Sleeping With Calamity

Before

Blood bubbled and gushed from his face, a groan had escaped from a busted lip. I looked down at stained knuckles and glanced up at Cal covered in blood, her blood. "Cal, I'm sorry." I looked down at Dex, I had only seen him a few times but he never did much but smoke and watched the girls that came to Tome. I wasn't sure what had happened but when I came back in from getting some fresh air both Cal and Dex weren't in the main room. Shades of red filled my vision as I took off looking for them. When I opened a door in the back Dex was hovering over top of Cal, her eyes moved violently under closed eyelids. "Come on sweetie, don't you want this?" Her head barely moved to say no, I'd never seen her in this much fear. His hand was on her thigh and as I made my way towards him, his hand moved up higher trying to get under her shorts. Hell no. He dropped like a brick and I was on him, bone to bone. A glint of metal caught my eye and looked down, the knife was pressed to my neck in seconds and I froze, "Oh Blaise, poor ol Blaise. Do really think this is smart?" My lips were closed, scared that if I talked the pressure against the knife would cut me. Chuckles escaped his lips before he let go of me and pushed me to ground. No, crimson slide down alabaster skin. Red came back, stronger, I was on him again. Harder than before, skin broke under bone. Eyelids became heavy and he stopped struggling, Is he dead? "Cal, I'm sorry." With a quick glance at him and I moved towards Cal, arms wrapped around her has tears fell from her face. "Cal, Cal look at me."

"Can we just leave? Please, can we just leave?"

I nodded and kissed her forehead as we walked out of the room. She stayed pressed to me as we made our way towards the back door, hoping no one would see us. Fresh air hit us like a storm when the door opened. Safety is a problem with her, a dangerous spirit that thrived in pain, everywhere was an issues. I knew it scared her, she wanted to be tough but poor Cal couldn't be truly tough, a hard shell with loose insides. In the car I looked over at her, "Cal, I'm so-"

"No! You, you what did you do? Is he d-dead?"

"I don't know, maybe. Cal, he was going to hurt you. I couldn't just let that happen." I pulled away from the building wishing it a hopeful final goodbye.

"No! You killed him! Blaise, you fucking killed somebody." A small chuckled escaped her lips.

"Cal, I'm sorry. I could've handled that better, everything was red and I couldn't han-" Her lips pressed to mine while her "claws" dug into my jawline, the moment lasted a billion lives but was over far too soon. Focusing back on the road I sighed, "Maybe I didn't kill him, the guys will find him and get him help."
She scoffed, "I wouldn't bet on that one, they'll drag him out to close back alley and maybe someone will find him. They aren't exactly nice people, dear. It's a hard life but they'll find a way to make sure Dex isn't traced back to them or us."

***

"Hey, where have you been staying?"
"Anywhere, everywhere."
"I'm serious."

"So am I. I don't have a place right now, mom's boyfriend kicked me out and she's to head over heels with the hormones to notice."

"Stay here with me, mom is out of the country for work for the next two months."

"So a house all to ourselves? I like the thought of that." She smirked and positioned herself over my hips, leaning down she bit at my jaw, "All alone with a big, sexy man could lead to dangerous things."
I cocked my eyebrow at her, "How dangerous?" My hands traveled up her waist and to the curves of her breast, gently I pulled her closer and pressed her pink, pink lips to mine, the burning taste and bullet tip tongue filled my thoughts. Her hands moved down my chest, a tug on my shirt before she removed it. With a quick slip and traveling hands my button down no longer kept her skin safe. Lips pressed to scarred skin of many secrets. Her nails traced the back of my neck as her head rolled backwards. "Blaise." A small whimper escaped her lips she looked back me, she was in my hands and I knew what she craved. Gliding my hands down her waist and to her hip, a world of mystery looked down at me with green orbs of lust. Hands traveled around bodies, mouths moved together with a cinnamon burn and spit fire motions. As a groan escaped my mouth, she pinned me down and moved sly like a fox. Bites traveled across my chest and started to form marks. Teeth pulled skin while hands traveled down, a button snap amd she had me, but soon I'd have her. Trapped against my weight a victim to a fire side of me.

Wrists held tight and bodies pressed together in lust and fire. Fueled by pain and confusion, a mess of screams and yells fell to the floor and never cared to the ceiling. There they set as a mystery of us.