Lust Meets Wrath

The Favor

Striker woke early, rumbling softly and looking into his arms at the little succuimp nestled close to his chest. Her claws had a fierce grip on his jacket, he hated the idea of waking her so he laid there until she rolled over. Slipping loose of her he went to get himself a shower and change. He changed into an all black outfit and put his hat and boots on. Watching her sleep he smiled then stepped out to go get them some breakfast. Lucky for him there was a local place that served up breakfast and they did it fairly well.

He was unsure what she likked so he went with bacon and scrambled eggs with toast for both of them. Bringing it back to the room he noted she was gone and heard the shower running. Knocking on the door got a startled squeak from the other side, "Ah got breakfast for us." He called. 

Lena stood there washing her body and wagged her tail. "Kay! I'm almost done." She had snagged an outfit from her backpack. Something a little more casual. Once clean and dried she pulled on a cute little light blue blouse and light denim jeans. 

Stepping out and drying her hair she noted the snake eating and smiled some. "Mmmm that smells good." She purred and hung the towel up, brushing her hair before settling at the little table next to him and opening her box to eat. 

"Ah didn't know what ya liked so Ah played it safe." He smiled at her, tail swaying a little. "Hope ya don't mind it."

"Na, I love this kinda breakfast." She nodded and wagged her tail. 

"Good, Ah woulda made ua somethin' myself but.. Motels don't have kitchens." He chuckled and worked on his own portion sipping on some blood orange juice. 

"You would do that for me?" Not shocked he could cook, shocked he would do so for her. She also sipped on her drink. 

"Fuck yes Ah would." He grinned.

"That's really sweet of you." She blushed.

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After they finished Striker gave her a serious look. "About that favor darlin'..."

"Oh right, what is it you want me to get for ya?" She smiled. 

He pulled out his phone and showed her a picture of his prized blessed rifle. "A couple thieves took this from me, Ah need it back." He swiped the screen and showed her a picture of Blitz and then one of Moxxie. "These two took my rifle see, and Ah want it back. Chances are it's stashed somewhere they can both get it."

She blinked a little and looked up at him. "I can get it back for ya. No big deal in the least. You trust me right?"

"Of course Ah do pumpkin. Now, we should return Spitfire home before we do anything else." He grinned some.

"Yeah yer friends said we ought to. That's a two day ride though." She was interrupted by a knock on the Motel door.

Striker raised a brow and pulled out his revolver opening the door and seeing the gayest, most flaming raven he had ever laid his eyes on. Holstering the gun he blinked. "Can Ah help ya sir?"

"Maybe... is Lena here?" A familiar voice asked.

"Francis?" She stood and peeked out from behind Striker. 

"You know this bird?"

"There you are darling... my goodness and wearing that cute fucking top. You got the clothes to impress this stud huh sweetie?" He grinned. 

"Francis.. come back to Hell... what are you doing here?" She grinned at Striker. "Yeah I know him, he's my shopping buddy."

"Ah..."

"Oh right! Sorry darling. You know who sent me to get you across Wrath faster."

"Unless yer scrawny ass can carry two imps and two horses..." he cut her off lifting a hand.

"No no no, you misunderstand sweetie. I've been given the portal spell to help you two just this once. Get your stuff ready and meet me behind the stables in five minutes. Both of you." He smiled and waved as he walked off. 

"Did he just say portal spell?" Striker looked to her. 

"Yeah..." she blinked and got her stuff ready. "C'mon... this sounds like a win win."

"Alright." He chuckled and got ready. 

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Striker was sitting on Bombproof and Lena was on Spitfire. 

"This portal is one way, you'll end up just outside the diner. The rest of your travels are up to you." Francis explained. 

"Got it." They both said and she giggled as Striker winked at her. 

"Good." He said and cast the spell, a portal opening that was surrounded in green and blue energy. Francis smiled some and held the portal open. 

Lena urged Spitfire through and Bombproof followed. When they passed they were right out the diner, the portal shut behind them. 

"Ya got some interesting connections lil' lady." Striker chuckled.

"Indeed..."