Clap*
"Ha~"
*Clap*
Irene's moans erupted in sync with Ricky's relentless pounding, his cock slamming into her ever expanding hole as her cries grew louder and more desperate with each powerful thrust into her slick, dripping pussy.
The car was filled with the raw, carnal sounds of their bodies slamming against one another, each slap of flesh against flesh echoing with a lewd, wet intensity.
Her pussy clung tightly to his cock, the obscene squelching noises amplifying the heat of their fevered coupling.
The windows fogged up, encapsulating their fervent passion as Ricky drove deeper into her very guts, his grunts mixing with Irene's breathless moans in an unabashed symphony of raw, unrestrained lust.
Irene's back arched off the seat, her hands continuously clawing at Ricky's shoulders as he pistoned in and out of her, each thrust sending jolts of electric pleasure through her entire body.
She could feel every inch of him, stretching her walls, hitting spots that made her vision blur with ecstasy, and forcing her breath to waiver every now and again.
Her breasts swaying sloppily with each of his thrusts, nipples hard and aching for his touch as Ricky yanked and squeezed them every now and again.
"F*ck Irene, I'm almost there." Ricky gritted, letting go of her thighs to squeeze her flailing sandbags while putting his entire being into even managing to gain even a little bit further into her pussy.
Ricky's pace quickened, a fierce determination in his eyes as he watched Irene writhe beneath him which only served to turn him on even more.
"AH~"
"AH~"
"AH~"
"AH~"
Her moans became more frantic, higher-pitched, her body trembling on the edge of release.
The wet sounds of their coupling grew louder, echoing in the confined space of the car as Ricky's hands gripped her soft breasts tightly, the supple flesh squeezing between his fingers as he thrust into her with relentless intensity.
Sweat glistened on their skin, the musky scent of sex filling the air, Irene's legs unconsciously wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper.
"Oh gawd, oh gawd~" Irene murmured, finally losing herself in the pleasure as each powerful stroke pushed her closer to the brink, her cries becoming desperate pleas for more.
As Ricky's movements became erratic, the telltale signs of his impending climax, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
The sensation pushed Irene over the edge, her body tensing as waves of orgasm crashed through her, her pussy spasming around his cock in a vice-like grip.
With a final, savage thrust, Ricky buried himself to the hilt inside her. His cock pulsing as he flooded her womb with his hot, thick cum.
"AHHHHHHHH!" Irene broke away from Ricky's kiss, the sensation of his seed filling her sent Irene over the edge, her body convulsing in a mindless frenzy of pleasure.
Their combined fluids spilled out, dripping down her thighs and pooling on the car seat beneath them, leaving a sordid mess in the wake of their depraved coupling.
They stayed locked together, panting and shuddering, savoring the aftershocks of their intense coupling.
The car was filled with the scent of their spent passion, the windows still fogged from their exertions.
Ricky finally pulled back, gazing down at Irene with a satisfied smirk, her body still trembling in the aftermath of their wild encounter.
Cum seeping out of her pussy, spurting onto the leather cushions as she spasmed every now and again before he looked at the mission window.
'No, it's not enough.' Ricky slicked his hair back while wiping some of the sweat off his forehead.
'I didn't get my full dues with Dolly, so I gotta take advantage of this situation.' Ricky thought, hsi eyes gazing down at the powerless Irene, too swept up in her own organism to even see the expression on Ricky's face.
'Now I need her to beg for it.' Ricky thought, one of the main missions being still uncompleted as his cock suddenly shot straight up.
Irene had always been a good and studious girl, dedicating herself wholly to her family and to God.
But in this moment, as temptation wrapped its tendrils around her, she found herself smiling, betraying her virtuous facade as she succumbed to the devil's allure.
Lining his cock against her pussy once more, he didn't wait for it to be coated in the cum mixed pussy juice as he prepared for the second round.
"O-Oh~" Irene stammered out, feeling that empty sensation that she had been reeling in from being filled once more as Ricky cock pushed aside all her walls and arrived at the entrance of her womb once more.
Only remnants of his thick baby batter remained within her deepest part but Ricky sought to change that as he caressed her cheek.
His thumb rubbing against her lips before he stuck his thumb into her mouth and stretching it to see her slimy tongue.
"God Irene, you're a real slut." Ricky suddenly made a rather harsh remark, but before Irene could even retort or speak a single slurred words, he cocked himself back before thrusting into her with all his might.
"AH~" Irene slurred out a moan with Ricky's fingers still swirling in her mouth as his other hand started to slap her jiggling breast.
"Come on Irene, admit you're a slut for my cock and I'll tone it down." Ricky didn't care if this was horrible or a low bar move, he wanted to get this mission out of the way and get stronger while also having a little fun.
"I-"
*CLAP*
"NRGH~" Irene slurred out, Ricky sticking all of the fingers of his right hand in her mouth as he thrust out with his full force into her tight pussy.
"Huh, why aren't you saying anything?" Ricky asked, laughing as she slobbered on his fingers before he started to set a steady, relentless pace.
His cum mixed with her constant lubrication from her squirting, allowing him to pound her pussy without any restraint.
Each thrust sent wet, slop filled mush sounds throughout the car, her slick walls twitching and clinging to him with such a welcoming grip that Ricky couldn't help but feel impressed.
"Irene, just say it." Ricky laughed, pushing his fingers deeper into her mouth, feeling her tongue writhing against them as she moaned around the intrusion.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, lost in the overwhelming sensation as her pussy convulsed around his cock, milking him for every drop.
Ricky's hips snapped forward with brutal force, his cock plunging into her soaked depths over and over.
He reveled in the way her body responded, her inner walls spasming and gripping him as if trying to pull him deeper.
The wet, messy sounds only seemed to grow louder at their barbaric way of grinding their flesh against one another, her juices and his cum mixing into a sticky concoction that dripped down her thighs and pooled beneath them.
"Irene say it, say it!" Ricky finally took his slime riddled fingers out from her mouth, leaving a trail of saliva, and grabbed her hips, slamming her down onto his cock with feral intensity.
Grabbing and then pushing her legs all the way back to her shoulders while using it as leverage to get even deeper.
"I-"
"Ha~"
"I'm-"
"Ah~"
"I'm a slut~" Irene stammered out, her moans mixing with her coherent sentences as Ricky's hips slammed into her being.
The clapping of Ricky's balls slapping against her ass highlighted the rapid build up of his pace as Ricky very same balls started to swirl, ready to dump the next round of his thick cum deep into her pussy once more.
"Now where does a slut want me to cum?" Ricky grunted, pinning each of her ankles on either side of her head as it bobbed with the force of his movements.
"Inside." Irene hazily moaned out, though Ricky wouldn't be satisfied as his towering strength pummeled into her pussy as her eyes widened.
"WHERE IRENE!" Ricky yelled as Irene's head arched up as she opened her mouth.
"INSIDE MY SLUTTY PUSSY~" Irene whined out, feeling that familiar pressure building that had turned her into this hot mess before as she had completely given into Ricky's whim.
Ricky's control snapped at this moment and with a final, deep thrust, he buried himself in her, his body tensing as he emptied the entire contents that swirled within his balls into her, filling her with his essence.
Irene could only cry out, her body convulsing in ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her, her walls pulsing around him, milking him for every drop.
Ricky gave a little thrust as Irene yelped before he pulled out of her once more, a cum mixed trail drooping from the tip of his cum as he opened up the floodgates of her pussy once more.
As if a dam broke, his cum squirted out of her once more as a sense of deja vu appeared in his head but this time he stood up a little.
"Now clean up some of the mess you made." Ricky cooed to her, caressing her cheek before guiding the tip of his cock into her panting mouth.
Unprepared, Ricky's cock slipped into her extended mouth as she gagged but Ricky's hand wasn't meant to comfort her but to keep her from pulling away as he pushed it slightly into her mouth.
"Relax and untense your throat." Ricky gave advice, slipping his greased up cock deeper into her mouth.
Irene had never sucked a dick before which clearly showed as at first she tried to swirl her tongue around it only for Ricky to shake his head.
'Although disappointing, it will have to do.' Ricky thought, seeing the mission clear as he closed his eyes while pushing Irene's head deeper into his cock.
'What's crazy is that this is someone's daughter.'
*Ding*
[Mission received: Irene Jenkins]
Difficulty: Easy
Character Sheet: D
Description: Born into a well-rounded Christian family, Irene had been sheltered her entire life, never even kissing a boy. However, her countless years of diligent studying paid off when she received a full scholarship to a prestigious school. Growing up in such a closed-off household left her with troubled thoughts, longing to experience what her friends in high school desired—mainly boys and alcohol.
Objective: Knock up this busty redhead and make her realize why its good to learn sex ed.
Main Mission: 10,000 (Completed)
Impregnante Irene Once(Completed):
Choose: 50 Gacha or The choice of Irene's skills
Impregnate IreneTwice:
Rewards: ?????????
Additional Missions:
Impregnante Irene with her first ever time(Completed)
Reward: Rare Equipment Coupon
Get Irene to beg you to come inside her(Completed)
Reward: Rare/Uncommon skill Coupon
Make Irene climax with your creampie(Completed)
Reward: +5 Appearance
Bonus Missions:
Get Irene to sloppy clean your dick(Completed):
Reward IP: 5,000
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Cum inside Irene two or more times(Completed):
Reward: +2 Stamina
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"GET OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"
Author's Note: I put the images up of the woman and will make an auxiliary chapter for them later
Capítulo 23: Chapter 23: Full Blooded Gangster
*SIGH*
Ricky, who was enjoying his sloppy clean up job, saw the headlights of Albert's detective car flash onto him.
"Alright." Ricky scratched the back of his head, getting out of the car as the headlights revealed his birthday suit.
"Jiminy cricket, put on some pants Slick!" Albert covered his eyes at the unapologetic Ricky who got out of the car without putting on a single pair of pants.
"I mean, you're the one who told me to get out with my hands up." Ricky shrugged laughing at this situation unfolding before him.
"H-HEY!" Jake shouted, buckling his pants in the process as lipstick stains covered his face and neck.
"WE DIDN'T DO NOTHING WR-"
"Oh yeah, then what is that bottle right over yonder?" Albert pointed with a smirk at the bottle, Jake froze at this moment while staring at the empty champagne bottle still lying on the ground.
"Skid calm down and listen, alright?" Ricky side-eyed Jake while calling him the nickname that Lucky gave him after the getaway.
"Get that bottle and RUN!" Ricky suddenly shouted as Albert flinched and without hesitation Jake bolted over to the bottle before rushing into the nearby tree line.
"STOP!" Albert yelled, reaching for the holster at his waist though Jake didn't even flinch when swiping the bottle and rushing in the woods, already about to descend into the buckling treeline.
"DAMMIT ST-"
"What's more important, the criminal or the evidence?" Ricky suddenly spoke right as Albert was about to chase after Jake.
"You're damn lucky you know that?" Albert grunted while taking out some cuffs though stopped after realizing he was still naked.
"Got it from my pops." Ricky smirked as Albert looked away while pointing to his pants hanging out of the car.
"Put on some pants boy, unless you want to be taken to the station the same way you were born."
Ricky hastily pulled on a pair of pants, only to be immediately cuffed by Albert and shoved into the backseat of his car. Albert then slid into the driver's seat and sped away.
Moments later, Jake, Rocco, and Edward burst out of the woods, with a woman trailing closely behind.
"That f*cking pig!" Rocco sneered as he followed Jake who still had the bottle for safe keeping, running over to Ricky's car.
"We got to tell Lucky-AH!" Rocco quickly spoke out before suddenly yelling out in shock after seeing the exhausted and bare naked panting Irene.
"Irene!?" Irene's friend, who had a fun time with Rocco, yelled in worry while rushing over to her only to blush after seeing Irene's with a lusty smile.
"College is the best~" Irene slurred out before collapsing into her friend's arms as Rocco clicked his tongue.
"Lucky bastard."
Meanwhile in the back of Detective Albert's car,
Ricky chuckled at his arrest, his eyes meeting the dead-serious gaze of Albert though he couldn't take him seriously.
Despite maintaining a straight face, Ricky felt like his body was on fire after receiving '+5 Appearance.'
His physique was visibly becoming more toned, his features sharper, and his hair shinier and softer. The main pain, however, lay in his face, where the transformation was most intense.
"Aw~" Ricky let out a relieved sigh after the pain finally ceased before smiling as he admired himself in the mirror.
'Even the angels would weep tears of joy with a face like this.' Ricky internally bragged before gazing at the transparent blue screen, more specifically the coupons.
'Choose the fifty gacha coupons.'
*DING*
[Received: 50 gacha coupons.]
Ricky wasn't going to use them immediately but instead until he got one hundred since he was guaranteed at least an epic item and he wasn't that impatient.
'I wonder if I can open this rare item coupon in my inventory-'
*Ding*
[Received:
Rare: Gravity Shoes
Description: Gravity is your b*tch with these shoes, its laws don't apply to you if the soles of your feet nestle in these soles
Powers:
Customization: Can change into any shoe by simply tapping it against it.
Defy Gravity: Defy gravity]
'Cool.' Ricky thought while gazing at his shoes with intrigue though wouldn't put them on as of now since he needed to be barefoot for what was to come.
'Now the skill.'
*Ding*
[Received:
Green Thumb: Turn waste that won't decompose for more than 50 years into trees.
Effects: Works on toxic waste, plastic, rubber, and others.
'Uh, I guess it could be a cool party trick.' Ricky thought since he wasn't an ecowarrior in any sense and actually contributed to pollution as he would gladly strangle a turtle for a couple plastic straws.
"You should just release me now." Ricky suddenly spoke up though Albert only sneered while gazing at him through his car mirror.
"And how are you going to get out of this predicament now? I caught you in possession of alcohol-"
"What alcohol?" Ricky asked, tilting his head in confusion as Albert scoffed.
"Your still drunk-"
"It's not gonna stick Detective, if I can even call you that now." Ricky laughed as he provoked the only good cop standing in the way of his father.
Ricky knew all about Albert since he was the opposing faction his father had been trying to wipe out in the department; however, due to his federal ties, he always had trouble finding a good excuse to get rid of Albert, at least until now.
"Watch your words boy-"
"You know you're suspended, right? This arrest is illegal, I know my rights-"
"Citizens arrest-"
"Only applies to citizens escaping custody, detective, I know my rights my father made sure I do." Ricky laughed hysterically at this predicament as all those days of listening to Lucky yap about what to say when being pulled over finally paid off.
"And even if you try to bring this to case, whatever lawyer I hire will make a mockery of you in that court house and-"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
*TWACK*
*BAM*
It happened in an instant, Albert, trying to maintain control, gesturing for Ricky to stop talking.
Instead of complying, Ricky deliberately leaned in, his smirk widening and before Albert could react, he struck Ricky, sending him crashing into the nearby window.
The impact was jarring; Ricky's head hit the glass with a dull thud, the window rattling in its frame.
Shards of light danced across the glass, reflecting the tension in the car as Ricky's breath fogged the window slightly as he recovered, the sharp lines of his newly enhanced features catching the light as a trail of scarlet suddenly trickled down his face.
"PUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Ricky started laughing, the sound grating against the tense atmosphere.
Albert gazed back in shock, his expression quickly turning to horror as he noticed Ricky's bleeding head.
It was just a light cut on his eyebrow, but the blood trickling down made it look far more gruesome than it really was.
But despite the injury, Ricky's laughter continued, unnerving Albert even further as he gripped the steering wheel harder.
"I-I'm-"
"F*cked?" Ricky finished his taunting words, any trace of guilt vanished from Albert's eyes.
He turned around and drove straight to the police station, parking with a screech of tires.
Angrily, he yanked Ricky out of the car and shoved him forward as Ricky walked with a sense of pride, his steps unwavering.
Approaching the police station, he didn't slow down, instead kicking open the door with a defiant swagger.
"Guess who got assaulted?" Ricky hollered into the station as the entire precinct turned towards the door, instinctively putting their hands on their holster only to become gobsmacked at the sight.
"Uh oh." Even a random cop could see the oncoming hellfire about to rain down on the station and slowly started to back away towards the bathroom.
"What is that-WHAT IN THE SAMMY DARN HELL!" Chief Johnston opened his door only to let out a horrified screech at the sight of bloody Ricky.
"ALBERT!" Chief Johnston's eyes were vivid as Albert walked in behind Ricky who put his hands up.
"Chief I got him, he's drunk and-"
*SMACK*
Without hesitation, Chief Johnston smacked Detective Albert out of the very shoes he was situated in as he slid against the clean floor.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO THIS POOR BOY!" Chief Johnston screeched in surprise, and it was only when Albert's confused eyes turned to Ricky that he realized the full extent of what had happened.
Blood dripped from Ricky's face onto his bare chest, the only clothing he wore being a pair of loose-fitting trousers barely buckled on.
His feet were filthy, caked with dirt, as Albert hadn't even allowed him to put on shoes.
Ricky's overall appearance was a chaotic mess, a stark contrast to his previously confident demeanor.
The provocation during the car ride wasn't merely to entertain Albert but to distract him from realizing the full weight of his actions.
But in that moment, Albert had realized that his paranoid obsession with avenging his friend and bringing down the Luciano family had actually made him cross the line he told himself he'd never cross.
"Ricky, are ya okay?" Chief Johnston put his hand on his shoulders while looking at the wound.
"MEDIC, GET ME A F*CKING MEDIC!" Chief Johnston called out as three officers bolted to the scene while taking Ricky to receive urgent treatment.
"Don't worry Ricky, yer not in trouble but I want to make sure you're treated before sending you over to the hospital alright?" Chief Johnston brown nosed, already knowing Lucky was going to chew him out for what happened to his boy but wanted to minimize the damage as much as possible.
This incident caused the precinct to slowly turn against Albert, even his own allies looked at him in disgust.
They had supported his fight against corruption, believing him to be a good-natured cop who genuinely wanted to do the right thing.
However, after witnessing his recent actions, not even his friends could justify his behavior.
In the end, Ricky was only fifteen, and Albert's treatment of him shattered the precinct's faith in Albert's integrity.
"Chief I-"
"Badge." Chief held out his hand as Albert's eyes convulsed in grief.
"Chief-"
"BADGE, NOW!" Chief roared as Albert flinched before ducking his head in shame as he took out his badge and handed it to him.
Albert looked around before gazing back at the smirking Ricky before realizing that it was all over for him.
Albert had lost and the surrounding glares had confirmed it as he got up though suddenly bolted when Cheif Johnston pulled out some cuffs.
"ALBERT, ALBERT GET BACK HERE!" Chief Johnston tried to grab him but Albert managed to get away before hopping back into his car.
"GET HIM, I WANT HIM IN CUFFS BY THE END OF THE NIGHT!" The Chief roared orders to his officers, who immediately bolted to their patrol cars.
Albert drove like a madman, swerving into a nearby alley just seconds before police cars swarmed past.
Realizing his capture was inevitable, Albert abandoned his car and took to the streets on foot.
Eventually, after ensuring he had lost the pursuing officers, he hurried to a nearby telephone booth, frantically feeding coins into the slot.
"Come on, come on." Albert spoke as he dialed the number before the phone clicked.
"Where can I connect you too?"
"******8 ******* *****."
"One moment please."
The phone then started ringing, and Albert anxiously tapped the side of the booth, praying for the call to go through.
"Hello?" A tired voice sounded from the other end since it was around midnight.
"THOMAS IT'S ALBERT!" Albert yelled into the phone, causing Thomas to instinctively shy away as his eardrums blared from the sudden loudness.
"Will you settle down, I just woke up-"
"Thomas this isn't a game nor is this a friendly chat, I'm calling you because I know I'm gonna die." Albert bit his lip, his foot tapping incessantly on the floor of the phone booth.
"Albert what are you-"
"I messed up Thomas, I got too eager and thought I could take the Luciano family all by myself but I failed." Albert's eyes started watering after the realization set in that he wouldn't make it past sunset.
"Albert, you said that you were going to wait until I transfer to the federal office in Brooklyn!" Thomas yelled in anger as this was Albert's original backup plan.
In the past Albert, fueled by suspicion, placed a call to his old friend the notorious district attorney, Thomas E. Dewey.
Unlike many in the city, Dewey was eager to make a name for himself, using the mafia as a means to do so.
Thomas and Albert had a long history, going back to their childhoods and when Thomas learned of Albert's predicament.
He saw an opportunity to further his own ambitions by working alongside his old friend to rid the city of its evils. However, everything changed when he heard Albert's words.
"Albert listen to me very closely, get to the train station and I'll-" Thomas hurriedly got out of his bed and rushed to his closet before putting on his coat though Albert let out a sad laugh.
"I'm done for o'l buddy o'l pal." Albert let out a sarcastic laugh as the sounds of sirens were heard in the distance getting closer.
"But I got all my evidence in a storage locker, my dream is over Thomas but I know that you'll achieve it for the both of us." Albert's eyes became littered with tears as his hands started shaking, trying to keep up a strong front but failing miserably.
"Albert-"
"Brookylyn station, locker 229, the key is under a rock at the foot of the cherry tree in my backyard and you gotta believe my suscpions." Albert let out sobs as Thomas froze, knowing he was really done for.
"I know they're gonna drag my name through the mud but remember one thing." Albert spoke as he turned to see cars that didn't have any sirens on them pulling up all around him.
"I ain't someone to kill himself." Albert sniffling rang out, watching the dirty cops slowly exiting the vehicle with their pistols slowly unholstered.
*BANG*
The phone box was suddenly pierced by a bullet as Albert closed his eyes as men rushed at him before dragging him out of the phone booth.
"ALBERT!" Thomas shouted at the phone as his wife finally awoke and rubbed her eyes.
"Honey-"
"ALBERT DON'T YOU DARE GIVE UP ON ME, ALBERT!" Thomas roared in pain though the phone line was already dead.
"Honey, where are you going!" Thomas's wife shouted as he bolted out of the room and out of the house.
Meanwhile at the brooklyn police station,
Ricky was knocking back a cold one as he patiently waited for the door to be kicked open and Lucky to scream and call him an idiot, the usual thing.
*BAM*
Then, the door suddenly kicked open, and Lucky appeared, looking exhausted as if he had run there on foot.
Ricky didn't even try to explain himself; knowing he was in for a good ass whooping, then something unexpected happened.
"Thank the lord all mighty you're alright." Lucky rushed forward and took the injured Ricky into a hug as he stood speechless for a moment.
"Uh, you're my pops right?" Ricky actually asked, since Lucky hadn't hugged him since he was cradled in a blanket in his arms all those years ago.
"Shut up." Lucky pulled Ricky tighter into his chest while gripping the back of his head.
When Lucky received the call, he was initially furious, however, when he heard about Ricky's injury, all anger flooded away, replaced by a parent's worry.
Ricky might not be his biological son, but at that moment, it didn't matter since he was his son, and nothing would change what Lucky, as a father or adopted father, would do for him.
"You're alright." Lucky let out a sigh of relief though it sounded as if he was reassuring himself as Ricky patted his back.
"Yeah pops, I'm alright." Ricky chuckled as the father son moment lasted for only a couple more seconds before Lucky finally let go.
"Come on, it's time." Lucky ordered while walking out of the room as Ricky raised an eyebrow.
"Time for what?" Ricky asked as he stood up as the station provided him with a fresh pair of clothes.
"It's time for you to take your rite of passage."
In a dimly lit warehouse, Albert sat on a stool, beaten and bruised, surrounded by his own blood.
The Luciano family had been torturing him for the last four hours, and his desire to live had been overtaken by a longing for death.
As Albert squinted his eyes against the sudden brightness of all the lights being turned on at once, his vision blurred, revealing an audience.
But this was not just any audience; it was the entirety of the Luciano family, gathered to witness a spectacle that would be forever etched into their minds.
Ricky's initiation into the Luciano family.
"Here you go son." Lucky handed Ricky a golden pistol, taking it graciously in front of Albert's speechless eyes.
"R-Ricky don't-"
*TWACK*
Ricky closed the distance and pistol-whipped Albert with a brutal strike, causing blood to spray from his mouth.
*Click*
"Any last words?" Ricky asked, pressing the gun right against his temple as Albert looked up with deep regret.
In a way, Albert blamed himself for what had happened to Ricky since he had all the opportunities to 'save' him yet he failed time and time again.
"I'm sorry." Albert showed the truth in his tone while closing his eyes as Ricky chuckled.
"I'm not."
*BANG*
Ricky pulled the trigger without a hint of emotion, the hammer of his pistol thrust forward, releasing a spark that ignited the bullet within the chamber.
In an instant, the bullet shot out with incredible force, tearing through Albert's head.
The projectile tore through his flesh and bone with ruthless efficiency, exiting out the back of his skull.
A spray of blood followed, the last remnants of life clinging to Albert stolen away by the instinctual click of Ricky's gun.
A heavy silence descended upon the warehouse as the Luciano crime family, gathered as spectators, stared in shock at the scene before them.
Ricky had taken Albert's life without a second of hesitation, and the weight of that act hung heavily in the air.
"Slick!"
"Slick!"
"Slick!"
"Slick!"
"SLICK!"
"SLICK!"
"SLICK!"
"SLICK!"
Cheers of acceptance roared out, enveloping Ricky in a wave of appreciation unlike anything he had ever felt before.
He felt the change, not the change those above speak about to bait the lower masses, but real change.
Gazing at the floating system that gave him the power to do whatever he wanted, Ricky couldn't help but feel the lust of it.
In this moment, the lust for power had finally ensnared his soul, fueling a never-ending hunger within him.
For a long time, Ricky had hesitated to cross the line that held him back, but today was different.
Today, the weight of hesitation and restraint had lifted from Ricky's shoulders. The events of the day, the culmination of years of building ambition and suppressed desires, had pushed him over the edge.
Ricky had crossed a line he had never dared to approach before, and now that he had, there was no turning back.
The taste of power, the rush of adrenaline, and the newfound respect from the Luciano family fueled a fire within him, propelling him further into the depths of his own ambition.
As he reveled in the adulation, Lucky looked on proudly at the son who, just yesterday, had seemed like a mere kid scamming his men out of their belongings.
Ricky raised his hands, and the cheers elevated to new heights and with a sleazy smile, he basked in the newfound respect and admiration from the Luciano crime family.
'What a wonderful day.'
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