SPLIT: Big Book Of All My OC OneShots Vol 3 (BF)

69: Dangerous Ver 2

*Dennis X My Oc Elizabeth. (Version 2 of 'Dangerous' AU OF MY AU first meeting story ) Dennis can't sleep and goes out for drinks when he meets and takes home a dark vixen )

Dennis hasn't slept in four months, he thought it was impossible. That his brain would overwrite whatever worry was keeping him up. But instead all out did was join in on the paranoia. Dennis crawled out of his bed, hating the way his brain slushed around in his skull. He wondered how long it would take before it could kill him. He thought about speeding up the process, about finally get some sleep. Instead he went to bars and drank too much.

That's what he was doing now, sitting in the back of a pub, trying to silence his anger and fear with the cheap spirits they sold.

A young woman comes in with sexy curves, nice sized breasts in a silky black dress, her hair was so dark and bouncy and her dark blue eyes just screamed lust. She sits at the bar and orders a drink.

A stranger quickly stumbled towards her, his own drink in hand as he swings into the seat next to her. "Well hey there baby." The man greeted with a sly smirk.

She rolls her eyes at him and turns the other way, sipping her drink.

The man chuckled as she pulled away, "Come on baby, don't do me like that." He reached out and placed a hand to her thigh.

She picks up his glass of whiskey and throws it in his face "Touch me again and you'll get my heel up your ass"

The man wiped the drink from his face. "You little bitch." He says, standing up and wrapping his hand around her throat.

She knees him right in the groin and hits him over the head with her purse "Dickhead"

Dennis smirks as he watched the fight from across the pub. The stranger toppled over, clutching his crotch. Dennis slid out from his seat, while all the eyes were glued onto them, he easily stole another customers drink, emptying the contents of a small ziplock into the drink, as the powder dissolved clear. He then took a seat on the opposite side of her.

She looks over at him and smirks, clearly looking him up and down "Nice outfit, you a teacher or a pastor?" she jokes lightly.

Dennis turns to her, "I like to think of myself as a Father." He muttered, sliding the drink towards her. "This is for you, seeing as your last one ended up all over that dickhead."

"Actually that was his whisky, I had a glass of strawberry wine" she smirks.

He chuckled, "hmm, suits you."

"Wanna get out of here handsome?" she asks, rubbing a hand on his leg.

He stiffens uncomfortably, he clears his throat. "Don't touch me."

"Sorry I thought that's what you wanted" she grabs her purse, getting up.

He tightens his hand on the bar top, staring down at himself.

She lifts his chin up with her fingers so he looks at her and she leans in and kisses him softly.

Dennis loses himself in her kiss, he moans softly.

"You taste so good" she whispers as she pulls away.

He stands up to his feet, "Where did you have in mind?"

She grabs the drink he offered her and downs it, taking a deep breath "My place if you like?"

A slow smile spreads across his face, "Sounds like a plan."