Dun dun dun…after reading the reviews and spending an entire century wondering how I've finally managed to write another chapter for this. It took a whole fucking age to write so I'm gonna go sleep now. Read and enjoy. Ta ya'll.
Disclaimer: won't be writing fan fiction if I owned it.
It'd been a rough day. Hell it'd been a rough couple of days. Not exactly a week but long enough to get even the great Two Hands desperately hoping for a break in the action. So when she got a chance she took it and made a bee line straight to the nearest bar. However with the recent gunfights that had nothing to do with her, the Yellow Flag was once again nothing more than a smoking pile of rubble. Bao of course still blamed her for even thinking about the building that once stood. He believed she was bad juju. But for now this shitty little bar would have to do. It had a jukebox and decent booze so at least that was a plus.
However there was no decent company. Dutch was at the boat checking her over for damages, Benny had decided to sleep for the next few days straight and Rock…well he'd just said he had some business to take care of. Of course he didn't tell her what it was; he was way too tight lipped about his personal activities. Revy just liked to believe her little boy had grown up. It did annoy her a bit though. Not much anymore but a little. What was it about waiting too long? Yeah she lost interest after a while. Maybe it was one of those new things are attractive shit theory. She shook her head to get rid of the thoughts. Booze, solitude and crappy music could do that to you. You begin to reflect and remember and end up with these weird inner monologues. And arguments, yes weird arguments between those mini versions of yourself that sit on your shoulders and keep at it till the devil you pokes the angel you with its tiny trident of evilness and then the angel you squeals and bursts into tiny rose petals.
She pushed away the glass; it was messing with her head.
She set her elbows on the tacky red bar top and cradled her head, feeling the dull throbbing from when she'd taken a rifle butt to the back of the head. It wasn't enough to knock her out as the sad excuse of a mercenary later found out but a blow to the head still hurt like hell. She heard the door creaking open and then swinging back close, the hinges making an awful squeaking that did no good for her oncoming migraine. Heavy footsteps on the cheap wooden floor stopped halfway in from the doorway before moving towards her general direction. She peered up at the wall behind the bar, forgetting for a moment that she wasn't in the Flag and that the wall was just an old style dark wood cabinet instead of the mirror Bao had put up.
The footsteps stopped next to her, the stool was pulled back and a figure clad in all black sat down next to her. Revy rolled her eyes at the hooded jacket and motioned for the bartender to get another bottle of rum for herself and the person beside her.
"Way to be inconspicuous dumbass." She was glad for the company not that the glasses bitch needed to know that. "What's with the getup?"
"I don't have a lot of fans around here." The Latina said and took a sip of the chilled rum. The cold liquid running down her throat helped a little against the sweltering heat of the city. "You seem happy to see me." she teased the redhead.
"Don't flatter yourself. I just prefer not to drink alone." Taking a sip from her glass she turned to look at her crossing one leg over the other and putting an elbow on the bar to prop up her head. "What are you doing here?"
"I had some business." She answered with a nonchalant wave of her hand. Revy cackled
"How many died?"
Roberta snorted at the assumption. "No one died, what do you take me for? A psychopath?" Revy raised a brow and shot her a look.
"What?" Roberta barked at the accusation. "Just had to settle a transaction for the Lovelace family."
"Ah ever the servant." Revy slammed her glass down on the counter and tossed some cash on the table.
"That's not enough bitch." The bartender moaned at her and she reached for her guns, promptly shutting him up.
"I'm going back to my place. You coming? I got a better stash than this shit." Revy ignored the Thai man swearing at her and looked to the Bloodhound for a reply. Roberta sighed and got up stretching her legs a bit "lead the way."
Revy pushed open the door to her apartment and stepped into the dark room before switching on the lights and tossed her guns onto a crate in the corner. Roberta followed suit and did the same albeit with a lot more grace. Pulling off the black hooded top she sighed in relief. It had been excruciatingly hot in the city and the double layers didn't help in the slightest. She looked around the well lit room as Revy kicked off her boots and poured them both a drink. It was extremely tidy compared to the last time she'd been here. The bed was pushed a little away from the wall and the air conditioner was working for once. She moved towards the bed and sat down next to the redhead. Taking the glass offered to her she moved into a far more comfortable position with her back against the metal headrest. That was new.
"Your bed is different." She looked at the redhead curiously who shrugged and guzzled down the alcohol directly from a bottle.
"Yeah. Broke the last one."
"How do you break a bed?"
"It was old as hell. Had some termite problem."
"Nice. Blame it on the bugs." Roberta rolled her eyes at that.
"I'm serious. There was a bug problem." She snorted and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to the Latina who refused. "What? You don't smoke?"
"I never felt the need for it." Roberta said, making the redhead snort in amusement.
"So you go ahead and get high on all that shit but you don't smoke?" Revy couldn't help but laugh at the logic behind that. "That's a little dumb don't you think?"
"At least I don't go around dressed like a hooker." She retorted and Revy's brows knit together in annoyance.
"Hah! You're one to talk. That maid get up sure as hell does it for some of those twisted fucks out there bitch." Revy cawed poking her index finger at her shoulder. Hard.
"At least I've got the sense to hide who I really am. And I will never be caught dead in those strips of cloth you call clothes."
"At least I have better taste in guns." Revy said.
"Correct me if I'm mistaken but I believe it was you who wanted my shotgun for Christmas." Roberta smirked at the redhead.
"Tss. Sistema pistols are almost solid crap, though that throne is reserved for Noricos. And I wasn't serious damn it! How the hell am I supposed to do all of my jumping and combat rolls and shit with a shotgun slung on my back, huh?" Revy took another swig and was almost disappointed to see her bottle empty.
"I'm pretty sure my shotgun caused me no trouble with combat." Roberta narrowed her eyes at Revy. "Or maybe I'm just better than you."
"Don't make me laugh." Revy snarled
"Are you scared of a repeat of what happened last time?"
"You mean when I knocked you out?" Revy snarled back."In your dreams bitch."
"I'm not scared of you." Revy grinned at her, "We have a saying here in Roanapur. 'Anyone who lives here is already dead', once you catch a bullet you just get buried, that's all. Hence why we call it the 'City of the Walking Dead'. Once we arrive here, we'll die here, sooner or later. I just decided I'm gonna take as many of those fuckers with me as I can." She said as she reached for another bottle. Roberta shook her head at the redhead. Not wanting to indulge in philosophical arguments she went for the next best thing.
Or rather the next thing that she could think of.
"Why don't you drink from a glass? Is it too much to hope for some class from you?"
"You want class? Go give Dutch a visit." Revy said taking a swig from the new bottle. "All you get from me is company and booze."
The tall brunette sighed and emptied her glass before standing up straight and heading towards the bathroom when Revy piped up, "The plumbing's not working. You'll need to use the one in the hall."
"Where is it?"
"Third door to the right." Revy stretched out her legs "I think someone got shot in there last night so it might stink a bit." Roberta wrinkled her nose
"That's disgusting."
"No babe, that's Roanapur." Revy gave her a cheeky smile along with a shooing motion.
"What…are you doing?" to say Roberta was surprised to find the room in a mess was an understatement. She'd been gone to the bathroom, which was in fact stinking, for less than five minutes and the redhead's apartment looked as though it had had its own mini tornado.
The bed had been pulled further away from the wall and the clothes had been tossed out of the wardrobe carelessly. The bottles and glasses lay discarded in one corner and the drawers were emptied in heaps on the ground. She saw Revy hunched on the other side of the bed looking for something."
"I repeat. What are you doing?" she asked slowly and the redhead popped up and over the bed. She bounced lightly on her feet, her hands behind her back and gave her a disturbingly charming smile.
"Just looking for something." She said and almost skipped up to her and gripped her collar in both hands pulling her down for a kiss. Stunned the taller woman just stood there for a moment, surprised at the sudden change in the others demeanor before reciprocating the action. She buried a hand in the red hair and reached for her waist with the other but Revy grabbed her wrist and pulled it up to her neck.
Roberta deepened the kiss and Revy purred back in approval pulling her closer to the bed without breaking the kiss. Her hands left her collar moving up her neck and into her hair and she pushed herself up on her toes. Roberta broke the kiss as they reached the bed and pushed the redhead hard enough to make her fall flat on it, her legs dangling off the edge. Revy was flushed and breathing hard, her chest rising and falling with every breath as she scowled at Roberta.
"Well, this looks promising." Roberta grinned and put a knee on the bed between her legs and a hand on her hips holding her down. But Revy pushed her back and slipped out from under her, a cheeky grin on her face she pushed herself away from her and towards the head board.
"Not so fast bitch." she grinned as Roberta followed her up on hands and knees. Roberta smirked wider when Revy's back hit the headboard and she had nowhere left to escape. Leaning in closer she put both her hands on the metal bars on either side of Revy's head and ghosted her lips over hers before running her tongue over her ear. Pulling the earlobe between her teeth she sucked on it lightly before biting down hard enough to make the shorter woman gasp. The Latina grinned and whispered harshly into her ear.
"You're such a dyke, Two Hands."
"You're the one who started it." The redhead grunted in response. Wrapping her legs around Roberta's waist Revy put a hand on her arm and flipped them over to reverse their position. She'd manage to catch her off guard and Roberta let out a surprised squeak as her head hit the not so soft pillow.
"What the fuck?" Roberta growled at the redhead who now sat straddling her hips with both her hands on her shoulders, pushing her down. With a shit eating grin on her face as she leaned down and ran her tongue over her throat, sucking hard enough to leave a mark, making Roberta groan despite herself. Leaning up to meet her eyes, Revy winked at her before kissing her hard, pushing her tongue past her lips and running it over the roof of her mouth.
'Fuck it' Roberta thought and kissed back equally hard, their tongues fighting for dominance. She felt Revy run her fingers up her shoulders and scratch their way down to her wrists before intertwining with her own and pushing them up over their heads. She felt the something coil low in her belly when Revy pressed her body into her, grinding her hips against hers in a slow circular motion and gasped when she bit down on her lower lip hard enough to make it bleed. A soft moan escaped her lips when she felt the redhead press a feathery kiss against her throat, her lips surprisingly soft against the heated skin.
CLICK.
Roberta's eyes shattered open and she tugged at her wrists. Shit. She strained her neck to look up at her wrists now cuffed to the barred headboard, the metal warm against her wrists. She felt rather than saw Revy's victorious smirk before looking down at her accusingly.
"You tricked me you fucking bitch." She said as she gave her wrists another tug.
"Payback." Revy sang and pulled her hair out of its ponytail. "You thought I'd forgive you for leaving me like that?" Roberta couldn't help but grin at the memory.
"I've been meaning to ask, how'd you get down?" Revy's smirk disappeared at that replaced by an annoyed scowl.
"I don't wanna talk about it." She said and shook her head at the memory before smirking down at the brunette at her mercy. "I don't wanna talk at all." She gripped the hem of her tank top pulling it over her head and tossing it aside revealing a deep violet lacy brassier. Roberta noticed for the first time that the tribal tattoo extended to the swell of her breast.
"I never pegged you for someone who would wear lacy lingerie Two Hands."Roberta said.
"Hmm and here I thought you wanted some class." Revy teased standing over her. She unhooked the web belt and dropped her shorts with a flick of her hips revealing another deep violet garment and looked back at the brunette with a sly smile. "And call me Miss Rebecca."
"Hmm you know that's not gonna happen right?" Roberta laughed and Revy nodded as she kneeled back down and slipped her fingers under her shirt, pushing it up as she caressed the warm flesh of her stomach. Gripping her side with one hand while the other caressed her toned stomach she clawed her way down her waist to her hip making the brunette gasp and arch under her. Roberta could see Revy was pleased with herself, the shit eating grin plastered on her face was proof enough. Revy was right. The last time this happened she'd been the one to initiate it, Revy had been at her mercy, she would have argued that she's been a bit drunk and maybe a little frustrated. She'd needed the release and this time the tables were turned. She was the one at her mercy. Yes it was only fair, yes it wasn't half bad, hell she could say it was actually pretty good but she didn't need the cocky woman getting any funny ideas. And from her current situation it was clear that she already had some.
"Meh, it wouldn't suit you anyway." Revy shrugged and pushed the shirt all the way up her chest bunching it under her arms. She leaned down once again planting a kiss on her lips before making her way down her throat to her left breast, running her tongue over the nub she nipped at the swell of her breast, her hands caressed the Latina's stomach. With one hand she unzipped her pants and ripped off the belt, she felt Roberta lift her hips a little to aid in pushing them down her legs. She ran her calloused fingers over her panty clad crotch before pushing them down as well. With the other she grasped the other breast, teasing it, while she continued to nip at the other.
Roberta groaned at a particularly hard bite and pushed against the redhead's hand every time it ran over her crotch. But she never lingered long enough to satisfy. She shut her eyes and pressed harder against the redhead, craving more than what was being given. She gritted her teeth and snarled at her.
"Come on already." She heard Revy giggle at her desperation and growled low.
"C'mon Rosarita." Revy purred at her, "patience is a virtue." She pushed away a little and gripped the brunette's shirt with both her hands pushing it over her head up to her wrists. Revy leaned down kissing her again before making her way down her neck and chest to her navel flicking at it lightly with her tongue before moving further down to the juncture of her thighs. Looking up at the brunette she saw her looking back at her expectantly. Grinning she pushed her pants further down her legs and nuzzled her crotch before teasing her nub with light flicks.
Roberta bucked under her touch and gasped tugging at the cuffs; with each flick of Revy's tongue she felt the tension coil tighter in her gut. How long had it been again? She couldn't remember, didn't care either. She raised her knees and pushed her heels into the mattress forcing her hips against the redhead's face who pulled back just enough each time.
"Fucking tease." She pushed out through gritted teeth. And regretted it immediately as Revy pulled back and cocked her head to the side, seeming rather pleased with her self. It was such an innocent expression and yet Roberta wanted to strangle her right then, as well as fuck her senseless. Neither could be done with her hands tied though.
"I thought you had no need for filthy language." Revy continued and leaned over her with a hand at the side of her head, the other tracing its way down her well built body to where she desperately wanted it. She nuzzled Roberta's neck, teasing the entrance with her finger tips and grinned at the gasp when she pressed down on her clit. She was damn proud at the moment. She had the freaking bloodhound at her mercy. And damn it all if she didn't pay it all back. With interest. Tired of teasing she slipped two fingers into her, thoroughly enjoying the way the woman moaned and arched against her.
"Oh fuck." Roberta gasped and arched her back straining against her bonds, her eyes screwed shut she bucked in time with Revy's thrusting fingers. Revy increased the pace and she leaned up towards her, capturing the redhead's lips with her own in a sloppy kiss. She felt her moan into the kiss, noticed her breathing matched her own; shallow and rapid.
Breaking the kiss Revy pressed her face into the crook of her neck, her breath hot against Roberta's skin. She pressed herself against the woman beneath her and slipped her free hand under the soft fabric of her underwear to work on her own release. She pushed her fingers past her nub and straight into her soaking warmth with the palm of her hand pressed against her nub and ground her hips against Roberta. She moaned when she felt Roberta bite her ear and felt her release draw near. It was a fact, Revy got off on power trips. And this was one hell of a power trip.
Roberta hooked a leg around Revy's and pressed against her hand as she came tantalizingly close to the edge. Another thrust that hit a certain sweet spot and she was done for. Her breath hitched and she arched right of the bed. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream. Revy didn't quite stop her ministrations though and she jerked with each movement biting down on the redheads shoulder. She felt the redhead shudder as she too reached her release with a breathy curse.
Revy pulled back a little and landed on her back next to Roberta. Taking a moment to catch her breath she turned to the brunette and grinned.
"Well that was better than I expected." Roberta scoffed at that.
"And what exactly were you expecting?" Revy shrugged and leaned over to kiss her. Roberta kissed back and deepened the kiss running one hand through the red hair. Revy's eyes snapped open and she pulled away.
CLICK.
"What the fuck? You picked the cuffs you bitch!" she glared at Roberta as she tried to pull at her cuffed wrist while Roberta gripped her other hand forcing it up against the headboard as well, a few minutes of tugging and pushing followed where Roberta laughed and Revy swore.
CLICK.
"Hah! Take that, Four Eyes!" Revy cackled and flung a hairpin to the other side of the room. She pulled away from the headboard and felt a tug against her wrist as cold metal pressed against her skin and realization hit her. "Aww fuck."
"Well… you're an idiot." Roberta said nonchalantly tugging at her own cuffed hand.
"How is this my fault? You picked 'em before, pick 'em again." Revy bristled, annoyed.
"I would except you threw away my pin after you cuffed me just now." Roberta glared at her. "Smart move by the way."
"We could shoot the cuffs." Revy looked around for her guns and groaned when she saw them in the other corner.
"Where are the keys?"
"I didn't want you getting to them." Revy replied morosely. Roberta looked around and sighed heavily.
"I blame you for this."
"Just shut up. Okay?"
So…that's it. I'm not too proud of this one. Anyway read and review.