(NSFW)

You were walking down the road late at night almost time for city curfew.

He grunted as he pushed you roughly against a wall, the street lamp being on of the only things lighting the scenery at this late time of night “Don’t resist sweetheart.” he says gruffly

he starts patting you down looking for weapons, but the moment he hears a little whimper a spark lights, his hands slow but are still rough, groping and rubbing your thighs and sides, sliding his hands to your chest