Realistic or Modern DotC High

[FlameintheRoses]

Kilo's fingers tangled through his hair, holding his head in his hands. He was regaining his senses, with his vision blurring before returning back to its usual state. For a few minutes he stayed this way, with a headache forming. He looked up to see Dalton coming over to help, with eyes looking to one another. With one hand he wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, wiping it on his jeans. "Ah, I'll be fine." He spoke low in a raspy voice. Of course this was a lie, both physically and emotionally, but he would keep the strong front no matter what. He grabbed the ice pack that was given to him, listening to what he had to say about Bronze. The poor guy was just trying to help his sister, though was not sure as to how he possibly could. He nodded his head, placing the ice pack over his stomach. "I'm terribly sorry I caused you or him any grief." Kilo had a tint of sadness in his eyes, though it was subtle. Every part of him was filled with negative emotion, overwhelmed with worry. He wondered how Winnie was automatically, but he knew how she was. She was blank, in pain, and unable to feel truly happy at the moment.

When Bronze walked down the stairs, he looked over to the poor guy. He seemed broken, and it was clear that he was. A gun was pulled out, which caused Kilo's eyes to widen in shock and fear. He stood, gripping his stomach as he watched Bronze break down. As the gun was pointed at Dalton, he froze out of fear for the both of their lives. The gun then was brought up to Bronze's mouth. Kilo reached his hand out, stumbling forward a few stops. "Wait!" He shouted out, freezing up when the gun clicked, but it didn't fire. Thank god. He brushed his hand through his hair shakily, letting out a breath. His heart had been racing. If that gun was loaded he would have witnessed a suicide, something he never thought he'd ever seen attempted again. The guy broke down, such a sad sight to see. He nodded when he was given permission to go back to Winnie, carefully walking up the stairs with his grip on the railing. Once he was upstairs he walked slowly in to Winnie's room, leaning against the wall for a moment. "Hola, mi amor." He looked at her with a tired and faked smile, walking towards the bed and sitting down. There was silence between them. He reached for her hand, holding it in his. His eyes focused on them, at how perfectly her nimble fingers fit with his. The expression that followed was glum and exhausted, while the bruise clothing his cheek didn't help one bit.

Korren bit her lip, her eyes trailing down to his chest for a brief moment. It wasn't an understatement when people called this a strip tease, because it truly did tease. Her heart was starting to beat faster, and it didn't help that she was pulled against to him and on to her feet. He grabbed her hands and pulled her up on the coffee table. She squeaked quietly when he started to grind against her. Her heart leaped and picked up its pace, while a heat stirred inside of her, starting in her stomach and branching out. Without thinking she wrapped her arms around his torso, almost as an attempt to keep him still, yet it only pressed her against him, stirring up more feelings for the moment. The kiss at least helped her, though when he moved to whisper in her ear, she gulped. Her grip on him loosened up when he glanced down at his pants to see said button. Still even if she needed to assist, he continued to move against her, as if to further egg her on. She bit her lip, her cheeks burning like they were set on fire. Carefully she moved her hands down to his pants, making sure not to slip from where the button was. She complied, though didn't look for too long. Every now and again she glanced down to make sure she was getting to the button. This took the longest time, since during this he was still moving. Finally she took out the button, moving her hands up to his chest as a brace. Her breathing was thicker, and in the back of her mind she wanted it to be over so they could move on to better things.

 

[McMajestic]

As Kilo took her hand, Winnie looked up at him. She cautiously moved against him, looking up at the man she loved, her hand weakly rested against his cheek. "Te amo," she whispered, her voice weak, croaking, a broken whisper, yet still audible to him. She tried to smile, failed, and then rested her head on his chest. "Te amo," she said again, her hand moving to the hem of his shirt and sliding underneath it, pressing against bare flesh, against his heartbeat, feeling the warmth of his skin and the beat of his heart all at once. "I love you," she whispered, her words now in english, now even more broken as she closed her eyes.

And it was true. She loved him in every language and in every way. She felt defeated and destroyed, but at least she had Kilo and Dalton, her boyfriend and her father. They would take care of her until she got out of this mess. She moved herself carefully, resting her forehead against his, looking deep into his icy blue eyes. She hoped he could see the love in hers, even if it was muddled with a broken, worthless type of feeling. She wrapped an arm around his neck, moving her other hand to close his eyes, kissing each closed eyelid gently, before moving back to rest her head on his chest. It was so hard to show her affection for him, it was so hard to show any emotion at all, and yet she had to. She had to remind him that she loved him, and that once she shook herself out of everything she would love him still. She carefully adjusted herself, so she was practically laying over him, their torsos pressed together and her leg draped over his body and she rested her head next to his on the pillow, and closed her eyes, mouthing the words "Te amo," though no sound came this time.

Sage smirked as she unbuttoned his pants, and spun her around, his hands moving to her hips as he pulled her closer to continue his antics, not yet taking his pants off. He led Korren back to the couch, allowing her to sit down as he grabbed the hem of his pants, swinging his hips around one more time and winking at her. "Want me to stop?" he asked in a taunting voice, curious to see what she would say. He slowed his movements, moving to brush her hair behind her ear, tilting her chin up to face him and kissing her gently since this seemed to calm her nerves. He hoped he wasn't making her nervous in a bad way. He didn't think he was, but just the idea of it was why he gave her the option.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Kilo looked at her, noticing her eyes looking straight at him. A sense of relief filled him just by her looking at him, but it didn't stop there. She moved to be against him, looking him dead in the eye. The faint words she managed was all he needed to hear. And even if he only needed to here it once, he heard it again. And again. He almost froze up, letting out a breath that he had been holding in ever since she looked at him. A tear fell down his face, full of so many emotions all at once. It was difficult for him to comprehend which emotion was dominant to the situation, though he was pretty sure it was love and only love. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her a little closer to him. The feeling of her hand on his heart allowed him to relax against her, keeping himself wrapped up with her. He looked down at her in complete awe of her actions. They rested foreheads together, looking into each others eyes, and he could see the life in her eyes. Her violet irises sparkled with love hidden underneath. Another tear fell down his cheek, of which he didn't dare to reach for, not when he was holding her.

He closed his eyes when she move to shut his eye lids, feeling soft kisses over them before she had rested against him. He leaned back and laid in the bed, letting her adjust to lay over him, hugging her close. When he opened his eyes, he turned to kiss her temple, holding there for the longest period before pulling back and laying his head against the pillow. "I love you so much, Winnie. You amaze me every time I lay eyes on you." He whispered, smiling softly to himself. With her on top of him he could protect her and hold her, which comforted him. The weight of her made him tired, though not because of the heaviness on the chest. There was a certain comfort that made it easy to rest at that moment. His hand moved slowly over from between her shoulder blades and down to the middle of her back, repeating the motion to sooth her. "Te amo," Yet another whisper, though this one was much quiet and sounded tired, reflecting how he was. Even if he was injured with blood riddling his mouth, he found it easy to drift off with Winnie by his side, and so he drifted off in to a sort of dream state, though it wouldn't be for too long.

Korren gasped when she was spun around and bit her lip, moving her hands to hold on to his. In a way she was grounding herself while her mind was racing. Just slightly did she press herself further against him as this all continued, up until she was led off the table. She looked up at him, intoxicated by his movements, until he asked that fatal question. Her cheeks were a lava pit, unable to cool down at this point. The comfort helped to slow things down, though at that point she was fully fired up. She smiled up at him before she was meant with another gentle kiss. To answer his question, she wrapped his arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to be against her. She wasn't thinking completely straight, but she knew what she was doing. Korren pulled away from the kiss for a moment, lingering close with lips almost touching. "Does this answer the question?" She spoke softly, the corner of her mouth curling into a half-smirk. On one hand she moved in for a passionate kiss, while on the other hand she moved to start unbuttoning her blouse, though it was a slow and fumbled process since she only had been using one hand.

 

[McMajestic]

Winnie waited until Kilo was asleep, and kissed him gently. "Te amo," she whispered again, before drifting off into a deep sleep. This sleep was full of dreams- well, of nightmares that turned into dreams. It always started with those boys, they were doing those horrible things to her, hurting her so bad, and then Kilo would always come to her rescue. One punch with turn them all to dust except Bucky. They fought hard and fast, they were two bulls running towards each other and clashing. Blood was spilled and danger was always close by, but always Kilo won, and he came over to Winnie and picked her up, kissing her gently. His kiss broke her spell and she stood tall and beautiful a queen with her king, happy even as the dream morphed into repeat, and she was forced into the pain all over again, to watch Kilo and Bucky fight, until finally her savior came. This happened a blur of times before once- just once- Kilo didn't win. Bucky slayed the boy she loved and walked over to her to finish what he had started. It was this nightmare she awoke from, of Bucky doing the same thing those boys had done before her- only worse, that brought her sitting up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. Hours had gone by. It was early in the morning rather than late at night, and one hand clutched her heart while the other desperately felt for Kilo's heart beat, pressing against it and feeling it, letting it calm her down.

As Korren answered his question with one of her own, his hips stopped swaying and he kissed her deeply, noticing what she was doing. He pulled away for a moment, in complete and utter shock, and stuttered. He couldn't believe it. What could happen next? He pulled away, gently moving her hands away from the buttons. "My queen should never have to deal with all those buttons by herself," he cooed, moving to kiss her again. It started slow and teasing, until finally Sage couldn't take it anymore and the kiss became hungry as he picked her up, guiding her legs around his waist and stumbling slightly before heading upstairs, only breaking the kiss every once and awhile to make sure he wouldn't trip over himself. When he got to the top, he rushed into her room, kissing her hard, lost in his own feelings as he laid her on the bed and crawled over her. Make sure. Don't hurt her. It was a small voice in the back of his head but it was enough, and he pulled away gently, nuzzling his nose against her neck. "Are you sure, my love? I want you to be sure, because you're all I care about. And if you're not, that's okay, we don't have to do this," he whispered, wanting an answer before he continued.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Kilo held her as they slept, sleeping through the night soundly. Not much could have woken him, though every now and then he might have heard a car zoom by the home and jolted awake. Every time he would check up on Winnie, who was fast asleep. In the early morning the weight of her lifted off of him as she was in a panic, which woke up Kilo. Slowly he sat up, moving to hold on to her desperately as he assessed if there was anyone there. No one. It was a dream, though his poor Winnie was still panicked. He moved his hand over hers that laid over his heart, warming her cold small hand with his larger warm one. "I've got you, doll." Kilo tiredly whispered, moving slowly to lay back down again with her on top of him. Twice he pecked her forehead before laying his head back into the pillow. "They can't get to you. I've got you."

Korren was slightly disappointed that he pulled away, stopping her from what she was doing with her blouse. She tried to regulate her breathing, but was unsuccessful. He reconnected the kiss, beginning to remove the buttons for her. Over time it became hungrier, and soon enough they were traveling upstairs, with her blouse being mostly undone. Her arms wrapped around his neck, tilting her head to further deepen the kiss, only breaking away so he wouldn't fall and so one another could breath. When they finally reached the bedroom she felt a rush of ecstasy. She moved her arms to be around his waist, slightly pulling him closer against her as they kissed. He pulled away once more, leaving her breathing heavily. For a moment she thought about the question, though she already knew the answer, even if it may have been feuled on hormones. She moved her head to kiss his neck, moving up to meet him face to face. "I'm sure," She breathed out, pulling him into another kiss. If they waited any longer she would change her mind, and she didn't want to do that. Just to solidify her answer, she moved one hand up to his hair, hovering for a moment before gliding her fingers through it, knowing what would happen next.

 

[McMajestic]

Winnie cautiously laid back down with Kilo, pressing her palm against his heart once more, thinking for a moment about the fabric of his shirt draped over his arm, before pushing it up, wanting him to take it off. She glanced up at him, her purple eyes graying. This wasn't lust she felt, just a strong desire for skin on skin contact, for his bare warmth against her. She wanted to feel his heartbeat, straight from the source, to feel his body heat radiating off his flesh, to feel him. She wasn't looking for everything to come off, she just wanted this primal release, something most in the animals kingdom desired at night. Humans normally thought enough to realize they had blankets and they didn't need bodies, but Winnie wanted the body. "Te amo," she mumbled, the only thing she could probably say, continuing to press a bit harder against his heart, not to hurt him, just to tell him, in a way, what she wanted. She knew this type of communication wasn't ideal, that he probably didn't even understand what she wanted, but perhaps he could see it in her eyes, that basic instinct for the kind of warmth and comfort a blanket just couldn't provide.

(Sorren Time-skip)
Sage sighed heavily, nuzzling his nose against Korren's neck as he held her close against him. As sweaty as he was, and as overheated as he felt, he couldn't help but want to be close to her. "I love you, Korren," he cooed, resting his hand on the small of her back to bring her a bit closer to him. he felt exhausted but it was a happy kind of exhausted. The kind that came from an amazing event. Korren was that amazing event. His fingers moved into her hair, curling a strand around his finger before gently letting it fall back in place, moving her dark red locks out of her face and kissing her softly. It was different than any other kiss he had ever given her. It was a kiss of finality. "You're my forever and always," he whispered, smiling at her and resting his forehead against hers. He wanted to stay forever and always too, but he knew he couldn't. He'd have to leave soon, but for now he just wanted to melt back into her for the handful of hours they had left alone.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Kilo held her, resting his head as they relaxed against the bed. A tug on his shirt caused him to lean his head up again, getting his attention. He looked her in the eye with a questioning look. What was she trying to say? If only she could say it herself, yet it wasn't as easy as it sounded. "What is it, doll?" He whispered, brushing a hair out of her face. She spoke those few words again, which made him smile in a tired way, and started pressing her hand against his heart harder. It didn't hurt, though it did confuse him. For a minute he looked in her eyes, searching for the answer, trying to connect the dots. With her gestures, it seemed she wanted to be closer to his heart, and by the tug of his shirt he began making the connection. The wheels turned in his mind, echoing out in his eyes. He slowly sat up, slowly pulling off his shirt and setting it aside. "Better?" His arms looped around her waist again, laying back down. "Te amo, mi amor." Kilo kissed her forehead. With one hand he grabbed hold of the sheets and pulled it back over the both of them, keeping her on top of him all the while. He brushed his hand over her back in a repetitive motion to possibly help her fall asleep. She'll be sleeping for the both of us tonight. The thought ran through his head, knowing he wouldn't be able to rest now that he was up.

Korren let out a heavy breath, wrapping her arms around him. There was a satisfaction that settled over her, not because of what they did, but the fact that she was with him when they did it. She quietly chuckled when his nose nuzzled against her neck, a smile spreading across her face. Body to body, they could do no wrong. They were together now and always since the events of tonight. She was pulled closer, feeling his fingers move through her hair. This time she didn't feel anxiety, only happiness. She was met with a soft kiss, by which she returned back to him. "I love you too, Sage." Korren spoke in almost a whisper, exhausted though in a good way. "And you are my always and forever." Her smile widened, moving to kiss the tip of his nose. She relaxed against him, curling her hand up to rest against his chest, feeling his heart beat, as well as the heat that radiated off his skin as it did for her.

 

[McMajestic]

Winnie snuggled up against his bare chest, her cheek against the strong muscle that Kilo had worked so tediously on to feel better about himself. She could hear it now, the tha-thump of his heart, and with her hand feeling it as well, she looked up at him, a childlike gleam in her eyes. She couldn't explain it. Her cheeks grew red despite the lack of emotion on her face, and she squeezed her eyes shut. "I love you, I love you... your h- heart." The words were stuttered in an odd manner, such as an infant trying to say it's first words. She was struggling, and it all made her more frustrated as she laid against him, though she soon succumbed to his gentle motions, beginning to relax against him slowly. Her free hand went for one of Kilo's and she intertwined their fingers together before slowly drifting off, at peace now that she was enveloped in his warmth, hearing his heartbeat, and entangled with him, the man she loved, until morning came crashing down and pulled them apart.

Sage closed his eyes as he held Korren in his arms, beginning to hum gently as the beginnings of a song came to mind. "Wise men say only fools rush in, but I can't help falling in love with you," he sang softly, meant to give her a melody to drift off to. This moment was all that mattered to him, the after. The love and the fact that he stayed because she was no one night stand. She was his love, and he would stay with her as long as he could to prove it. Though 'as long as he could' didn't prove to be long at all. Sage's phone buzzed and he groaned loudly, his forehead moving to rest against Korren's shoulder. "I can't be left alone with my goddes for more than a few hours, can I?" he asked, kissing her shoulder once before sliding to the edge of the bed. He reached down, snatching up his jeans and pulling his phone out of the pocket, getting a text from Patch. Hey, heading out for a deal. Come watch Brit. "Fuck," he breathed out, sitting up slowly and running his fingers through his hair. It stuck up in many different humorous directions.

"Korren, I gotta go." He laid back over her, kissing her gently once last time, but it sooned turned hungry all over again. He didn't want to leave. He wanted to say and lay with her and have a lazy night of love, but the stars just wouldn't align for him. "I'm so sorry, Harvard, I promise I'll be back as soon as I can, but Winsley, poor babe, has some issues with being alone. I can't leave my Brit by herself." He sighed, getting up and pulling his jeans on, glancing back at Korren. "Will you be okay here, do you wanna come with me?" he offered, trying to make this sound less like he was leaving her for someone else. He didn't want to, but he had obligations as Winsley's best friend. he had to take care of her, and he wouldn't trade that job for all the hours with Korren in the world. They were much too close to give that up, even for the love of his life.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Kilo couldn't help but smile, loving that she was opening up more to him. She acted much better than she had much before, and seemed to be recovering from her little emotionless state. It was not certain to him if she would recover any time soon, so what she was doing were all good signs. He looked her in the eye, seeing the gleam in her eyes and melting at the sight of it. Even if she were expressionless, her face showed enough expression. By the redness of her cheeks and sparkle in her eyes he could tell she was feeling something, and that something was love. His suspicions were even confirmed when she spoke those few words in English this time, speaking of his heart as well. This helped him understand her draw to be against his chest, to be against skin to make it easier to listen to his heartbeat. He held her hand, kissing her forehead like he had before. It was too tempting to kiss her forehead, and it was his sweeter way of telling her he loved her without needing to say it, though he spoke the words out loud no matter what. "I love you, the whole you." He whispered, knowing that she was drifting off. "All of my Winnie, that girl who stuns people like me with a single glance." Kilo's voice was low, being careful not to wake her in any sense, since she needed the rest. As for him, he would be protecting her that night.

Korren snuggled close to him, sighing as she closed her eyes. Such a peaceful moment brought her to be sleepy, while the music made her possibly exhausted. She was beginning to drift, to close her eyes and fall asleep knowing Sage was right there. The only fact that was not true was her sleeping. There was a buzz that sounded in the room, followed by him groaning. Her eyes opened back up, and she looked at him with a questioning expression. Before he moved out of the bed she moved a hand to run over his back, hugging him in a sense before letting go. She laid with her arm under her head, resting there with the blanket covering her as she watched and waited. The text didn't seem good, though neither did the idea of him leaving.

She moved her hands over his sides as he laid over her, her smile faltering slightly. It was a neutral expression, neither sad nor happy. At least though he kissed her, which turned into a more demanding kiss. It stopped only when he needed to speak. She reached for his hand, giving a half smile for a moment. "Hey, it's alright. I understand." Korren whispered, watching again as he moved to put his clothes on. During the while that he stayed she had forgotten any possibilities of danger or threats, so she was fine with being alone at home, because surely nothing would go wrong. "I'll be fine here. Probably should get some work done." She smiled at him, crawling over with the sheets clutched to her chest, sitting up at the edge of the bed. "Probably spent some time in the hot tub." Casually she said this, though soon realized what kind of connotation her words had. Since they had solidified their relationship, at this point it was less embarrassing for her. "Maybe we can be in the hot tub for a while, relax. And if not today, then tomorrow." Her smile brightened, giving a subtle wink to him. She reached over and grabbed his hand, bringing it up so she could kiss his knuckles. "I love you, Sage." Her voice was cheerful in a quiet sense, while her eyes were full of adoration of him.
"Now go help your best friend, Greaser. Come back in one piece is all I ask you to do."

 

[McMajestic]

"I will Cherry Pop, I promise." Sage kissed her one last time, smirking at the idea of her being in the hot tub. He thought about making some remark, but instead let it be for now as he pulled on his tee shirt and started for the door. He gave one last look back at her, unable to help himself as he looked at her with a hint of lust still in his eyes. "I'll keep the image of you in a hot tub in my mind," he winked at her, turning to leave before stopping. "And I'm taking your car by the way! But I'll swing by to pick you up in the morning!" he added, knowing he needed wheels for the night. With that he headed down the steps to go take care of his best friend.

When Sage got to Winsley's house he didn't bother knocking. He hadn't since third grade. They just knew each other too well for small barriers like doors to get in the way, and so they were ignored. Sage immediately headed for Winsley's room, expecting her to be there. He pushed the slightly ajar door open and noticed her in there, smiling as he walked over, laying back on her bed next to her. "Hello, my beautiful third wife, how are you on this fine evening?" he asked, as he looked over at her with a smirk.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Korren nodded, kissing him back that last time. She watched as he went to the door, smiling all the while. A small awkward chuckle escaped her lips at the hot tub remark, her cheeks coated with a light pink. "Okay, love you!" She waved to him, and whether he saw it or not she smiled brightly. In all honesty she didn't want him gone, but Winsley needed him more. After all, that was his best friend, who he's known longer than Korren.

When he was gone, she moved off of the bed. Before she could go to the hot tub, she walked to her dresser and pulled out a bikini, putting it on. She walked over to her desk, deciding to at least get some homework done for the time she was absent. For the work that had to be done she finished up what she could in twenty minutes. After that, she pulled a towel from the bathroom and climbed down the stairs with her phone in hand, turning it on to make sure she could receive messages from Sage, though sadly she couldn't text him first. This worried her, but she tried not to think about it. She pulled the glass sliding door to outside open, leaving it open on accident. Since recent events with Sage she was in a bit of a daze, smiling to herself all the while. She set her phone down on a nearby table next to her towel, climbing in to the hot tub. From then on she turned up her music and sank into the heated water.

Winsley had vanished into her room when Patch left, blasting music and using a joint that Patch had left for her. She blew out smoke into her room, keeping the window open so she didn't completely stink up the place. Her mother had been on a late working night again, and she was bummed out. Even the joint didn't help much for the reason why she was down in the dumps. Her father had promised he would video chat with her that night, and yet he didn't call. Not even once. He left a message over text saying that he was fine, but a text just wasn't enough. She was laying in bed, finishing off the last of her joint when she saw the door creek open. It was Sage, since he of all people never knocked, though she didn't care if he did or not. Her eyes were tired, though she smiled just at the sight of her beloved friend. "Excuse me, that's second wife to you. Yeesh, hon, give me some credit." Winsley chuckled, punching him in the arm, before laying her hand over her stomach. "Ah, I'm pretty shitty. Dad didn't call today, but hey not every army man is lazing around talking about the perfect dame to bang." Even with humor, she frowned, sighing. "Pap's is an asshole." Of course she didn't mean this, but every time he missed out on their video chats she would fly all sorts of colorful insults in his direction. What she said was mild to the things she could be saying. "But anyway, how about you and Korren, huh?" She turned to lay on her side, poking him in the side all the while. "Huh, huh, huh? What about your perfect dame? Did you make out, did you fuck? C'mon, wifey's gotta know." A wide smirk spread on her face while she avoided the conversation about her father, wanting to know how the couple she set up was doing and if they were moving along as well as she had hoped.

 

[McMajestic]

Sage scrunched up his nose slightly as she talked about her father. Sage new Papa Cutler quite well, and had promised him he'd take care of Winsley while he was away fighting the good fight. It hurt him to know he was skipping out on one of the cherished video chats Winsley loved, but he also knew there must have been a good reason for it. Even as Winsley tried to change the subject, he took her hand, squeezing gently. "Wins, before I give you details about my night, I want you to know that your dad loves you and I'm sure he'd take that call if he needed. You'll talk to him soon, I promise, and I've never broken a promise," he added, ruffling her hair with a smile on his face as he sat up, letting go of her hand to crack his knuckles.

"Now onto the good stuff." He cleared his throat, looking at her for a long time to build suspense before he blurted it out like a love sick teen. "We totally made love." The phrasing was one Sage had never used before, considering he mostly thought of sex as a quick fuck for some type of release, but not with Korren. "It was the best time of my life," he insisted. "Brit, you gotta listen. It started with us talking. We were eating dinner and actually talking about ourselves! We were getting to know each other and shit," he said excitedly. "And she listened to me! She really wanted to know about me, and everything about me, not just the stupid shit." He took a breath, his voice wavering with excitement. "And then she talked about music and I got this idea and I gave her the best strip tease of her life," he said, before going into gruesome detail, from the tie coming off all the way up until he got the text, though he didn't mention actually getting the text. Sage was shameless in his descriptions and left nothing out, which left him going on for quite a bit. He normally wasn't like this either, but everything with Korren was so... different. It felt like love- every single touch- and he was trying to convey that to Winsley even if he was telling her details she didn't want to hear.

Bucky had been waiting oh-so patiently. He had left Winnie's and gone home, watching the GPS on Korren's phone. She was home, but he was sure Sage was home with her, so he waited a few hours before heading over to Korren's. At one point his car passed hers, and he glanced in shock, wondering where she was going so late, when he realized it was Sage in the driver's seat and quickly looked away.

When he got to Korren's house, he pulled into the driveway and shut the car off, checking the GPS again. Backyard. He slipped out of the car, heading around back to the gated fence, pulling it open quietly and slipping inside. Korren's back was facing him, and Bucky got a devious idea as he approached her. He slowly moved his hands over her eyes. "Guess who came back?" he cooed quietly, making his voice sound like Sage's before beginning to trail kisses down her neck slowly.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Winsley frowned when he changed the subject back, shrugging when he said that her dad loved him. Of course he was right, though she was still frustrated with her father. "Yeah, yeah." She said with a partial smile, sitting up next to him. Finally they moved on to the main event. While he talked she turned off the music, turning as she listened. It made her happy that not only that he had found someone to love, but she loved him unconditionally. Hell, they even talked, which impressed her. She smiled like a goof the whole time, chuckling when he went into deep detail. Every now and then she'd follow with oo's and aah's through all the details. When he was done babbling about all the details Winsley couldn't help but smile through it all, patting his back. "Atta boy! You see? And you doubted my judgement, ha! How about we order some celebratory pizza?" Another pat on the back, followed by a side hug. She clambered off the bed, hopping off and landing hard on the floor before getting to her dresser. Quickly she grabbed her phone, pulling up the pizza place. "Hello? Hey, we'll have two large pizzas; one meat, one hawaiian." She walked out of the room, cupping the phone with her hand and whispered in it to the phone. "Send the cutest worker." Winsley snickered, only saying this as a joke. If they ever ordered out, the pizza place would always either send a girl, a cute old man, or on rare occasion a younger guy. Once her order was reviewed over again she scurried to complete the call, telling the address before hanging up.

Korren had been leaning against the walls of the hot tub, dipping under the water with her nose just above the surface. She made small bubbles with her breath, giggling to herself. Music played and she shimmied her shoulders to it, coming up after a minute or so, brushing her hair back. Her hearing swam away from her for a moment before she could finally hear clearly. She felt hands go over her eyes, and a smooth voice which sounded like Sage. Korren giggled when she felt the kisses trail down her neck, sighing as he continued. "That was quick. Is Brit okay?" She whispered, closing her eyes to fall into the sweet kisses. Not once did she assume it was anyone else, though it was strange that he was back so soon. Perhaps Winsley didn't need him as badly as he thought, and perhaps he just wanted to see her in the hot tub like he would have imagined to see her. It made her blush at the thought. In all actuality, she had no idea what was going on.

 

[McMajestic]

Sage fell flat on his back as Winsley left the room, sighing to himself in that happy sort of way. He'd never felt this kind of joy before, but he was glad he got to experience it now. He soon got up, walking out the door to go find Winsley, tugging on her hair casually as he passed her not long after she finished the phone call. "Lovely second wife of mine, would you like something to drink? Some celebratory beer maybe?" he suggested, heading into the kitchen to grab a couple without waiting for the answer. "We should watch something good, too. I'll go find a movie from the Disney stash!" he said brightly, heading back into her room with his own beer to find something for them. He popped the top off, drinking as he began to look through the endless selection of Disney movies.

The pizza place always picked up around seven, though deep into the hours of the night there wasn't much business, which usually gave Jayden Bishop the perfect nap time. He had the night shift since he didn't have a first period and could generally sleep through his job anyways, but not tonight apparently. Someone from the poor section of life had called in a couple pizzas, and the vibrant ringing of the phone had first caught Jay's attention, followed by the raised eyebrows of his coworker's face as he jotted down the order and one other thing. Jay waited with a raised eyebrow until the phone was hung up. "What the fuck are you looking all stupid for?" he asked, his voice casually poking fun at coworker, Kyle. "She requested a cute delivery guy and so I don't know who to send now."

"Well me, obviously-" Jay began, but was quickly cut off. "No Jay, she said cute, not hideous." Jay chuckled, shaking his head. "Don't be a little bitch, Kyle, I know you want a piece of my ass," he joked, a hand running through his wavy locks of hair, half black and half white, in an attempt to move them out of his eye. They fell right back into it. He winked and Kyle rolled his eyes. "David, I need a large hawaiian and a large sausage!" Kyle called back. "I got the second one!" Jay spoke, his words joking yet full of vigor despite the dark hours.

It took about thirty minutes but soon the pizza was ready, and Jay drove it over to the slum section of the world, not minding at all. Most of his friends didn't like this area, and Jay was a bit wary in a new car wearing his expensive high tops, but he also knew a lot of the rumors were over exaggerated, and he delivered over here most of the time anyways, so he knew the houses well.

Jay slid out of his ferrari as he parked on the side of the road in front of the house, and headed up to the porch, looking the house over once. It was nice, he supposed, for a cheap one on the south side, and was in better condition than a good percentage of them. He shrugged to himself about it, before knocking twice on the door, holding the pizza in his arms, one of which hinted at the phoenix tattoo on his upper arm.

Bucky continued to kiss her neck seeing as she hadn't yet noticed it was him, and moved his hands to her shoulders, slowly edging them forward. He began to nibble on her neck, that sadistic side of him wanting to bite down and hear her scream. God, he loved it when he hurt her. She always had the best reactions. But for now he was sweet, just like he used to be, before grabbing her face and pulling her into a hard kiss, forcing himself on her as much as he could, pulling her up against him. One hand looped around her back to hold her in place while the other pressed against the back of her head, not wanting her to move away from him. He loved to see her struggle, but not succeed in her struggle, and so he only pulled away when he saw fit. "God, I missed you, my love," he cooed, though there was something sick in his words as he mocked Sage in a way, knowing he called Korren his love quite a bit.

Spoiler: Jay's Phoenix Tattoo

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Winsley turned and snapped her teeth at him when he tugged on her hair, but was only being playful. After, she chuckled and followed him to the kitchen. "Heck yea." She picked up her beer bottle, popping the cap and taking a large swig of the alcoholic beverage. "Bring out the Didney worl! Woo!" With a little dancing she walked to the couch, flopping down on the couch. She laid out on the cushion, taking a swig every now and then as she waited for the pizza. "I need my pizza," Winsley hollered, raising her arms to the sky. It was difficult for her to wait, but finally she heard the knock on the door. She scrambled off of the couch, putting down her beer. "I got it!" And surely she did. On her way to the door she fixed her hair and brushed her hand over her clothing. Without hesitation she pulled the door open, expecting to see the formerly listed kinds of people. What she saw was not what she had expected, and she was slightly taken aback. She leaned against the door frame, her arms crossed. For a moment she shamelessly looked him up and down, noticing the tattoos, piercings, and... was his hair dyed? She smiled at him, looking him in the eye. "Well that's weird, I ordered a cutie. I didn't order a hottie." A small wink was given, followed by a quiet chuckle. After this she had a small idea, and decided to play it off. "But anyway, i should go get a pen shouldn't I?" She moved to grab a pen from the kitchen, taking a moment before walking back towards the door. Almost as if she were looking for something, she turned around for her back to face him. She fumbled with the pen in her fingers before it "dropped" out of her hands. "Ah shit, would you look at that. Clumsy me." Fakely she sighed, bending down in a slowed manner, sighing when she grabbed the pen from the ground and slowly returned to standing. "Butter fingers." She shrugged, turning back and slowly walking towards the hot pizza guy to examine a reaction from him.


Korren but her lip, chuckling a little as he continued, though then the nibbling began. This wasn't really like Sage to nibble, and she got worried. Was he drunk? What was going on? She opened her eyes, turning around just in time to be met with a forced kiss. Part of her wanted to scream, yet she couldn't. Her eyes widened as far as they possibly could have, finally seeing that it had been Bucky all along. Of course Sage wouldn't have come that quickly. She struggled, pushing against his chest and trying to move away. In between the assault she whimpered, unable to push away from him. Fear filled her mind and froze her up as he pushed and pushed to kiss her, all up until he decided to pull away. She pushed against his chest, not wanting to be so close to his face. His breath washed over her face while he spoke, forcing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up. Tears threatened her eyes, falling down her cheeks as they blurred her vision. Her voice clamped up, though she did manage to force out a few choked words. "No, no, no." She kept pressing her hands against his chest, trying her best to get him away from her.

 

[McMajestic]

Jay had been standing alone in the night for a while before finally the door was answered. He was expecting a drunk man yelling about video games if he was being honest with himself, but instead got a pleasant surprise. A girl- and a pretty girl too. Her wild green locks caught his attention first, and he made a note of how beautifully they suited her as he began his descent, shamelessly checking her out as she did the same. She had an average rack which was fine by him, although the actual band shirt was more interesting than her chest. It was a band he listened too frequently, and he smiled slightly as he continued his descent, looking over her legs, which looked long and slender in her skinny jeans. It wasn't every day he came across a customer worth looking at, but she surely was.

As she called him a hottie, he smirked, his eyes dashing up to her dark green eyes as she no sooner called him this than she headed off. He tried not to stare, though he couldn't help it. God, was she hot, and maybe even alone? without thinking much of it he took a small step into her house, glancing around. He didn't see anybody else. He stepped back onto the porch, watching as she came back to him. He thought it odd that she turned around and watched as she dropped the pen, taking her own sweet time picking it up. Holy fuck, weak rack but hot ass. He bit his lip, trying not to succumb to the heat within him, though her slow movements brought the slightest change to him, and he found himself unable to look away, his teeth biting onto his snake bites. It wasn't until she completely stood that he thought it'd be best to try and contain himself. "Well fuck, I didn't expect to have a hottie for a customer either," he finally responded, adding a bit of charm to his voice.

Bucky only laughed as she struggled, pulling out his gun and shoving it in her mouth as she attempted to say 'no', to scare him off. "I love it when you gag," he cooed, his other hand grabbing her wrist and yanking her harshly away from the tub and over to the wall of her house that he quickly shoved her against, pushing the barrel of the gun farther down her throat. "Now hmmm, Sage Vixen, lives on 323 Westward Drive. Sister is Rose, lovely girl really, I remember I almost fucked her but then she went off and got cancer, the dumb bitch. His parents, work nine to five jobs, usually home by five-thirty." He paused to take a breath. "Why am I telling you this, Korren dear? Well, you see, it's just a little sneak preview to everything I know about the Vixen's- their entire schedules really, but Sage, damn do I know Sage. Every step he makes I've got tracked. Now you may be asking yourself, and why is that worthless bitch relevant? Well you see, my lovely little... what's he call you? Cherry Pop? You see, I have this gun, and at any point in time I could aim it at his head and blow it straight off." Bucky chuckled, pushing it a bit farther into her mouth for emphasis, his finger dancing around the trigger.

"And if you don't break up with him by... oh, let's make this fun! Next Wednesday, then I'll shoot him dead, and if I feel like it I'll kill his family too, because you see Korren, you're my little island, and I can't have other boys defiling my property, no, no, no." He tsked, finally releasing some of the gun's pressure. "And while I'm sure he's already fucked you like the flithy little whore you've been acting like lately, I will waiver that minor detail if you break up with him even sooner, let's say... Friday. But anytime after that and you'll be punished for it, unfortunately. But don't worry, I don't blow his head off till next Wednesday. Is this all to o complicated for your stupid little head? No? Good." He wasn't going to wait for an answer, not with a gun in her mouth. "I'm going to take the gun out of your mouth now, and we're going up to your room. If you make a sound I'll shoot you, then Sage." He slowly removed the gun, waiting for her to comply like he knew she would.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Winsley smiled as she saw he clearly enjoyed her actions, biting her lip slightly. "Oh, me? A hottie? I wouldn't think so, babe." She moved a little closer, looking up at him slyly with a sultry look. It almost could have looked innocent, if it wasn't Winsley doing it then it would have been innocent. "Let me take those from you." She reached up and grabbed the pizza boxes, setting them down on the nearest table. It wasn't that she wanted the pizza right away, she just wanted a better look at his tattoo. It looked better than before. She returned in front of him, smiling all the while. One hand reached up for his arm, tracing around his tattoo. "Nice tattoo, babe. Got any more you can show me?" She winked, standing so close that their bodies practically touched. Now she wanted to mess with him, to see if he would be a wimp and run off from her acting so attached already. Her hand moved away from his upper arm, trailing down it until she put her hand on her hip. One step at a time she would mess with her newest victim. He probably would want to be payed by now, but that would have to wait until she got bored.

Korren whimpered and gagged slightly as he pushed the gun into her mouth, her breath hitching as she was yanked out of the tub. With one swift move she was shoved against her house, her back landing with a thud. She was completely in shock, and only cried quietly as he overcame the situation. Not once did she dare to move, though she shook profusely while standing there. Her legs could barely hold her yet she forced them too. Bucky was bringing it all to the brink, and surely he would do anything just to find pleasure in hurting Korren one way or another. Sage wasn't here to help this time, no. Her eyes glanced towards her phone for a moment, though met with Bucky's wild eyes, ones that screamed murder. He spoke of details on where Sage lived, when his parents worked, and so on. Tear coated her cheeks and ran down them, unable to stop. She feared Bucky Cypress, and he truly would not leave her alone until he got and kept what he wanted. He pushed the gun further into her mouth, she choked. His fingers moved around the trigger, which put her on the edge. What if he shot her there and then? It was only a matter of time, in her mind. The deal was for her to break up with Sage, which she wasn't ready for. A choked whimper fell out, sounding like the helpless squeak of an animal. Her hands automatically went up to his chest, though she didn't push, while her fingers curled around his shirt. In a way it was a brace as she tried to keep herself afloat, trying to keep from crumbling to the ground. She had to obey Bucky now, because lives were on the line, including Sage's. Her widened eyes looked into his with the utmost terror. Not even could she answer his question of her comprehension, because by that point he was releasing pressure from the gun. As soon as he pulled the gun away, she gasped for breath and closed her eyes only momentarily. This was it for her. No more happy days, no more conforming to the popular crowd. Now she was a slave to the popular crowd, and especially to Bucky. She clamped her mouth shut, holding back from making any sounds other than to breath. Slowly her feet shifted underneath her, and she turned to start walking. They travelled in to the house, and moved to the stairs. Once she glanced out at the empty wine glasses and plates on the table, showing that they had once sat there to dine. If only they were sitting there now, drinking and chatting with no consequences.

 

[McMajestic]

Jay smirked, obviously liking the attention he was getting. "Well that ass certainly begs to differ," he said as she denied her own looks, grinning brightly as her fingertips rested on his tattoo, running over his skin as he watched her with a beautiful lust in her eyes. Jay caught on to it quickly, and wasn't about to stumble backwards. No, this was a challenge in his mind, and he was determined to win. "Oh there's plenty more to show," he cooed, winking at her as he grabbed her butt, stepping forward so they were flesh against one another, looking down at her and waiting on a reaction. Still, though, he oozed confidence and carelessness, his eyes dancing with the desire for something mischevious to happen. "But I'm a little shy so if I take my shirt off, then you have to take yours off too," he added, never once missing a beat as he looked down at the sexy girl about a foot shorter than him.

As they strolled up to Korren's room, Bucky couldn't help but notice the suit casually tossed around the living room, and a slight growl escaped his lips. Korren was his toy, and some other kid had used her. He saw the plates as they passed by the kitchen, and upstairs, scattered across her room, were Korren's clothes. The evidence was all too convincing, and it only made Bucky angry. "Korren, I'm so disappointed, you know, that you would let that filthy rat hurt you. Don't you know he's filled with diseases?" he mocked, shoving her down on her bed before walking around it, waving the gun around as if it was a flag. "Well that's just no good. I'll be sure to get that memory of the rat out of you, love," he cooed, once again making fun of Sage for what he called her.

Bucky kicked off his shoes, tossing his jacket on the floor and looking at Korren for a moment, before pushing the barrel of the gun against Korren's chest. "It's so fun to live like you're dying, isn't it?" he laughed, his finger pulling the trigger. There was only a click, but he was sure the fear factor had been there. Bucky had only one bullet in the chamber, but he knew exactly where it was. "Let's play a game, every time you make me mad, I pull the trigger. That gives you four more mistakes to make, and on the fifth, that big brain of yours is gonna splatter the walls," he said brightly. "Now, you should probably get out of that wet swim suit," he added, smirking as he looked at her.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Winsley chuckled at his words, smirking all the while. So he wouldn't chicken out so far, and it was obvious by his actions. Her breath hitched, though again she chuckled. Body to body, it was clear to her that he wouldn't back down for now. She looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, though the smugness on her face spread across her cheeks. In a slow movement she started trading places, so that way he was in the door way and she was on the porch, this way she could lure him out a little further on to the porch. Her steps back peddled out to step on the cold wood. If it were just them, she would have brought him inside, but she knew better. Even though Sage was a sex addict, he still acted like her older brother and ruined the fun for her. "Shy? Well we can't have that, can we?"

She pulled him by the shirt over to a chair. "Why don't you.. just show me." In one swift move she pushed him into the chair, standing over him. All the while her hand wrapped around the collar of his shirt, yanking him up so their faces would be inches apart. Her breath mingled with his, while her expression wore a permanent smirk. Though she may have been short, she took the lead and stood over him with ease. After a moment she started to lean forward. This was it. She was finally finding someone that matched her style of life, someone who wouldn't back down from a challenge out of fear.

Korren moved up the stairs, refusing to look behind her. She didn't know what to think, act, or feel. All she knew was that Bucky was behind her with a gun and she could not call for help this time. Behind her she could hear his frustration, which soon translated into words. They had entered her room by then, moving to the bed. She turned to face him as he spoke, with shaking wracking her body. Not a sound did she allow to escape her at that moment. She only looked down at the floor, tears filling her eyes again. With a shove she fell back against the mattress, landing with an 'oof', though that sound could have been anything else. In place of it she could have screamed, could have alerted out to the world that she was in a bad position, yet the only person she'd be able to alert was Bucky. She didn't want to alert Bucky. He was waving his gun around, almost like it were just some toy. She gulped, holding down any sense of fight she had in her so she wouldn't get hurt more than she was already going to.

The nerves that wracked her from before hit her ten times as much as they usually did, and she could not stop herself from shaking. All she could do was lay there as she watched things begin to unfold. Out of the blue, though, he pushed his gun to her chest and pulled the trigger. Her life seemingly flashed before her eyes, while her heart jumped in a way that made her whole body jolt. Her eyes were peeled open, looking at him with the reddened rims of them. Tears fell down every now and then. She was frozen, she couldn't move, and certainly would not be allowed to. Her breathing and heart beat picked up after the faked shot. At the mention of him being angry the shaking was forced to slow down. Sometimes he liked the shaking, other times he didn't, and either way all that mattered was that he didn't hurt her too badly. He threatened her as much as he pleased, commanding her to take off her bikini. As she did as he asked, she whispered with a cracked voice. "Please, Bucky, I'll le- let him g-o on, on Frid-day, I promise." She closed her eyes, completing what he had asked her to do. She felt broken and used even before he could use her, and knew that this time she wouldn't be able to get back up from being knocked down and face her fears. "Please..." Her voice was hoarse and cracked, brittle and broken down. She was begging for her life, and for Sage and his family's lives. All she could do to ease any pain was do what she was instructed and no one would get hurt... except for her.

 

[McMajestic]

Jay smirked as their roles reversed, so Winsley stood out on the porch, before he was abruptly yanked out on shoved down on a porch chair. The movement happened so fast he could hardly register it, and shock must have been clear on his face as she grabbed his shirt collar and yanked him so their faces were only inches apart. He found himself taking deeper breaths, watching her movements, listening to her words, a smirk slowly dragging itself over his own expression. This girl was definitely one he wanted, and he was sure she could tell that by now. Her initiative was a huge turn on although he couldn't let her take the lead forever.

As she leaned forward, Jay closed the gap, kissing her hungrily. He wasn't a very slow and sweet type of guy but he got the feeling Winsley wasn't that type of girl either. His hands roamed under her band tee shirt as he pulled her closer, so they were chest to chest, not wanting a drop of air between them. It was late and nobody was out which gave him the best type of opportunity. He only hoped he got what she seemed to want just as much as him.

(Time skip)
When Bucky was satisfied, he got ready to leave, cocking the gun and thinking as he straightened his shirt out. Sometimes he wondered why he always came back to Korren, but as he looked at her tear stained face he couldn't help but think about how much he loved the way she looked right then, completely broken and worthless. It was what she deserved for leaving him. If she would have just been a good girlfriend from the start none of this would have had to happen, so it was all her fault truly- that he was like this, that he liked what he did. "You know, Korren, I could just put you out of your misery. I could kill Sage now and you have to break up with him. Wouldn't you like that? For him to die thinking you loved him? For him to die without a broken heart?"

Bucky pulled the trigger, just for fun. Three empty chambers now. Oh what fun it would be to shoot Sage- but no, nowhere where hiss death would be quick. Maybe somewhere that would make him bleed out while in agony. His thigh, his main artery in his leg would cause just the effect Bucky wanted, and he smiled at the thought. "I could make it quick too," he lied. He knew he wasn't convincing her of anything but how horrible he was, which was fine with him. He pulled the trigger again. Two shots left. Then again. One empty chamber left, and then the bullet. This time he aimed the gun at Korren. "Or of course, I could kill you- but I don't really want to do that." Click. He pulled the trigger. The next shot would be a bullet flying into a body or perhaps into the air. He wasn't quite sure yet. He set the gun down on her table. "But if you killed yourself, what could I do to stop you? Of course, then I'd have to find another girl to torment. Maybe Winnie. It's fun to watch her pass out all helpless." He chuckled, waiting for Korren to respond to him.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Winsley's smile only widened as she noticed the expression on his face. It surprised her how well he had taken her actions, and in fact pushed it forward another step. She fell slightly forward when he pulled her closer, with body to body. In order to adjust she merely moved so she was sitting on his lap. Her hands travelled down to their jeans, first unzipping his before working on her own. It was exciting to finally know she was going to get what she wanted. Soon she paused only for a moment to remove her shirt, before continuing the rough kiss. She tugged on his pant's waistband with one hand, while the other tangled into his hair. Things were about to go south, and that's just how she wanted it to go. At that moment she had forgotten that Sage had even been there, so she figured things would be in the clear to continue.


When it was over, Korren felt disgusting. She was the trash that she once started out, used and abused only for the purpose of Bucky's enjoyment. There were no tears left to shed. She merely laid there, with her whole body feeling as though it were bruised all over. When he had gotten up to change, she closed her eyes. Finally, he would be gone again, but that didn't make her happy. Still she knew that he would come back like he always did. As soon as he cocked his gun, she payed full attention, though she didn't move. At that point she had been laying under the covers, keeping her useless and disgusting body from view. That's all she could view herself as anymore. No matter how good Sage made her feel about herself, not a million compliments would change the feeling she had now. She hated herself. Hated that she had been abused for so long and allowed it without speaking out or trying to leave him in the first place. All she was to anyone was a tool and nothing more than that. The only person that thought otherwise was Sage, and he wasn't there at that very moment.

As he spoke, she listened carefully with a knot tying up her throat. With all the questions he asked about killing Sage she was brought temporarily out of her state of pitiful thinking and thought only of Sage. Without verbally answering she just barely shook her head, letting out a shaky breath. It wasn't that she wanted to break Sage's heart, it was that she didn't want him to be dead. A broken heart is less of a problem than death itself. Not in any sense did she want anyone dead. Not even if it was a quick death would it be okay.

She winced when he pulled the trigger, pulling the covers near to her face. Her heart rate picked up. It was uncertain which shot could count for her finally day on earth, which didn't frighten her as badly as it should have. The thought that caused her not to be so frightened of death merely frightened her more. Being with him was a fate worse than death on its own, which is why she was not so fearful of death. Again, he fired the gun with no bullets. And again, And again. Truly she was on edge, and the shaking that once wracked her body had returned, though she tried to contain it the best she could. She clutched the covers so tightly that her knuckles were white. The last thing he had said disturbed her. It was almost mocking what she was thinking, and manipulating it so she wouldn't do it, but she wouldn't refrain from doing it because of him. No. She would do it for Winnie, that poor girl. Not once had she done anything wrong and yet that was his next target. Again her throat was caught, with a choked whimper sounding out quietly. "No," was all she could say. It was whispered and desperate. She was answering to what he had said about Winnie, since the poor girl didn't deserve it. If anything, Korren deserved it. Tears welled up in her eyes, forcing only one down her cheek. Bucky was her burden, and if she so chose to end her own life, she would die knowing that another victim would be tortured relentlessly, and she couldn't allow that. She averted her eyes, hiding her face in the covers. Even looking at him made her sick to the stomach, and she couldn't take it anymore. All she wanted was to be dead, yet if she died than others would perish or be tortured in her absence. There was no winning in this situation, only loss and tragedy.

 

[McMajestic]

Sage had just picked out a good movie and had walked out of Winsley's room, looking around for his friend. She was nowhere to be seen, but the pizza was sitting on the table. He looked around the living room as he grabbed it, moving it over to the coffee table and setting it down, working to set up the movie when he felt a slight breeze. Sage glanced towards the front door, noticing it was cracked open, and raised an eyebrow before walking over to it. He peeked outside at first, wondering if Winsley was just looking at the stars, maybe thinking about her dad and how much that upset her, but was shocked to find her on the verge of sex with a guy who had a shirt on with the pizza logo. The delivery guy? Sage thought in shock just as Jay yanked his shirt off and threw it to the side. "Hey!" Sage moved outside suddenly, and Jay glanced up once, looked Sage over, and did a double take.

Jay blinked, a bit shocked to see Sage Vixen standing in front of him, the guy who had stolen Korren away from Bucky. He knew all about it considering Bucky's favorite subject was this brat. He was even more shocked, though, to know he was in the same house as this girl. He looked at the green hair, and the beautiful eyes, and suddenly it all made sense. Winsley Cutler, Sage's best friend. It shouldn't have turned him on more to know he was making out with the best friend of Bucky's mortal enemy, but it did. "That is my second wife you are attempting to commit multiple misdemeanors with!" Sage snarled, and Jay snorted, before turning back to continue making out with Winsley. He didn't care. Bucky was a little bitch and everybody knew it- they were all just too scared of him to admit it, so directly defying him didn't phase Jay one bit- in fact it egged him on.

"Winsley, I will cut off your hair in your sleep if you do not put your dignity back on!" Sage cried out, obviously reaching for anything to stop them. He was not about to let his best friend screw some guy that Sage hadn't even interrogated yet.

"Oh don't sound so scared, love." Bucky set the gun on her dresser and walked over to her, leaning down and kissing her forehead gently. He tucked her hair behind her ear, his movements suddenly gentle and sweet, and made sure she was tucked in. "You know, it'd be a shame if you died young. I love you, more than anyone, so I don't think I could take that anyways." He brushed some of her tears away, his movements as loving as could be, before he turned away, picking the gun up on his way out. "Get some rest, Korren, sweet dreams, love," he cooed, before heading downstairs and leaving, smiling brightly to himself with the knowledge that soon Korren would be all his, and no one would be able to separate them after that.

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Things were getting real, all up until she heard Sage's voice. Jay had stopped, and she looked up to see her best friend standing there. Winsley groaned in slight annoyance, though she chuckled a little bit. It wasn't funny that their fun had stopped, though it was funny that Sage was trying to stop them from something he's done many more times than she has before. "C'mon, Sleeze. I got on him first. Lemme get this tonight." He then went on about misdemeanors, and she slightly rolled her eyes. When Jay snorted at what Sage said, she slapped him in the arm, yet was more than willing to make out with him. They continued their antics up until Sage spoke up again. She pushed Jay back for a moment, looking at Sage in the eye.

Instead of being moody, she simply smiled at him and flipped him off. "I need a hair cut anyways, hubby." It wasn't that she was being rude. She usually used that sign in a loving manner, and never truly meant to use it in a harmful manner. "You can start on the pizza, leave me some though. We'll have movie night when we're both free." Once that was said and done with, she turned to Jay. "Where were we, hot stuff?" She smirked, before moving in to start things up again. Her hands moved around his torso and downwards. It was time for this to start.

Korren looked at him when he crossed over to her, noticing that he set the gun down. A weight dropped from her shoulders, though still Bucky was coming towards her. Even if he told her not to be afraid, she was afraid. It confused her brain when he was so gentle to her. She craved that very comfort, and was okay with it. That was all she needed then, knowing that the boy she use to love was capable of such a thing still. It broke her to think that this one boy had tortured and loved her all at once. How could someone do that?

The comfort that was given to her was appreciated, and in her foggy state of mind, almost felt rewarding. She leaned slightly into his touch when he brushed her tears away, almost reaching for his hand. Yet the moment she lifted her hand, she stopped herself. How could she still care about him? And how could she still love Bucky, even if that love was very slim. It was a fearful sort of love, one that was toxic to her very being. She bit her tongue when he spoke up, knowing that she would have said something stupid like she always did. Now that she had accepted his sliver of compassionate behavior, she truly did feel like some dirty whore. She had completely betrayed Sage, and even though most of that betrayal was forced upon her, she didn't take it lightly.

When she heard her front door click shut, she crawled out of bed and mustered what little strength she had left to move. First, she went to put on a robe, something that would have at least covered her for now. Then, she moved to put her wet swim suit in the bathroom to lay on the side of the tub in order to dry off. Lastly, she moved down the stairs. Each step was excruciating, yet in order to get what she wanted she had to push through pain. She travelled down to the outside, setting the cover for the hot tub over it, while grabbing her towel and phone. Carefully she wrapped the towel around her hair, making sure it held up the long locks of hair. She then proceeded to shut the door and go to the kitchen, where she grabbed a wine bottle. If she drank the whole thing, she could drown her cares all away. There was whiskey in the cabinet, though she didn't want to touch a single drop of that stuff. That was the sort of stuff she used to get drunk on at Bucky's parties, and she hated it. It was never her idea to get drunk on such a horrid beverage, but each time if she did it she was promised an easier time at the party. Granted, the promise would fall through, but at the end of the day she was emotionally disconnected and would not remember half of the things that happened.

She took a large swig straight from the bottle while leaning against the counter. From the start she already wanted more. The more she drank, the more she wanted. It stung slightly as it all went down, but she didn't care. It was a sweet sort of sting, one that would drown out if she kept downing the alcohol, and she did. At parts she took breaks to breath, though continued to drink after the breaks. It took her ten minutes before she finally downed the whole bottle. At first, it hadn't effected her. This saddened Korren, and she turned to go up the steps. On her way up to her room though, everything started to blur together. She was stumbling up each step until she finally got into her room, flopping down on the bed.

The whole time she had her phone in hand, and her being her drunk self decided to do something stupid. This was when her memories started to black out, and only her actions ensued. She took off her robe and took a rather showy picture of herself, showing everything from the waist up. Then, she sent it to Sage, along with a message. Heeyyy I miss u . Sent. "Woo!" She extended the O's with her arms outstretched to the sky, and her phone tossed on to the bed. Since she wasn't in her right mind she had no idea what she had just done, but only one slurred thought came through, and she said it out loud to the world, where no one could hear her. "See that? I'm a dirty whore! Woo!" A plastered smile set on to her face as she dazed off in to space, almost giddy about this horrible idea.

 

[McMajestic]

Sage groaned, letting out a deep breath as Winsley flipped him off, making her sly little comment that he was going to take to heart. He was just about to threaten to go grab the scissors, when he felt a buzz in his pocket. Sage glanced up at the couple who probably didn't even know each other's names as they went back to making out, before pulling his phone out of his pocket. He unlocked it, noticing a text message but not opening it quite yet as he looked back towards the two fuck buddies. "At least go inside so you don't get caught," he hissed, realizing any attempt to stop them besides doing something radical would be in vain.

He looked back down at his phone, opening the message. There was an image that took a moment to load, and in that moment he started to pull a joint he had found in Winsley's room out of his pocket to light, but as the image appeared in beautiful HD the joint fell out of his hand, and all he could do for a long moment was stare with wide eyes. "Holy shit," he breathed out, feeling a heat stir within him that he thought was satisfied. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Winsley, are you and your fuck buddy going to be okay? I really... gotta..." he gulped, unable to take his eyes off the picture. It was undeniable hot, and yet the same time there was something wrong. Korren, his beautiful shy girl, would never do something like this. What had given her the idea? Maybe she just liked the sex? He frowned slightly, unable to deny his physical attraction but still wary. "I gotta go. Something's... weird." Sage clicked on the picture and screenshotted it, before heading down towards Korren's car to head back, not bothering to wait for an answer.

As soon as he got to Korren's, he knocked on the door, wondering if she would even answer. Maybe she had gone to sleep, maybe it was an accident. Maybe the picture was a total fluke, a sudden burst of courage. She probably wouldn't want that now. Maybe he was overthinking all this. He shouldn't have left Winsley he was just... he was worried and turned on all at once and that is not the best position to be in to make any type of decision.

Jay pulled away from a moment, watching as Sage showed some obvious signs that whatever was on his phone was a rather interesting image. He almost got up to look, but he had a beautiful girl sitting on his lip, and so he let it slide for now, instead looking back at Winsley. "Want me to stay the night, Babe?" he cooed mockingly. "You could tip me... any way you'd like." He slid his hands up her back, his fingers tangling in her green locks, gently tugging on them, unaware of any possibility of this being a bad thing. He slowly curled a strand around his finger before brushing it back down into place, looking up at her and awaiting an answer. FlameintheRoses

 

[FlameintheRoses]

Korren heard the knocking on the front door and smiled. It was most likely going to be Sage, and that made her drunken mood even more elated. The pain she had from before had almost disappeared from her mind, ignoring any injury from before. She slackly laid her robe over herself, stumbling down the stairs with a giggle sounding the house. On the last few steps she tripped and tumbled to the ground on, laying on her stomach. All the while she was quietly laughing, before calling out to confirm she wasn't hurt in a rather slurred voice. "I'm fffine," Again, another chuckle. Ever so slowly she got up, almost falling again as she wobbled towards the door. Her robe had mostly covered parts that needed to be covered, though the rest was open to be viewed. She fiddled with the lock on the door for a minute, until finally pulling the door open. In a swift movement the door swung open, with her leaning heavily against the doorway. Even with him hear she didn't even try to hide that she was drunk, and if she did try her breath would have given it away immediately. "Heyyy Shh..Sage." A slightly higher pitched giggle sounded from her. "Did you, uhmm, get my thing? Message, whatever." All the while she held a sly smirk, something she never would do unless it were a joke, and even then she would feel awkward about it. After she spoke, she reached over and grabbed him by the front pockets, pulling to beckon him forward. Her mind was not clear at that moment, and automatically turned to a rather promiscuous state of mind.

Winsley watched Sage as he checked his phone, raising an eyebrow when he looked at it for so long. She almost said something, until he spoke up, clearly distracted. Since she knew him well, she knew that whatever was on his phone was more than just an ordinary message or photo. When he left, she merely waved him off. Clearly there was something wrong, but she couldn't go after him now, not with what she had just threatened to do. It would have been dumb to back down from such an offer that literally came to her door step. She turned back to Jay, smiling at him as he questioned her if he could stay. There was no doubt about this fact. She chuckled about the tipping and set her hand underneath his chin to pull his face towards hers. She leaned in, with lips almost touching, before speaking. "You're sleeping with me tonight, babe." And he would. There would be no wimping out of this, only one thing went strangely though. The minute he touched her hair, out of instinct she reacted poorly. A quiet growl emitted from her as she tensed up. Her hands curled into fists, with knuckles as white as snow. In one swift and not-so-thought-out move she slapped the chair next to his head. "You little-" Anger was clear in her furrowed brows and murderous eyes, though she stopped herself. She cleared her throat and closed her eyes, struggling to apologize. Winsley calmed down, taking a deep breath. She removed her hand from near his head and slowly smoothed her hair down. "That was just.. a little tick of mine." Her voice was mumbled, sighing afterwards. "I don't usually let people, uhm.. touch my hair." Since when did she mumble and get quiet? She didn't feel herself, mostly because she probably just messed up her chances with this guy. Instead of directly wanting to continue things, she decided instead to test the guy and see if he would really stay.

From then she retracted and stood up in order to go inside. She grabbed their shirts and walked to the door way, eyeing him for a moment before disappearing into the house. As she walked she began removing her jeans, heading over to the couch. Once she was at the couch she set the article of clothing aside, leaving the door wide open to the house, and crossed over to the couch. She patiently waited for him to join her, sitting on the couch and picking off a pizza from one of the boxes. Part of her wanted to eat it all, though that may not have been appealing to this guy, so she simply ate two slices. While chewing on her pizza she reached into her jean pocket, grabbing a mint and popping it in her mouth. All the while she laid out on the couch, stretching out to be comfortable and possibly be a pleasant surprise to view for her bait.