October 31st2011

"Second favorite holiday and I'm stuck in the god damn desert, again" I sighed plopping down onto the couch between Tig and Tanto. "Hey don't worry about it, you only got 20 days left in this hell hole." Tig grinned tossing an arm around my shoulders and squeezing. I laughed bitterly "What didn't ya hear the news?" I asked softly watching them both shake their heads no before I answered "My stay got extended until after the New Year, ya'll are stuck with me for at least two more months." I pouted getting back to my feet "Seriously?" Boon questioned walking in the room "Yeah, I better get some bomb ass Christmas presents. All I'm saying" I smirked slapping his shoulder as I walked out into the evening breeze my hands stuffed deep in my pockets as I walked. "Hey, you ran away before we could talk" Tanto's voice called as his feet slapped the dirt until he wrapped his arms around me, his speed propelling us forward with giggles. "What would you like to talk about" I asked moving so I could wrap my arm around his hips as we walked. "Well I remembered that you said you loved Halloween and I got you a costume." He grinned brightly making me groan "Let me guess, a costume just for your eyes" I teased blushing slightly when he smirked and sent me a wink "Tanto, you have like the smallest room in the joint." I laughed "That's why I tossed it in your room while you were working out this morning" he grinned darting away from my slapping hands. "So beautiful, what do you say" he murmured stepping in front of me and wrapping his arms around my hips. "What do I say about what" I teased dancing away from him "What do you say about grabbing a bottle or two from the fridge, and heading to your room" he paused catching me again "It's been a real long time since either of us have bumped uglies with anyone back home" he continued slowly "I don't have anybody waiting for me, what about you" he asked softly "Tanto, I've been away from home for over 3 years. No one waits that long" I shrugged "So come on Spit Fire, lets head back to your room" he purred pressing our bodies together "Bump some uglies" I suggested softly already leading him back to the building. Pausing at the fridge to grab a couple bottles of beer for each of us before lacing our fingers together and dragging him past the guys to my room. "Bumping uglies" Rone stated, the last thing I heard before Tanto shut the door.

"You sure about this?" Tanto asked sweetly expertly popping the caps off two of the bottles and handing one to me. "Would I have let you in here if I wasn't?" I questioned back quickly and easily putting the few guns on the bed back together before sitting down on the edge. "Kinda what I like to hear" he smirked pulling a duffle bag out from under my bed. "How many other times have you snuck stuff into my room?" I asked curiously, not mad, just curious. "Only one other time, those flowers when you first got here" he murmured pulling black cloth out of the bag "That was you?" I asked quietly, smiling brightly as I remembered the beautiful flowers "It meant a lot Tanto" I smiled sitting up to hug him, my arms wrapping around his waist and my face pressing into his stomach. "I'll turn around" he smirked passing me the fabric before moving away so I could change. Grinning slightly I quickly pulled the cheerleading costume onto my body before clearing the bed of everything but a sheet. Walking over to Tanto I slid my hands up the front of his shirt tossing it to the side after it cleared his head, pressing my torso to his back as my hands worked at the belt to his shorts. He toed off his own shoes and socks leaving him in a pair of tight black compression shorts and his dog tags. With a whistle he spun me around, a giggle leaving my lips as he openly appreciated my tan and toned body, the abundance of scars, bruises and scrapes not bothering him in the least. "God dammit you are so fucking beautiful" he murmured leaning down to press his lips to the bare skin of my neck. "Shut up" I blushed tugging lightly at his hair "Beautiful" he mumbled again adding teeth to the mix until I was panting lightly underneath him.