The Rouge and the Reject

Air-Soft Rifles and Blue Hawaiians

Arya.

            “Okay now remember; keep him in your sights.” Jeremy said standing behind me. I nodded adjusting the air soft rifle in my hands before aiming at Peter who was a few yards away in the woods, casually walking around as if no one was near him.

            “Alright once you feel like you’ve got a good shot, gently squeeze the trigger like you did before and fucking nail him.” Jeremy chuckled.

“Okie dokie!” I giggled. I closed my eyes and squeezed the trigger.

“AH! FUCK!” Peter yelled in agony. Jeremy boomed with laughter. I opened my eyes to see Peter dancing around his hand holding a spot on his lower back.

“You’re a dead eye! I love it!” Jeremy laughed taking the rifle from my hand. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder as we made our way out of the forest.

Peter, Jeremy and I had spent most of the day shooting beer cans on the beach. Or running around the forest shooting each other with pellet guns. After breakfast Daniel said he had some business to take care of and went into the basement. He had yet to come out, probably lost in his work.

“Girl’s a natural. I’m fucking starving, what about you guys?” Peter asked jogging to catch up with us as we walked up the hill to the house.

“I could eat.” I piped up “Definitely worked up an appetite while I was kicking your ass.” I teased giving Peter a cheeky grin.

“Well look who’s getting cocky!” Peter laughed.

“She kicked your ass and you know it.” Jeremy mocked his friend as we reached the back porch. Peter rolled his eyes walking ahead of use into the kitchen.

“Fine, maybe she did. So who wants pizza for lunch?” Peter asked turning to look at us as he rummaged through the freezer.

“Sounds good to me.” I said grabbing a bottle of water.

“Arya do you mind running downstairs and asking Dan what we wants to eat?” Peter asked me.

“No problem.” I said after chugging half of the water bottle I placed it on the counter and made my way to the basement.

Daniel was in the grow room sitting down at table with a couple of baby plants underneath a large light. He was taking measurements of the sprout, every now and then he jotted something down in a notebook next to him. A stereo sat on the table next to him, house music blaring from the speakers.

“Hey babe!” I yelled over the music walking through the aisles of marijuana plants toward him. Daniel turned around smiling when his eyes landed on me.

“Hey! Did you shoot Peter in the face?” He asked a look of hope on his face.

“No sorry, but I did nail him in the back of the knee while he was running and made him fall on his face. You should have seen it.” I giggled, Daniel laughed.

“The guys are making pizza, they wanted to know of you were hungry.” I said running my hand through his soft brown hair.

“Pizza sounds alright. I’m hungry for other things though.” Daniel whispered his eyes filled with lust. Before I could respond he grabbed my waist pulling me into his lap immediately smashing his lips against mine. For the first time, sparks erupted inside me. A small moan escaped my lips. Daniel took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth quickly winning the battle for dominance. One hand rested on the small of my back the other slid from my waist to the back of my neck pulling me closer. Daniel deepened the kiss, biting my lip slightly as let out a low growl. I tangled my hands in his hair losing myself in his kiss. Daniel’s hand wandered from my neck stroking my cheek before dipping to my breast, then my knee. All the while he never stopped kissing me, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. Daniels hand dipped between my thighs inching its way up. I pulled away from the kiss gasping for air before his hand could reach its destination. Daniel stared at me, his eyes completely black he leaned in to kiss me again, I backed away blushing.