Chapter 2, sorry it took me a bit to get it out, I worked three doubles back to back and I'm so fricking TIRED! anyways, onto the show!

Disclaimer in chapter one, as are overall warnings and junk! mkay cool!

Chapter 2

Meet The Men

Heidi placed her hands on her hips and looked at the men, "Okay, you had your jollies, now get out, and don't come back."

"Yeah!" Stephanie said her head popping up from the door frame of the bathroom, "Get out, and don't forget to take your clothes."

The man on the bed got up, tossing Heidi the pillow, who squeaked and dropped the offending item. He pulled on sinfully tight black pants, and then his black button up shirt. He pulled his shoes on and said, "Well, have a good day, Babe, I hope what we did comes back to your memories, you were a wild cat."

"Shut up!" Stephanie raged, her bloodshot eyes on the Latin's god silk covered back, "Dick! Men are all dicks, fucking dicks…nothing but dicks!"

"That's a lot of dicks," The blond man said, his hand resting on Heidi's bottom, "Sorry, but we have to go, sexy, see you later…"

"You will not see me later!" Heidi raged, turning on the man, "You better get out of here now, or I'll toss you out this window!"

"SO feisty," The man said, giving Heidi's bottom a sharp slap, and fleeing before said woman had a chance to claw his eyes out, "I'll see you later!"

"Bye, Babe, it sure was fun," The Latin man said, before he left behind the blond man.

When Stephanie heard the door slam shut, she walked out the bathroom, holding her head and said, "Good on you, Heidi, you told those dicks off, I'm surprised you don't have a hang-"

"Oh…" Heidi whined, stumbling past Stephanie to climb into her bed, "I have a headache, that man woke me up, asking if I wanted breakfast, now I just want to go back to sleep."

Heidi dove into Stephanie's bed and fell asleep snoring loudly. Stephanie climbed into the bed beside Heidi and pulled the covers up over her, they could deal with the aftermath later, once they were less hung over.

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Diesel looked up, hearing a loud, "I hate you Carlos Manoso!" and then the sound of a flesh slapping against flesh. Diesel sighed putting down his cooking magazine and watching as a blond woman huffed out of a bedroom door, her beautiful face etched with anger. Moments later, a Cuban American man walked out the bedroom, shrugging his shoulders and sporting a red hand print on his face.

"Have a good day, Nancy." Diesel said waving to the blond woman, and earning a loud, "Fuck you too, dumbfuck!"

Diesel sighed again as the front door to the bachelor pad was wretched opened, and then slammed shut, "Why is it, that when I try to be nice to your conquests, and they just bite my head off, it's like I fucked them and dropped them!"

"You're guilty by association," Carlos said sitting beside Diesel on the couch, rubbing his sore cheek, "She sure can slap a face, I didn't do anything wrong, I told her before we did this, all I wanted was a good time."

"Such a pig," Diesel snorted, reading his magazine again, "So, are you finished? While you were busy fucking Nancy, we got a message from the Hub, Exterminators are around, and they're hunting witches."

"Witches," Carlos said leaning back in the couch, "Why witches?"

"Witches are tied to nature duh, which is why most Exterminators are hired by companies that really don't give two shits about this planet," Diesel said putting his magazine down, "They want to get rid of the people trying to protect and conserve earth."

"I see, so, Exterminators are prowling a city, there aren't any witches here," Carlos said, shrugging his stiff shoulders, "We would have known."

"Apparently, there is a witch here, a powerful one, she's been on the Exterminators' list for a long time, but they've yet to catch her, they're trying to fish her out by hunting down weaker witches, in the hopes she goes out and protects them."

"So…we have to find this powerful witch, stop the Exterminators, and do this all before diner time, right?"

"Right," Diesel said, putting his magazine down, "So, how are we going to do this?"

"We are going to go down to that new club in Soho, first," Ranger said crossing his ankles and threading his fingers behind his head, "We haven't been to a club in a while, and I think we could use a guys' night out."

Diesel rolled his eyes and said, "You only want to go out and find another woman to screw, I can't believe I'm saying this, but, you're such a womanizer."

"I know, now, come on, let's go find some breakfast, I'm starving," Carlos said, getting up and walking into the kitchen o the penthouse they lived in.

Diesel and Carlos had been best friends for a long time, since 2nd grade. They were thick as thieves they did everything together, hell, they even lost their virginity on the same night to the same woman. They worked together at the same place, they lived together in the penthouse above the security firm that Carlos owned called Rangeman. They were pretty close, almost like brothers, so when one hurt, the other felt it as well.

Diesel could remember the time Carlos changed. He used to be a straight and narrow man, a man with morals and rules, the military did that to people. He had been seeing this woman named Rachel for a while, and they were getting real serious, Diesel knew that Ranger was going to propose to the woman and everything. On the night of Carlos and Rachel's 4th anniversary, Carlos had gone to Rachel's place and found her in the bed with another man. Rachel had told him she'd never loved him, and was only using him, and that she was pregnant with Ron's, the man she was doing the nasty with when Carlos caught them, child.

That night, Carlos almost died from alcohol poison, Diesel and Carlos got fucked up. Carlos announced, over his fifth shot of vodka, that women were no good, and so he was going to not make any emotional bonds with them, he would just fuck and then tuck, no need to get attached, when all they were going to do was crush your heart under size 7 Jimmy Choos. Ever since then, Carlos hasn't had a relationship, he was going strong on his promise.

"Really," Diesel said getting up and going into the kitchen watching as Carlos pulled out ingredients to make an egg white omelet, "You want to go to a club and pick up women, when we're supposed to be out looking and protecting a witch?"

"I'll clean up the kitchen for a week."

"You know what, clubbing sounds like a great idea, we haven't been clubbing in the last 72 hours, I think we're a bit rusty," Diesel said with a smile, "I could use a good lay."

"Yeah, I'm beginning to suspect that you're gay," Carlos said giving his friend a smile, "You have too many morals, lose some of them."

"Shut up, Carlos," Diesel said before he gave the man the bird and walked out the kitchen.

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Blue Fire was the hottest spot in Soho tonight, like many new clubs, they would be for a while. There was a line wrapped around the building, and security was tight. Diesel and Carlos had no worries, because not only did Rangeman do the security, Diesel knew the owner of the club, a demon playing human by the name of Vince. Unlike his friend Carlos, Diesel wasn't as human as he acted. He was in reality a demon, but he had yet to disclose this information to his friend, he'd doubt he would ever tell Carlos.

"Diesel, Carlos!" Vince said walking out the club and over to the two men, "How ya been?"

"Great," Carlos said giving Vince a manly hug, "We're here to have a good time and find a woman to take home."

"Alright, you two have fun," Vince said leading the two into the club, "I'll make sure you two get in the VIP section, I think there might be a witch in this club, I can sense it."

That made Diesel and Carlos's eyebrows shoot up, a witch hanging around, what were the chances of that?!

"Well, just be on the lookout, if there's a witch hanging around, chances are, an exterminator isn't too far away," Vince said in a low voice, "Be careful, you two!"

Diesel and Carlos waved goodbye to Vince, before they heaed into the crowd, the heavy bass and beat filling the large dance room.

It was an industrial themed club, with exposed brick walls, the ventilation system exposed running on the ceiling. The lights were dimmed down, and black and blue lights were flashing in corners, bathing the dancers in the neon lights. Carlos and Diesel swept past the dancing crowd, past the look of longing from both women and men. Carlos turned to Diesel and said, "Vince wasn't lying, I can sense the witch too, she must be powerful."

Diesel turned his body, he could sense the witch too, though he was able to sense her power with much more clarity than Carlos, due to the demon blood running through his veins. He had met witches with power before, but not like this. It was like he was bathing in her power, it was entrancing, it enticed the demon, making something stir inside of him. He had heard about creatures being lured away by witches due to the fact that they were naturally enticed by the power they eluded. Diesel was a powerful creature himself, and nearly all of the time, witches didn't provoke him like that. This time however, it was different. This witch must be quite the power house.

Carlos turned his head to the VIP section of the club and said, "She's in there, she has to be, whatever I'm sensing, is coming from there."

"True," Diesel said, as they walked into the VIP section, which was bathed in a soft red light, "She has to be-"

"A toast!" A woman's voice said, making Diesel and Carlos turn to look in the area it came from, "For dumping dicks who fucks and then tucks!"

"And toast," Another woman said, "To running away from men who want a fucking commitment!"

"HERE HERE!" both women let out gales of giggles, toasting each other.

Diesel shook his head and said, pointing to the area, "There's the witch….and she's drunk."

Carlos smiled looking at the two women who were tucked away in a corner booth, his eyes were on the curly brown haired woman that was latched onto a smaller woman, both were making their way through a bottle of tequila, getting drunker with each shot, "Which one's the witch?"

"The smaller one," Diesel said turning to Carlos, "Come on, let's go talk to the two."

Carlos sauntered over to the two women, who stopped talking to watch the two men walk up to them. The smaller black haired woman turned to her friend and said, "Hey, Stephanie, watch out, it's Rico Suave and his side kick Ken."

The curly brown aired woman let out a peal of giggles before she said, "These two….these two…look like they're gay! One has on a flannel shirt and jeans, and the other is dressed in all black, they must be lovers…secret gay lovers."

The two giggled again making Carlos smile and say, "Ladies, I see you got the party started without us."

"No men allowed!" The shorter woman snapped, wagging a finger in Diesel and Carlos' face, "You men, are all the same, inconsiderate jackasses full of shit!"

Stephanie nodded her head in agreement and said, "If I ever hear a man say, "Baby, I thought you didn't want a relationship," again, I'm going to kick him in the balls and make him pee blood for a week!"

Diesel backed away from Stephanie and said to Carlos, "She's all yours, have fun," before he slid in the booth beside the smaller woman and said, "Hey, you can't clump all men in this category, I'm not a jackass, I can cook, and clean…and I definitely take a woman's thought into respect, I mean, it would be real cruel of me to think about my needs instead of a woman's need."

The small woman frowned and said, "What if the woman just wants a fuck and then she just wants the dick to disappear?"

"Then I'd leave," Diesel said making the woman give him a look, before she pushed the bottle of tequila to him.

"Take some shots with me," was all the woman said, sniffing, "Tell me more about your concepts of hitting and then quitting."

Carlos gave Stephanie a wolf of a smile when she turned to him and said, "Go away, It's a man free night, take Ken with you as well, I don't want his dick corrupting my friend!"

"Babe," Carlos really liked this woman's attitude, ""We're all out to have a good time, right? We don't want to hassle you girls in any way, you two looked so cute-"

"HA!" The small woman said slapping her hand on the table top, "Cute? We're not cute, okay, we're not fricking 5 or 6, we're…older than that, we're not cute, we're sexy, gorgeous-"

"She's so feisty!" Diesel said wrapping an arm around Heidi's shoulder, "I like you, you're like a spitting kitten, is your name Kitten, it ought to be Kitten."

"Kitten?!" The woman huffed trying to get out of Diesel's grasp, "It's not kitten it's-"

"I like Kitten as well," Carlos said sliding closer to Stephanie, who slid away, "You're so little, like a kitten, and she does have the attitude of one, for now on, your name is Kitten."

"Shut up, you two!" Stephanie snapped glaring at Diesel and Carlos, "If you two aren't leaving, then you better buy us some more boozem and don't try any funny business!"

Carlos smiled, crossing his fingers behind his head, "Babe, wouldn't even try to."

"Don't call me, Babe, Rico Suave!" Stephanie snapped as Carlos motioned for a waitress to take their orders.

"Okay, I won't, Babe," Carlos said, making Stephanie growl in her throat, "What are you two lovely ladies drinking tonight?"

"Tequila, this kind," the small woman said holding the bottle up with shaking hands, "I don't know what the name is, but it's good, and it makes my stomach all warm!"

"Mine too"! Stephanie said, slapping Carlos's hand from her shoulder, "Geroff my person, you Rico Suave!"

"Yeah!" The small woman said climbing over Stephanie and glaring at Carlos, "Get off her person!"

"Woah now, Kitten," Diesel said pulling the woman back, "Simmer down now, look, let's have a shot of tequila, right?"

"Right….." The woman said as the waitress came back with a new bottle of tequila, "Stephanie and I get first shots, right Stephanie?"

"Right, we do, Heidi," Stephanie said, pouring two shots for them both.

Diesel eyebrows rose to his forehead, "Heidi?! Damn, that's a cute name, a cute name for a cute woman."

"Sexy!" Heidi snapped, glaring at Diesel, "Sexy, I'm sexy Heidi, my name is sexy!"

Stephanie sobered up for a moment, saying, "No it isn't, he's right, your name reminds me Swiss Miss Cocoa and Switzerland, you have a cute name!"

"Stephanie's a sexy name," Carlos said to Stephanie earning a glare from said woman, "What?"

"I'm on to you…." Stephanie hissed, but she took a shot of tequila, "I know your MO, m'kay, cuz….you men are all alike! Try to say things like, 'oh you're so sexy,' just to get in my pants! You men are DICKS! Especially you two, alright, you, Rico Suave, are head dick one, and you, Ken, are head dick two, both of you together measure to one centimeter, because your small dicks!"

Heidi let out a round of laughter, holding her sides and leaning against Diesel, who groaned and pinched his brow, "You two are small dicks!"

Diesel shook his head, looking over to Carlos who shook his head as well, they couldn't well leave these two beautiful, albeit, drunk women on their own, not especially since one was a witch. Oh well, they might as well endure the abuse, until they were kicked out of the club.

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"You…Ken, are sexy…." Heidi said holding on to Diesel's neck as they danced to the beat of the music, "Don't let Stephanie know, she…she'll have you maimed!"

Diesel chuckled letting his hands slide down Heidi's small waist, "I'm sure I can handle myself."

"Good, cuz…you're sexy, so sexy…."Heidi slurred, leaning against the man, her eyes half lidded, "Even if you have a microscopic penis."

"I don't have a microscopic penis," Diesel purred in Heidi's ear, as the woman's hands slid down his body, going to the front of his pants, "Hey, what are you doing?!"

"Mmm, wanna see your penis…." Heidi slurred, a drunk smile on her face, "Gimme the dick!"

What should Diesel do now? He was supposed to be protecting this woman, not letting her seduce him in a drunken haze. The way she was unintentionally attracting him, via her powers wasn't helping either. Diesel turned to Carlos, who was sitting in the booth with Stephanie, trying to find some help. Diesel groaned seeing Carlos working his magic on Stephanie, who was giggling madly, leaning into Carlos, letting him whisper words in her ear.

"Come on, Baby," Heidi slurred her hands unbuttoning Diesel's fly, "Let me have your dick, I want you to spank me, and fuck me three ways-"

"OKAY!" Diesel said, pulling Heidi off the dance floor, "time to take you home, okay, cool!"

Diesel walked over to Carlos and Stephanie, saying, "Time to go home, okay, let's get them home, Carlos, I think they've had enough booze for one night ladies…."

"Come home with us!" Stephanie said with a drunk smile, her fingers lingering on Carlos's arm, "You should tell me more about all that Spanish you know how to speak….."

"Yeah," Heidi said, hugging onto Diesel's arm, "Come home with us, both of you, Stephanie can twiddle her thumbs, and I can have both of you!"

"No fair!" Stephanie whined, pushing as Heidi but only pushing at air, "I get Rico Suave!"

Carlos let out a laugh, getting up and patting Heidi on her head, "You are too cute, Kitten," he turned to a swaying Stephanie and said, "Well, let's go back to your place for a nightcap."

Carlos helped Stephanie up, wrapping an arm around her waist, steadying her and leading her out the club, over to the black SUV the men drove in to get to the club. Heidi and Stephanie let out drunk laughs, as they climbed into the SUV, falling over each other.

"Wait!" Stephanie said looking over to Heidi in the back of the SUV, "They're bar men, and remember, we don't pick up men from bars!"

"Oh yeah," Heidi said, giving Diesel and Carlos dirty looks, "Sorry guys, but we can't take you home, we have a strict no bring home guys from bars rule, and we follow it religiously, pardon us….we are gonna take a taxi home!"

"You didn't pick us up at the bar," Carlos said to the two women, "You picked up us at a booth, we were nowhere near a bar."

"Oh…." Stephanie said her eyes bright, "Yeah! Well then, let's go!"

"I don't think this is such a good idea," Diesel said as they drove down the road, following the half ass directions Heidi and Stephanie yelled out, "They are really drunk, they did share two bottles of tequila."

Carlos shook his head, driving down the busy city. Diesel was right, if it wasn't for the fact tha Diesel drank most of the second bottle of tequila, they might be driving to the hospital instead. Stephanie and Heidi were pissed drunk. As Stephanie got drunker, the resolve she had created broke and by the time Diesel came back with Heidi, she had been begging him for a good night out, she said she wanted the huge package that Rico Suave was hiding in his pants. Thank goodness he carried condoms in his SUV, or else he'd have to find a store open right now, and it was well past two in the morning. Stephanie was a sexy thing, with a fit curvy body, light blue eyes and a set of brown curls. She was dressed in a fitted red dress that hugged the right curves and accented the butt she had, Dios, were they going to have fun tonight.

Stephanie kept going on about finding a man suitable for children and a husband. Oh goodness, he really didn't want to hear any of that, but he let her talk, and drink, until finally she had melted to his side and begged him to fuck her. She said at this point in time, she was too fucking drunk and honry to care about a husband or kids, she'd watch the Golden Girls to get back in that mood.

Thank goodness for old women!

"Shut up!" Heidi said leaning up to look at Diesel from in the back of the SUV, "Me and you are going to fuck! M'kay, I want your hands all over my persons, and I definitely want to taste that big ole dick you're hiding in your pants…."

Heidi licked her lips giving Diesel a leer, which caused the man to lean away from Heidi. Heidi turned to look out the window of the SUV and snapped, "OH! HERE WE ARE!" pointing to a tall apartment building that resided in the ritzy part of Manhattan, "Our humble abode."

"There is nothing humble about this place," Diesel said in awe, helping the women out the SUV, "Holy shit, these units start at 4.5 Million dollars!"

"Well, it wasn't that much when I got it," Heidi mumbled, stumbling around, but leading the group to the entrance of the apartment, "Les go, guys! We…we….weeeee…..are going to have a fun night!"

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Diesel woke up to Heidi slapping at his arm and yelling at him to, "Get the fuck up!" Diesel rubbed his face and opened one eye. Heidi loomed over him, naked, with her hands on her hips. In the morning light, Diesel could see bruises forming on the swell of Heidi's breast, her hips her thigs and her neck, holy shit, he was rough with her. Diesel winced when he sat up in the large bed. He looked down and saw that he too was covered in bruises and bite marks, did they fall down the stairs last night?

"Hey!" Heidi said poking Diesel in the chest, "Where in the fuck did you come from?!"

"Remember the club last night?" Diesel asked looking up at Heidi who nodded her head slowly, "Yeah, well, we hooked up there, and you took me home and just about raped me, though, I never did say stop."

"I picked up a bar guy!" Heidi whined, shaking her head and grabbing the closest article of clothing she could find, Diesel's red flannel shirt. "I gotta go and get Stephanie!"

"Well, you want breakfast first? I am a cook, I know that Stephanie and Carlos might be hungry too-"

"Carlos….Stephanie bought home a bar guy too!" Heidi wailed, before she grabbed Diesel's arm and said, "Get up, we're grabbing your little friend, and you two are getting the fuck out of here!"

Diesel managed to put on his jeans and shoes, before Heidi dragged him out her bedroom and through the living room. He made Heidi stop in front of a bird cage and said, "I didn't know you had a parrot, Polly want a-"

"You say cracker," the bird said flapping its wings, "And I'll kill you!"

"You tell him Hercules!" Heidi said before she led Diesel to the other bedroom across from the huge living room, "Stephanie! We picked up bar guys, what the fuck was wrong with us?!"

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After being kicked out the women's apartment, Diesel turned to Carlos and said with a smile, "That's one feisty witch…"

"And Stephanie was a wildcat in bed, too bad I don't double dip, or else I would call her up and take her out," Carlos said walking over to the SUV, "Hey, you do know you don't have a shirt, right?"

"I know," Diesel said with a smile, "The feisty kitten has it, and this gives me an excuse to come back here and get it, you could tag along if you want."

"Nah," Carlos said waving his hand, "I don't want to, I need another conquest now…."

"Hey, Heidi has a night stand full of condoms in her bedroom, she must be a heartbreaker or something….she's your female counterpart, Carlos."

"And Stephanie's your female counterpart," Carlos said with a grin, "She wants Mr. Right, two kids and a pet dog, just like you…."

"I can't wait to see them again!" Diesel said with a smile, leaning back in the passenger seat of the SUV, "This will be fun!"

TBC...

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