So this story just won't leave me alone. Ideas popped in again. And I also have some ideas of where I want this to go next. So there will be at least a few new chapters. Not exactly sure when I'll have the time to type them because life is being very life like right now. But hopefully I'll get to it soon! Hope you enjoy!

Kate walked through the hallways of the mostly empty house until she came to Tyler's room. His door was wide open so she stood at the opening and knocked on the door frame. He looked up from what he was doing and smiled when he saw it was her.

"Katie. To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from you?"

"Call me that again and I'll rip your balls off," She replied abrasively. "Trent called. He said that when he gets back tonight he wants to have a meeting with is about starting our plans with Judgement Day."

"Oh. Does that mean we're going to dress you in all leather and you pretend you're a dominatrix?" Tyler asked raising his eyebrows.

"It's a good thought, but you don't seem like the kind of person that wants to lend out their own clothes," Kate smiled sweetly.

"I'd make a joke about you searching through my closet for something to wear, but you'd come no where near here if you knew what kind of stuff I had in there."

Kate stood silently in the doorway not quite sure how to respond. Of course Tyler finds ways to throw sexuality, innuendos, and threats into any conversation, but this time Kate actually found herself intrigued by his statement. She spent enough time around Tyler to know that he was dead serious about what he said. And she found herself wondering what type of things he kept hidden in his own personal space.

"Thinkin' about takin' a look?" He asked breaking out of her thought.

Kate slightly shook her head, knowing she must have looked a bit silly staring off into space. "No thanks. I'm good."

"You sure about that? Your fuck buddy and Ridge have been gone for a bit and probably aren't going to be home until at least Thursday."

"Gee, thanks for your concern. But I think I've got myself handled thanks." Kate replied with sarcasm.

"I don't know. You're getting bitchier by the day."

He was right, not that she'd ever tell him that. She had been getting easily agitated lately and her lack of intimacy was most likely to blame. It had been a while since she and Pete had hooked up, and she hadn't really been with anyone since she started living with Trent's organization. There hadn't really been much of a need to go outside of who she had, especially when they both had a good time. But the last few days she had been really worked up. So much so that masturbating just wasn't doing anything for her.

"You're a real asshole sometimes, you know that?"

"Thank you darlin'," Tyler replied with a huge smile across his bearded face causing Kate to roll her eyes.

"God I can't stand you," She mumbled.

"I know," He acknowledged her comment anyway. "You know you can probably always talk to Trent. He has a bunch of clubs filled with ladies for whenever any of us want a little fun. I'm sure he can do something for you."

"He'll probably tell me that's what Marcel and Fabian are for," She sighed.

"What? Not your type?"

"The point of hooking up with someone is to feel good, so no not really. My type would be someone that actually knew how to get a girl off," She answered as she leaned against the frame to get more comfortable.

Her comment caught Tyler off guard and he burst out laughing. Sure the two groups had been friendly since slightly joining together, but they weren't close by any means. Tyler, Pete, and Ridge had made fun of Marcel and Fabian behind their backs before, but Kate was never apart of it. Hearing her join in actually dropped his guard a bit, and hearing him genuinely laugh brought a small smile to Kate's face. She crossed her arms as she continued to lean against the door frame on her shoulder.

"You don't think they can?"

"One, I'd bet five grand that no matter how big of a game they talk, they couldn't find my clit even with directions. Two, even if they could, they wouldn't. They're the type that only care about their own pleasure and that defeats the purpose of me hooking up with them."

"Well if you ever feel the need, my closet is your closet," Tyler said after a chuckle.

"Thanks, but I'm not sure I'll ever be that desperate," She replied as she pushed away from the frame about to leave.

"Whatever you say Katie,"

"The fuck did I tell you about calling me that?" She asked harshly as she stopped herself from walking away.

"They're right here. Come and take 'em." He challenged while he continued to mess around with what he was working on.

"Believe me if there is ever an opportunity for someone to cut your manhood off I would be the first in line."

Tyler chuckled before looking her in the eyes, a darker tone coating his voice as he spoke now. "You seem to forget just how much of a man I am love. You know damn well I'm capable of making any woman scream. Just depends on them if it's pain or pleasure."

"Well you're always a pain in my ass. And not the good kind," Kate retorted, trying to sound how she normally does around him and not as if his words were bringing him back to the night she met him.

"You get that for free. Just a perk of living here." He joked while winking at her. But, you could get the pleasure too. Just tell me how you want it."

He set down the electronics he had been playing with on a desk that was by his bed standing there with his arms crossed as if he was making a legitimate offer. Kate was fine with this just being banter between them, but the longer she stood in his room with him, and the longer he talked, the more she didn't want to leave. Somehow through her conversation with him she had felt her underwear damped throughout the course of it. Now painfully aware that she had been slightly squeezing her thighs together to try and relieve the building pressure. And incredibly embarrassed because she realized she didn't know how long she had been doing so.

"But that part's not free. Hypothetically speaking."

Tyler crossed his arms. "Quite simple really. I get you off. You get me off. And I get to enjoy the visual of you falling apart for me. That's always a plus."

"You say that like I'd just fall into your bed and start begging."

He shrugged. "Might have to. What if once I get you under me I tell you I want to hear you beg for it or I won't make you cum. Then what? You have two choices. Leave unsatisfied and hornier than ya were when you came in here, or beg."

'No one would ever be that needy' is the response that would have usually left Kate's mouth. Except for in this instance, she might be. She might have to swallow her pride and the dislike she had for Tyler just to get some relief. She just had to figure out if she'd be able to look herself in the mirror later if she gave in.

"Fuck it," She mumbled as she walked fully into his room to where he stood, slamming the door closed behind her. "You got fifteen minutes Bate."

Tyler chuckled briefly before grabbing Kate by the arm and carefully spinning her around to face the bed before pushing down on her upper back. Kate let him bend her over the edge of the bed as goosebumps began to rise out of her flesh. Partially for the excitement of what was about to happen. But partially nervousness of being alone with him and allowing him to have control. He stood behind her, one hand placed on her hip as he pulled her lower body closer to his. Kate wiggled against him, trying to get comfortable, and was able to feel just how hard their conversation had made him. Tyler didn't expect it and a slight groan fell from his lips as he pushed his body even closer to hers, grinding against her. His other hand slowly traced up her back to the back of her neck as his fingers slowly intertwined with her hair before pulling on it yanking her head up. He smiled as she pushed against him even more.

"You're in my domain now sweetheart. I'll play with you as long as I want."

Later that night, Kate was walking down the hallway towards Trent's office he had on the top floor of the building. She knocked on the door at precisely the time he told her to be there and was met with his deep voice on the other side telling her to come in. She opened the heavy wooden door and entered to see Trent sitting in the large chair behind his desk. Tyler was already in the room, but she also noticed another man in one of the seats across from the desk. Kate was slightly confused at first because she thought the meeting was suppose to just be herself, Tyler and Trent. She had never seen this other man before.

"Ah. Needed to bring in one of your girls for the next meeting? Long day?" The man asked as Kate got closer to the desk.

Her face scrunched up slightly as she heard what this man had to say. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but before she was able to answer, Trent spoke.

"No. Not this time. She's worth more than some whore on her knees."

Kate found herself smiling at his answer. She felt pride in herself that he thought that highly of her. It made her feel like she was a beneficial part in his organization, and doing a good job proving her loyalty. It made her feel like when she was younger and Sheamus had taken her in and began to show her the ropes. She picked everything up quickly and he would tell her what a good job she was doing. And her worries began to fade about useful enough to have a place to stay and become an active part of the group. She hadn't felt that in a long time.

"You got a girl working for you now? And a hot one at that?" The mystery man asked surprised. "She could make you a lot of money in your club with that look."

"Look at that face," Trent instructed as he pointed at Kate. "I've seen that face sad, angry, upset, happy, you name it. That face can infiltrate anyone's heart and can be a ticket inside. That is entirely more valuable than however many twenties will get thrown at her in a night."

"Well then," He began as he started to stand up. "If you ever change your mind and want to test her out, let me know."

"I'd quit while ahead if I was you mate. Her bite is actually worse than her bark." Trent warned.

"And I've heard her bark plenty. It's pretty vicious." Tyler added.

"Close the door on your way out. Someone will show you to the front."

Kate didn't say anything to him, but tried to keep a stern look on her face which was a bit difficult since she was beaming internally. She waited until the door was closed before she spoke.

"Well he seems nice," She stated sarcastically.

"You shoulda heard him earlier. Lad doesn't know when to shut up," Tyler said.

"Sounds familiar."

"At least I was here to listen to him," Tyler mumbled.

"Hey. I got here at the time Mr. Seven asked me to be here."

Trent cleared his throat causing both of them to stop talking and look at him.

"In order for this to work, I'm going to need the two of you to work together and trust each other. Is that going to be a problem?"

"Of course not boss. You know I'm always professional when I need to be. And you know where my loyalty lies." Tyler answered.

"What about you?" He asked as he looked at Kate.

Kate looked over her shoulder to Tyler, then back to Trent.

"No, sir. Tyler may be a dick and there may be times I'd like to shove a cactus down his throat, but I know he has my back. And I'll have his."