The Collector and Her Steed

Chapter 27

The scent of paprika, smoked pork belly, and garlic filled the air as Heisenberg walked into the room carrying two bowls of iahnie (bean stew). Handing Mira one, he sat down in the banged up metal chair. "It's not much, but it's something."

Eagerly taking a few bites, as they hadn't eaten at all that day, Mira let out a groan. "It's great Heisenberg, pair this with some of my homemade bread and it'd be perfect." Leaning over she planted a slobbery kiss on his cheek before leaning back and wolfing down the stew.

Shaking his head with a chuckle, he wiped his cheek off and started eating his stew at a much slower rate. Before Mira he was used to only eating maybe once every couple of days. The lack of food all day didn't bother him, so it was easy to forget that Mira needed to eat. Silently scolding himself he watched her drain the broth from the bowl. "You should've told me you were hungry earlier Mira, I would've gotten you something." Reaching out, he offered her the rest of his stew.

She eyed his bowl before shaking her head. "You need to eat Heisenberg, you also didn't eat all day." Squinting her eyes, she saw him slightly shake his head. "Wait, do you guys even need to eat? I mean physically you all are different from normal humans." Setting her bowl in her lap, she watched him.

Taking a bite of stew, he shrugged. "Well we're all different, the supersized bitch has to eat human flesh and drink human blood because of a condition she had before she was turned into the super sized bitch. I'm pretty sure Moreau lives off of popcorn and raw fish. I have no idea about Donna, but the psycho doll doesn't eat. I hope it doesn't eat." A concerned look forms on his face as he contemplates the idea of what Angie would eat. Absentmindedly he ate another spoonful of stew. "Before you showed up, I'd eat once every couple of days and usually it was just some kind of gruel. Actually now that I think about it, the first real food I had was what you brought when I gave you that tour." Winking at her, he set his bowl down. "I've only been eating more regularly because of you."

Giving him a bright smile, she winked back at him. "Look at me making you take care of yourself. I'm so proud." Giggling, she flopped backwards onto the bed. "Now we just need to work on you sleeping properly. I'm guessing your sleep schedule was even worse before I showed up. Aren't you glad I came into your life?" She was too busy looking at the cracks in the ceiling to notice Heisenberg standing up. The only warning before being pinned down was the mattress sinking.

Chuckling at the stunned look on Mira's face, he pinned her arms on each side of her head. "It sounded like you wanted me to join you on the bed buttercup, so I obliged." Grinning, he dipped his head lower so his breath was now fanning against her face. His shins pressed into her thighs, keeping her fully pinned underneath him. "And yes, I am very glad you came into my life." Taking in the sight of her dark red face, he leaned the rest of the way in and pressed his lips against hers. At first Mira was tense, but she quickly eased into the kiss. Heisenberg could feel her body relax under him as the kiss went on. Releasing his grip on one of her arms, he slid his hand down her side to her thigh. Gently, he moved her leg to the side so he could slide his leg down to rest on the bed between her legs. Returning his hand to her arm, he repeated the process with the other side.

Now that Heisenberg was between Mira's legs, he broke the kiss to look down at her. There was a hunger in his eyes that Mira couldn't describe. Nibbling on her bottom lip nervously, her eyes trailed from his eyes down to his lips which were in his signature smirk. Squirming a bit under his gaze, she turned her head to the side to try and hide the emotions flooding through her.

Clicking his tongue in disapproval, he grabbed her chin and roughly made her look back at him. "You know how I feel about you looking away from me buttercup." As her eyes met his, he dipped back down for another kiss. This one was rougher than before, hunger fueled this one. Growls rumbled through his chest as Mira nipped at his bottom lip. His left hand removed itself from her arm and slid down her side, only to slip back up under her shirt.

With her now free hand, Mira gripped onto the bedding and let out a surprised groan as his hand explored under her shirt. Occasionally they would break the kiss momentarily to gulp in air, but the kiss would quickly start back up with the same fervor as before.

In the heat of the moment, Heisenberg hesitantly pressed his hips forward to gently grind up against Mira's hips. The sudden friction between the two caused Mira to break the kiss and gasp. Breathlessly, she manages to gasp out his name.

A hungry grin sat on his lips as he looked down at her. "I like this side of you buttercup," he muttered as he dipped his head down so that his lips were pressed against her earlobe. Giving it a nibble, he growled out, "so eager, so excited."

In an attempt to collect herself, she managed to stutter out a change in subject. "Wh-why do you call me buttercup now?"

Cocking his eyebrow up, he studied her face before speaking. "A character in one of Moreau's movies called his lady interest buttercup, I thought it suited you."

Despite being pinned down by a very sweaty, very shirtless, Heisenberg who just so happened to have his crotch pressed dangerously against her, she couldn't help but let out an 'aw' to what he said. Her 'aw' was quickly dismissed as Heisenberg let out a low growl.

"Hush it darlin." He had a very serious look on his face as he looked down at her. His grip tightened on her arm slightly as he watched her lips turn up into a smirk of her own.

"Make me." She giggled out, seeing her chance to try and tease him a bit since he had been doing plenty on his own. She swore she could see fire start in his eyes as he stared down at her. He repeated himself, a deeper growl rumbling through his chest but that just pushed her. "Make. Me." Putting emphasis on both words, she shook slightly with the thrill of defiance coursing through her. Her giggling stopped however as she heard what sounded like chains sliding against the cement floor.

"I'll make you regret saying that darlin."