Havoc (Hostiles Sequel) 3/3

Chirps

While Myrtle was busy crafting a tale of all she knew about the disappearance of her boss Dionysius Plutarch to the constable superintendent, a unassuming couple on vacation were pushing their broken down vehicle slowly into a cobblestone driveway lined by a garden of somewhat overgrown thistle and dandelions. At the edge of the driveway sat what appeared to be an abandoned cottage with some hibiscus crawling up the walls in bursts of pale pinks and purples. The house itself was so unassuming it almost looked abandoned, plants growing wildly almost waist-high around it in a clusters of oranges, reds and purples.

The woman was leaned over, steering the car and pushing it from the driver's seat, the man was pushing the car from behind.

"Damn your ass looks so deliciously perfect right now zaychik moy!" The man says, his voice strained from the weight of the pushing the car into the driveway

"Imagine the car is my ass and push it. We're almost there." The woman throws over her back at him

"I don't know how I feel about that. Why would I be pushing your beautiful top tier ass away from me? That just doesn't make any sense love." He pushes back

"Ok then, forget about my ass and push the car, honey." She shrugs

"Forget about it? If you wanted me to forget about it maybe you'd have not worn those ski tights love. I mean I can't be blamed for being distracted surely?" He complains as she brings the car to a stop

She turns around to him, rolling her eyes at him as he wipes the sweat off his brow and takes in a deep breath

"I wore these pants because I thought we'd be going skiing, not pushing a broken down car up the alps into an abandoned house." She grumbles at him as she pops the hood of the car open

"I've got something you can ski on." He breathily says, watching her bring the gray hair of her wig into a ponytail and lean towards the overheated engine to examine it

"What was that? Say it with your chest please!" She says, fanning the smoke from the engine away

"I was offering you my dick to ski on love." He declares, pulling her into him and peppering kisses on her neck

She giggles as he wraps his hands around her waist, kissing her neck and ear and cheek while a hand was working to unzip her ski jacket and cup her left breast.

"Would you like to ski on my dick love? I promise it'll be a fun ride."He whispers between kisses, turning her around to face him

She looks into his beautiful green eyes as his hands grab her ass and her hands slip up the back of his neck to his scalp. She presses her lips against his briefly

"What I would like, is for us to figure out how we can fix the car so maybe we can head back to the hotel, get out of these clothes, into a nice warm bath or Jacuzzi and see what happens." she teases, pressing her lips into his ever so often.

He hums appreciatively at the idea as she pats his chest and moves out of his arms towards the house.

"I'll see if I can find some water to pour on the engine, you tinker around and see if you can find what the issue is." She offers, and he pulls her back to him, kissing her affectionately first

"Haven't you learned anything from horror movies babe? I'll try and find some water, you stick to the car and its engine." He offers as she rolls her eyes and giggles

"There's no one here sweetie, this place looks very abandoned." she points out

"I'm not having some ghost possessing you or none of that, OK. I'm the only one that gets to be inside you." He teases back