Brooklyn's Heart
"Goods and Bads"
CH 6
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Kayla got back to the lodge around one that night. She was walking down the street, bout a block away from the lodge house, recalling on the earlier events. She could still fell the sensational feeling lingering on her warm lips. Still fell the smooth hands on her body. Out of all, the thoughts made her giddy, happy with pleasure.
Spot was planning on escorting her back but she had said no, saying he should start going back to Brooklyn. It then took 10 minutes saying "goodbye" before they actually parted.
Kloppman had set a curfew, which was at 11 pm, so she would have to go up to the fire escape without getting caught. Kayla slowly slid the window up, trying not to make it creak and softly landed on the bed. She closed the window and turned around and gasped.
Kid blink was sitting on the bed with his hands folded on his chest.
"Um, Blink, Hi! I was- I was just going for a walk." Kayla stuttered, motioning her thumb back to the window. His annoyed stare didn't falter.
"Sure ya were, Duchess. Now where were ya?"
"I told ya. I was- I was-" she tried again, but lowered her head in defeat.
"Come on tell me. Ya know ya can."
He was right at that point. Ever since Kayla came to the lodge house, Kid Blink had appeared at her door. They had stayed up long hours the past couple of days, talking, getting closer, sort of like a brother sister type relation. She knew she could trust him with anything, no idea why, but she could. But tonight, she was late for their talks and knew if she told, her "new brother" might be just a tad mad.
Kayla slowly looked up and saw sympathy on his face. "I would, but I can't."
He snorted and said, "Sure. Were you out with Spot again?"
She blushed and quickly looked away. Damn it. Kayla thought. She already blew it. Blink laughed and said, "I knew it! You gotta a thing for Spot Conlon."
He then began chanting some rhymes, and was quickly stopped. For Kayla launched herself at him, covering his mouth listening to see if anyone heard.
"Shhh ... don't! We are gonna keeps it a secret till we tell everyone. So, don't tell anyone either!" Kayla whispered through clenched teeth. With his mouthed still covered, he held his hands up in surrendering manner. Kayla slowly let go of him and laid down on the bed. She let out a tired sigh and laid her arm over her eyes.
Blink laughed and said, "So, are ya gonna tell me abouts it? Or what?" He leaned down on his arm and played with the blanket he was laying on, purposely acting like a little star-struck school goil.
"You promise you won't tell anyone?" Kayla said without moving at all from her position.
He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Yes, yes, of course. Now get on with the story." Kayla let out another sigh but this time it was an annoyed one.
"Alright, alright. Turns out Spot Conlon isn't as shallow as I thought he was." She said, now with more enthusiasm as she sat up, looking like the little schoolgirl. "Well, we went to this theater and he had this romantics dinner for me with roses, chocolates and food. Ahh, he was so sweet. And then- um." She waved her hands in front of her, trying to find the right words but instead blushed a deep scarlet and flopped back to the bed.
Blink laughed, and said "Oh, so he kissed ya?" At her enthusiastic nod he continued, "Eww. And you let him?" Acting as if it was the most mortifying thing done in the world.
Kayla lifted her head from the bed and glared at him. "One more comment out of ya and I'm going to do something your going to regret."
"What, hit me? You know I can best you in fighting."
"We'll just have to wait and see."
Blink put a serious look on his face and asked, "So, why you guys keeping it's a secret?"
Kayla stopped glaring and looked puzzled. "Um. I don't know. Spot said to keep it's a secret and I say whatever you say is what I say."
"Oh so now your doin what Spot tells ya to do?" Blink said while playfully hitting Kayla on the shoulder.
Kayla shook out of her dazed look and glared at him. "No. I never do what someones says, not even Spot Conlon."
"Except when ya like what he's askin for." Blink said winking at her. Kayla growled, walking out of the room. Most of the newsboys were asleep but some were up talking, and they waved to Kayla. She waved back while walking into the bathrooms and then changed.
Kid Blink was leaning against her door waiting for her. "So now you're his "new" goil, huh?"
Kayla stopped where she was, in front of him and put her hands on her hips. She had heard the tone of his voice when he said "new" and knew what he was implying. She lifted her chin up and said, "I am, and I'm gonna be for awhile. He's different now."
"Now yer defendin' Brooklyn, while a minute ya ago ya-"
"Ahh, shut-up. He's mine now, so that means I can say, or do whatever I want to him."
"Yea, try telling him that."
"Whatsever." Kayla shoved past him.
Blink stopped her and grabbed one of her hands in the two of his. He looked at her gravely like he knew something bad she didn't. "Now listen to me now, Duchess. I know ya thinks Spot is different with ya, but still watch out. I've seen him with more goils in the last month than ya can be in one year. No matter what, Spot will always be the same. Just be careful, ya hear? I don't want you to be hurt."
Kayla smiled at him and patted his cheek. "Thanks Blink, but don't worry. I'll be ok. G'dnight." With that she shut her door and went to sleep, dreaming of a certain blond temper.
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Spot woke up refreshed and happy. He got out of his bed, dressing in his usual red & white plaid shirt, rolling up the sleeves to his elbows, showing well-defined muscles. Then added to the outfit were matching red suspenders and black pants. He grabbed his prized cane, sticking his snipe shooter in his back pocket. He combed through his hair, whistling his favorite tune, then snuggly fitting his black hat on his head.
He walked out his room, calling out greetings to the other Brooklyn Newsies. He bought his usual 100 papes and began selling them on his own.
They planned they would meet up later. Anyways, the Leader from the Bronx wanted a "chat" with Spot. He wanted to get his sellin' over with, and then go surprise Duchess.
He found a mother and a young son walking down the street and smiled. He'd sell his papes fast enough. I'd better, he thought smirking, if I want to see my goil.
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Kayla had finished selling her papes and waved goodbye to Race. Kid Blink was going to catch up later with her once he was done, for it turned out his goil was in the Brooklyn area. She wanted to surprise Spot, by showing up before he did.
The streets of Brooklyn were a little baffling to her but she knew most of her way by now. She was looking at a store window to the side of herself when she rammed into a person. They both fell backwards, taking a moment to realize what happened. Kayla opened her mouth to say sorry, when she heard a high pitch yell.
"What do the hell ya think you're doin? Watch it!"
Kayla sharply looked up and glared at the girl. She seemed to be around 17. She had short brown hair with enviously brown eyes and her nose was spotted with a couple freckles. She had tanned skin, seemed to be very athletic, in other words very pretty.
But you could also tell she was very stubborn.
"What?!" Kayla yelled, jumping up, "Watch where I'm going? Follow your own advice!" Like she said, she wasn't told be anyone, especially a prideful girl.
The brunette looked like she was about to pounce on her. She was wearing clothes like Kayla, old raggedy ones. If looks could kill, Kayla thought.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who you're talkin to?" Her hands were clenched in fists on her sides and her eyes were wide and blazed. Kayla glared right back.
"A girl who's gonna get her ass kicked?"
The Brunette jumped on Kayla. They toppled to the ground rolling around for a while, arms swinging and feet kicking. A shrill "You just scratched- Bitch!" and a "Did ya just slap- That's it! You're dead!" was heard evenly through out the streets.
Thank goodness a couple Brooklyn newsies were walking by and saw it. They ran over and pulled the girls away from each other. The girls yelled more insults to each other, trying to get away from their captors and pounce.
One of the newsies recognized the Brunette. "Meow!! What the hell you think you're doin? Fightn' another girl like that?"
Meow didn't look away from Kayla, just swung her hair over her shoulder. "Hey. She's the one who started it."
Kayla tried to make a grab for her but was pulled back. "How old are we now?" Kayla said in her usual sarcastic tone. "Ahh, look, she started it," mocking the brunette, her voice imitating a little girls.
"Why you little -" Meow whispered making a jab at her but was also pulled back.
Kayla was annoyed of this. "Let me go," she said violently to her captors. "I'm not gonna do's anything." She ripped her hands out of their grasps and shook herself off. She rubbed her lip and came away with blood. She looked up sharply at Meow, who was smirking. Meow herself, had some injuries. Her left cheek was already swelling including the blackish color.
Kayla growled, then launched herself at Meow.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Everyone stopped. They all knew that voice, even Kayla. The circle of newsboys moved to the side letting someone walk into the center of them. He glared around at them all. But before he could say anything. Meow punched Kayla in the eye and she toppled to the ground.
Spot Conlon was about to say something when he realized who was on the ground. His face instantly lost its mask and was replaced with concern.
"Pretty face?" He helped her up and held her closely. He had one arm around her waist while the other was on her cheek. "Pretty face, are you alright?" He whispered softly. Kayla nodded and looked over to Meow, who happened to have a confused face, as well as the others did.
"Yes, until she came along." She said through clenched teeth. Spot looked over at whom she was talking about. He let go of Kayla slowly, gradually putting the pieces together in his head and stood in front of them with his hands on his hips. He glared at both of them and said, "What happened?"
Both spoke at the same time, each blaming each other. Spot lifted up his hands, "Hold it, holds it!" He looked over at the boy closest and asked, "What happened to these two?"
A blond boy answered, "Well, we was walking down the street when we saw two girls fightin' and we broke em' up and realized one of them was Meow."
Both girls then added in their perspectives at the same time. Spot let out an annoyed sigh and they both stopped. They looked at him nervously.
Spot stared at Meow for a while then switched his eyes over to Kayla, deciding now was the best time to get introductions done. "Pretty face, I'd like you to meet Meow, my second in command." Kayla freely gaped. She looked over at Meow who was looking pretty pleased with herself and growled. "Meow, I'd like ya ta meet Duchess. My new goil."
Instantly the smirk was wiped off.
Now Kayla was looking happy. She sarcastically added, "Hiya, nice to meet ya." And also muttered "Bitch." Meow heard it and immediately moved forward but was abruptly blocked by Spot. He looked about ready to hit someone.
"Meow. She is my goil. You apologize now." Meow looked down and mumbled, "Sorry Duchess." Spot looked over at Kayla with the same look and nodded his head towards Meow. Kayla sighed, obeying the look in his eyes, "I'm sorry."
Spot looked at both at them and said, "There. I don't know what's the problem between you two, but it ends here. I never want to hear you two goils fighting again." Both girls had their head hung and muttered at the same time, "Alright."
Spot smiled and turned to Kayla. He slung his arm around her neck, steering her away from everyone else. They began walk down to the docks. Everyone was still selling papers, so most likely it would be deserted now. They didn't say a word to each other, not until they were alone, away from everybody.
"Sorry about that-"
They had begun walking down the pier, close to the edge of the water when Spot had grabbed her and kissed her. Kayla smiled within in the kiss, realizing they'd save talk for later.
Spot pulled her by the waist closer to himself and slowly slid his hands to her back. Kayla also slowly slid her hands up is chest, ringing them up around his neck. After awhile, she felt something flick from Spot's mouth and whole-heartedly opened hers for his exploration. Spot, knowing the access was not denied, gently slid his tongue in her mouth. He explored her mouth, only one thought went through his mind, 'She tastes like honey; Honey and strawberries. '
Kayla was in heaven. He was like chocolate. Considering him, most likely Dark chocolate. She grabbed fistfuls of his blond hair and kissed him harder. While doing so, Spots black cap fell off to the side unto the ground. Spot reached up and turned her head to the side for more access. They both realized they needed oxygen, and briefly moved apart but returned in matter of seconds. They kissing continued on for a while after several stops for air.
Kayla slowly opened her eyes and looked at Spot. He watched her also, trying to gain his breath. They both were taking in ragged gasps of air. Spot pulled her closer, while their eye contact didn't falter.
Spot leaned forward, and whispered in her ear, "I've been dieing to do that all day. And I do hope we get to repeat it in the future. Very near future."
Kayla gasped when she felt him lick her earlobe, lightly nibbling on it. Spot moved down to her neck, playing with her pulse. Kayla gasped even louder when she felt him bite her skin, then sucking on it to ease the mark. He looked at her neck, smirking, seeing the already red spot.
Kayla took his face in her hands and whispered seductively, "My turn, now." She brought hip lips to her, sliding in her tongue, dueling with his. Spot arms were still wrapped around Kayla, but hers were snaking down his chest. She made slow circular movements, then running her hands over his arm muscles. They moved down to his back, never stopping the movements, then gradually moving up to his neck, makings Spots head turn to side. Kayla kissed the side of his lips, teasing, then his jaw and then finally to his neck. She kissed it slowly a couple of times, before sucking on it. She also bite it a couple of times, then brushing out her tongue afterwards to ease the pain.
After a few moments of this pleasure, or torture for some others, Kayla slowly stepped back and watched Spot's reaction. After a moment he opened his eyes and looked at Kayla. She licked her lips slowly, taking her time watching him. His blue eyes were a dark blue color full of passion. Different from the angry gray eyes from earlier.
Spot asked himself again in his mind for the thousandths time how did he deserve this wonderful creature. His breath was again ragged and he couldn't focus on anything except for the half lowered eyes of the temptress in front of him.
Spot was about to kiss her again when she jumped out of his grasp, putting unneeded space between them. Spot growled while Kayla let out a giggle. He began advancing her and the laughing stopped.
"Oh no you don't Spot. You're supposed to meet that leader. No more time for play." Kayla advised laughing nervously. She was dodging behind crates but Spot never stopped his advancements or the look of desire in his eyes.
"He can wait. There is always time for play." Spot never looked away from her and said, thought it came out as a low growl, "Get back here." He jumped at her.
They both tumbled into the water. Their heads popped up, gasping for air. Spot and Kayla looked at each other and began splashing. Spot tried dunking her but as he came up, she pulled him back down. The water fight went on for another 10 minutes when Spot called for a truce.
"Oh, so you're admitting I won, huh Spot?" He jumped at her pushing her down. They both came up laughing. Though Kayla swam up behind him and grabbed his arms from behind and positioned him so he couldn't move.
"Do ya surrender, Spot?" She pulled so there was a slight pain, but not excrutionating.
Spot mumbled something.
"Wait, what was that Spotty Dearest? I didn't hear you."
"Alright, you win."
"Thought so." She said, letting go of her hold on him, turning back to swim to the shore. Spot turned and jumped at her, capturing her so that she was stuck in his arms. "Now that ya win Pretty Face, don't ya want yer award?" Spot whispered before capturing her lips. They dreaded water for a while, still kissing, then silently agreed to swim back to the docks.
Spot helped her out of the water and began shaking, trying to dry himself best as possible. They started back to the Brooklyn Lodge House; hands clasped together walking in comfortable silence. Then Kayla remembered about what they had to do next and was curious.
"Hey, Spot?"
Spot looked over at her and said, "Yeah?"
"So, what's this leader gonna be like?"
Spot looked away, suddenly feeling wary. "Um- ya know. He's ahh-."
"Spot, are you alright?" Kayla looked up worried. He was never tongue-tied. It then donned on her.
"Spot? Is he gonna be trouble?"
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"Goods and Bads"
CH 6
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Kayla got back to the lodge around one that night. She was walking down the street, bout a block away from the lodge house, recalling on the earlier events. She could still fell the sensational feeling lingering on her warm lips. Still fell the smooth hands on her body. Out of all, the thoughts made her giddy, happy with pleasure.
Spot was planning on escorting her back but she had said no, saying he should start going back to Brooklyn. It then took 10 minutes saying "goodbye" before they actually parted.
Kloppman had set a curfew, which was at 11 pm, so she would have to go up to the fire escape without getting caught. Kayla slowly slid the window up, trying not to make it creak and softly landed on the bed. She closed the window and turned around and gasped.
Kid blink was sitting on the bed with his hands folded on his chest.
"Um, Blink, Hi! I was- I was just going for a walk." Kayla stuttered, motioning her thumb back to the window. His annoyed stare didn't falter.
"Sure ya were, Duchess. Now where were ya?"
"I told ya. I was- I was-" she tried again, but lowered her head in defeat.
"Come on tell me. Ya know ya can."
He was right at that point. Ever since Kayla came to the lodge house, Kid Blink had appeared at her door. They had stayed up long hours the past couple of days, talking, getting closer, sort of like a brother sister type relation. She knew she could trust him with anything, no idea why, but she could. But tonight, she was late for their talks and knew if she told, her "new brother" might be just a tad mad.
Kayla slowly looked up and saw sympathy on his face. "I would, but I can't."
He snorted and said, "Sure. Were you out with Spot again?"
She blushed and quickly looked away. Damn it. Kayla thought. She already blew it. Blink laughed and said, "I knew it! You gotta a thing for Spot Conlon."
He then began chanting some rhymes, and was quickly stopped. For Kayla launched herself at him, covering his mouth listening to see if anyone heard.
"Shhh ... don't! We are gonna keeps it a secret till we tell everyone. So, don't tell anyone either!" Kayla whispered through clenched teeth. With his mouthed still covered, he held his hands up in surrendering manner. Kayla slowly let go of him and laid down on the bed. She let out a tired sigh and laid her arm over her eyes.
Blink laughed and said, "So, are ya gonna tell me abouts it? Or what?" He leaned down on his arm and played with the blanket he was laying on, purposely acting like a little star-struck school goil.
"You promise you won't tell anyone?" Kayla said without moving at all from her position.
He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Yes, yes, of course. Now get on with the story." Kayla let out another sigh but this time it was an annoyed one.
"Alright, alright. Turns out Spot Conlon isn't as shallow as I thought he was." She said, now with more enthusiasm as she sat up, looking like the little schoolgirl. "Well, we went to this theater and he had this romantics dinner for me with roses, chocolates and food. Ahh, he was so sweet. And then- um." She waved her hands in front of her, trying to find the right words but instead blushed a deep scarlet and flopped back to the bed.
Blink laughed, and said "Oh, so he kissed ya?" At her enthusiastic nod he continued, "Eww. And you let him?" Acting as if it was the most mortifying thing done in the world.
Kayla lifted her head from the bed and glared at him. "One more comment out of ya and I'm going to do something your going to regret."
"What, hit me? You know I can best you in fighting."
"We'll just have to wait and see."
Blink put a serious look on his face and asked, "So, why you guys keeping it's a secret?"
Kayla stopped glaring and looked puzzled. "Um. I don't know. Spot said to keep it's a secret and I say whatever you say is what I say."
"Oh so now your doin what Spot tells ya to do?" Blink said while playfully hitting Kayla on the shoulder.
Kayla shook out of her dazed look and glared at him. "No. I never do what someones says, not even Spot Conlon."
"Except when ya like what he's askin for." Blink said winking at her. Kayla growled, walking out of the room. Most of the newsboys were asleep but some were up talking, and they waved to Kayla. She waved back while walking into the bathrooms and then changed.
Kid Blink was leaning against her door waiting for her. "So now you're his "new" goil, huh?"
Kayla stopped where she was, in front of him and put her hands on her hips. She had heard the tone of his voice when he said "new" and knew what he was implying. She lifted her chin up and said, "I am, and I'm gonna be for awhile. He's different now."
"Now yer defendin' Brooklyn, while a minute ya ago ya-"
"Ahh, shut-up. He's mine now, so that means I can say, or do whatever I want to him."
"Yea, try telling him that."
"Whatsever." Kayla shoved past him.
Blink stopped her and grabbed one of her hands in the two of his. He looked at her gravely like he knew something bad she didn't. "Now listen to me now, Duchess. I know ya thinks Spot is different with ya, but still watch out. I've seen him with more goils in the last month than ya can be in one year. No matter what, Spot will always be the same. Just be careful, ya hear? I don't want you to be hurt."
Kayla smiled at him and patted his cheek. "Thanks Blink, but don't worry. I'll be ok. G'dnight." With that she shut her door and went to sleep, dreaming of a certain blond temper.
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Spot woke up refreshed and happy. He got out of his bed, dressing in his usual red & white plaid shirt, rolling up the sleeves to his elbows, showing well-defined muscles. Then added to the outfit were matching red suspenders and black pants. He grabbed his prized cane, sticking his snipe shooter in his back pocket. He combed through his hair, whistling his favorite tune, then snuggly fitting his black hat on his head.
He walked out his room, calling out greetings to the other Brooklyn Newsies. He bought his usual 100 papes and began selling them on his own.
They planned they would meet up later. Anyways, the Leader from the Bronx wanted a "chat" with Spot. He wanted to get his sellin' over with, and then go surprise Duchess.
He found a mother and a young son walking down the street and smiled. He'd sell his papes fast enough. I'd better, he thought smirking, if I want to see my goil.
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Kayla had finished selling her papes and waved goodbye to Race. Kid Blink was going to catch up later with her once he was done, for it turned out his goil was in the Brooklyn area. She wanted to surprise Spot, by showing up before he did.
The streets of Brooklyn were a little baffling to her but she knew most of her way by now. She was looking at a store window to the side of herself when she rammed into a person. They both fell backwards, taking a moment to realize what happened. Kayla opened her mouth to say sorry, when she heard a high pitch yell.
"What do the hell ya think you're doin? Watch it!"
Kayla sharply looked up and glared at the girl. She seemed to be around 17. She had short brown hair with enviously brown eyes and her nose was spotted with a couple freckles. She had tanned skin, seemed to be very athletic, in other words very pretty.
But you could also tell she was very stubborn.
"What?!" Kayla yelled, jumping up, "Watch where I'm going? Follow your own advice!" Like she said, she wasn't told be anyone, especially a prideful girl.
The brunette looked like she was about to pounce on her. She was wearing clothes like Kayla, old raggedy ones. If looks could kill, Kayla thought.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who you're talkin to?" Her hands were clenched in fists on her sides and her eyes were wide and blazed. Kayla glared right back.
"A girl who's gonna get her ass kicked?"
The Brunette jumped on Kayla. They toppled to the ground rolling around for a while, arms swinging and feet kicking. A shrill "You just scratched- Bitch!" and a "Did ya just slap- That's it! You're dead!" was heard evenly through out the streets.
Thank goodness a couple Brooklyn newsies were walking by and saw it. They ran over and pulled the girls away from each other. The girls yelled more insults to each other, trying to get away from their captors and pounce.
One of the newsies recognized the Brunette. "Meow!! What the hell you think you're doin? Fightn' another girl like that?"
Meow didn't look away from Kayla, just swung her hair over her shoulder. "Hey. She's the one who started it."
Kayla tried to make a grab for her but was pulled back. "How old are we now?" Kayla said in her usual sarcastic tone. "Ahh, look, she started it," mocking the brunette, her voice imitating a little girls.
"Why you little -" Meow whispered making a jab at her but was also pulled back.
Kayla was annoyed of this. "Let me go," she said violently to her captors. "I'm not gonna do's anything." She ripped her hands out of their grasps and shook herself off. She rubbed her lip and came away with blood. She looked up sharply at Meow, who was smirking. Meow herself, had some injuries. Her left cheek was already swelling including the blackish color.
Kayla growled, then launched herself at Meow.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Everyone stopped. They all knew that voice, even Kayla. The circle of newsboys moved to the side letting someone walk into the center of them. He glared around at them all. But before he could say anything. Meow punched Kayla in the eye and she toppled to the ground.
Spot Conlon was about to say something when he realized who was on the ground. His face instantly lost its mask and was replaced with concern.
"Pretty face?" He helped her up and held her closely. He had one arm around her waist while the other was on her cheek. "Pretty face, are you alright?" He whispered softly. Kayla nodded and looked over to Meow, who happened to have a confused face, as well as the others did.
"Yes, until she came along." She said through clenched teeth. Spot looked over at whom she was talking about. He let go of Kayla slowly, gradually putting the pieces together in his head and stood in front of them with his hands on his hips. He glared at both of them and said, "What happened?"
Both spoke at the same time, each blaming each other. Spot lifted up his hands, "Hold it, holds it!" He looked over at the boy closest and asked, "What happened to these two?"
A blond boy answered, "Well, we was walking down the street when we saw two girls fightin' and we broke em' up and realized one of them was Meow."
Both girls then added in their perspectives at the same time. Spot let out an annoyed sigh and they both stopped. They looked at him nervously.
Spot stared at Meow for a while then switched his eyes over to Kayla, deciding now was the best time to get introductions done. "Pretty face, I'd like you to meet Meow, my second in command." Kayla freely gaped. She looked over at Meow who was looking pretty pleased with herself and growled. "Meow, I'd like ya ta meet Duchess. My new goil."
Instantly the smirk was wiped off.
Now Kayla was looking happy. She sarcastically added, "Hiya, nice to meet ya." And also muttered "Bitch." Meow heard it and immediately moved forward but was abruptly blocked by Spot. He looked about ready to hit someone.
"Meow. She is my goil. You apologize now." Meow looked down and mumbled, "Sorry Duchess." Spot looked over at Kayla with the same look and nodded his head towards Meow. Kayla sighed, obeying the look in his eyes, "I'm sorry."
Spot looked at both at them and said, "There. I don't know what's the problem between you two, but it ends here. I never want to hear you two goils fighting again." Both girls had their head hung and muttered at the same time, "Alright."
Spot smiled and turned to Kayla. He slung his arm around her neck, steering her away from everyone else. They began walk down to the docks. Everyone was still selling papers, so most likely it would be deserted now. They didn't say a word to each other, not until they were alone, away from everybody.
"Sorry about that-"
They had begun walking down the pier, close to the edge of the water when Spot had grabbed her and kissed her. Kayla smiled within in the kiss, realizing they'd save talk for later.
Spot pulled her by the waist closer to himself and slowly slid his hands to her back. Kayla also slowly slid her hands up is chest, ringing them up around his neck. After awhile, she felt something flick from Spot's mouth and whole-heartedly opened hers for his exploration. Spot, knowing the access was not denied, gently slid his tongue in her mouth. He explored her mouth, only one thought went through his mind, 'She tastes like honey; Honey and strawberries. '
Kayla was in heaven. He was like chocolate. Considering him, most likely Dark chocolate. She grabbed fistfuls of his blond hair and kissed him harder. While doing so, Spots black cap fell off to the side unto the ground. Spot reached up and turned her head to the side for more access. They both realized they needed oxygen, and briefly moved apart but returned in matter of seconds. They kissing continued on for a while after several stops for air.
Kayla slowly opened her eyes and looked at Spot. He watched her also, trying to gain his breath. They both were taking in ragged gasps of air. Spot pulled her closer, while their eye contact didn't falter.
Spot leaned forward, and whispered in her ear, "I've been dieing to do that all day. And I do hope we get to repeat it in the future. Very near future."
Kayla gasped when she felt him lick her earlobe, lightly nibbling on it. Spot moved down to her neck, playing with her pulse. Kayla gasped even louder when she felt him bite her skin, then sucking on it to ease the mark. He looked at her neck, smirking, seeing the already red spot.
Kayla took his face in her hands and whispered seductively, "My turn, now." She brought hip lips to her, sliding in her tongue, dueling with his. Spot arms were still wrapped around Kayla, but hers were snaking down his chest. She made slow circular movements, then running her hands over his arm muscles. They moved down to his back, never stopping the movements, then gradually moving up to his neck, makings Spots head turn to side. Kayla kissed the side of his lips, teasing, then his jaw and then finally to his neck. She kissed it slowly a couple of times, before sucking on it. She also bite it a couple of times, then brushing out her tongue afterwards to ease the pain.
After a few moments of this pleasure, or torture for some others, Kayla slowly stepped back and watched Spot's reaction. After a moment he opened his eyes and looked at Kayla. She licked her lips slowly, taking her time watching him. His blue eyes were a dark blue color full of passion. Different from the angry gray eyes from earlier.
Spot asked himself again in his mind for the thousandths time how did he deserve this wonderful creature. His breath was again ragged and he couldn't focus on anything except for the half lowered eyes of the temptress in front of him.
Spot was about to kiss her again when she jumped out of his grasp, putting unneeded space between them. Spot growled while Kayla let out a giggle. He began advancing her and the laughing stopped.
"Oh no you don't Spot. You're supposed to meet that leader. No more time for play." Kayla advised laughing nervously. She was dodging behind crates but Spot never stopped his advancements or the look of desire in his eyes.
"He can wait. There is always time for play." Spot never looked away from her and said, thought it came out as a low growl, "Get back here." He jumped at her.
They both tumbled into the water. Their heads popped up, gasping for air. Spot and Kayla looked at each other and began splashing. Spot tried dunking her but as he came up, she pulled him back down. The water fight went on for another 10 minutes when Spot called for a truce.
"Oh, so you're admitting I won, huh Spot?" He jumped at her pushing her down. They both came up laughing. Though Kayla swam up behind him and grabbed his arms from behind and positioned him so he couldn't move.
"Do ya surrender, Spot?" She pulled so there was a slight pain, but not excrutionating.
Spot mumbled something.
"Wait, what was that Spotty Dearest? I didn't hear you."
"Alright, you win."
"Thought so." She said, letting go of her hold on him, turning back to swim to the shore. Spot turned and jumped at her, capturing her so that she was stuck in his arms. "Now that ya win Pretty Face, don't ya want yer award?" Spot whispered before capturing her lips. They dreaded water for a while, still kissing, then silently agreed to swim back to the docks.
Spot helped her out of the water and began shaking, trying to dry himself best as possible. They started back to the Brooklyn Lodge House; hands clasped together walking in comfortable silence. Then Kayla remembered about what they had to do next and was curious.
"Hey, Spot?"
Spot looked over at her and said, "Yeah?"
"So, what's this leader gonna be like?"
Spot looked away, suddenly feeling wary. "Um- ya know. He's ahh-."
"Spot, are you alright?" Kayla looked up worried. He was never tongue-tied. It then donned on her.
"Spot? Is he gonna be trouble?"
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