Syverson

Chapter Eight

Authors note:

More sexual activities.

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Syverson

I stayed with Vix until Jess got home. Jess and Vix asked me to stay for dinner, but I'd been in the same clothes for 36 hours, and I wanted to shower and change.

Vix drove me home, she had a Mini Cooper, and I had to pull my head down to my shoulders to fit in it. Vix laughed, though, and it was good to see her smile.

I was worried for a while there that she would feel different about me after what went down with her ex. That seeing me be violent, even mildly like that, would scare her off. It didn't seem to. I couldn't have left her alone even if I wasn't interested in her. I can't stand bullies, and Macca surely was one. He was the kind of guy I'd seen on deployment sometimes, all bark and no bite. He was a pussy when I got him alone, shaking and not even trying to get away. I couldn't stand pussy's like him.

It had been hard not to beat the shit out of him when Vix had left. That he had touched her like that without her permission made me burn inside. It made me burn even more that once upon a time, she had let him touch her like that. That's when I knew I had to call Softy. I didn't know if I could keep my rage in check.

Vix seemed happy for me to stay with her all day. We watched some of her favourite movies. I enjoyed Marlon Brando in On the Waterfront. Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? was a bit weird for my taste, though. But I'd watch paint dry just to have her snuggled into me like she did.

Vix wasn't as flirty as she had been. She didn't try to get me to fuck her all day. We hadn't even kissed again. I would have thought she didn't want me anymore if it hadn't been for the way she laced her fingers through mine as we snuggled. She brought out a protective instinct in me so deep it was almost part of my wiring. Even crying the night before, she didn't appear as vulnerable as she seemed while she hugged me and held my hand.

It didn't mean she wasn't still as sexy as hell. She was just one of those girls who was sexy no matter what she did. After one of the movies finished, she had stretched her whole body out after standing. Her arms raised above her head, her shirt lifted and just seeing the way her waist curved to her hip was enough to give me a boner.

When I got out of Vix's car, I went around to her side and leaned in to kiss her. "You still ok to go out tomorrow night?"

"Of course," she smiled, the smile I've come to think of as her naughty girl smile.

I reached into the car and held the back of her neck, and kissed her like I had wanted to all day. I let my tongue search out her piercing and, not for the first time, wondered what it would feel like to have her tongue on my dick. I reached into her car and under her t-shirt. She hadn't put a bra on, and I touched her tits for the first time that day. I let my fingers tug just slightly on her piercing, and she moaned into my mouth.

I pulled away with a wink and said, "See you at seven tomorrow, Victoria." I went inside before she could say anything.

I had a shower and made sure it was ice cold. It wasn't enough to cool my blood entirely, but it helped.

I had to work out where the hell I would take a girl like Vix out on a date. I want to do something she will like but damn, that girl is into weird shit. I figured she wouldn't be impressed by just any dinner and a movie. I searched until I finally find something I think she will like. I definitely needed to buy a car for it.