Playing With Fire (Terry Silver)

Chapter Seven

The pair arrived at Terry's house. They headed inside into Terry's bathroom connected to his office by the front door. Amara sat on the counter and grabbed out some rubbing alcohol and a cotton pad. She poured the alcohol on the pad and attempted to clean the small gashes on Terry's face. Even up on the counter she was too short to reach Terry's face.
"Jesus, you're tall."
Amara muttered with a smirk. Terry crouched down a little,
"Better, doll?"
He asked with a small chuckle,
"Much."
Amara smiled innocently to him. Terry put his palm on Amara's exposed thigh. He gave it a little squeeze.
"Do you want me to clean your cuts or not?"
Amara giggled, causing Terry to smile. Amara quickly wiped off the dried blood from Terry's face.
"Alright, done."
Amara hesitantly rubs her thumb underneath Terry's lip,
"All night I've been thinking about what I want to do to you."
Terry said in a dark voice, clutching Amara's jaw with his fingers and tilting her head back and planting his lips onto hers. Amara was in heaven, the feeling of Terry on her lips made her feel warm and safe. It was the first time their lips were meeting, but they immediately knew that it wouldn't be the last.

Terry pulled away from Amara and looked into her eyes. A smirk was plastered on his face,
"Are you gonna be a good girl for me, Amara?"
Terry asked in a sexy deep tone
"Y-yes."
Amara stuttered out. She could barley get out any words.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, sir."
Amara said with a smirk.
"Yeah, that's it. Good girl."
Terry smirked leaning into to kiss her once again. Amara immediately returned the kiss. Amara pulled away,
"I think we should take this upstairs."
She smirked to Terry. Terry didn't answer, instead he wrapped his large arms around Amara's waist and picked her up off of the marble counter, connecting their lips together once again.

Terry carried her up the stairs to his bedroom. He sat her down on the bed.
"Amara, I can't wait to have my way with you."
He smirks, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his muscular forearms. Amara was so horny. She was squeezing her thighs together just to feel some relief. But she was also scared, Amara had never had sex before.
"T-terry, this is my.. well it's my first time."
She admits to him. This just makes Terry want Amara even more. She's so perfect.
"Just lay back, and let me take care of you, doll."
He smirks, pulling down the straps of her dress. He unzips the back of it and slips it down her body, revealing a black lace bra and some sexy black underwear to compliment it. The devil works hard but Monica from the store works harder to please Terry Silver.

Terry couldn't help but to admire Amara's body.
"You're so fucking sexy."
Terry praised her as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his tone upper body. Amara was amazed by how incredible terry looked. She couldn't help but to let her hands explore.
"Fuck."
Amara mutters, Terry grabs her shoulders and pushes her back into the mattress. He starts kissing her lips, then her neck, her collarbones, and all the way down to the top of her breasts. Terry wasted no time pulling down each strap of her bra and unclasping it revealing her breasts.
"God, look at you."
He praises, Amara moans at the sudden kisses that are being delivered to her nipples.
"Be a good girl and spread your legs."
Terry demanded her. Amara immediately obliged spreading her legs just enough for Terry to reach down to her vagina and cup it in his large hands.
"You're so wet, angel."
Terry mutters. Terry gives a very light bite to her nipple that causes her to moan aloud. The pain mixed with the pleasure was like a high.

Terry inserted a finger into Amara's vagina, causing her to moan aloud. He slip in another and another, causing her to cry out.
"Yeah, good girl. Taking this so well. Who knew you'd look so go with my fingers inside of you?"
He praises, pulling out his fingers. He puts them into her mouth,
"Suck, now."
He demands. Amara obliges, desperately craving his touch once again. Terry takes his fingers out of her mouth and begins to take off his belt and dress pants, he couldn't help but notice Amara's gaze upon him,
"Like what you see?"
He teases her
"Please."
Amara begs. She didn't care how desperate she seemed, she just wanted him inside of her.
"Tell me what you want, angel."
"I want you to fuck me, please. I want to be your personal toy."
Amara begged. Fuck, she was good at dirty talking. Terry could feel his cock get harder hearing her say that,
"Yeah you wanna be my toy, doll?"
Terry said as he began stroking himself.
"Yes, sir."
Amara said, biting her lip. Terry couldn't take it anymore, her out the tip of his penis at her entrance, and slipped inside of her. Terry was big, it took Amara a second to adjust to his size. Terry wanted to make sure it felt good for her, so he took it slow.
"Mmhmm fuck Terry."
Amara moans.

Later that night, the two are laying next to one another. Amara was under Terry's arm, almost like he was sheltering her.
"That was amazing."
She told him, looking up into his eyes. Terry smirked down to her
"I've been wanting to make you mine for so long."
"I want everyone to know that I'm yours."
She breathed out, snuggling deeper into Terry's arms. There was only one problem with that, John Kreese would never approve. Terry had to get him out of the picture once and for all.

Terry had just dropped off Amara at her apartment. Amara walked inside and was greeted by Kreese sitting on the couch,
"How was your night, dear?"
He asked with a smirk on his face. Amara couldn't really tell him how special her night truly was but she decided to give him some information,
"It was great. We definitely threw the Miyagi-Dos off balance. Did you know that Robby and Tory had some love triangle with them?"
Amara explained.
"That's a long story."
He chuckled.
"Well let's just say, the fight ended with everyone in the pool."
Amara laughed, taking a seat next to Kreese on the couch.
"What did you do tonight?"
She asked him.
"Oh not much. Just.."
He trailed off. Amara didn't buy it. Maybe Kreese could tell her the reason that Terry was beaten up tonight.
"What really happened?"
Amara said with her lips pursed.
"Damn. How can you already call my bullshit?"
Kreese laughed.
"We both have the same bullshitting face."
Amara lightly chuckles and makes a movement with her hands signalling for him to explain,
"Long story short, I got in a fight with Johnny Lawrence."
"What? Why?"
Amara asked confused, weren't they waiting for the tournament to settle things?
"It's a long story for another night. Why don't you get ready for bed, dear."
"Okay."
Amara said with a small yawn, she didn't realize how tired she was. Kreese wrapped an arm around her and gave her a small hug. Amara stood off the couch and went to her bedroom to get ready for bed.

Terry decided to make a stop at the dojo on the way home from dropping off Amara. One thing led to another, and here he was, drunk off his ass in the back room of the Cobra Kai dojo, talking to himself like a psycho. In the midst of Terry's small breakdown, in walked the man from a few days ago, Raymond. Or as he liked to call himself, Stingray.
"Oh! Hey! Hey! Hey! Mr.Vice Sensei."
He said in a smug tone walking towards Terry. This only further pissed him off. Look at this fool thinking he was Cobra Kai material.
"How goes it? Ooh, is that a techno gym? I think Dwayne Johnson has one of those in his bathroom."
The fool laughed to himself. Terry just got angrier,
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
He pointed to him.
"Sensei Kreese was clear. Get the hell out."
Terry pointed to the back door. Stingray held up his hands in defence,
"I-I don't meant to be disrespectful but I think he's incorrect in his assessment. You ask any of the students here, uh, what they think of Stingray, and th-they want me on the team, sir."
Terry looked to the ground and almost instantly came up with a plan to finally get rid of John. He took a step towards Stingray
"So, you want to be Cobra Kai?"
"Yes, Sensei."
Stingray answered.
"I've already proven myself to my peers, but now, I'm gonna prove myself to you, sir."
Terry lightly chuckles,
"How bad do you want it?"
Stingray nods, excitedly
"I want it more than anything else in the world, sir. It's literally all I want. It's all I think about. I'll do anything, please."
He begged. Terry chuckles once again,
"You wanna be Cobra Kai? Ooh so you wanna be Cobra Kai?"
Terry slurs and throws a punch directly to his face causing Stingray to groan out in pain at the sudden hit. Terry laughs aloud as Stingray stands up, facing him, holding his now bloody nose in his hands.
"You wanna be Cobra Kai?"
Terry laughs and sends a kick right to his groin, that sends him doubling over. As Stingray goes to get up, Terry throws another punch to his face,
"You wanna be Cobra Kai?"
Then he throws another kick to his stomach.

After he and Raymond discuss the details of the plan, Terry is headed home. He shouldn't be driving in his current condition but what does he care, he's rich. The laws aren't meant for him. Terry drives the whole way home, with an open bottle of liquor next to him. Taking occasional sips as he drives. When Terry gets home, he can't help but to laugh at how brilliant he was. Stingray or whatever his name is, will say that John beat him up, everyone will believe it, and not only will he get to take over Cobra Kai all to himself, he will get to keep what's his, all to himself, Amara.