"Fuckin' Cyberpsychos."

V stomped through the door of her apartment muttering something under her breath about shitty assignments.

Regina had asked her to find another Cyberpsycho and it was a shitshow from start to finish. It ended with V being covered head to toe in sludge and stinking worse than a sewer and it had seriously pissed her off.

"I feel like the toilets in Afterlife."

Johnny laughed from his position on the couch. "You look like them too."

"I need a shower."

V emerged from the bathroom half an hour later, clean, and ready for bed. "I feel normal again."

"Would you answer the door like that?" Johnny asked as he admired her figure and the skin she was showing.

V threw him a smirk. She wore a thong and a top that barely covered her breasts. "Why would I deprive people of this beautiful body?"

The doorbell chimed, and Johnny threw her a smirk. "Open the door, dear."

"Fuck off." When V opened the door, a figure rushed in passed her. She pulled out a pistol that she kept hidden near the door and aimed it at the intruder. "Fuck off or I shoot."

"Don't shoot!" The intruder yanked off his glasses and baseball hat. "It's me."

"Mr Peralez?" V put her gun away and quickly shut the door. Luckily, no one was around. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry for the intrusion but I wasn't sure where to turn."

"Are you ok?" V was getting worried. Jefferson was not a man who got flustered over things.

"I think I'm being drugged." He sat down on the sofa, one foot jiggling nervously.

V sat down next to him. "Ok. Talk me through it."

"Elizabeth gives me these smoothies and they've started to taste bitter."

"Next time, can you get me a sample?"

Jefferson pulled a small vial out of his coat pocket. "Here."

"I'll take it to my Ripperdoc in the morning." V took the vial and placed in on the coffee table.

"Can I stay tonight?"

"Don't do it, V." Johnny warned.

"I can't just boot him out."

"Don't blame me when you wake up naked with him."

"Won't your wife get suspicious."

"I made an excuse she'll believe."

"Ok." V agreed. "You can have the couch. If you want a shower, there's towel in the bathroom." Just as she stood up, Jefferson grabbed her hand.

"V, I'm sorry about the other night in my car."

"It's fine. A moment of madness."

"It wasn't for me." He replied sadly.

"Mr Peralez, think about it. Would you wreck your marriage and career by fucking around with a Merc?"

"I've never met anyone that makes me feel the way you do, Vanessa." He stood up and pulled her closer. "I feel like I can trust you."

"Jefferson, what is really going on?"

"I'm scared, V."

"He aint lyin', V. He's in shit but he doesn't know why."

V could see the pain and fear in his eyes. Wrapping her arms around him, she held him tight. "I'll do what I can for you."

Jefferson knew that she meant that, and her warmth soothed his fear. "Thank you."

"Go take a shower and get comfy. I'll order in some dinner."

V watched from the bed as Jefferson tossed and turned on the couch. Even in the darkness, she could see he was getting frustrated. He was too big to get on the couch comfortably. She sighed, knowing that she would probably end having sex with him before the sun came up and a part of her didn't want to fight what they both clearly wanted. "Jefferson, get in bed."

Jefferson didn't waste any time in climbing into bed with her. He could feel her body heat radiating from her and felt so good. Now they were laying in bed facing each other and half naked. "You are very beautiful." He could see her blushing in the dim light above her head.

"Not so bad yourself, future Night City Mayor." She chuckled.

"I'm gonna need you when I'm Mayor. Someone who knows the city properly."

"You know I'm expensive, right?" She teased.

His hand reached across the small gap between them, and it came to a rest on her hip. "I would expect nothing less from the best Mercenary in Night City."

Just his touch sent tingles down to her groin. She pushed the blanket down around their feet and laid on her back. "You like?"

"You have no idea what you do to me, V." He wasted no time in catching her lips with bruising kiss. He teased her bottom lip with his tongue until she welcomed him into her mouth. He carefully slipped a hand underneath her t shirt to gently palm her breasts.

V sat up and removed her t shirt and slid her thong down her legs, throwing both in the direction of her laundry pile. "Best to get clothes out of the way now."

Jefferson laughed and removed his shorts and dumped them on the floor before turning his attention back to V. He pressed his body against hers and resumed their kissing.

They kissed and teased each other, exploring each other's bodies. "You're a really good kisser." V laughed against his mouth.

"So are you." He kissed an invisible path from her neck to the valley between her breasts. She gasped as his mouth sealed around her right nipple, his tongue teasing around the hardening peak. "You taste like fine wine." He muttered against her skin as his hand slipped down her stomach towards her groin and he groaned loudly at how wet she was already.

"I've been like that since the first meeting." She moaned as his fingers explored her slick sex. He slid a finger inside of her and she whimpered. It had been a long time since she had sex and every touch was magnified. "No more teasing, just fuck me."

Jefferson pressed his body against hers and carefully entered her. He had never felt any so perfect. Being with V felt so perfect and natural. He moved gently and slowly at first, enjoying the feel of their connection.

His lips caressed the skin of her neck as she held him close, warmed by his tender movements. No man actually had been so gentle or so attentive. Her previous lovers took what they wanted and left. "More….." She pleaded.

Jefferson increased the speed of his strokes, pushing her limits but never breaking them. He kept her on edge as he moved. "Vanessa, you don't know what you've done."

"Harder." She begged.

He complied with her demand and increased his movements, thrusting into her hard and fast. He was focused on her pleasure and determined that she cum before he did, so he held back.

It surprised V how quickly he felt her orgasm building. Normally, it took longer for her to orgasm with penetrative sex, but Jefferson had moved her close to it quickly. "Oh god." She cried out as she felt her orgasm building to its peak. "Fuck." She cried out as she threw her head back, letting the waves of intense pleasure crash over her.

Jefferson could feel her orgasm around his dick and almost made him lose his focus, but he kept going, thrusting into her desperately in search of his own release. With a few more desperate thrusts, he spilled into her as he groaned her name.

After a few moments, he slid himself out of her and flopped down onto the mattress beside her. "That was incredible."

V let out a breathy laugh. "Yes it was. It's been so long since I last had sex."

"Likewise." He stretched his arm out and she snuggled up beside him. "Sex and cuddles. I'm a lucky man."

"You might get luckier in the morning."

"Good night, V." He gently kissed her forehead and realised she had already fallen asleep.

It felt so natural to fall asleep with her in his arms. She was content to be there, and he wanted her close to him. There was no conflict in him regarding the affair they had embarked on. He needed someone to trust, and he knew he could trust V.