Chapter 18: Giving In
The next day, the Raza crew were still on edge about the now obliterated planet. Thoughts made them second guess their alliance with Mikkei and Truffault. Was it their plan all along for them to take the hit? Thankfully no public or private reports seemed to be coming in that they were aware of. However, something everyone noticed as they sat for breakfast that morning.
Five up before everyone and staring at her portion of eggs and a waffle. She looked up staring an empty chair in front of her. Three, Four, and Six filed in slowly. They were exhausted especially after Wexler's ordeal. Who can blame them. Five was still recovering from the stress as well. Although, she wasn't able to sleep for other reasons.
"You all right?" Six asked. Five shook her head, her eyes back on her eggs. She shifted uncomfortably while her expression remained worried. Question was could she tell them what was going on?
"Well I think we're all a little shaken up," Three commented, grabbing coffee and leaning against the bar.
"What's wrong?" Six urged Five gently. But Five sunk further into her seat refusing to answer the questioning. Three looked around the room. He noticed something off. Something different.
"Good morning…" One groaned. Everyone kind of nodded or grunted good morning. He aimed for the coffee rubbing his eyes. "Anyone else sleep last night?"
He got a cup of coffee and some breakfast alongside Three as everyone seemed quiet.
"I'll take that as a no…" One breathed, sitting next to Five who remained silent.
"Is it just me or-?" Three began but Android walked into the mess, hands behind her.
"Good morning everyone," she announced. The crew groaned or nodded back. "How are we all feeling?"
"Peachy," Three joked, grabbing his food then sitting across from Four. They all sat at the mess table with some form of breakfast as Android looked around the room.
"Weird," she commented.
"What?" Six asked looked at her.
"There is no sign of Miss Halvor being here," Android announced.
"That's what's different…" Three mumbled keeping an on his eggs. He didn't want to make a fuss about the pirate captain not being at the mess.
"Wasn't she at med bay?" Six asked.
"Yes, but that was yesterday. Was not able to see her since due to the state of her door," Android mentioned.
"Can't you just open it?" One asked.
"It seems that she has…tampered with the locking mechanisms," Android replied. Everyone looked at each other. "And I suggested we keep an eye on her due to her injuries."
"Mornin'," Two muttered. Everyone stayed silent. She looked around the room. "Where's Viv?"
"In her room, she hasn't left since I escorted her yesterday," Android explained.
"Her injuries weren't something to sneeze at," Four mentioned. Five flinched. Six noticed.
"Indeed, hence why I wish to keep an eye on her," Android added.
"Come to think when's the last time we've seen her?" Six asked. "Anyone?"
"When we were still recovering from lack of air," Three replied smirking in amusement.
"Same," Four replied.
"Yeah," One added. Two leaned against the bar, arms crossed about her chest. Everyone looked at her.
"She left her weapon in the cargo bay. I brought it back to my room until she feels…better to say the least," Four commented. Two looked at them.
"She left her sword?" Two asked. Everyone looked at each other.
"Yeah…" Five breathed.
"Kind of pulled it on Five yesterday," One mentioned.
"She's been acting strange, first this James guy, now…isolation," Six analyzed.
"There might be something else going on that we're not aware of," One added.
"I have noticed something strange in her medical readings," Android mentioned.
"About her injuries?" Two asked.
"No," Android disagreed. "Something else."
"We can look over it," Two agreed. "In the meantime, we do need to check on her. I doubt her father would be happy if she's refusing to eat."
"She must be hungry right?" Five stated with a bit of urgency. Everyone looked at her.
"Indeed. But I our security cameras don't even show her leaving her room," Android informed.
"Maybe one of us can go talk to her?" Five asked with a little hope in her voice. The subject of her needed to be switched. She looked at Three. Everyone then looked at Three. He stopped eating and rolled his eyes.
"Why me?"
"You really need to ask?" One scoffed.
"And what do I say to her? You saw how she-"
"I'm sure you can find something to persuade her," Four mentioned.
"Like what?" Three laughed in amusement.
"Food for starters," Six interjected. "If she hasn't left her room…she's got to be hungry."
"But-"
"Three, go see what she's up to," Two mentioned. He was about to protest. "That's an order…"
"Shit…" Three sighed, getting up from his place. "You owe me."
He chugged his coffee and then pointed at all of them.
"Don't eat my food," Three demanded before walking out of the mess.
…
Three marched towards Vivian's room. He hesitated as he approached her door. His hand went up, and he shook his head.
Knock, knock, knock. Nothing. He rubbed the back of his neck. Knock, knock, knock. Nothing. He looked at the code panel and tried random buttons but no use.
"Shit…" he cursed shaking his head, looking up at the door. "All right, I'll uh…check on ya later."
He turned to start down the corridors, checking back occasionally. Vivian stood, leaning against the door listening to him walk away. She couldn't talk to them. Not yet.
Two was on the way to her quarters as he walked back.
"Anything?" Two asked.
"Nope," Three replied. "Can't crack the code either on her door panel."
"I could ask Five to crack it."
Two was about to leave but he grabbed her arm.
"I…don't think that's a good idea," Three recommended immediately retracted it. "Just saying."
"Last thing I want her to do is be isolated," Two mentioned.
"Well…you might not have a choice," Three warned. Two shook her head and headed into her quarters leaving Three out into the hallway.
A whir of a door opening down the hall as Five wandered around the ship. She look back in the direction. She noticed it was in the direction of Vivian's room and saw her heading towards the mess hall. She hid behind the walls so she wouldn't see her. She watched as Vivian sort of peeked in, sneaking around until she finally realized no one was at the mess. She looked at the food grabbing a jerky-like protein meal and leaning against the bar. Her coms rang and she answered. Three stayed along the walls of the hallway
"There you are lass, was trying to get ahold of ya," Corey's voice rang. She put it on speaker. "Where have you been?"
"I'm fine Corey…" Vivian breathed, grabbing a case of water.
"Lass I saw how you looked on that video call. Don't act like what you been through was nothing," Corey stated worriedly.
"I'm alive, aren't I?" she pointed out coolly.
"Look I'm sorry what happened to you, to Bruce," Corey sighed. "Your father suggested you'd come home for a bit. Just to you know-"
SLAM! Vivian punched the bar hard and then she hissed in pain from former injuries.Five jumped and gasped. Vivian went to alert. She shook her head and sighed taking a breath. She wasn't alone.
"Lass what was that?!" Corey asked.
"Nothing…" she spat and hissed. She growled, examining under her shirt.
Three was heading back to the mess, noticing Five acting strange and gave her a look.
"What's up kid?"
Five jumped and put a finger to her lips. Three furrowed his brows in confusion and peeked in behind her. He saw Vivian leaning against the bar, back to it and leaning lifting up her shirt. Her abdomen was still bruised. She took off her sweater revealing a gray tank. She stared at herself in the mirror. Bruises on her arms. Five and Three watched her cautiously and as soon as she turned towards them they hid.
"Jesus…" Three breathed.
"Don't you tell me it's nothing," Corey growled. "You're lucky I don't come down there and-"
"And what Corey?" Vivian hissed. "Drag me home? I'll get a warm welcome for sure."
"Don't you start with me," Corey snapped. "You're not your father. Or even James for that matter!"
"No…" Vivian growled. "And that's always going to be the difference, isn't it?"
"Vivian…"
"That's why I'm left here to fend for myself. That's why I don't tell you what's wrong," Vivian growled. "Hm? Because none of you, none, has lost as much as I have."
"Wait a minute-"
She hangs up, slamming her coms on the table and storming out. Three and Five sink towards the wall as she passes them unnoticed. They look at each other as she makes her way to the training room.
…
The punching bag flew around as Vivian kept going. She didn't care that it hurt. The adrenaline was pumping.
"Good morning," Four greeted, forcing her to jump. She glanced at him before continuing on. Four stepped into the room.
"You know it's unwise to train when-"
"I'm fine," Vivian brushed off. Four raised his brows.
"Are you sure about that?" Four asked.
"What's it matter to you? Or any of you?" Vivian asked as she stopped at the bag.
"I saw what happened to you," Four mentioned. She glanced at him.
"And?"
He grabbed her arm before she could swing again. She looked at him and he gripped.
"I think you need to rest," Four insisted flatly. She stared at his grip and got out of it shoving him backwards. He regained his footing and suddenly smirked.
"You want to let out some anger?"
Vivian looked at him and shook her head proceeding to the bag. He grabbed arm and she shoved again. He charged her instead of backing out forcing her to defend. She hissed as he hit her arm as she defended.
"Come on…if you're really that fine than come at me," Four encouraged. Vivian dodged a punch, grabbing his arm and twisting but he rolled with it somehow getting behind her and kicked her from behind. She growled, getting on all fours. Vivian grinned getting up, stretching her neck.
"Fine you want to play a little hard, let's go," Vivian breathed.
"You sure you want this?" Four asked. Vivian nodded.
"I need to be punished every now and then right?"
Four narrowed his eyes at her as she grabbed him but he twisted her arm behind her back. She stepped on his foot and grabbed her dagger out of her boot. As soon as he saw it he let go as she lunged it towards him. She aimed her dagger at him but he dodged every time. That's when Two walked into the room. Vivian grabbed him again, pushing him against the wall.
"HEY!" Two growled. Four smirked at her Vivian as she lay dagger at his throat. Two rushed over but Four put up his hand.
"It's all right," Four stated slyly. He eyed her. "You're leaving yourself open."
Before Vivian could react he disarmed her, hitting her rib cage and forcing her to drop the dagger with a hiss. He pushed her dagger across the room in front of Two. She laid on the floor growling. Four moved her to where she was on her back.
"The hell is going on?"
"We're just letting off some steam," Four smirked. He stood over her, knees bent into a crouch position.
"Better?"
SLAP! She slapped him in the face. Four exhaled and groaned.
"Better," Vivian breathed. He scoffed, rubbing his face where she hit him.
"Fair," Four scoffed as he offered her a hand. She looked at it and accepted it. He pulled her up as she wobbled a bit.
"Jesus Halvor!" Two growled. "You're healing."
"Already had my punishment thanks," Vivian replied as she passed by her. She glanced at Four as she left. Two walked up to Four fuming.
"The hell is wrong with you?" Two asked.
Four rubbed his face and smirked.
"She needed to blow off some steam," Four stated matter-of-factly. "She wouldn't've stopped if we didn't."
"She needs to sit her ass down and heal. She took more of a beating that most of us," Two growled.
"And?"
"I want her to stay put until Android says otherwise," Two ordered. "I need her in one piece when her bodyguard gets here in a few hours to drop off some more cash. Don't do anything stupid."
"Right," Four agreed and watched as Two rolled her eyes, leaving the room.
…
A few hours later, the ship seemed rather quiet. Four walked, down the hall he reached to Vivian's room. She had music on laying on her bed, head at the foot of the bed, examining some trinket. He knocked. Vivian looked up.
"Is it safe to come in?" Four asked. Vivian shifted upright and nodded. He stepped in. "How are you feeling?"
She moved her neck around.
"Android gave me a bit more pain relief. Otherwise been through worse," Vivian mentioned.
"I'll bet," Four mentioned as he stood in front of her. She dangled her legs at the foot of her bed. He looked around her room. "Your family has some interesting taste."
"My father collected most of it," Vivian mentioned, putting away one of the trinkets onto a shelf.
"It's impressive," Four mentioned. Vivian nodded.
"I'm uh…" Vivian began. "Sorry about the-"
Vivian makes a punching gesture that makes Four laugh a bit.
"You needed to let off some steam," Four mentioned. Vivian nodded. "I brought something for you."
Four held out her cutlass and her dagger to her. Vivian stared at it.
"You left this in the cargo bay," Four mentioned. "Figured you didn't want to lose it."
She nodded. He put it down on a display rack with her dagger underneath. She looked away from him. Four watched her for a moment.
"Have you eaten?"
Vivian shrugged.
"Only a bit," Vivian admitted.
"A word of advice, if I may," Four began. Vivian looked up at him. He sat next to her on the bed. "Whatever happened with Wexler, know that we don't blame you."
Vivian hesitated, shifting in her seat. Four noticed the Bruce's collar on the bed.
"And I'm sorry you lost your companion," Four added. Vivian swallowed. "I understand why you're taking it so hard."
Vivian laughed a bit, shaking her head, tears rolling down her face.
"You know what's funny is it's…not even just about him," Vivian scoffed. "It was like losing everything all over again."
She shook her head.
"I lost him, the last of my crew, my ship. Unless you count Corey I guess," Vivian swallowed. "It's like I'm left with nothing again."
"You can rebuild Halvor," Four interjected.
"How?"
"You have us," Four insisted. "Even if you leave this ship, rebuild for you. Take what you can. At the very least you have an ally by your side."
He put an arm around her shoulders and she looked at him.
"That's also why…you keep things that mean something right?" Four asked. "To remind you who you are. So, we don't get reckless."
Vivian nodded. He smirks.
"Thank you…"
"No problem," he nods and pats her shoulders before getting up. "You fought well. I hope you realize that."
Vivian scoffed, wiping tears from her face.
"I'm rusty if anything."
"You're alive aren't you?" Four asked. She nodded. "Everyone's concerned about you. Even if they don't show it. I hope to see you at dinner. For their peace of mind anyway."
Vivian got up, following him out her door.
"Hey!" Vivian called out forcing him to stop and turn towards her. "My door's open, if Four smiles.
"Likewise," Four agreed. "Come by if you want some pointers. No such thing as enough training."
Vivian laughed in amusement, shoving his arm and he smirked as he left back towards his quarters.
…
Vivian stared at herself in the mirror examining a few things here and there. The bruises seemed to be healing quicker than usual. Thankfully due to fast moving medicine on board. She was grateful her head was no longer in jeopardy. She took a breath.
"I can get through this," she whispered as she braided her hair. She looked at Bruce's collar, grabbing it and hugging it for a moment. She put it on the display on the shelves next to other memorabilia. "Thanks buddy."
She hesitated before she finally headed out of her quarters. She stepped out into the hall and Five saw her pop out.
"Hey!" Five greeted almost uncontrollably. Vivian stopped and turned, seeing Five kind of look at her hopefully.
"Hey," Vivian smiled at her. Five smiled back slowly walking up towards her.
"How…are you feeling?" Five asked twiddling her fingers.
"I'll get through it," Vivian sighed.
"You seemed-"
"I'm really sorry…" Vivian interrupted. "I uh…had to get my head on straight."
Five smiled looking down at the floor.
"It's okay, you kind of scared me back there. I can't imagine what you're going through," Five mentioned. "You were very brave."
Vivian scoffed and walked up to Five. She hugged her tightly to Five's surprise but she hugged her back tightly.
"Come on…" Vivian sighed pulling her away. She smiled at her. "I'm starving."
Five smiled as they walked to the mess together.
Vivian hesitated when she heard the others chatting. Five noticed her nervousness and smiled motioning to the mess.
"It'll be fine," she whispered. Vivian took a breath then nodded for her to step in. They stepped in together. Five headed in first as Vivian stayed put by the door frame. Everyone was kind of scattered but present when she watched leaning against the door frame. Four glanced over, small smile on his face when he nudged Three next to him. He hasn't seen her at all since her fight with Corey. He almost did a double take as she walked slowly back to the bar grabbing her own food.
"Well well," Four smirked. "Look who decided to show up."
"How you feeling?" Six asked as Five sat next to him with her food.
"Been through worse," Vivian answered as she stacked her food on her tray. "But I'm alive. Thanks to Android."
She sat at the end of the table between Three and Five. She ate her food slowly taking a breath. Five and Four noticed Three watching Vivian.
"If you haven't heard your body guard will be visiting to drop off some cash," Two mentioned at the other end of the table. "I'm sure he'll be happy to see you in one piece."
"Better him than my father," Vivian muttered.
"Wish it was better circumstances," One mentioned. "We still have a planet that blew up."
"Speaking of," Two mentioned. "I need to reconnect with Android. Get the word if anything's changed."
"I'll come with you," One mentioned, getting up with Two.
Two finished up her food and looked at Vivian.
"Hey Halvor," she mentioned. Vivian looked up. "Thanks…for everything."
Vivian nodded as she looked back at her food smiling a bit.
"Promise is a promise," she sang as she looked up. "Besides. I wouldn't leave any of you behind."
She glanced at everyone. Two nodded smiling a bit before she and One headed out of the mess. Vivian ate her all her food and sat back in her chair as she leaned back eating a spare apple leftover.
"Well that's nice to hear. Especially on our current circumstances," Six mentioned, finishing up his food. "Think I'll turn in."
He patted Vivian's shoulder on the way towards the sink.
"Nice to see you in one piece," he smiled as he headed out.
"Hey! Don't you want to play Texas Hold 'Em?" Five mentioned. Six shook his head.
"Maybe later okay?" Six disagreed lightly. He waved at them as he turned to head back to his quarters.
"Four?" Five asked. Four got up and cleared his tray.
"Actually I have a better idea," Four mentioned as he leaned on his chair looking at Five. "You still got your pistol?"
"Yeah why?"
"Grab it and meet me in the training room," Four instructed.
"Why?"
"I'm going to teach you how to use it."
"Really?"
"Definitely worth it from him," Vivian smirked. "I should know. And…if you're good at it maybe I can teach you a few things too."
She got up clearing her tray and she went into the fridge.
"Really?!" Five asked excited as Vivian tossed her a pudding cup. She caught it. "You don't mind do you?"
"I guess everyone's off to their own-" Three started.
Five kicked him across the table and he mouthed "what?" with confusion. Five motioned to Vivian with her eyes. He glanced at Four who tried not to laugh and raised his brows in amusement.
"Oh it's fine," Vivian smirked as she sat herself back down next to Three at the end of the table. "The earlier start the better."
Five grinned, hugging Vivian which caught her by surprise. Three scoffed.
"Thank you thank you!" Five exhaled and then grabbed a spoon while following Four out of the mess.
"Geez that kid really takes to you huh?" Three asked. Vivian watched Five as she left.
"I guess so," Vivian smiled, lifting her one leg up into the chair, elbow on her knee. Three sort of watched her for a moment and she noticed.
"You feeling less loopy?"
"Loopy?"
"You said your dead brother's name a few times when we were in trouble," Three mentioned, taking a bite of some protein. "For a second I thought you were dying."
Vivian shook her head smiling.
"Like I said I've been through worse," Vivian stated. "Takes more than that to get rid of me."
"Good," Three mentioned, getting up and clearing his tray. His back was towards her as he washed his hands. Vivian suddenly smirked.
"Were you worried about me?" she asked. Three stopped and grabbed a towel scoffing.
"What? Me? Nah," Three smirked leaning against the bar. She turned to him raising her brows. "I mean…Yeah you know."
"Is that why you were knocking on my door earlier?"
"Two's orders," Three immediately spat. She watched him as he tossed the towel and crossed his arms about his chest. "You know business and all that boring stuff. And now this stupid planet stuff. Poof."
He made a "poof" sound as Vivian got up grabbing water out of the fridge as he eyed her when her back was turned. He cleared his throat again and she stood up closing the fridge.
"Well regardless of the possible bad luck of a bad deal. I think we'll manage. You uh…sure you're good?" He asked. Vivian laughed a bit, nodding. He grinned.
"Good," he mentioned, as he patted her on the shoulder. "I'll see you around then?"
Vivian swallowed as he stepped out of the way and towards the door.
"Hey," Vivian began. Three stopped, turning on his heels and snapping his fingers.
"Yeah?" he asked, staying by the door. Vivian turned around, facing him leaning against the bar. She swallowed, looking down.
"You want a drink?" Vivian asked.
Three looked around the room and behind him.
"I would think that would be the last thing you need," Three scoffed. "But fine. Pick your poison, whatcha got?"
"Depends on what you feel for?"
"Wouldn't mind some of the hard stuff," Three stated. He crosses his arms about his chest and walks over to her slowly with a sly smirk. "Not sure what your inventory is."
"I got some stuff that might surprise you."
"Really? Well than can't say I can turn down a good drink," Three grinned. "Although can't say I'm going to share it with the others-"
"You don't have to," Vivian smirked.
He stopped and raised his brows.
"Wait a minute," Three began and she looked away. He looked up at the ceiling and scoffed in amusement before grinning.
"Well, well, can't say that I can deny good booze…and the company," Three grinned. Vivian looked up at him and blushed a bit.
"You sure you wanna. You're…still all?" Three mentioned motioning to all of her.
"I think I can manage," Vivian smirked as she eyed him. He noticed making him fidget and then he smiled.
"Sure…so uh…what time?"
"Within the hour?" Vivian asked.
"You think you can wait up for a bit while I…grab a few things?" Three smirked. "Or are you itching for the drinks?"
"I think I can wait," Vivian mentioned as he grinned.
"I'm sure I won't disappoint ya," Three stated as he turned. She grabbed his hand and forced him to stop. He turned and she was in front of him. She let go, crossing her arms about her chest.
"One more thing," she mentioned. She motioned to his coms. He furrowed his brows and she pointed at his coms, putting a finger to her lips. She muted hers. He looked down at her lips for a moment then he swallowed.
"Oh right," he grunted, muting his coms. "You were saying?"
She reached up catching him off guard. She put her hand along his neck making him stare at her. She snuck in grabbing his coms.
"Now what are you doing?" he asked.
"Avoiding distractions," she smirked. He tried to grab it but she put it behind her back. "You can get this back after the drinks."
"I think I'm worried about doll face killing me if I lose that thing," Three joked.
"I'm sure you'll manage," Vivian mentioned as she brushed passed him. "Just knock."
He turned watching her towards the door frame.
"Oh and…don't be late," Vivian sang as she glanced at him one more time. He scoffed in amusement before heading out of the mess.
"You got it."
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It wasn't long until Three was whistling down the hall, holding a few metal alcohol glasses in his hand, juggling them off and on. He finally reached her door, leaning against the door frame as he knocked a few times. Vivian turned off both their coms throwing them in a drawer before taking a breath and heading towards the door.
It whirred open. Vivian stood there and smiled as he grinned back at her.
"Sorry for the wait, I had to uh…bring some supplies," he stated slyly showing her the glasses. "Now let the festivities begin."
She laughed a bit as she turned herself back towards her room with Three following behind her. She grabbed a large bottle of whiskey.
"Try this on for size," she grinned. Three put the glasses down on her desk and grabbed the bottle.
"Ooo what's this?" Three grinned. "I don't think I've seen this around."
"You wouldn't. Private selection. My father requests it for his own collection," Vivian grinned. Three popped it open making a face and sipping it. He looked at her with a surprised look.
"I hate to break it to you darling but dear old Daddy's got some great taste," Three joked. She backhanded his chest with her hand lightly as she walked away from him. He poured a small bit of it in his glass.
"Well you're the first one to open it," Vivian grinned. "So have at it."
"With pleasure," he grinned happily as he took a seat on the couch. He took another sip moaning in appeal, leaning his head back and putting his feet up on the coffee table. "It's been a second."
The door whirred closed. Three's head lifted up as he saw Vivian stand there, back to him staring at the door that just closed. There was a moment of silence and he scoffed in amusement.
"So…no coms huh?" he asked as he held his drink. She turned to face him and he smirked. "Should I be worried?"
"Are you?"
"Nah. More…observing," he smirked as he eyes her. She hugs herself as he stares at her. "No coms, helluva drink and…a beautiful woman locking the door."
She swallows hard, shifting, biting her lip.
"Maybe I'm just reading the room wrong but uh," he gets up taking another swig of the whiskey and exhaling with a grin. "…I'm starting to feel a little tension maybe?"
He eyes her as he holds the glass between his hands, standing in front of her. Hovering over her. She swallows looking away and he grins shrugging as he puts his glass on the counter.
"Unless I'm wrong of course," he says as he's about to pour but Vivian grabs his arm. He looks down. She swallows gripping onto him, biting her lip. Three eyes her and turns towards her. "I got a feeling it's not just the drinks."
"What if it is?" she questions alluringly. His eyes widen as she steps in, closing the gap as he straightens up. She puts a hand on his chest.
"Don't joke with me about this," Three laughed nervously. She traced along his neck.
"Are you still…interested?"
"I want you to admit it first," he scoffed, smirking. She leans in, grabbing the back of his neck, leaning against him. She pulls him in, kissing his lips and feeling his arms immediately wrap around her. She feels him pull her in as he leans against the bar. She pulls out, leaning her forehead against his. His breathing quickened as he leaned toward her neck kissing down.
"I guess that answers that question," Three breathed. "I'm assuming the door is locked?"
"Yes," she breathed. He grinned pushing her off slightly.
"Then I was right," Three opened his eyes eying her as he takes off his vest. "Now question is. How much…do you want this?"
"What?" Vivian asked, smirking.
"I want to hear you say it," Three sang lowly.
"You really want to know?" Vivian asked. "I don't think you can handle it."
She leaned in kissing his neck as he gripped onto her.
"I will take my chances," he breathed. She laughed lowly which make him get goosebumps. She leaned into him more.
"Remember the chase?" she asked seductively. He eyed her. She grinned biting his neck slightly making him groan. "Is it dangerous to let you loose?"
"Maybe," Three breathed.
"Why?"
"Because I might not be able to stop myself," Three laughed lowly. "Unless that's what you want."
Vivian eyed him. "I'd be lying if I said no."
His eyes dilated and he grinned slyly. "You sure you can handle it?"
She leaned her forehead against his.
"Don't make me beg…" she breathed. He laughed lowly as he grabbed her as he sat on the bed. He pulled her in where she straddled him as he sat on the edge. She was shaking as he wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her deeply and then pulled back where he was so close to her that she gripped onto him and moaned.
"I have a feeling it's going to be hard to stop this time," Three grinned. She bit her lip gripping onto his shirt.
"Don't stop…" she breathed almost moaning it out.
"Not…a…chance," he growled, grinning as he flipped to where her back was on the bed. He peeled off his shirt rushing over to be on top of her where she eagerly wrapped herself around him. He could feel her pull her in with much force as she kissed him deeply. She didn't want to think, she just wanted to live in the moment. And she craved someone wanting her the way he did. She wanted to give in.
