Scythe
I watch as she walks in with Niya, headin’ straight for us “Hey baby! Where you been?” Colt, asks Niya.
“Nowhere in particular,” she says, Widow just standin’ there.
“Well, Niya thanks for your help,” she says, her voice vibratin’ through me.
“Anytime” she goes to walk off, but stops turnin' back.
“Niya, what I told you, it's strictly between us” Niya nods.
“My lips are sealed Widow, don't worry,” and I wonder what the fuck that was about
“Cool, thanks” she looks at me givin' me a chin lift, and I notice her nipples through her top; she's either very cold or horny. She looks down at her chest and smiles leanin' down like she's going to kiss me, but whispers in my ear “Get some sleep honey your gonna need all your energy” she says my dick almost explodes right there like a fuckin’ teenager. Her smell invadin’ my senses vanilla, peaches, and the ocean, a bead of sweat forming on my brow. I tilt my head, so my lips run over her cheek, and I feel her rub her own cheek on mine.
“After I beat your ass tomorrow baby you’re gonna be on your knees suckin’ on my cock until I'm coming down that sexy neck of yours” I whisper and she smiles.
“Is that a challenge” I turn my head so our lips are millimeters apart, if I move just that tiny bit we'd be kissin’ our eyes lock, and hers dilate.
“Do you want it to be?” I ask prayin’ she’ll say yes
“Let’s make it interesting than,” she says pullin’ back a bit and I miss her already.
“Ok”
“I'll suck your cock for as long as you want me to if you win and if I win you pleasure me all night anyway I want” I smile at her.
“I think I win either way baby” she smiles.
“We'll see,” she says standin’ up, and I notice people watchin’ us, she winks at me walkin' off.
“Brother your fucked” I hear turnin' and look at Stryker.
“I think I might lose on purpose” they all frown at me.
“Don't you fuckin’ dare!” Cookie says, and I look at him laughin'
*
The night goes by fast Cookie, and I play pool against Hawk and Boogie “So, you think you can beat our girl?” Hawk says, and I look up at him.
“Your girl.”
“Yes, our girl,” he says again.
“She your Old Lady,” I ask grindin' my teeth at the thought of it, but he laughs.
“Fuck no! I feel sorry for any man who tries to get her to sit behind him on his bike she'd probably stab him” we all laugh.
“Yeah, she seems like the type.”
“Trust me she fuckin’ is.”
“Magic and her seem tight” I look over to where her and Magic are sittin’ next to each other.
“Nah, don't read anything into it there just friends, he sees her as a little sister.”
“You sure” (it sure as fuck doesn’t look like it)
“Yeah man I'm sure,” Hawk says
“So were you surprised Preacher made her a Prospect” he smiles lookin’ over at her.
“Fuck no! When that woman wants somethin’, she makes sure she gets it” (fuck I hope she wants me as bad as I want her)
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Ava
I watch Scythe playing pool with Hawk and Boogie, every time he bends over to take a shot my panties get wetter by the minute. When I came in with Niya I couldn't help it, I know winking at him was dumb but god I couldn't stop myself. The man has me all twisted inside, and when I leaned down, and his aftershave hit my nose, I swear I orgasmed just then. He smelt of leather which has always turned me on and oranges and spices my mouth watering just being near him. But when he said about sucking on his cock, I swear my ovaries were screaming at me to push him back and mount him, my pussy tingling at the thought (fuck I need to get laid again)
“You into him,” Magic asks me, and I shake my head, and he raises his eyebrow at me “The way you where eye fuckin’ him I thought you were.”
“Fuck off! I was not!”
“You fuckin’ where and I'm worried” I look at him and sit up.
“Why?”
“Because if you like him, it means emotions are in play, and you lose” I sit back
“I know how to keep it in my pants, thank you very much.”
“Just make sure you do.”
“Why, what do you lose if I lose?” he looks at me.
“A sister” for the first time my visard cracks and tears come to my eyes, I stand up fast.
“I'm going to bed,” I tell him walkin' out fast before anyone can see Magic's words affected me, I'm halfway up the stairs when Summer comes out of one of the rooms.
“Hi,” she says, smiling.
“Hey”
“Would you like some company?” she asks.
“No, not tonight.”
“Oh, ok well good luck for tomorrow.”
“Thanks,” I say making my way up to my room, I'm just about to open the door when I hear a woman moan (what the fuck) I open the door seein' Rex fucking one of the whores on my bed.
“What the fuck?” I say, and he looks up at me
“Fuck Widow! Thought you were downstairs.”
“Yeah fuckhead I was, now I'm not, so get the fuck out” he stands up, tucking his dick in, the redhead on the bed is the same chick I saw yesterday sucking off Venom. They both walk past me, and I lay on the bed, the smell of her sickly perfume hitting my nose “Fuck!” I stand up pullin' the sheets off of the bed and throwin' them to the floor “Fucking bitches” I don't mind Old Ladies but club whores fuck no, I mean Summer was nice and I know I shouldn't have, but fuck Scythe has me masturbating none stop.
*
I wake the next morning early sleep took ages last night, and when I did get to sleep, I dreamt of Scythe god he has my emotions on a fucking rollercoaster. I've done nothing but think about him since I've been here, everywhere I go I think about him. My every waking hour is consumed by him, I've never thought of a guy like this, and it's putting me off kilter. I hate this maybe if we just fuck, I'll stop thinking about him (yeah that's it just sexual chemistry). Once I win the fight, I'll fuck his brains out (shit what if doesn't want anything to do with me if I do win). “ARGH!” I yell to the empty room, I lay there for ages clearing my mind thinking of today’s fight and thinking about winning my Cut (fuck I want it so bad).
I get up undo my hair and step into the shower, as I run my fingers through it Scythe comes to mind. Him threading his fingers through my hair pulling me down to suck on his cock, fuck I can almost imagine his taste, oranges and spices not sweet or sour just the perfect combination of both. I moan, running my finger over my nipples tweaking my piercings, and a tingle makes me moan, I pull on them a little harder moving my hand down and rubbing my fingers over my clit rubbing the little piercing I have on my hood. I rub it in little circles moaning louder imaging his tongue flicking it, spreading my legs I imagine his tongue lightly flick my clit. I move my hand down lower inserting a finger into my aching core; I stand in the shower fingering myself, my pussy pulsing (fuck yes, I needed that) I'll give it to Scythe, he has definitely got my spank bank full. As I come out of the bathroom, my dad is sitting on my bed. “What the fuck dad I could have come out of here naked?” he looks up at me, and I see the concern on his face. Something my dad never does, he's too much like me, or me like him never showing weakness. “What's wrong?” I ask standing there in my towel
“Baby girl....I... good luck for today,” he says, and I frown at him sitting on the bed next to him, I want to show him I'm fine, but that's a weakness and I won't
“Don't be a pussy?” I tell him, and he laughs
“Fuck off!... if you get hurt, your mom will kill me” I laugh bumping him with my shoulder.
“Well, at least you were thinking about you,” I tell him.
“Smart-ass,” he says, rubbing my head (I swear the next fucker that does that is getting a kick in the balls)
“Get the fuck out, so I can get dressed,” I tell him and he stands but stops looking at me.
“You better fuckin’ win!” he tells me, and I laugh.
“Get out.”
When I come into the main room people are everywhere, the fight isn’t until lunchtime so I have three hours to go over strategies with dad and relax. I might even go back out to the beach Niya took me to yesterday, I don't see Scythe anywhere, but that's not unusual at this time of the morning he's always at the gym.
I have a well-balanced breakfast as dad, and I head up to my room to go over a plan of attack. We go through scenarios of what could happen; Neo the clubs Tech guy put together a mash-up of Scythe's fights over the past couple of days. I watch how he moves, where he puts his feet before he throws a punch everything is under scrutiny.
“Got ya somethin’,” dad says opening his bag he brought in with him. He pulls out a pair of black shorts with red piping on the sides, my name stitched into the ass side of them and matching sports bra.
“Wow dad, it's great” I hold it up, smiling.
“So, I guess you knew I'd get this far” he laughs.
“Baby girl I've always got faith.”
“Glad you do,” I tell him.
“Your gonna win,” he says without any hesitation.
“I know I just like hearing it,” I say, and he pushes me laughing.
“Smartass!... right, we've got an hour into the fight, so stay in here relax, listen to your music and I'll come get ya when the time comes.”
“Ok,” I lay back on the bed putting my earbuds in and closing my eyes. I imagine Scythe again; this time were in the ring and I go through scenarios of how the fight will go and how I'm going to kick his ass.