• BURN ME •

• 37

Trouble
~ Adam Jensen

Snow

I stare out the window of Flame's car, my gaze wanders over the gas station, Flame disappeared in. The stuff that happened with Blum and Flames father, was a week ago. And the cut on my throat is as good as healed, but deep inside me, I'm fucking angry. Angry at Blum, and the guy who pressed that knife against my throat. And this feeling lingers, I can't shake this anger off. We had tried everything, but it doesn't matter how often or hard Flame fucks me, it doesn't vanish. Also, I can sense that Flame is frustrated and angry too, the looks he gives his father when ever he sees him are murderous. But most of the time, Flame avoid his father like the plague, and I can't shake the feeling that it's also because of me. I look at the clock and sigh. It's about time we got to the factory, Nacho is probably already waiting for us. It was Flames idea to go there, to relax. And now we gonna be late, nice. I sink deeper into the leather seats of his sports car, and again I ask myself, how many cars he has, or what happens to the others. But my thoughts get interrupted, when a slight pain shoots through my body. I lick my lips, fuck, it feels as if he would still be deep inside me, I love that feeling. When I say, the last few days, where a fuck feast, it would be an understatement. I jump a little at the sound of the opening of the car door, I turn my head and see his tense face. Flame gives a forced smile and hands me a bag of sweets, a smile creeps up my lips, when I see that it's my favorite candy. His large body slips behind the wheel, and he looks at me. "Thanks..." I whisper, before I open the bag and stuff a candy in my mouth. He smirks and close the door, "You're OK? Did I hurt you, Baby?" He asks, probably about earlier, where he first spanked my ass and then fucked me against his desk like a madman, I'm probably already bruised. Because my skin get red and bruised really fast, his handprint is probably engraved on my ass cheeks. "I'm fine... my ass just hurts a little, but that's because we fucked, I think over ten times over two days. Thanks for the candy, they're my favorite," I mumble, he nods. "I know, that's why I bought them." He says, while he starts the car.

We drive off, and his hand grabs my thigh, he slides his hand up, and up till it's almost at my crotch. I let a shaky breath, fuck I'm so sensitive. I grab his hand and stop it from going higher, "stop it..." I whisper, Flame laughs. "Why?" He asks with a grin, I snort, "you know why." Again his hand slide up my thigh, but this time it glides over my crotch. A moan escape from my lips. "I mean it, stop it..." Flame pulls his hands away and looks at me, this crazy fucker looks at me. "Oh, my God, keep your eyes on the street Flame," I say, he grins, "you mean with these eyes?" He points to his eyes with an even wider grin, this man will get us both killed. "Kiss me and I look at the street again." He says, while he keeps up driving in a straight line, holy fuck. I lean over to him and kiss him, he smiles into the kiss and looks back at the street as we break the kiss, this crazy fucker. The parking lot by the factory is just as full as last time, we park the car near the entrance. And get out, Flame looks at me and takes my hand as we walk towards the factory. I sigh deeply as the door squeaks open, I let Flame pull me up to the upper area. Nacho is already waiting for us, as expected. We sit down on a couch in silence. Nacho says nothing as he looks at us, which is strange for him.

I turn my head to Flame, "I'm going to fight today." I explain in a voice dripping with conviction. Flame looks at me in disbelief. "Snow, are you crazy? You know I can't let that happen, it's far too dangerous," he growls. I sigh deeply, "I know what I'm doing. Besides, I'm not going to fight someone of your caliber. I'm not just a pretty face Flame, I want to fight, damn it." He clenches his fists, "Snow, fuck! You're playing with fire. One wrong move, and you could get seriously hurt." He says, I sigh. "Flame, I can do this..." I whisper. "Fine, Snow. But when things get heated, I'll jump into that damn cage and tear your opponent to pieces. I won't let anyone hurt you." He says, I grin at him. "Thanks..." I say, Nacho clears his throat. "Uh...whatever kind of foreplay this is, can you two speed it up a bit? After all, Snow want to fight, don't you Rocky?" He asks, I nod. Nacho sighs, "you two are fucking killing me." He sighs deeply, "get ready Rocky." He says as he stands up, I nod and kiss Flame briefly on the cheek. Before Nacho somehow squeezes me onto the list of fighters.