Tangerine is a sophisticated fruit 🍊

Morning Meeting with the Crew

After your little run in with your British brute you're ready to get this stupid meeting over with. Charlie is really protective of you, and you understand where he's coming from but, he could've killed them yesterday if you hadn't stepped in. 

You walk into the living room and notice Lemon and Frank hanging out on the couch. You're honestly glad Lemon took a liking to Frank. At least Frank is enjoying himself. Charlie is in the kitchen putting on a pot of coffee. You let out a small chuckle when you notice Charlie is still in his pajama bottoms, robe, and slippers. 

You stride over to the love seat and plop down upon it. You lean back and allow the bright lights from the living room and kitchen pierce your eyes. You're an early bird for sure but after the night you had last night you needed all the sleep you could get. 

Tangerine then walks into the living room. He threw on a white tank top with some plaid pajama bottoms. You could see his dumpy from a mile away and you couldn't help but blush. His hair was a little wet still so his small waves were on full display. 

'Why does he have to be so fucking hot', You think to yourself. 

Your thoughts are interrupted when Charlie comes into the living room with his cup of coffee and a sour look on his face. Charlie on the other hand loves to sleep in. He always questions why you are alive and well around seven in the morning. 

"Alrighty then. Let's have a talk gentleman." Charlie says then allows a small cough to escape from the depths of his throat. 

You look around the room and Lemon is holding Frank and was a foot away from Charlie. Tangerine of course was still standing in the doorway. 

"Well, I would first like to say, I'm sorry for trying to kill you gentlemen last night. I was concerned for my fake child and it's my duty as a surrogate father to make sure nobody fucks with my little angel. Second, it was pretty ballsy of you two to kidnap and interrogate my little angel. She did nothing wrong. All she did was follow you two around for a little while but no harm. You two are to answer a couple questions before we continue...", Charlie orders both men. 

Lemon and Tangerine give each other glances. You can tell... they're fucked if Charlie finds out Tangerine smacked you around a bit. 

"What happened during interrogation? What did you do?", Charlie directs him line of questioning towards Tangerine. 

Tangerine shakes his head a little and responds, "Why do you assume I did the interrogation? What if it was Lemon?"

"I know damn well it was you. Hell! When I came here you had your hands all over her. If I had not shown up what would have you done? Hm? You got that stache! That's a tell-tale sign of a molester!", Charlie accused. 

You turn red. You are officially embarrassed now. Tangerine's stache did not help but Charlie needs to take it back a little bit. You go to open your mouth, but Tangerine goes up to the plate.

"Hey! I did not molest or rape her at all. I'm not that much of an asshole. Yes, I did the interrogation, and yes, I got physical with her since she was not talking. I've apologized to her, and we have put our differences aside. Thanks to you and her, me and my brother aren't dead. Now, let's figure out what our next steps are!", Tangerine explodes. 

The room falls silent. Everyone is looking around the room and at each other. It was kind of a turn on when he raises his voice. You wanted his again so bad. You honestly hoped he fucked up soon so he could 'apologies' to you again. His tongue was magical, but you wondered what else he could do to you. 

You shake your head, trying to rid your mind from these dirty thoughts. You quickly stand up and go to speak, "Hey! Let's all take a second here. Lemon and Tangerine's boss is trying to double cross them. Our company has contracts for the two of you to join us. I would advise you to sign or else you will be dead by morning. Let's all lay low for the rest of today and start of Monday morning let's go on a field trip to headquarters. We will get you two signed and we will talk to the head director. We will see what happens from there." 

You take a deep breath from all that talking. You don't feel like seeing the fallout from your outburst, so you head back to Tangerine's room. You close the door behind you in hopes of shutting out the world for a little bit. This whole situation was stressful, and you wished that tomorrow morning would come by sooner. 

You go over to the bed and sit on the edge. You allow your body to grow heavy and you sink into the soft queen size of a bed. You take a couple slow deep breaths. 

You hear the door creak open, and you sit up. There's the devil himself. Tangerine. You roll your eyes and turn back to face the bed. You then hear footsteps pick up. Next thing you know Tangerine is straddling you. He has your wrists in his hands and you're in-between his frame. You can't help but blush. 

"Don't you ever roll your eyes at me you little shit! Thank you for deescalating the situation in there but you can't be a little bitch about it, yeah?" Tangerine whispers in your ear. 

You start to squirm, but Tangerine grip just tightens. As you move your knee you notice he is extremely hard. You want him so bad, yet you hate him at the same time. You quickly yank your arm away from his grip and you graze over his hardness. He lets out a low moan and his grip loosens just enough. You quickly get away from Tangerine's grip and flip on top of him. You quickly usher your body to the opposite side of the bed to give yourself some distance. 

"Listen! If you're pissed, you don't have to be so fucking physical... You need to blow off some steam. You've got some serious anger issues." You demand. 

Tangerine lets out a small chuckle. Almost psychotic. 

Tangerine quickly grabs you into a tight hold. He's got you in a bear hug type of situation at the moment and there is nothing you can do about it. Feeling his hot body against yours is not the worst thing in the world honestly. 

"Listen here. I do need to blow off some fucking steam. I'm sorry. The only way I'll settle down and be less pissy is if I get to fuck that tight little pussy of yours, yeah? I want you on your back, now. You will let me take my anger out on you and you will like it...", Tangerine hisses into your ear.