Claudia held the large bowl under the faucet, filling it with collected rainwater. She placed a clean rag in the bowl to soak as she walked back to Digger. He sat on the edge of the bed with his elbows resting on his knees, his shoulders still shaking with adrenaline.
Carefully, she set the bowl on the ground between his feet and knelt in front of him. She took his left hand, holding it in hers as she began to scrub the strangers blood from his knuckles.
A feeling of tension in his chest gripped Digger as he watched her clean his knuckles, kneeling in front of him while wearing his clothes, his name broad across her chest. He smiled to himself as she dipped the rag in the bowl, the clear water suddenly blooming with pink clouds of blood mixing in it. She wrung the cloth between her hand and continued to mop his fists.
Hiding away from people had been Claudia's choice. Throughout school and adolescence she had been mock and ridiculed for her differences. It wasn't long before she dropped out and ran away. She learned quickly how to short out ATMs so they spit out hundreds of bills. Eventually she met Andrei at a small bar by chance. He was softened by her story. Having recently acquired the warehouse with no use for it, he offered it to her. His rent was pretty steep for an a dilapidated structure with no amenities but she was so eager for a roof. She was able to settle in quickly, getting what she needed through the internet. She didn't even worry about the rent after setting up an automatic payment from one Andrei's off shore account to the primary. She made it so he literally paid himself to let her live there. Once she had settled in, she was able to live comfortably with no worries. She felt she needed nothing, that is until she met Digger.
She rinsed the cloth in the bowl again, the pink tones of the water growing deeper. She stood up, standing between Digger's knees and placing her fingers under his chin. Next to his fist her hand had looked miniscule but against his face, each fingertip felt enormous. No other sensation he felt was more important than the contact of her fingers on his jaw.
He followed the light push from her hand, tilting his head up towards her. Gently she began to wipe at the wounds on his face as she conspicuously avoided his intent gaze. While he sat on the bed she stood only an inch or so taller to him, so her eyes fell just level with his. Before now he had grown used to looking downwards at her, enjoying as she would turn away and blush under his scrutiny. Now he grew to like this new view. He grinned inwardly as the blood flowed into her cheeks.
Claudia focused on cleaning his scratches, embarrassed at the the effect just his gaze had upon her. She felt tingling inside her, not dissimilar to the feel of ambient energy in her head, but this one sat low in her gut. She felt the rough calluses from his fingertips rub against the bare skin above her left knee and quickly bit her lip, fighting to keep the noise of surprise inside of her.
She blushed as he rubbed circles with his thumb on the inside of her knee while she finished cleaning his wounds. She stood for a second gathering courage to look at him. When she finally let her eyes gaze across his, her stomach flipped. His steely blue eyes were heavy lidded and a small smirk sat on his lips. Quickly he moved his thumb, slowly inching up her inner thigh.
Claudia hesitated wondering if he should stop him, but as his rough fingertips moved on to a new piece of skin she decided to throw caution to the wind.
She moved her fingers, which still rested on his jawbone, up his cheek and into his beard as she cautiously leaned forward. He felt her before she made contact as small static shocks of electricity connected with his lips, tongue, and gold tooth. As her lips came to rest on his, he groaned. The contrast between the quick burning sensation from the shocks and her soft flesh made his pants grow uncomfortable. He tugged at the inside of her knee, willing her to bend her leg onto his lap resting part of her weight on him as he moved his hand further up her thigh. She moved her hand to the back of his head scratching his the scalp under his hair as her other hand moved to rest on his chest.
Digger lost his patience when she gasped against his mouth as his hand moved. Quickly he grabbed her leg, yanking her to his left as he pushed the right side of her hip with his hand. Before Claudia understood what had happened she was laying on her back looking up at Digger as he violently pulled at the zipper to his coat she still wore. He lifted her shirt, palming her breast as he eagerly leaned forward taking her mouth with force. With one fist he held down both of her arms above her head as his other hand slowly moved down across her belly.
Claudia hiccoughed slightly as he cupped his hand between her legs. He released her arms and leaned in to bite and gnaw at her neck while letting his fingers play with her flesh. She reached up wrapping her arms over his shoulders while she let her legs fall open. With one hand she scratched at his shoulder blades and the other tugged at his blond curls.
Digger grinned to himself at the noise she made while he sunk his fingers into simultaneously moving his thumb, making circles on her bud of nerves. As he moved his hand back and forth, he curled his fingers looking for that spot. His ego swelled as her hips started to jump sporadically towards his hand and her eyes clenched shut.
He leaned forward taking her mouth but she was far too distracted to kiss him back. The pressure in her stomach was unbearable as it grew. She knew he could make it end and unconsciously jerked into his grip seeking release.
Finally with his careful ministrations, he hit the spot inside of her and she came undone. White flashed before her eyes as her knees jerked together involuntarily as she heard a loud crash, all the tension inside her escaped, and she saw black.
She laid there inhaling deeply as the last few pangs of joy shuddered through her. She blinked a few times before realizing the darkness was not just her vision.
"Digger?" She asked sitting up, reaching forward. Her hand hit his bare chest -when had he taken his shirt off?- She felt a low rumbling in him as he burst out laughing.
"You blew the fucking light out," he said between gasps of breath as he sat back on his heals.
"Shut up," she shot at him, slapping his chest. She sent a pulse from her mind to the light as she had a hundred times before, but she felt the energy fizzle out as it reached the end of the wire. The bulb really was blown. She sent a pulse to the TV and the screen clicked on to the plain blue screen, illuminating the pair.
Digger sat back on his heels between her legs staring intently at her, bathed in blue light. He flexed his hands, both of which had been on her when she sent out the large shock. He was trying to bring the feeling back to his fingertips.
"Are you ok?" She asked hesitantly looking had his wild expression.
"I'm fucking fantastic," He chuckled leaning in towards Claudia, willing her to fall backwards to the mattress, "I can't wait to feel that on me cock," He stated, as he dove forward taking her lips while undoing his belt buckle.
eee! i hope you enjoy this i, uh really enjoyed writing it (ahem).
While writhing this i listen to $o$ by Die Antwoord and then Swoon by the Chemical Brothers
please tell me if you like it! and thank you to everyone who's left comments so far!
