Lust Meets Wrath

Side Job

Striker got a call a few days later from someone, he listened and grinned. "Sure no problem,  Ah can handle it. Wire me half now and half after... no Ah'm not joking."He waited and rattled his tail. "Thank ya, it'll be done soon." He stood and opened Lena's door. "Lena... yer going on a mission with me pumpkin! "

Lena blushed some pulling her towel over her. "STRIKER! For fuck sakes knock!" 

Striker grinned. "Well, well all wet for me huh?" He joked and winked. 

"Oh Satan.... stoooppp..." she giggled and kept her towel around her. "What's this about a mission?" She asked and lifted a brow.

"Right! Got a mission Ah wanna take ya on. Small job, how about it? Wanna come watch me work." 

She bit her lip and nodded. "Yes... fuck yes."

"Then get yer cute little ass dressed, and not in anything fancy." He snickered and shut the door. "Meet out front when yer dressed darlin' Ah'll wait for ya."

She grinned and dressed up in some denim jeans and a black shirt with three quarter sleeves. Lena looked at herself in the mirror before heading out front. "So where we going?"

He whistled and rattled his tail. "Damn darlin' ya look good in anything." He snickered then answered her, "Edge of Greed, apparently some greedy douchenozzle, as the client put it, took something that wasn't his that means the world to this Incubus. So he wants the greedy fuck dead... and the item returned."

"Sounds like fun." She walked over to him and ran her claws over his abs. He tensed and looked to her, a pleased hiss coming from him. She smirked and patted Bombproof who nickered and nipped at her hair. 

Damn she lit a fire in him. She was gonna get it for teasing him like that. "Yeah..." he climbed into the saddle and helped her up in front of him. Tail around her waist as hers did the same to him. 

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They were in position and he looked to Lena, motioning her over to him. 

"Hm?" She looked to him. 

He handed her the blessed rifle and pointed. "Ya see that fucker in the green and gold tacky ass tux? The one with the red tie that doesn't match?"

She moved just so, holding the rifle and looked down the scope. "Ewww yeah."

"That's the target, yer gonna shoot him." He said and grinned. 

"Really?" 

"Yeah, ya got a lock on him?"

"Mhm..."

"Good." He moved and lay on her, whispering. "Shoot that fucker."

She shuddered under him, was he trying to break her focus? She aimed, took a breath and both eyes were open. She pulled the trigger and the recoil pushed her back into him. The target dropped and she shivered. 

Striker grinned and licked her cheek. "Mmm good shot pumpkin." He chuckled. 

Blushing a little she looked to him. She could feel him rubbing against her just a little bit, but realized the actual reason he lay on her was to save her from the recoil. "Heh... thanks."

"C'mon,  let's go get what we came for." He stood and took the rifle, giving her a hand. 

They scaled down the building and up the opposite one. Both of them rifling through the drawers, the dead body, both wearing gloves. Striker grinned when found it. "One Asmodean Crystal... alright. Let's get outta here." He looked to her. 

Lena nodded and they headed down, hoping on Bombproof.  Striker steering the stallion toward Lust. Lena  huffed and leaned on him. She had hoped to never set foot in that damn ring again, ever. 

"Hey, yer with me and Bombproof... anyone fucks with ya.. Ah'll kick thier asses."  He leaned over her and nuzzled into her neck. 

She blushed and looked to him. "Mmmm... okay." 

They approached Ozzie's and a pair of incubi stepped forward. "You must be Ace... got yer Crystal for ya."

"Hey thanks, transferred the funds soon as saw this gorgeous stallion of yours. And who's the little cutie? Your daughter?" Ace chuckled and Josh smiled a little. 

"Na this here is my partner, little firecracker and a crack shot too. Now..." he handed the Crystal over. "Ya'll have a good night."

Lena shivered and leaned on Striker, she hated being here in Lust. Too many bad memories...too much bad shit happened here. 

Ace winked. "Thanks, later you two cuties." Josh chuckled some and the two headed inside. 

Striker looked to her. "Are you alright pumpkin?" He asked and nuzzled her. 

"Yes.. just.. can we leave... I wanna go home..." she shuddered and leaned close to him. 

He could feel how tense and uneasy she was being in this ring, as if something about just passing through bothered her deeply. "Yeah, we can go home." He said and kissed her cheek. Urging Bombproof back toward Wrath.  He didn't like seeing her so upset like this, it bothered him. 

Lena stayed close to him, eyes shut until they entered Wrath. She took a deep breath and relaxed. 

"Are you alright?" He asked as Bombproof headed toward home. 

"I am now, I hate going into Lust. The smells, the sounds, everything is too much. It's a reminder of what I left and why. A reminder of a past I wanna forget but can't escape..." she shivered. 

He held her close, turning her toward him and hugging her. "Do you wanna talk about it pumpkin?"

"No... I wanna forget... block it out." She sighed some, not ready to delve down a rabbit hole she had buried so long ago. "Just take me home..."

"Okay ." Striker held her and rumbled. She wasn't ready to share. That was fine, she wanted a distraction.. he would provide it.