𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓓𝓸𝓵𝓵 (🟢)

Pilot

I walked into Buck's place as I usually did every weekday just to see Dal. The usual greeting was passed around to the few hung over strangers laid flat on the floor or across the counter.

"Dal upstairs?"

" 'Course," Buck replied to my simple question as he wiped down the counters.

"He always is. Just make sure to knock as always." I nodded as I waved and smiled at Buck. Buck was pretty cool, didn't mind him much.

I walked up the stairs quickly, but quietly in caution of not to wake Dal. I knocked on the door and waited as I passed my weight from one foot to the other. I could hear the squeak of the old bed, and some loud footsteps.

"BabyDoll?" Dal asked, his voice almost slurred. I wondered if he was drunk or just tired.

"One and only." I added, hearing Dal's unique laugh. I loved his laugh. He opened the door and pulled me in by my waist. The slam of the wooden door was easy for me to ignore.

"Jeez Dal. Miss me that much?" I smirked, my lips curled at the ends. He nodded and whispered in my ear,

"Physically and mentally. Mainly physically." I laughed again, as I pulled his hair slightly. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as the hair on my arms started to raise.

"Dal it's too early in the morning. Cmon, get dressed. I saw a real tuff car at the diner on my way here. Maybe we could also pick up Johnny and see what we can do 'round town."

"Make me, Doll." He kissed my neck, his kisses felt like a match to a fuse.

"Dal...too early." I tried tugging on his hair but that only resulted in him biting me on the neck. I whimpered quietly and moaned as his hands wandered underneath my shirt. I was wearing a loose T-shirt from my old man's closet and some tight jeans.

"Cmon BabyDoll. Let's just have some fun." He continued to tease me, his touches becoming more aggressive by the minute.

"Nothing further than kissing. You'll have to earn that." I warned, making sure my tone was loud and clear.

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm serious Dal!" I laughed as he planted me on the bed.