A/N This is a rewrite of my other story, The Private Life of Saints. I saw no way to continue the story as it was so I rewrote it. Most things will be the same, but several events will be changed from both Saints Row 2 and my other story. This chapter will be written in both first person and third person. It will be in both Raider and Shaundi's perspective to avoid confusion, Shaundi's perspective is typed in bold, while Raider's will be italics.
Disclaimer: The Saints Row Franchise and all associated media belongs to Volition and Deep Silver, formerly THQ. I own nothing aside from my OC's.
The harsh smell of EverClear and blunts filled the main room of the Saints Hideout, the lights were dimmed and the only source of illumination that the area had came from the occasional beam of fire from a lighter as one of the Saints lit up. Let me in by Hot Hot Heat played from the large silver speakers situated behind the bar, Pierce had stolen them not long before because of how he felt about the decorations of the nearly unfurnished living room, 'This room is a shithole and needs more style'. Raider, the leader, or 'Boss', as he was more commonly referred to as, sat on one of the dirty mismatched couches in the center of the room. He had a shot of the powerful EverClear in his left hand, and a lit blunt in his right. He'd been alternating between drinking and smoking for half an hour, and was finding it harder to focus on much else. He did remember that something bad had happened to him earlier, or he'd received terrible news. Either way, it hadn't been difficult for Gat to convince him to party.
Everyone was incapacitated, aside from Raider and Shaundi. Gat was passed out on the grimy glass coffee table in the middle of the couch and love-seat. He'd gotten to nearly three shots of the liquor before he'd laid down and the coffee table and fallen asleep. 'Maybe he died, he looks kind of... well, dead.', thought Raider to himself, scooting forward a little bit to see if Gat was breathing. It looked like he was, but Pierce, he suddenly wasn't so sure about. The African mad laid on the floor beside the coffee table, absolutely still.
He probably wouldn't have moved had he not been lying in front of the love-seat where Shaundi just so happened to be sitting. She, not realizing that the lieutenant was on the stained carpet under her feet, started stomping her tennis shoe clad feet to the beat of Let me in, and just so happened to stomp of Pierce. His face, precisely. Pierce by pure luck, moved out of the way while remaining unconscious. Raider laughed, he sounded like he was in a tunnel, and he wondered why. He tried to sort through the mess that was his though processes until her heard a god awful sound coming from the bathroom to the right of the mini bar to the far left of the room. He realized that the only person missing was Carlos, so it must be him that was already hungover. ''Fuck, maybe we shouldn't have let him drink this shit. The kid can't handle beer.' Raider thought to himself, becoming more coherent with the realization.
But Raider blissfully relapsed into a state of not knowing shit as he finished off his shot of EverClear. He noticed Shaundi staring at the avenging angel statue on the base of the tall metal staircase behind the couch that he was sitting on. The angel statue was in disrepair, but it was obvious that it had once been beautiful, and could be again. Shaundi smiled when she caught her boss staring at her, and winked seductively at him. He was surprised when he felt himself smile too. She got off of the couch and stepped over Pierce, nearly tripping over his extremities. Carefully Shaundi worked her way over to the couch that Raider was on and sat down beside him. She smelled like booze and smoke and something else, was that rose petals? He didn't have time to ponder the answer to that question before Shaundi leaned towards and whispered in his ear. For some odd reason, her whispering in his ear made him remember how he'd felt about her the first time that he'd met her, when he'd taken her stunt jumping for her recruitment. He hadn't known why, but he'd felt instantly drawn to Shaundi.
He didn't know if it was her charisma, or her body, or what. But he had been attracted to Shaundi since the moment that he had met her. He had just never tried to get with her because he didn't want to be a victim of her many breakups. She dropped "boyfriends" quicker than a sumo wrestler would knock out a light weight boxer. But he was drunk, she was drunk, and it was perfect. He could have his fantasy of having sex with his lieutenant realized, without the commitment. Hell, neither of them would remember it in the morning. Fuck and go policy, something that they both evidently believed in. Shaundi could obviously see the wheels turning in Raider's head. She smiled wider and reached towards him, placing her fingers on his jaw. She traced her fingers down his front and landed just above his gold belt buckle. She looked calm, but her hazel eyes betrayed her. She felt the need to wait for permission because of his status as her boss. The girl was surprisingly smart, even when completely fucked up.
"Shaundi, do you really want to, I mean-" Shaundi cut Raider off with a finger over his lips. She traced them with her finger nail and smiled.
"Boss, I want to. That really shouldn't surprise you." She put her hand back on his belt buckle and unfastened it,then quickly moved on to unzipping the fly of his black dress pants. A bulge formed in them and she realized what that meant. "Someone's ready for a little fun.", she added leaning towards him and laying her head on his shoulder.
"Shaundi", he began, trying to ignore the discomfort that she had caused him, "my name's Raider. You can call me that."' Shaundi's hazel eyes were wide, but she said nothing, only nodded.
Raider's perspective
I didn't know where to go from there. I'd kept my name a secret from my gang for a reason, but I don't remember why. And now he we were, me and Shaundi just about to cross into the point of no return. I'd always had some type of feelings for Shaundi, ever since the day that we stunt jumped in the trailer park. I'd never been able to figure out whether or not I like her body, or how she acts. For sure, she had a great figure, but she was also funny, sarcastic, tactical, and well, she was smart. She looked at me, and I knew that we were grasping at straws. Both of us wanted to have sex, but neither one of us was willing to break the ice and dive into the uncharted territory. If she won't do it, it'll have to be me.
Shaundi's perspective
I could see the gears turning in the Boss, I mean Raider's eyes. He clearly wanted to have sex, but he seemed to be afraid. Honestly, so was I. But why? It was sex, I had sex all the time. Why the fuck did it feel different with him. I know he's my boss and all, but that didn't stop me from screwing Jacob Wright when I worked for him at Freckle Bitches. But still, Raider, he was different. I didn't want to hurt him, and I was afraid that a one-night stand would end badly and cost me my position as a lieutenant. But he should have known that with how many guys that I fuck, that loving me is a dangerous thing to want. I realized that I'd drifted off into my own world, and Raider was watching me. As soon as he saw that he had my attention again, he didn't hesitate, he just leaned down and planted his lips on mine. I let myself go in his kiss.
Shaundi and Raider kissed passionately for several seconds, Shaundi traced her tongue across Raider's bottom lip and he moaned. She moved her mouth down to the right side of his neck and kissed him, she glanced back up at him and noticed him smiling at her, his pearly white teeth shone in the dim lighting. He reached towards and did something that she never thought that he would do. He reached for the hem of her tank top and pulled it up over her head. She was now wearing a purple fleur-de-lis bra and her purple skinny jeans. She realized that they were playing a game, and it was her turn. She went for his black trench coat, and pulled it off of him. She smiled and hitched it towards the still unconscious Pierce. The coat hit him and spread out over him like a blanket. Shaundi and Raider smiled at each other until she decided to cheat. Shaundi slowly unbuttoned Raider's black dress shirt and traced her fingers down his chest. He moaned and picked her up, sitting her in his lap. Shaundi finished removing his shirt and leaned backwards off of Raider's lap and placed the used shirt across Gat's back.
He stirred slightly, but didn't awaken. Raider grabbed Shaundi and stood up, holding her in his arms. She laid her head on his shoulder as he carried her up the metal stairs. She hoped that the loud reverberation of Raider's footsteps wouldn't wake up the rest of the gang. Raider passed the avenging angel statue and Shaundi could have sworn that the beautiful mouth of the stone figure curved into a happy grin. But it was probably just a trick of the light. Shaundi lifted her head up and grabbed Raider's head, forcing it down to her level. She kissed him again, and bit his lip he traced his tongue around the inside of her mouth and she knotted her hands into his short black hair. He paused and pushed her slammed her into the wall to the left of him. The already damaged floral wallpaper peeled off as Shaundi and Raider rubbed against it, locked in the heat of their lust.
Raider reached around Shaundi's thin back and found the clasp of her bra. He unfastened it and threw it on the hardwood floor. Shaundi slipped out of his arms and onto the floor. She reached for his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and went for her pants, he unbuckled her chain belt then helped her step out of her skinny jeans after he pulled them down. He picked her back up and carried her into his room at the end of the hallway at the top of the stairs. He pushed the rickety white door open and stepped inside. Raider carried Shaundi over to the bed and threw her down on it. The bed was new, he'd gotten it after seeing the roaches nesting in his old one. The blue sheets ruffled as Shaundi moved over them, she placed one of the fluffy white pillows behind her head and waited. Raider knelt down in front of her and grabbed her lacy purple and black thong between his teeth. He pulled it down and threw it in the floor and marveled at Shaundi's beauty. 'Damn, her body is even better than I thought that it would be.', Raider thought to himself, feeling very impressed with Shaundi's appearance. He got on top of her with his boxers still on just before he realized that he wasn't wearing a condom.
"Shit, I ain't got protection on." He said, sliding off of Shaundi. She rolled her eyes and waited for him to return. Raider walked over to his dresser and opened the bottom drawer. The old and partially broken oak dresser creaked as the drawer was opened and the box of cheap condoms was removed. Raider didn't think to check how old they were, because he really wasn't thinking too much about anything. He went back over to Shaundi who sat up and pulled down his blue and black striped boxers before she slid the condom over him. She laid back down and he got on top of her. They kissed for a few seconds before he thrust inside of her and their worlds entered a state of passionate bliss.
A/N Sorry for the dirty scene, but it had to be done.