Lust Meets Wrath

The Truth

A few days had passed and the two had enjoyed being with each other, Lena helping about the house when he was out or needed it. If she intended to stay she was gonna work for it. Her curiosity was eating away at her, why did he have a blessed weapon?

She was going to ask him about it tonight, she had hers as protection but... Striker was a tank among imps. Able to take a hit and keep coming. Why did he need a rifle? Much less a blessed one. 

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After dinner that night she looked to Striker. "Hey can I ask ya something?"

"Always pumpkin, what's on yer mind?" 

"Well I was wondering why you have a blessed rifle, you seem perfectly capable of handling everything yourself." She bit her lip.

He watched her, she seemed hesitant to ask such a thing. Could he trust her with the truth? Would she take a lie? Should he throw her a half truth to sate her curious mind? He had hoped she would never ask.  Taking a breath he looked to her and smiled. "It's for my job, Ah'm an assassin for hire. Ah told ya Ah was dangerous."

She watched him, the way he spoke, his eyes moving, every little inch of his body language and the infliction in his voice. All telltale signs that he was telling the truth but not all of it. This bothered her on a personal level. "Striker... I believe ya.. but I can't help but feel you are still hiding something from me. Don't ya trust me?"

He shuddered at her words and knelt down then pinned her to the wall. "Ah do trust ya, but Ah also don't wanna put ya in danger because of my job." 

Lena blushed and looked to him, kissing his snoot. "You know I can handle myself."

"Ah know pumpkin, but the people that hired me and my target could use you against me. Ah don't want that." He said.

"I don't want you dead.. I can help."

"Lena... Ah know ya wanna help... but this is a job for one." He nuzzled her. 

She hugged him. "Idiot, I could help you."

"Were this any other job... Ah would let ya. But this job is my burden to bear, okay?" He held her close and let his tail rattle. "Ah care about ya too much."

She nuzzled into him and whimpered. "Ah care about you too dammit, fucking sweet snake."

"Ah got an idea, there's a shooting competition tomorrow here in Wrath. Ya wanna come with?"

"Fuck yes I do! And I wanna compete." She grinned.

"There's that cute grin, and yeah it'll be fun." He winked and kissed her cheek. 

"Bet I can outshoot them all." 

"We'll see."