Hoe for Hosie

Against the Wall

Hope's PoV

I was busy preparing to murder Finch when suddenly Josie entered my apartment.

"What are you doing?" She asked, staring at me. I was holding guns, wearing black, leather suit.

I wore it when I was planning to fight someone, a completely different from my usual attire.

"I'm going to murder Finch." I answered easily, checking my guns if they are completely loaded. I turned to fix Josie with a cold, glowing gaze and stride forward until I stood in front of her. "She's been running her mouth about things that should remain unspoken."

She's been saying to me how good is Josie when she was under her.

She blinked, caught a bit off guard by how close I was, standing next to her.

"Wait," She said, stepping back away from me and looking at me incredulously. "You can't just murder Finch because I slept with her once."

"I can and I will." I said, stepping forward, crowding Josie against the wall behind her. She lifted her hand to grasp golden spikes around my gun. "I've had enough of her running her mouth about how you looked under her, you're mine Josie."

"That's not a reason to murder her." She said, voice breathless from my hand in her hair. I pulled her head back by my grip, holding her in place as I pressed our mouths together and forced my tongue into her mouth.

I pulled my mouth away, dragging my lips to her ear and took the lobe between my teeth and worried the skin. She had to sink her teeth into her own lip to stop herself from letting any unwanted noises escape her mouth, pressing forward against my body.

"I can't stand that she's seen you like this," I growled into her ear, pulling her closer to me and resting my other gun at the base of her spine. "Flushed, writhing and moaning as she takes you apart with her hands and.." My words faded away to a harsh, snarling sound before sinking my teeth into the skin of Josie's throat and finally pulling a cry from her beautiful mouth.

"Drop the guns," She ordered, words downplayed by how breathy her voice sounded. I saw her swallowed heavily, forcefully steadying her voice as she repeated herself. "Drop them, Hope."

I didn't respond to her, too focus on the skin that I was worrying between my teeth in an attempt to leave a mark that wouldn't disappear within the hour.

But I dropped my weapons anyway. I can't resist my Josie.

It cause Josie to flinch as they landed on the floor loudly. I had a moment to be thankful that neither of the guns fired before my hands returned to her body, one fisting in her hair to hold her in place and the other wrapping around her fully. She breathed a soft sigh of relief, relaxing in my grip and letting me do what I want.

"Does she know how to touch you like this?" I asked, voice thick and angry. One of my hands moved to her nipple and rolled the flesh between my fingers, pulling a whine from her mouth. "How to make you scream for her?"

She pulled me closer to her instead of answering, capturing my mouth, distracting me from my line of questioning. She then turned her own attention to the zipper at my throat, pulling it down to reveal my skin.

She continued to drag the zipper down until the leather came apart at my torso and allowed her to push it from my shoulders, leaving me bare from the waist up. The fabric dropped around my feet once it was free in my arms, leaving me in just tight-fitting leather pants.