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Victor's P.O.V

I told her everything. About my past, my brother, my association with Stryker, the crimes I committed, my inentions with her. It took Sarah some time to get used to the fact that she was travelling around with a brutal killer.

But as months passed, the rift between us began to fade and we became closer than ever. She seemed to take on her position and understand it for what it was.

I found myself in a weird position with her though. Not like things were awkward or something like that

But I was used to resistance and reluctance, Sarah seemed to take everything quite well. That was what made me suspicious.

It was late at night and we had crashed yet another hotel room. Sarah just got out of the bathroom, her hair was wet from the shower she just took.

"Ay, Red." She turned to me while she was wringing her hair from the water. Red was something I had grown to call her, due to her dark red hair.

There were some other names that I called her, but I'll save those for my mind. Where they belonged.

"Hm?" The towel she had was now around her shoulders, her eyes curious at the question I was about to ask.

"Why 'er ya' actin' so . . . normal?" I asked, the question wasn't the way I wanted it to come out. But it did.

Sarah laughed. "What on Earth are 'ya talkin' 'bout?" she asked, running a comb through her hair.

"I mean, I told ya' all the things I did, and ya' jus' act like I'm . . . normal. I even tell ya' the reason I wanted ya' . . . ya' don't even act off'nded."

Sarah sighed. "I was at first. But then I got t' thinkin'. I unduhstood where ya' heart was, ya' wanted a companion. It made sense, 'n I was flattered that ya' picked me."

I stared at her face, even searched the aura she was giving off for a lie. Either she was a really good liar, or she was being honest.

Hopefully the second one was right. I stood up and walked over to the other side of the room, where she was standing.

I put both of my hands on the wall behind her, trapping her between my arms. I slowly leaned down and placed my lips on hers. I could feel her tense up, which made me want to pull away.

But it was when I felt her arms around my neck was when I smirked into the kiss. My tongue prodded at her lips, feeling accomplished when they opened.

The kiss started out as slow as my tongue explored the caverns of her mouth and fought for dominance, easily winning. But then I found myself picking her up by her backside, wrapping her legs around my waist.

I separated from her and found my lips on her neck. I bit, sucked, kissed, anything that was physically possible to do with my lips.

I chuckled at the yelps, whimpers, and moans that escaped her lips. That was also the main thing that drove me mad.

I tossed her onto the bed and pounced on top of her, grinning wildly. Her cheeks were wild red as I went back to what I was doing.

I could feel those little of fingers of hers run through my hair. I ended that, pinning her arms down to the bed.

That didn't last long either. My hands travelled down her frame, taking in the curves and contours of her body.

But just as my hands landed on her hips, there was a loud banging at the door. "Shit!" I cursed, falling over. Sarah jumped up and shot off the bed, putting on her jacket and boots hurriedly.

I grabbed her as she was putting on her second boot and threw her over my shoulder as I always did. Then I leaped out of the window before anyone could barge into the room and catch us.

The motorcycle sat in the parking lot, practically waiting to make a quick getaway. I got on and put Sarah in my lap.

I was off in a matter of seconds. What a buzz kill . . . everything was about to go just as I wanted it. But no, damn management had to get in the way.

I looked up at Sarah, who was staring out at the open road. There seemed to be no sign of emotion of thought, until I saw the light pink that colored her cheeks.

I smirked, knowing this chapter wasn't quite over.

Sarah's P.O.V

I got off of Victor's bike when we found a clearing in the forest he had driven into. I automatically began searching for wood or timber that some other campers might have left.

I found a reasonable pile and rubbed two pieces of wood together with inhuman speed. Before I knew it, a flame sparked.

I smiled victoriously and sat down, allowing my thoughts to flow freely. Five months have passed since Victor found me.

My gifts have advanced since then as I practiced with them more and more. It was amazing how I could do these things.

But I was no expert. I was definitely skilled with necessary but meager tasks such as chopping a piece of wood with my bare hand. But not much more than that.

I was nothing like this advanced mutant called "Gambit" that Victor said my gift resembles to.

I looked over at Victor and blushed suddenly, remembering what occurred previously. I wasn't sure how it happened though.

All I could remember was the feeling of his hands and the uncontrollable feelings of lust that dominated me.

Something that had never happened before. All my life I was the 'good girl', I was practically Mother Theresa, which led to my first romantic downfall.

But this was different, this was a burning, confusing sensation I never felt before. It was animalistic and it lured me to Victor.

I quickly looked away, not wanting him to catch me staring at him. The night was almost wordless but was filled with wayward glances and sighs.

I wanted to pounce on him and continue with what went on earlier. But I was too shy, too afraid. How would he react?

Maybe I should just forget all of this and move on. Yeah, act like it never happened. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

This was all a dream. A very, very good dream.

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Hey, you guys! Sorry this chapter is kind of short but I have writer's block and I'm trying to update you guys as much as I can. Please post some ideas and cure me! Lol. Thank you all for your support!