you were working the night shift. it was unusual for you, you usually worked early mornings or the afternoon, but you were never in the prison after lights out
you didn’t have much to do but sit, listen to the quiet of the dorm you were in (considering you in a minimum security prison, so there weren’t really any cells. think orange is the new black)
for a while it’s nice to have time to yourself, but by 2 am you’re feeling tired and lazy, until you start to hear some whimpers and moans
your hearts beating quickly, you’re here on your own. you didn’t think about the dangers of what could happen if someone was fighting, or if someone were hurt. what if you were to be hurt? how would you defend yourself?
you took a deep breath and walked as quietly as you could toward the sound, slowly realizing that the sounds were coming from sonny’s bunk. as you walked nearer, you noticed he was alone, and these moans were rooted in pleasure, and not pain
you blushed at the sight of a sweaty sonny, hand wrapped around his dick and stroking himself slowly, raising up and then dropping back down quickly.
you could feel the tingle in your panties, you had to bite your lip to keep yourself from whimpering
your whole world came crashing down when you heard him moan your first name, his hand speeding up around him, the sound of his hand smacking down onto his navel, the slick, wet sounds ringing in your ears
it took everything in you not to approach him and straddle him right that moment, press a hand over his mouth and ride him into oblivion
you were pulled out of your fantasy as he let out a last, loud moan of your name, white ropes of cum spreading across his chest as his hips thrust up into your hand and convulsed wildly
it takes so much not to whine and to return to your cube before he sees you
SVU addict 