Due to one review I though I would continue a little with my Maya/Araym. So here you go.
Araym
He licked his lips as he watched She took off her boots, then her jacket, and then he had a knife about one inch form his eye in the wall beside him. He looked back to her to see two green eyes smiling at him his hart went week but he ignored it. He got out form his hiding place she was only wearing her green under shirt and her bottom half skirt.
He'd been with them about three days now. They were staying at his favorite prostitution spot he'd always liked getting laid here. But he couldn't even look at the hookers not with Maya around to distract him. The way her people listened to her it was like they couldn't help but trust her at lest he couldn't help but trust her.
"Now what were you doing over there Araym?" her eyes were dancing in laughter at him he felt a brief spark of anger she was in control he had always been the one to be control in the past he hadn't been in control sense he meet Maya it was almost scary... almost.
His eyes narrowed as he advanced she was forced to back up to the wall of her room. But all the time her eyes didn't show fear he leaned in "I was watching you take your clothes off then I was ether going to leave make friends with one or two of the hookers and then go back to my room or," he smashed his giant metal right arm into the wall beside her head. "Sneak up behind you then screw you until you couldn't walk..." he stopped talk and began looking into her eyes he flinched as she reached up with her hand her eyes never leaving his. She pulled his bandana down and then she could see his face a face no one but he had seen in so long. Then she knead him then the groin.
Maya
She watched as pain slid over his face and stepped out of the way as he fell to his knees. She grabbed him by the back of his red hair and pulled him along he was yelling in pain she opened the door and threw him out into the hall. She shut the door in his yelling face.
She locked the door and turned her back to it she was breathing far to hard. She had to be clam if she wasn't clam then the nightmares would come again. He had gotten to close she couldn't control him no she couldn't control herself. She took off her top half skirt and laid down on her bed and closed her eyes. She wanted him she wanted to feel she wanted to do more then just look. But she couldn't not as long as Doskeus was still alive.
It was her fault he was here she had went to get him she had brought him to the group no one was to blame but herself .She turned over on her back she couldn't get his face out of her mind he had a scar along his chin nice lips thin nose to her it was beautiful but in a deadly way. She opened her eyes to see his face! He dropped down on top of her he growled at her his arms on ether side pining her down. Then he stared talking in an icy voice to rival her own "remember I said my price was high I want you I want you bad. Perhaps more than Gemma wanted Kyra. And by him I'm going to have you."
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