Hells Outlaws Med(usa)

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Fuck it. Fuck everything.

Ever since I walked into the kitchen and saw the two of them professing their love for one another I felt a rage I couldn't seem to get a handle on. She wasn't mine. I didn't even know her, not really. Then why wouldn't this stupid feeling go? That pit in my stomach, the never ending ache in my chest making it hard to breathe.

And when she came to talk to me, the vile shit I projected at her wasn't fair and completely bullshit, we don't have rules about who fucks who here we don't give a shit as long as its consensual. Then there was eariler when he tried to place a blanket on her, she jumped up ready to swing and then softened in his arms, climbing further into them when she nearly fell and the way her cheeks reddened when he said he'd punish her... God I can't think about that now.

All I managed to achieve today was messing up my office and making myself madder. Hearing shouting upstairs I quickly jogged up them to see what was going on. I opened the bathroom door where I heard a muffled shout to see bear shitting. 'Get the fuck out you pervert! A man can't shit in piece here no more.' He grumbled throwing a empty toilet tube at me. Slamming the door I walked to the other end of the hall way ready to go into that bathroom to see what was going on up here. Hand on door ready to open it I paused hearing Nora rush out telling me to stop.

'That ones worse. I wouldn't if I were you' She warned me snorting. 'Do I even want to know?'I asked her smirking already knowing what was happening behind that door. 'Comon you can use my shower you smell like shit' I told her dramatically holding my nose and blinking my eyes.

'Well President, if you don't quit complaining I'll be leaving my clothes in your room' She told me and then paused biting her lip waiting for my reply.

I stood there stumped too long, she went back into her room but returned less than twenty seconds later with the towel I'd left her, soap and the toothbrush I'd left there yesterday evening when i dropped off her things. I simply winked and let her pass, her eyes roamed around my room curiously. 'Through there' I told her pointing to the bare wooden door.

My room was simple really, empty walls of anything bar a TV hung directly infront of my large bed. A chest of draws under the tv laundry basket in the corner and the plain wooden door leading to a plain bathroom.

She looked at me, looking for approval so I simply nodded once before removing my boots and laying across my bed pulling out my phone.

I attempted to pull my mind from the very naked woman just a thin wall away from me with tedious emails but who was I kidding I probably read the same one ten times.

Sighing I changed to texts but there wasn't anything important enough there that needed my attention either. Even thinking about all the paperwork I had to fill out tomorrow, the bikes that needed cleaning

The water dripping down her body

The m.o.t.s I needed to book

Her naked body

The delivery's I needed to organise.

Her full heavy tits

I heard the water shut off and frantically tried to think of anything other than the tent in my jeans.

But the second she walked out, clothed only in a towel everything flew out of my head but her.

'I forgot my clothes' She told me her face alight with a blush. She was stunning, beautiful even.

'Ahh here' I told her walking to my draws and pulling out a pair of boxers and a tee-shirt for her to wear. I stood with my back to her breathing heavily.

'I guess we should talk...' I began but she quickly cut in with a 'I'm really sorry about eairler I didn't mean to jump down your throat. I completely understand the no... ummth' I cut her off quickly, turning around and pressing her to me, stealing her mouth for a kiss. Her lips soft and full opened to welcome me with a groan of pleasure.

'I'm sorry too. I just feel so out of control around you.' I whispered in her ear. 'I understand exactly what you mean' she told me on a sigh snuggling in to my neck. I picked her up easily and carried her to my bed, lying down I curled my body around hers. 'Too far?' I asked her. 'No. No this is perfect.'

'What's your real name?' She asked me nervously. 'Too soon?' she asked seconds later pulling back gnawing at her lip. 'No' I shook my head with a chuckle.

'My names Blake. Blake finley.' I told her placing my hand on her head, gently pushing until she led back down. 'Leonora bennet' she replied holding out her hand to shake, I ignored the gesture and thread my fingers through her instead.'We should call you Medusia with all that wild hair' running my other hand through the auborn tresses gently, a breath as light as a sigh left her lips. 'What got you into bikes?' She asked, 'My turn' I told her instead 'Why the army?'

'They always looked so strong, so indestructible. It wasn't some noble mission that led me there I just wanted to be stronger. To save people, learn to save myself.' She answered trailing off at the end in response my heart twinged. 'Anyway bikes?' She asked.

'I grew up here. As a wayward teen I was pulled in. Something about the people. The freedom.' I told her honestly. 'Family' she agreed.

We spoke for hours, about our favourites, our hates. Nothing too deep just getting to know each other. Eventually we fell asleep, cocooned together.