This was written some time ago, but it needed a lot of "editing" and improving. But I finally found time to sit down and get the first chapter of this story into shape for you guys.
I am trying to improve my style, make it more descriptive and overall better. You might notice segments with such characteristics in some parts (the ones I edited).
Info on the characters will be given at the end of the chapter.
Also, SMUT WARNING!
I hope you enjoy!
Xee knocked onto the white door.
D-Structs opened not a moment later, "What do you want? And how did you go by the security?"
"Your "security" took a nap," she grinned, touching a mid-sized bat on her belt.
D-Structs raised an eyebrow, slightly impressed, he cautiously placed his hand on the gun Xee couldn't see yet.
"You took down the guard. Since when are you so foolish?" he rubbed his chin as he looked at her.
"I had no idea you knew me that well. But I did that so he can't... disturb," she smiled as she explained.
"Disturb what?" he tilted his head, slightly confused.
"It's about time you asked," she stepped in, forcing him to back away so she could close the door, leaning on them. D-Structs's eyes narrowed, his hand was still placed on his weapon.
"I was a bit bored actually. That. Is why I'm here," she unhooked her jacket, showing off the pretty provocative clothing under it. He froze for a second. She caught him glancing over the gauzy material that covered her now expressed breasts. She wrapped her hands around his neck, leaning back as she pushed the lower half of her body against his.
"Let's make this mistake, D-Structs," she hissed challengingly. The way she said this really got to him.
He still hesitated, but she could sense his lust. Xee brought her face into his, pushing the rest of her body in him. "Show me the way to the bedroom," she smiled as she lifted her knee between his legs, creating pressure.
"Mn. I think I'll take this away first," he whispered as he pulled a bat away from her, and threw it on the floor.
"An, in that case..." she placed her hand on his wrist, his hand still stood close to the gun he had until she took it away from him. She pressed her lips on his. Soon, they were biting each other furiously with their lips. And just when they seemed close enough to get it on right there in the hallway, D-Structs started pulling her towards the bedroom. Their lips hardly parting on the way there.
When they finally reached the big bed in D-Structs's bedroom, he tried to lay her on it, but Xee switched positions in the last moment, pushing him on the berth instead. She leaned in to take off his shirt. There wasn't much on her that he had to take off. Her outfit was already quite suitable. She climbed on him, leaving his pants on just as an opportunity to tease. Xee kissed her way down his chest. She left her hand between his legs, periodically squeezing the growing bulge that's formed. He closed his eyes, smiling. Xee then slipped off the bed, finally getting his pants off, she placed her hand on his cock, stroking it.
He hummed in approval, smirking down at her.
She glanced up, his hands were still beside him so, she decided to complain, "Mind doing something?"
He was a bit surprised by her question, but he charmingly whispered his reply to her, "What would you want me to do?"
"I am not a piece for everyone, you know?" she started. Her fingers were running circles around his erection.
"Really?" he raised an eyebrow, impersonating disbelief.
She playfully glared at him, "Really. I'm very unique. You should feel privileged," Xee proudly grinned. Her hand was meanwhile, still teasing him, making D-Structs almost unable to listen to her or hear anything she just said.
He sat up, crushing his lips into hers, he tangled one hand in her hair, and placed another one on her tit, squeezing it. Xee moaned in approval before she lowered herself again, pressing her lips on his length. She used her hands to guide him to lie back. D-Structs's fists clenched around the blanket beneath him. He softly squealed with pleasure, periodically moving her hair out of her face. Xee's tongue played with the head of his member. He gave a quiet yelp, feeling he was close. His leg rapidly twitched in approval of the statement. She grinned, satisfied with his reaction and amused by the look on his face, Xee picked up the pace, sucking even harder. She continued, determined to push him over the edge. Soon, he came violently in her mouth. Before he knew it, she was on top of him again, the cum that she licked off him was still in the corners of her mouth. She wasted no time in slipping his length in her already wet insides. She rocked her hips for a minute before she slowly started impaling herself with his cock. D-Structs kept still, allowing all this since he still needed time to wear off his climax.
"Mn, just keep it up," Xee whispered, obviously referring to his erected member.
I couldn't get it down if I wanted to… D-Structs thought, licking his lips while his eyes feasted on the sight before him.
She leaned in, kissing his neck. Her hands traced the lines along his waist. D-Structs took her hand and he sat up, pulling her with him. He locked his hands around her waist and slowly lifted her a little bit, before lowering her back on his cock. She let out a moan as he repeated this a couple of times. Then he let go and lied back again, expectedly looking at her. She smirked, giving a nod in response. Lifting herself up, Xee began riding him. And it wasn't long before she was mercilessly impaling herself with his length. They moaned in complete sync. He watched, licking his lips at the sight, he moved a hand over to one of her breasts, squeezing and pinching them. She smiled down at him. It didn't take her long to come. She thought he'd come again too, but she wasn't sure.
She panted. Lowering herself, Xee kissed his neck and let her hand caress his abs. He smiled and lazily reached towards the nightstand, taking a pack of cigarettes from it. Xee playfully smirked as she pulled one out of the pack. He gave her a look, seemingly not agreeing to that.
"Oh, come on. Sharing is caring," she grinned, obviously amused by his expression.
D-Structs snorted on this as he lighted the cigarette in his mouth, she leaned closer to him, staring at him pleadingly. In the end, he just rolled his eyes and tossed her the lighter.
Then they both idled, their heads resting on soft pillows, Xee pulled a blanket over herself and decided to put it over him as well.
"Well. What are yours going to say about this?" she hesitantly looked over at him.
D-Structs closed his eyes, gasping in irritation. A cloud of smoke came out of his mouth. He'd tried so hard to avoid thinking about what will D-Stroy say about this because surely, he will find out. He knew everything, absolutely everything. It drove D-Structs crazy most of the time. Sure, he has to be cautious, but is all he does really his brother's business? It is, according to D-Stroy anyway... Especially these things.
"If I thought about that every time I wanted to do something, I'd never do anything," he'd made a fine attempt at forcing his jaw' muscles into a sarcastic smile although the final expression turned out looking like anything but the desired one.
"Hmm, true," she gave a silent nod, ignoring the undefined emotion in his voice.
"What about you?" he resumed the conversation after a couple of minutes, returning the question she'd previously asked him.
Xee's mouth formed a light smile and she quietly chuckled, "What about me? I can do whatever I want, remember?"
"Huh, lucky..." D-Structs scoffed, avoiding to look at her.
"Well, hopefully, D-Stroy realizes you've finally grown... In every way," she smiled. Her hand disappeared under the blanket, stopping on his cock.
"Huh, actually, I hope D-Stroy never sees... that," he finally managed to pull off a smile.
Xee chuckled in response. Pulling a cigarette out of her mouth, she stubbed it out before she climbed on top of him again, "Not what I meant," she laid a couple of kisses on his neck and chest. "Or do you happen to fantasize about that so, you had to assure me?" she joked, having a hard time trying not to burst out laughing while saying this.
"Careful, you're going to make me puke," he rolled his eyes. She couldn't help but grin on his words. Xee carefully pulled a cigarette out of his mouth and stubbed it out against the nightstand. D-Structs suspiciously raised an eyebrow.
"I am, really?" she pulled on the most seductive snicker she's had in her arsenal.
She crawled forward until her breasts were literally in his face. She moved, her hand going through his messy black hair, messing it up even more. He licked and kissed her breasts, unable to resist, he even sucked on one a couple of times. She then backed up, allowing herself to press her lips on his again. Her tongue slipped in his mouth, meeting his.
When Xee broke the kiss, they were both panting. She could feel he got a boner again. She keenly licked her teeth, "Want to go again? I am sure it won't make a difference to your bro-boss," devilish smile appeared on her face while her fingers traced the lines on his chest.
"I'll agree if you shut up about him already. He's already way too much included in my sexual life," he admonished her, weighed glare obvious on his face.
Her eyes slightly widened on his claim, "Jeez... Not a word, promise".
"That's not what I asked for," his serious look melted away as the words rolled off his tongue, making a place for a suggestive grin that now shone on his face, forged with lust.
Xee caught his meaning quite nicely, "Huh. Oh, don't worry, I will moan... Loud," she pulled off a look similar to his. Her words came out sounding like keen hisses of a serpent looking down at its prey.
D-Structs felt a quick shudder crossed his body on her whisper, she keenly smiled back, "Yes, let's go again..."
*Morning*
When D-Structs woke up, Xee was gone. Which didn't bother him at all, she is hot, she offered it, it wouldn't be his first one-night stand anyway. He was still tired, well, his body was tired. Last night wasn't exactly a usual ride, and three rounds is a lot. He lazily reached for a pack of cigarettes, hoping there was at least one left after last night. But he sensed some paper instead of it, he grabbed that, spotting words on it:
"We could do that again sometime" 😉
He smiled, Alright, maybe it wasn't just one night... he thought, letting a satisfied and pound grin escape him.
It wasn't long before a violent sound of his doorbell dragged him out of bed. He was still naked, and there was no way he'd consider changing that now, so he simply grabbed a robe as he passed by the bedroom's door. He opened the door, his eyes widening but instantly narrowing.
"Hi, Kid. A little birdie told us you had an interesting party last night," a sentence was spat out through smug and perverted smile that never failed to disgust D-Structs, no matter how many times he'd seen it.
"Fuck off, Splitter, this is serious," Blayde said as she stepped in, slamming the door shut behind them.
Paying little to no attention to her colleague's unpleased expression, she turned to D-Structs. The fury was almost seeping from her eyes and anger and frustration he could see in chick's eyes could easily be described as steamy, given how unstable they made her seem, "What the hell were you thinking!"
D-Structs stayed silent, giving her a simple, weighed glare.
"Probably about the round parts of her," Splitter answered her question with a witty chuckle, slamming his fists to his hips.
Blayde turned to him, threateningly yet slowly colliding the tips of her thumb and index finger, "I am this close to pasting this in your talky throat," she was gesturing at a knife she had on her belt. Splitter nervously swallowed, giving a wordless promise to keep quiet via a couple of obedient nods.
"And you..." her attention was switched back to D-Structs through a spiteful hiss. In the next moment, Blayde violently pushed him in the wall, getting a surprised grunt out of him.
"I am actually surprised that you are even more stupid than D-Stroy said you are. Well, not surprised, more impressed," she was spitting out some saliva each time she'd say a word.
"Then maybe you and your sugar daddy D-Stroy don't know me as well as you think," D-Structs snapped back at her, managing to move his head just enough to make eye contact with her.
Blayde relentlessly reached for her gun, placing it to his neck, just under his head. Although, she hadn't managed to make him look away, or change expression he's had on. He hadn't as much as blinked for that matter.
"Could you repeat that for me. It makes for lovely last words," she snarled in his ear, still forcing the weapon into the lower side of his head.
"Blayde, we're not here to do that," Splitter reached to place a hand on her shoulder but managed to remind himself how bad of a move that would be just in time.
Her eyes went wide for a fraction of a moment due to a realization Splitter had forced on her, "Oh, that's right". She swiftly retrieved her gun back to its place on her belt before she violently pushed D-Structs down the hallway, "Move it!"
When she forced him into the living room, Splitter took over, "Enough games, Kid. Do you have any idea what you've done?"
"I like it more when you say it," D-Structs impudently smirked. Whether they were rightfully this mad or not, he was determined to fuck around with them like this as long and as much as possible.
"How could you screw a fucking neutral!" Blayde finally screamed what they both seemed to have tried to avoid saying. Despite all the sharp and strong emotions that flowed through her and boiled her blood right now, she somehow managed to spot D-Structs's gun sitting on a short wooden stand behind her.
"And even unarmed?! You could've just put on a sign "Kill me in my sleep", it certainly would fit in the tone".
"I can't see how is this any of your business," D-Structs looked away, ignorantly whispering this sentence. Even he wasn't entirely certain whether he wanted them to hear the comment or not.
"You idiot! She's dangerous! And not only for you. I assure you D-Stroy couldn't care less whether one of your stands decides to slice your throat or not!" Blayde clenched her fists and slammed one of them into the table.
D-Structs furrowed his eyebrows, heavily swallowing the pained grimace he'd almost made and pulling on a half neutral and half disgusted kind of expression instead.
"Nice to know," he managed to spat out the reply almost carelessly.
"She's a danger to all of us, every single Black Claw, even D-Stroy!" Blayde screamed again. She was beginning to get tired of this. This had actually started to feel like explaining to a kid what it had done wrong.
"As you said, she is a neutral, she doesn't work for Orange Cranes. How is she a threat?" this time, D-Structs looked at her, even daring to inject some spite into his reply.
Blayde looked like she was about to blow due to obvious frustration overload. But lucky for them all, Splitter jumped in before she could open her mouth to start pouring her boiling anger on them both, "Tell me, Kid, what do you think is a neutral?"
"A person at no one's side," D-Structs got a feeling he might've sounded a bit too confident in his words.
"WRONG! It's just a not-yet signed up member!" Blayde yelled again before Splitter could even open his mouth. She had her arms crossed on her chest. It seemed she was able to tell that in any other position, there'd be a risk of her reaching for some kind of weapon as soon as she got frustrated enough.
"And your place is loaded with our stuff... If you dig deep enough," Splitter nodded in agreement, moving a couple of books to reveal a control panel with a few colorful buttons on it.
"A lot of material to get her signed up," Blayde explained, momentarily focusing on Splitter and on what he was doing.
After she made sure Splitter pressed the right buttons, she turned to D-Structs again, "Out of all girls that have no idea we even exist, you picked the one that could destroy us!" she snapped at him, hesitantly unclenching her fists. The next thing D-Structs knew was her hand slamming him across the face. After he opened his eyes again, he was greeted with seemingly even more frustrated look on Blayde's face. He wanted to return the glare, but he'd started to become aware of the severity of the situation so, in the end, he lowered his head and locked his gaze to the floor kind of shamefully.
"Everything's still here, no maps stolen or anything. But I can't guarantee she didn't take a picture. We'll have to call Goldie later to check this," Splitter informed them, thoroughly going through all the drawers once again.
Blayde pinched the bridge of her nose in irritation. Shaking her head, she turned to D-Structs and grabbed his hand. "Come," she pulled him in a guest room that was next door. D-Structs threw himself in a chair as soon as they entered, he finally knew he did mess up, and pretty greatly this time.
"You know. I'm used to men who think only with their dicks, but you're starting to cross the limits," she raised her hand to her chin, giving him something like a disguised glare.
D-Structs sighed, decided to ignore her statement, he asked, "Does he-".
"Of course D-Stroy knows. Who do you think told us?" Blayde snapped at him, knowing what was he about to ask and thus refusing to let him even finish the question.
"Shit," he commented under his breath, turning his head away from her.
Blayde couldn't help but smirk at the expression he was vainly trying to hide from her. She wanted to sting him further with her venomous words. And she had ways to do that.
"He'll be here soon," she added, her face shining with self-satisfaction while the words she said somehow sounded completely monotone and neutral.
"With a bit of luck, D-Stroy will finally decide to kill me this time," D-Structs bit his lower lip and rolled his eyes.
"Hey, don't be like that," Blayde pulled him up, he even saw something that was supposed to be a smile on her face.
But her expression changed from 'sort of comforting' to her usual spiteful glare in a matter of seconds, "He surely isn't the only one who gets to punish you," as soon as she finished the sentence, she rammed his knee in between his legs.
D-Structs yelped loudly. Clenching his teeth to complete the pained grimace on his face, he barely spoke, "Ah. Holy shit! What the fuck, Blayde!"
She pulled on a satisfied grin, finally moving her hands off his shoulders, "I did tell you not to sleep with other girls, didn't I?"
"And I told you uh that we are not dating. Nnh," he groaned, unable to keep the glare on.
"I never said that," she ignorantly shrugged, stubbornly crossing her arms on her chest.
"I can't believe I dated a bitch like you," he gave her a disgusted look.
Blayde furrowed her eyebrows while she searched for a proper comeback. Her expression once again changed to a venomous smile, indicating she came up with something, "Watch what you're saying, I might hit you again".
D-Structs backed away a bit, just in case, "Just-just leave me alone. If you want to get laid so desperately go after Splitter, he'd like you".
"I can confirm that," they heard Splitter's voice from the other room.
They were both taken aback by the sudden interruption although they seemed to have pulled it together rather quickly.
"Get back to work!" they shouted in one voice.
"Fine, fine…" they heard an irritated comment from Splitter before silence took place again.
"Well, where were we?" Blayde turned to D-Structs again after a minute. But he didn't seem too invested in talking to her.
She clucked her tongue in disapproval. She didn't want this to go down like this. She had to find some way to interest him again…
Her gaze stopped at him when D-Structs's leg suddenly went into spasm. His eyebrows were furrowed and she could read him all too well. It, at last, gave her an idea…
"Mm, maybe I could make up for what I did, hmm?" the tone of her voice changed, and instead of angry hisses of a serpent, she made it sound more like a purr of a kitten.
It'd definitely catch his attention if nothing else. She thought, proud of her plan.
Unfortunately for Blayde though, D-Structs too had managed to read her faked behavior.
"No, thank you," he mockingly snorted, indicating he knew exactly what she was trying to achieve.
Her eyes went wide with realization. She definitely didn't expect him to not be absolutely oblivious to her intentions. Although sneaky as she was, it took her less than a second to pull on her confident, sneaky smile and try again. "Oh, come onn. There must be a reason you were with me. And I'll find it," she sat next to him, pulling his face so, she could make eye contact.
D-Structs's eyebrows furrowed with irritation and frustration, "Let me make it easy for you, you looked good, and I was an idiot. It took me a month to realize you're insane. The end," he hissed, wanting every word to sting her just in case she actually cared.
"Even bigger idiot than you are now?" she grinned, ignoring most of his statement and focusing solely on her mocking response.
D-Structs let out a low growl, "Get. Out," he told her through a contained whispered.
"Ugh, fine," she clucked her tongue again, unwillingly walking out.
As soon as she slammed the door shut, he threw himself back on the bed. His fists were clenched, sitting close to his crotch, his eyes stood closed. Eyebrows still furrowed, supporting a painful expression; it still hurt, still very much. "Damn you, Blayde" he whispered through gritted teeth.
"She's a dangerous chick, isn't she?" D-Structs's eyes widened when he heard a voice. He jumped up in a blink of an eye, regaining serious expression right away. He saw Splitter, leaning on a doorframe. His arms here crossed on his chest and he was obviously grinning, fairly amused by the sight. Although, D-Structs would lie if he said he didn't notice a bit of sympathy that was given away by Splitter's awkwardly clenched teeth.
"Nah, I'd rather go with mad. What do you want?" D-Structs defensively crossed his fingers, intently looking at Splitter in hopes of making him forget the sight he'd walked up to.
Splitter softly scoffed after realizing what D-Structs was trying to do. "D-Stroy will be here soon, you better get dressed. And... I'll bring you some ice," he explained why he was there. Splitter then turned on his heel and walked out.
"Thank you…" D-Structs muttered after Splitter left, purposely waiting so long just to be sure the other guy couldn't hear these words of gratitude.
NOTE: Don't take this story too seriously! I don't know how life in a clan or in a gang exactly works so, I ask you not to get triggered or anything if I write something ridiculously wrong. I chose this setting for the story because it seemed okay and it mirrors the original show well in my opinion. Of course, I'll be doing my best to keep things realistic, but I can't promise I won't fail at that sometime. After all, this is my first fic about humans… ^^;
Also, this story will be fairly smutty. :DD
I hope you enjoyed.
Let me know what you think about this concept and the story itself. :)