Don't Underestimate Us- part 2- Games:
Gunther had a hard time sleeping that night. He was not only in a lot of pain, but had several things rushing through his mind now thanks to that argument he had with Jackie. He knew she wanted to help, but he really wished she understood what drinking her blood might do. He didn't want to lose control, ever with her. The fact they were getting more intimate in their make outs didn't help, being he always wanted her, now she wanted to push beyond his limits with this, he wouldn't be able to control himself. He knows that for a fact.
He stirred in his sleep, the sun shining through his curtain, reminding him that it was morning. He let out a breath glancing at his alarm seeing it was a bit late in the morning. He really hoped things worked themselves out, as he hated the way she left, plus how things went last night. He just wanted her to understand his point. He closed his eyes hoping to try and not think about it anymore, nor his pain that seemed to be getting a lot worse now. He heard a small knock on his door that woke him.
"Jackie…" He hoped when he glanced towards his bedroom door.
"Unfortunately not." The person came in, holding his breakfast, grabbing his dinner tray and replacing it.
"Hey Kendall." He had to admit he was disappointed as he slightly looked away. "Um…thanks." Kendall knew he was disappointed she wasn't Jackie. He tried to carefully sit up.
"She told me you know." Kendall brought up as she went to grab the stuff she needed to change his bandages. He glanced at her with that comment. "She called last night, asking if I could do this." She spoke. "She was…well…" He let out another breath hearing that, grabbing his breakfast.
"How upset was she?" He asked.
"Do you want me to answer that honestly?" Kendall quirked an eyebrow as she brought the medicines to the end of his bed, waiting for him to finish.
"That hurt huh…" He gathered. He shook his head. "You both…you both have to understand this is serious." He had a serious look at her. "Kick and I….we don't want to hurt you both. You have to understand that you can't do this, it's not only a bad idea, it's dangerous." He warned. She folded her arms, raising an eyebrow at him.
"You all say a lot of things are dangerous, plus that a lot of things are going to be okay." She remarked. Gunther rolled his eyes, knowing both of them were going be difficult. "Personally I'm unsure which is true, as is Jackie."
"The part where we're dangerous." Gunther replied. "You both need to understand that having blood….your girls' blood to be more exact, will not be a good idea." He told her. "We're trying to protect you remember, not put you in more danger. And with you both thinking of doing this, it's reckless, dangerous and way too risky." He added. "You are smart Kendall, you have to realize this. Do you really want to put yourself in more danger like this? Either of you?" He asked.
"Do you really want to stay in this much pain until your mom comes? Either of you?" She countered. "Plus let's face it…" She glanced at his tablet bottle. "I don't really think either of you will last, neither of us do. No matter how determined or stubborn you want to be about this." She reasoned. "Something's going to give," She started. "We just don't want it to be with you two being worse off than you are now." She responded. He let out a huff.
"You're both being reckless." He let out, before glancing at her. "You're being reckless." He reiterated. She just kept her stare with him. "Which one of you even started this, bringing up this subject?" He wanted to know.
"You really think neither of us wouldn't figure it out with how hard everyone was avoiding it?" She inquired. "I mean admittedly I figured out you both needed blood, but she's the one who figured out the vitamin thing, something you both were clearly hiding for some reason." Kendall mentioned.
"I see…" He finished his breakfast. "So you're the one that started it?"
"I didn't start anything Gunther." Kendall retorted. "She was bound to find out on her own, seeing as we both knew you both were keeping things." Gunther's eyes went wide with that slightly.
"Keeping things…" He repeated.
"Yes." She answered. "We knew things were off with the Marcello thing and seemed to get only more so, with how everyone was with you two and this." She added. "It's like you said we're smart and we figure things out." She reminded him. "However, what we're still trying to figure out is why you won't trust us to help, being we know you both. We care about you two and want to do this." She told him.
"What you both want to do is dangerous and beyond risky." He stated, letting out a breath. "We told you both things would be fine and that you didn't need to worry about every detail with us." Gunther also reminded. "That you didn't need know everything and it was better for your safety."
"Yeah and look at where we are now?" Kendall snapped back. Gunther gave her a bit of a hard stare. 'Gunther…' Kick came in, wanting to tell him something. Gunther let out another huff of air.
"You both think this will help, but what if it doesn't?" He asked. "We're not taking that risk. We're not drinking your blood and we'll will this out if we have too." He spoke. "You can try things, but we're not giving in."
"Is that you or Kick speaking?" She raised an eyebrow. "As I'm sure he's listening."
"Both." Gunther replied. Kendall rolled her eyes, before glancing back.
"Then let him listen to this, and listen closely." She started. "You're both stubborn, but so are we." She had a small little smile. "And we're just as determined." She had a look that spoke that. "So be ready, as we're not giving up on this." She went to grab his tray along with his dinner one to take to the kitchen. 'And we have quite a few tricks up our sleeves, so I'm prepared as we knew this could happen.' She thought. 'Gunther, send her over please.' Kick didn't sound too happy. Gunther just shook his head.
"Kick wants you, you know." He told her. She let out a small amused sound.
"Well he'll have to wait, since I have to go do this then change your bandages." She remarked. "Seeing as it seems you need a change." She pointed out. Gunther bit the inside of his cheek. "Besides he has his breakfast, so I'll see him soon enough anyway to check on him." She walked out. 'I'm in no rush.' She had a smirk, knowing this was helpful to her. Gunther let out another breath.
"I think you need to watch it with her." Gunther commented.
'Don't remind me…' Kick also breathed. 'This is going to be a long weekend I feel.'
"Good luck." Gunther told him. "Mine, at least is mad at me...which I guess I can say is fortunate and unfortunate at the same time." He said.
'Right…' Kick let out, which Gunther kinda found humorous, though he knew it was still serious.
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Kendall took care of Gunther the rest of the day, as well as Kick. She gave him the soup that Jackie made for lunch, letting him finish it, and prepared a meal for both of the boys to have for dinner. Gunther didn't know what to think or feel about not hearing from Jackie the whole day, considering the argument they had and he didn't like how she left. Although, he just wanted her to understand his side, but the argument was still heavily on his mind, plus hurting her. And he never wanted to do that. With her not coming at all that day and Kendall caring for him, it felt weird, and he just missed her. However, with everything, his mind was restless, he was in excruciating pain and things just couldn't sit right with him about this. But he still tried to get some sleep that night.
(*)
As night finally rolled around, she walked out of her bathroom to her room. She went to her phone, reading the text she got from her mom, the confirmation that she had been waiting for since that afternoon. She let out a breath, heading to her closet to change, looking for something particular to wear and her coat. Once she was completely changed and ready, she looked at her phone to re-check the time, knowing he be somewhat asleep at this time. She let out a breath. 'Now or never…' She thought as she left her room.
She walked out of her place, sneakily heading to his. She made sure to open and shut the front door quietly. She placed her bag by the door, taking off her shoes, before continuing to walk in further. One of the Viking cuckoo clocks in his living room going off, scaring her a bit, as it reminded her that it was midnight. She let out another breath, this one silent, as she went to his room. She saw his door slightly ajar. She quietly went in, closing the door behind her, seeing him tossing and turn, which she assumed was because he was in pain. He stirred a bit, his eyes fluttering somewhat.
"Jackie…" Gunther wasn't sure if he was dreaming or she was really there.
"Hey." She responded, walking over to his drawers. She saw his blood tablet bottle, even though it was dark. "How are you?" She questioned, seeing he only had a single tablet left. He let out a small sound, as he tried to sit up.
"What…" He swallowed. "I'm fine…I mean…" He breathed. "Jackie…what are…what are you doing here?" He wondered. "Do you know how late it is?" He continued. "I mean…I just…after last night…." He let out another breath. She raised an eyebrow at him. "Are you okay?" She let a small smile grace her lips, knowing he was probably confused.
"I took the day to…" She had to find the right words. "Re-evaluate some things." She spoke softly. "And found that I wasn't being fair." She looked away. Gunther had a small sigh of relief, which she heard.
"So…you understand then?" He asked. "And you're not mad at me?" He went on. "Because I never meant to hurt you Jackie, and I didn't want you to leave like that." He was sincere. She glanced back, a small hidden smirk on her lips.
"I know." She assured. "This must have been…" She was looking for the right word again. "Rough." She commented. "Although, admittedly my methods last night were rash and rough…" She walked over to his window closing the blinds then curtain. The action, gained his attention.
"Jackie…what are you doing?" He was curious. She walked back in front of his drawers, grabbing his tablet bottle.
"One left huh?" She stated, letting out a breath. He gave her a look. "No matter, "She glanced at him, putting the bottle down. "We'll get this handled, so..." She had a shrug.
"I thought you said you understood?" Gunther had a slight hard stare with her.
"I understood." Jackie had a sly expression. "I understood perfectly, a few things." She added. "Though, I never said earlier that what I realized were your points." She had a small, light laugh. "But at least I can tell you I'm not mad." She said.
"This isn't funny Jackie." Gunther was serious.
"You're right it's not." Jackie agreed. "It never has been." She walked to the corner of his bed.
"If you think I won't take away any knife you brought or something…" He started. She had a sneaky smirk on her lips.
"Oh I already know those won't work." She countered, which he just kept his stare.
"Then why are you here Jackie?" Gunther asked. She quirked an eyebrow with that as a sly expression was sneaking its way on her features. She stepped back a bit, folding her arms, and placing her weight to one side.
"Because you're going to drink my blood, Gunther." She replied. "Or else." She had a sneaky expression. He let out a huff.
"No." He retorted, rolling his eyes, not noticing her expression, nor caring for her confidence. "I'm really not." He shook his head glancing away. She had a sly smile with that.
"You really want to keep responding with that?" She questioned, biting her lip, which he didn't notice.
"Yeah, I do." He kept not looking at her. "I'm not drinking you're blood." He reiterated.
"Fine." She went to undo her coat, which he glanced back at her with that as he saw the coat drop, his eyes widening, and he found it hard to swallow.
"Oh… fuck…" He lowly whispered. She was wearing a powder blue silk, lace robe that was tied at the moment, showing off her curves fairly well. It only went to her mid-thigh, and he dared not think about what was underneath, but if he had to bet, it was something that was going to get him in a lot of trouble now, being with how high on the thigh the robe was.
"If you want to play this game Gunther, let's play." She had one hand on her hip. He was trying to regain his breath again.
"Jackie…" He swallowed finally. "You…you need to put that coat back on…" He clenched the bed sheet. 'She has no idea what she's doing…' He thought, as he was trying to calm down.
"Not happening." She told him. "Besides this is about you remember, not me." She pointed out. "So either you suck my blood or we continue this game of me losing layers." She had a smirk. Gunther's eyes widened more.
"Jackie….don't you dare." He warned.
"Then suck my blood and we don't have to worry about it." She remarked.
"Not happening." He answered.
"If that's your answer…" She untied her robe, sarcastically rolling her eyes with that same seductive, sly expression on her lips. He gulped.
"Damnit Jackie, stop." He clenched the bed sheets, praying he wouldn't rip them. "I don't want to hurt you, I told you that." He continued. "You don't know what I will do." His breathing was getting a little heaving. She raised an eyebrow.
"Well we already established you won't kill me, so…" She shrugged.
"Jackie this isn't the point." He wanted to argue. She rolled her eyes again.
"Gunther you're going to drink my blood, I have trust in you." She told him. "Plus it will help you, I want to help you, and I'm going to, you're not going to stop me."
"Jackie, I'm not…" He started.
"Gunther you realize the more you try and deny the help, the more things slip off right?" She stepped a little closer, letting the left side of her rode slip off and he saw the matching powder blue lingerie nightgown underneath. He thought he was going to lose it with how it looked on her, the way the lace cupped her chest, the silk looked so smooth, even with how the blue, itself looked on her. His pulse and breathing quickened more. His mouth running drier as he couldn't swallow. His mind was racing because he didn't even know she had anything like this. 'Damnit Jackie!' He was screaming in his head. 'Keep calm Gunther, keep calm.' He kept having to tell himself, although it was doing nothing with how things were currently going.
"Seriously Jackie!" He couldn't help but get frustrated at the moment, which she was noticing, as he just continuously questioned her. "Shouldn't you be home, isn't your mom home, won't she be worried, does she know you're here this late?" He was going to pull this card to get her to go, knowing damn well she couldn't pull this if her mom found out. However, when she just kept this demeanor about her, his control faltered more.
"My mom left this afternoon for another short business trip and won't be back for a bit." She replied. He gulped hearing that. 'She fucking was waiting all day for this I bet…damnit, I thought…oh fuck…' His mind raced. "So I'm in the clear so to speak." She had a sly smile on her lips. "I can stay here until she comes back if I wanted, being that there's no school next week due to Spring Break, plus she's gone so…" She shrugged. He was finding it too hard to breathe and swallow as he looked away briefly before looking back at her.
"You planned this..." His voice was quiet.
"Not quite." She responded. "I was thinking today, plus upset with you." She said. "But the thought of losing you or something happening or…" She let out a breath. "I don't know anything… I just couldn't let that happen." She admitted. "So after running some errands with my mom, then her getting a call and telling me she has to do an emergency business trip, where she'll be gone, I thought…you know…" She shrugged. "This would be the best timing." She mentioned. "Although I knew I needed to do less rough methods, which this method certainly seems to have its plus sides." She lightly giggled. He rolled his eyes at that, as he was trying to still keep calm and in some control.
"You would think that." He stated. She smirked.
"Of course." She had a small seductive smile. "Though, to be fair, it's really simple here Gunther." She reasoned. "All you have to do is have my blood." He just shook his head.
"Yeah well it's simple for me too," He gave her as hard a stare as he could muster in his state and in this situation, but was failing. "I'm not drinking it." She just giggled.
"Your choice." She shrugged letting the rest of the robe fall off, pooling at the floor. He did a huge inhale, glancing away. 'Fuck, she needs to put those back on now, or else!' he thought. She went to grab the garments putting them on one of the chairs he had in his room. He noticed how the nightgown she had on barely went past her upper thigh, he wasn't even sure if it covered her ass. He kept gripping the bed sheets for the life of him as a means of some support. But he knew it was not helping, being he wanted her so badly at this moment. She glanced back at him, sitting on the corner of his bed. "You want to keep playing this game?" She asked coyly. He gulped. 'Oh fuck…' He thought.
"Jackie…please…"He gulped, biting his lip, trying to close his eyes, and calm down. "You have to stop." His voice was getting quieter, knowing damn well he wanted her, his control slipping with each passing second. She carefully got on the bed. "Please…I…I can't…" His speech barely audible as his mind was trying to not think of some of the things he so desperately wanted to do. He had to stay in control. He had to.
"Not going to happen." She responded. "I'm giving you the choice here Gunther." She continued. "It's either you suck my blood." She had a small chuckle, biting her lip as she got a little closer. "Or I keep stripping." She gave him the ultimatum. "And with this night gown," She was on her knees, looking down at it, which caused him to look. "All I need to do is unhook these three little buttons." She teased as her fingers were playing with them. He really hated and loved the fact that this lingerie was being held together only by those buttons. Hell even the way the silk formed to her body was driving him more insane. He was not calming down with how things were going. "Then it's gone." She commented, glancing back up at him, holding the top button, closest to the valley of her breasts. He felt a lump in his throat, his mouth going drier. "So what's your choice?" She asked. "We going to continue playing this game or…" She raised an eyebrow. His breathing increased.
"Jackie…seriously…please." He was trying hard to control his thoughts, his fists he thought were turning white. "Don't…don't take it off." He was starting to plea.
"So you'll have my blood?" She inquired. He closed his eyes, shaking his head. "Then…" She unhooked the first button, more of her cleavage showing, even one of the spaghetti straps sliding down her shoulders, his breath hitching when she did that and he noticed how it looked. "Two more…" She warned, having her thumb and index on the middle button. "We going to keep playing this?"
"Jackie…" He barely whispered, knowing he was losing it.
"This is all your choice." She reminded. "So what do you want? My blood or this to continue?" She wondered, playing with the button, his eyes trained on her and her fingers.
"I'm not…" He tried to say, however before he could finish she had the middle one undone, her other strap falling down as well, which he let out a groan, looking away. 'Damnit, she really…fuck…' He thought, feeling her carefully come closer and pretty much straddle him, gently. 'Shit…' He glanced back.
"One left." She had her fingers on the last button. He had his eyes trained on her from her fingers to her lips, to everything now. "Second this gets undone, well this goes, and then I'm left with one thing." She teased, biting her lip, which he couldn't help but like. "Although who knows maybe you want that." She thought about it. "Or who knows maybe…" She swallowed a little hard herself, still playing with the last button. "You're somewhat tired of me, or rather, the top half and…. you're just waiting for the bottom since…we haven't gone that far yet…" She continued, that confidence she had, faltered and he noticed some of those emotions he saw when they would have make-out sessions. He saw that innocence, self-doubt, nervousness, naivetés, love and few other emotions. It's some of the things he loved about her. Sure, he loved her confidence and obsession when it came to art, but this, he reveled in and absolutely loved it about her. He couldn't help it anymore, flipping them over, his control all but gone, as he kissed her passionately.
She laid on his pillow looking up at him when he broke away from the kiss, her breathing heavy as she wasn't expecting that. She had one of her hands on his chest, the other on his upper arm, and her legs on either side of him. He was able to will away the pain with the adrenaline and excitement he was currently feeling. He leaned his forehead on hers briefly trying to breathe as well, before he stared down at her, then went to her ear.
"You did this…" He whispered. "Remember that." As he was still trying to gain some control back but couldn't with what was racing through his mind, especially their current position.
"I know." She agreed. "I wanted to help, I love you…. So let me…..please…" The way she whispered that last word did him in. He gripped the pillow. He let a low small chuckle slip past his lips, shaking his head slightly.
"Fuck…" He whispered so low, he knew she wouldn't hear. "You have no idea what you're doing…what dangerous game you're playing." He remarked, kissing her again before going down her jawline to her neck. She leaned her head to the left giving him more access, which was only making him go more insane, knowing she was being so submissive like this. 'I can't anymore…' He thought as he still kissed her shoulder, then went closer to the base where her neck and shoulder met. Her breathing was picking up as he kissed and nipped at her skin. When he went a few more centimeters towards her shoulder, he let his lips sit there for a bit, kissing the skin there again. He then removed them, letting his teeth graze the spot, earning a few increased breaths from her.
He bit down, which she wasn't expecting the sensation that came with it, as she let out a pleasured gasp. He was sucking her blood and it started to make her feel hot, dizzy and light-headed. In fact she liked the entire sensation as she felt no pain from the bite to him sucking her blood, and everything. She assumed there would be some pain, but there was none. All she could feel was warm, breathless, her head spinning and more. It was something indescribable, yet she could try and depict it, as it was incredible, pleasuring, made her warm, just want to hold him close, although there still weren't enough words to describe it. 'I…I can't think…' She thought, biting her lip trying to contain some of the sounds she was making, wanting to hold them in. Her hands gripping his shoulders, their bodies getting closer. She was finding her breathing getting heavier if not there, with how things were going, her pulse quickening and even some pleasure building and pooling towards her lower abdominal due to the warmth that was rising. 'Why…why didn't he….this is…oh wow…' Her thoughts becoming more hazed. She couldn't believe it. She was in love with this sensation he was causing. And it was all from biting her.
He released her neck, licking the bite and making sure no blood dripped past where he bit her. He bit his lip. 'Shit…' He thought. 'That's been…a long time…her blood...' His thoughts starting to consume him. He continued to kiss her shoulder a little, before lifting up, taking off his shirt. He glanced down at her seeing her hazed out, as she was biting her lip again. He had one of his hands on her thighs, it going up, which got her breathing to hitch. 'Oh…she really needs to stop acting like this…' His mind getting more lustful. 'But then again, I want to take her…make her mine so much, so…' He licked his lips loving how she was responding to his touches and how she was previously responding to his bite. It just turned him on more, made him love her more, want her more, his thoughts completely consumed with her. She was trying to focus, as he went back down, undoing the last button.
"I don't think you need this on anymore." He had his own devious smirk, removing the night gown she had on. He went back to kissing her neck before going lower, one of his hands taking one of her breasts, his mouth taking the other. She let out some breathy gasps.
"Gu…Gunther…" She gasped. Her mind was getting too fogged. She was feeling pleasure, she knew that, but she was feeling more faint than usual. Her mind was spinning, she was beyond hot, not that she wasn't enjoying this, but she was losing consciousness she felt. Her breathing increasing more, along with the pleasure, which she really liked. 'Maybe…maybe he took too much blood…' She thought. However, she was enjoying what he was doing being they've done this before, though she noticed he was a bit rougher, but it was still enjoyable.
After he switched breasts, letting his tongue flick over her other peak, his fingers tweaking the other, he headed back to the valley of her breasts, nipping and kissing his way up. He enjoyed the reactions he was getting from her, as one of her hands was trying to grip his forearm, the other fisting his pillow case. He enjoyed the way she was gasping, breathing, and mewling from the pleasure. It only enticed him more, to do more. He kissed her lips, taking more of her air away, and her dizziness increasing.
"You may have gave that choice earlier…" He started, when he broke from the kiss, his voice low and husky. It sent chills throughout her body, although she was finding it harder to focus with each passing second. "But you had to have realized, coming here like this, giving me your blood…" He continued. "It wasn't going to be a choice or ultimatum, being that everything was going to be stripped off you anyway." He had a small chuckle. She found it hard to swallow and breathe hearing that. She felt one of his hands play with the band of her underwear, the other bringing their hips closer together. She let out a breathy moan, as he grinded up against her a few times, before she felt that hand move in between them and start to move from her inner thigh to her covered core.
"Gu… I…" She really couldn't think, her mind was going in and out from everything. But she was loving the pleasure she was feeling. He pressed his fingers against her core, starting to do a circular motion, then he started rubbing two fingers against her covered folds. She gripped the pillow case, the air gone from her, as she couldn't focus. 'He's….I can't….shit, I've never….' Her mind was fading as she was succumbing to everything. "Gu…Gunther…" She let out before she passed out, knowing she was in a lot of pleasure, but her mind was just too hazy, and she was just feeling too dizzy and hot from everything.
He stopped his motions when he knew he made her cum, which he loved as he felt her underwear were wet. He bit his lip, wanting to do a lot more, though he noticed she was out. He chuckled, kissing her shoulder again then looked up at her.
"You knocked out on me, love…" He bit his lip, going to her ear, then started kissing her neck, playing with the band of her underwear. "You were supposed to last with me." He chuckled, his hands still bringing them together, as he was grinding a bit slowly, she was still breathing heavy in her passed out state, and making some sounds. "Especially with how you got me." He mentioned. "Plus with the fact I want to know…" He pressed his fingers against her covered core again, knowing it was still wet. He wanted to move her underwear to the side, maybe even take them off. "If your blood was amazing, what else is…" He licked his lips, he moved his fingers in a circular motion again. He was losing more and more control as he was about to slip her underwear off.
'Gunther!' Kick's voice rang in his head. 'Gunther! Get a hold of yourself now!' Gunther felt his head, his breathing still heavy, as he lifted up. He shook it. 'Gunther, get the hell out of there and get some control back! Now!' Kick told him. Gunther glanced down seeing what he was about to do, which caused him to back up, pretty much falling back off the bed. He quickly got up, still breathing hard, holding his head, as he left his room, going to his bathroom. He went to take a cold shower, knowing he needed to calm down, to chill out.
"What was I…damnit why…she…fuck!" He couldn't help slamming his hand against the wall softly, his breath still ragged as he hated the fact he was in that state with her, knowing this was his fault, knowing he was to blame for being like that with her. He closed his eyes trying to calm down more, leaning his forehead against his arm, and letting the water help cool him off as it ran down his neck and back, the cold water thankfully helping him a little. He let out a few deep breaths. He stepped out when he was done, looking at himself in the mirror. He should have taken off and threw away the bandages before going in, but he wasn't in the right mindset. He at least was thankful he had some more pajama bottoms in the bathroom to change into.
He noticed he was healed, for the most part. The wounds all gone. And the poison pretty much out of his system now, thanks to Jackie. He let out another breath. "How uncontrollable was I?" He shook his head, hating he gave in.
'Thankfully you didn't do anything too bad, but you were teetering on the edge of about to.' Kick responded to him. 'She was out cold, and I thought maybe that might stop you, but of course it didn't…' He explained. Gunther let out a huff.
"I took too much of her blood that's why." Gunther reasoned.
'We both know that's not the only reason.' Kick countered. Gunther glanced away with that, a slight amused, exasperated sound escaping his lips.
"Okay so I wasn't expecting her at all, let alone to be in what she was wearing." Gunther retorted. "Sue me." He rolled his eyes.
'I'm not blaming you, I'm surprised you stuck out for as long as you did.' Kick was impressed. 'Lord knows I wouldn't if Kendall did that. Second I saw anything like that lingerie, I would be gone.' He admitted. 'Although at least now I'm prepared…' He breathed.
"Glad I can be the experiment." Gunther commented.
'Just try and get some rest…' Kick said. 'Though…' He was going to continue.
"I already know." Gunther interrupted walking out the bathroom. "Thanks." He appreciated all the help. "Though you should look out now, being we have dangerous girls we're with." Gunther warned.
'I know.' Kick agreed. 'Trust me I know…' Gunther let out another breath, knowing they both had a thought with that, although they both couldn't help but have a small chuckle at it.
He walked back into his room. He saw Jackie out cold, the blanket barely covering, what he thought was her naked form. He did a hard swallow. He did a few things before laying down next to her so he could get some sleep.
To be continued…
L: Okay seriously, from the last chapter to this, I really thought Gunther and Jackie were like going to end. But Jackie is playing with him isn't she? That was a phenomenal set up and hot scene. Even I'm like damn.
S: Thank you, but let's be honest, we all know I'm not done…
L: Wait what? Oh… Oh shit Kick….oh no, I'm worried….this is going to be good…but like…oh I can't wait. More please.
S: I know. And as always I give more. It's what I love to do with this.
L: Well I need more. So hope others are enjoying, as I am. Do as you guys like to do!
S: And we shall see you in the next updates!
Both: Bye! Please keep informed and safe for yourselves and others. Also please stand against tyranny that countries face like Ukraine, Taiwan and others. Thank you.
