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The growl made her shiver, and she felt she would never understand it. Why was it she wanted him to be so rough with her, maybe everyone had simply been to gentle with her in the past. Regardless of why, her body did not care for reasons, it simply knew what it wanted, or rather, he seemed to know what it wanted. Kissing him back, she smiled but it slowly turned into a frown as he pulled away.

He had things to do, and she had food to keep from catching on fire, now was not the time to act like they had no self-control. So she simply let him watch her as she finished breakfast, wishing badly to pull his hand from his teeth and nip at it herself and tell him to quit resisting, or at least quit teasing.

As he hid his face and turned away, she couldn't help but laugh. It was cheesy, but in such a wonderful, sexy way. Rationing out the food on two plates, she grabbed two fork and waved the plate beneath his nose. Well beneath the gap in his arms that would allow him to smell that it was done. "How about we start with you following your nose to the counter, you can figure out how to get home after you eat." She replied playfully smirking, though knowing that if they took too long to eat, his priorities at home would need to be taken care of. After losing her own brother, she was not about to keep him from his own, especially if he needed him.

That thought made it easier to turn her sex drive down a bit and sit at the island in the kitchen and place the plates down as she waited for him to join her and eat. Doing her best to keep the morbid thoughts from showing on her face, she eventually cringed as a migraine built up in her head. It hurt to remember, just like it hurt more to try to forget. Slipping from her stool, she made her way to the sink and pulled open the drawer next to it, digging through a few pill bottles before finding the three pain medications they'd given her for her headaches. They'd stopped happening as often, but they still did and they were never easy. Taking one of each, she tossed them into her mouth before grabbing a glass and filling it with water to wash them down.

Morgan smiled at his thoughts that they would make a good team, she was certainly hoping so. Not that she minded being the odd one out, but having a partner might get the guys off her case about not being able to handle social situations anymore. They of course were only teasing, treating the stuttering girl like a younger sister, with the right amount of kindness but the right amount of pushing, they'd fix her up. That was the plan anyway, "I h-hope so. I-'ve been t-told I'm easy to g-get along w-with." When she wasn't tripping over her words like an idiot at least.

Trying not to let it get to her, she glanced at him when he froze for a moment, her eyes followed his own, but whatever he'd seen in the living room was gone. He said nothing about it though, and she did her best to shrug it off, he looked tired, and judging from his file, he hadn't had the easiest time in his transfer.

Taking the offered mug, she took a small sip, her eyes brightening at his question. Not that her answer was a happy one, but it was work, work was what she was good at. "Big city like this, sadly there's just a lot of unsolved crimes, disappearances, murders. We haven't had anything big happen lately, but the unsolved ones are piling. None of them are linked in anyway, things like robbery shootings, gang members murdered, people who just don't come home one night and are never seen, break ins that turn into murder." Pausing she took another sip, mentally beaming that work also meant she didn't stutter. Hopefully it would make it easier to avoid the stutter when talking about anything else. "Sometimes there's enough left behind to catch the bad guy, but sometimes we just run out of time and the evidence gets cold."

At his question, she contemplated how she should answer. It was just one of those questions where she felt like there was a wrong answer and she didn't know which one it was. After a moments pause though she got herself to nod, "D..inner sounds fine." Her words were slow, careful, she could do this without stumbling. "It'll give you t-time to u-unpack a bit. Get c-comfortable." Mentally she kicked herself, she'd been so damn close. Sighing, she knew it wasn't going to just magically go away over night, hopefully the dinner would work at getting them acquainted and the stutter would slowly fade when speaking to him.

A chill ran down her spine, the kind one gets when someone's looking at you for a long period of time. Glancing over her shoulder, playing it off as looking at the clock, she now began wondering if that was the feeling that had gotten him to freeze earlier when he was looking in the living room. Maybe it was just the air, or her own nerves messing with her head, so she shrugged it off and returned her attention back to her new partner. 

Her eyes slid shut, body relaxing against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck, letting one hand run through the back of his hair, while the other just held her body against his. It really was amazing to her how even after such a long night, he barely had to do more than touch her and her body felt as if it her on fire, and he was the only way to put it out.

A small whimper escaped her at his words, the feel of his breath on her ear, then those wonderful hands of his cupping her so teasingly. Her lips tried to meet his, smiling a bit at his words, a moan escaping her as he ground her hips into her, and hers pressed up against his in response. She didn't seem to mind being pressed against the cold, metal surface, if anything it was only adding to the rush of it.

Smirking she grabbed the back of his head to press his lips to hers, the kiss anything but gentle. Pulling back only enough to nip as his lower lip, "I think for you I will manage to be free anytime, anywhere." Another kiss, this time lighter, a bit more teasing, "I want you. Every. Single. Chance. I. Get." While her words were clearly playing with him, her body made it clear that she was not joking about her desires at all. "You can stay as long as you like." No one else that she had ever slept with, had ever been given that invitation. It almost felt like he'd taken control over her completely, one night of pure ecstasy and he was allowed to stay. Allowed to not only fuck her whenever her wanted, but actually spend time with her at work like any normal couple might do when dating.

Lillith practically screamed his name when he finally released, triggering her own as she finnaly quit fighting and let her orgasm pull her into the depthes of esctasy, clinging to him as if it was the only thing keeping her on this planet. As his body fell back, she giggled, catching herself with her arms on either side of his head so she didn't crush him into her chest when they hit the bed. Her eyes simply looking back into his as she tried to catch her breath.

Hardly what she picture happening during this trip, but god was it wonderful, to actually feel alive again. Hell to feel anything good again. Smiling, she placed a gentle kiss on his forhead, one cheek, his addictive lips, the other cheek, and then trailed them down his neck. When she reached the curve between his neck and shoulder she burried her face there.

Letting her body relax on top of his, she took a slow, deep breath, letting his scent fill her and she let it out in a sigh of content. Her eyes slid shut, part of her wondering if she was suppose to say something, or just let herself fall asleep,a thought crossed her mind and she thought it was humorous, "That water was wonderful..." She mumbled teasingly against his skin with a s chuckle.

She couldn't decide which she liked more, the rough and powerful or the gentle, loving. Finally she decided it didn't matter, she enjoyed them both, it was such a lovely mix that it was hard for her to hold on, her second release so close. However she could tell by his own noises just how close he was getting as well, and she wanted to wait, to feel his own release at the same moment as her own. Her moans growing a bit louder anytime he paid her sensitive neck any attention.

As he pulled her into his lap, her lips found his again, devouring his mouth with her own as she rocked her hips against his, hands still holding his head gently, chest pressed against his own as she patiently but roughly, slowly, crashed her hips against his.

Lillith smiled at the feel of his lips making their way up her body, knowing just how badly they both wanted it, yet how nice it felt to simply savor this for as long as they possibly could. When he finally kissed her, there was nothing chaste or nervous in her kiss back, she kissed him like he was the oxygen she needed to breathe.

Giggling slightly as they rolled, it quickly turned into a moan as he teased her. Hands sliding up his arms, over his shoulders and stopped to allow her finger to roll through his hair as she held him to her neck, body shuddering at the feel of his breath along her neck and the feel of him slowly but surely filling her. Finally he started thrusting, each one dragging out a moan from her, a mixture of his name with 'yes' over and over again.

Her hips rolled against his, he teeth grazing and nipping at his ear, pressing her body as close to him as she could, loving the feel of being trapped in each others arms.

On the inside she panicked, it was his laugh that told her while he'd pretty much hit the nail on the head, he had no idea just how right he was about her father. So instead she simply smiled, blushing slightly before making her way over to follow him towards the busier parts of town.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well Joseph. What do you do for a living?" She asked our of curiosity, she had never really been able to talk to any of the towns people for very long, or about anything. Always terrified of getting caught or saying something that would give her away.

Even though she couldn't think much, it was hard not to notice his reaction to her fingers in his hair, so she made an attempt to make sure to slowly roll her fingers around over his head. After moments up his relentless mouth and hands, her body froze up, back arching as a long moan escaped her while her orgasm washed over her. "Oh god Dallas..." Eyes rolling towards the back of her head slightly before her body finally collapsed against the bed.

Panting, her hands tried to lightly grab his face to pull him to her, her head turning to playfully nip at his fingers. While her body had been satisfied, as she slowly came down from her high, her body still ached for him. To have him above her, feel his skin pressed against hers.

Nothing felt better than when she finally got to feel his bare skin against hers. Lillith allowed her hands to explore him, hips rising to meet his hand at his teasing. If he continued, she would never be able to stop moaning. Pouting as his lips left her, she bit her lower lip as her head fell back against the bed, it was like pure ecstasy feeling his lips against her skin.

A shiver ran through her in anticipation as he only moved his kisses lower and lower. Hips bucking and a loud, long moan escaping her when his mouth buried into her, hands running over his hair, almost unsure of what she should do with them. Thinking was impossible, every movement had her moaning and squirming beneath him as her breathing grew heavier, body steadily working closer and closer to that wonderful release she desired so badly.

A shiver ran down her spine at his comment, already eager for later she found it difficult to simply ask why he continued to play as if he truly didn't want to simply have her now. As her back pressed against the refrigerator, she smiled as she kissed him back, hands trailing up his chest to rest on his shoulders, just enjoying the feel of him touching her.

Smiling she nipped playfully as his neck, letting her fingers slowly trail over his chest and abdomen, stopping at his hips. "I'm never busy, but sure, that sounds fine by my." Though that hadn't told her what he wanted now, not that it was long before the bar opened, but it would be a while before it was time to close, and she wasn't sure she'd be able to behave herself during work if all she could think about was what was waiting for her after.

Lillith's body arched against his touches, her body already hot, mind clouding as she enjoyed the torturing slow pace he was taking. When his mouth found her neck a small moan escaped her, her hand grasping the back of his head as her own fell to the side to grant him the access he needed. Not once did she protest any of his nibbling, what did she care what marks he left behind? No one else was going to see her right away, and even if they did they wouldn't know he was responsible. They might assume that much, but she really did not care at the moment. All she could think about was how badly she wanted this.

Another moan escaped her as he grabbed her breast, chest arching against his hand, hips rising a bit to help him slid her pants off, carefully kicking free of them before her hands busied themselves with undoing his own. The second kiss was all she needed to know there was no backing out, kissing him back just as hard, just a feverishly as her hands tugged at his pants to push them off.

As he pulled away, she feared for a moment he was too caught up thinking about the ring to do anything too intimate. Part of her wanted to keep talking about it, tell him she had been pulled out of that car probably only a half hour if that before he had found it. Lillith had all the time int the world to think about the past, right now she didn't want to. Didn't want to feel empty, misserable and alone. She wanted to feel warm, content, think of something other than how horrible the world had become.

Thankfully whatever he was thinking about he seemed to shove to the back of his mind, and she smiled as he kissed her again, face leaning into his touch, the hand at the back of his neck lightly running through his short hair while she held him there, not about to let him pull too far from her. As he moved over her, she squirmed a bit to make sure he wouldn't fall off the bed in the process. She couldn't take it, she didn't want to wait, didn't want to just kiss him and fall asleep. She needed more than that, and they were over dressed for the thoughts running through her mind.

"Coul be better though..." She replied, thinking that as long as she made it seem like she wasn't completely content then he would give her everything she wanted. Her mouth found his again, nipping at his lips before her tongue slipped out to request entrance, wanting so badly to taste him. Her free hand slid up his bare torso, down his arm, and as it found the hand on her side she slowly pulled his hand to slide up her side, encouraging him to let his hands wander.

Lillith jumped slight when he pulled her to him, arms wrapping around her, his hands on her skin sending a shiver down her down. It felt wonderful, so warm, and safe. Even though he explained why, she could only half listen, her mind focused soley on the feel os his skin against hers. When he picked her up to spin her, he got exactly what he had hoped for.

A smile carresed her lips as a giggle slipped through them, eyes shut as her head leaned back to rest against his shoulder, loving the feel of his brath on her neck and wanting to give me better access. Then she was on the bed looking up at him, realising he was asking a question about being comfortable, it was hard for her to verbalize a response.

All her mind could think about was how much more she wanted. Her hand came up, resting on the back of his neck before pulling him to her. Eyes slipping shut just before she pressed her lips againsr his, this time letting it linger before pulling away and nipping playfully at his own. "I am now..." She whispered back, her tone laced with the uncontrolable lust hed ignited, her eyes even gleamed with it.

As he explained, her eyed got a bit wider as she contiued to look at it. Almost afraid to touch in until she knew for sure if it was just chance or if it really was hers. Only when he lifted them over his head so she reluctantly let go. Maybe the heat had gotten to her more than she realized, the chances of seeing her ring again were too low to be hopeful for. Out of all the over turned cars in all of the cities, as odd as it seemed, there were so many, so many wives involved, it was rather foolish to even think it might be hers.

She laughed at her own foolishness, "Let me guess, you were in Huston, the vehicle was an old red Acura." God she missed that pretty little car. That whole day embeded in the back of her mind. Everyone was on edge, protesting, trying to get out. She was damn lucky the other truck had only flipped her instead of killing or crushing her.

When she came to, she was upside down, screams were everywhere booted feet and large military tires rushing past as she tried to pull herself free. Finally a soldier stopped to help her, her habd had been stuck between the wheel and dashboard, thankfully not broken, but as he pulled her free her ring slipped off. She tried to get him to wait, but there wasn't time, one moment she was reaching for her ring, the next she was on a truck with other civillians.

"I'm shocked you haven't just sold it, it would be worth almost as much as I am." She joked, though it was mostly to get her head off the thought as she pulled away wipping off any exposed skin with the water before standing and turning to make her way back to the bed, the edges of the tattoo on her back peeking out from under the short vest.

She'd managed to ignore him so well until he started unbuckling things. Then her head turned, thankfully his back to her, so she was able to just watch him for a while. It did horrible things wither her imagination, part of her wanting to go help him remove his belongings, but she managed to remain where she was. When he removed his shirt the blush returned to her cheeks and she looked back up at the ceiling. At the sound of the running water however, she sat up, a bit shocked at how refreshing the water looked.

Pushing herself off the bed, she wandered over, kneeling on the opposite side while she waited for him to finish rubbing water over his neck, doing her best not to watch the drops roll over his shoulders. Grabbing the side of the tub, she leaned forward, allowing her whole head to soak under the water. Pulling away, she wrung out as much of the water from her hair as she could before splashing some of it on her face.

Glancing up, she brushed the wet hair back out of her face, even though it was slightly messy now, it was at least cool. Her eyes caught a something moving and she looked over at him, well more specifically at the dog tags hanging around his neck, a wedding ring safely hanging beside them. At first, her heart stopped for a moment, the ring looked like her own, and her hand reached out without thinking to take both tags and the ring in her hand, leaning over father to look at them. 

Even though it looked similar, she was sure there were hundreds just like her own floating around, her mind was probably just playing with her. Giving a small sad smile, she looked up at him, her face only a few inches below his. "You were married?" She asked, not wanting to assume anything of course, but it was hard to think otherwise when he kept it in such a safe place.

By the time the sun started to go down, she found herself struggling a bit to keep up. Despite her eagerness to be outside, the sun had taken its toll on her, and she was happy when it came into view, not only because she wanted to rest, but because it was beginning to get dark. Despite how beautiful the sunset looked, it always meant her fear was spreading over the land. Sure enough, the darker it got, the closer to she stayed, hesitant to let him leave to check the shack at first, but it wasn't dark enough out for her to be too worried about it.

As soon as she was allowed, she darted inside behind him, and when he set the flashlight down, she quickly picked it back up. Acting as if it was so she could actually shine the light where he needed it, when in reality it made her feel as safe as any weapon would. She wasn't sure what had caused her phobia of the dark, counseling had been suggested, but now a days everyone needed that, and before....well before she'd met John, and he'd kept her safe, and when he wasn't home, she slept with a light on and that was that. Why go digging around in the past for a reason when it didn't seem like knowing why she was afraid would change it. Sometimes people were just afraid because it was a human response to fear what you don't know.

When he was down with the candles and lantern, she smiled as she relaxed and clicked the flashlight off. Walking over to the bed, she placed the flashlight and her old clothes, as well as her jacket on the floor beside it before sitting down. Untying and kicking off her shoes she fell backwards and just stared up at the ceiling for a moment while she relaxed, her body aching slightly from the walk. Eventually she would get use to walking around so much, but it would be a few days before she would be able to manage it without feeling it later. One arm resting lightly on the bared skin of her stomach, the other stretched out above her head, legs dangling over the edge, bare feet brushing against the floor.

Glancing over at him at his comment she just smiled, "It's lovely." She agreed, but had to turn to look back up at the ceiling. The flickering light from the candles and lantern only made him all the more enjoyable to look at. Thinking on it, she realized she'd just laid down on the bed without thinking about it. It may be the end of the world but it was still pretty rude to do, then again she knew that if he had a problem with it, he'd more than likely verbalize his complaints.

A shack meant there might actually be a bed as well, not that last night had been uncomfortable, but a bed would feel much better than the back of a car. Part of her wondered how he was going to handle tonight, if it was a shack a simple candle would be more than enough to keep her feeling content and safe until she fell asleep, but after how well she'd slept, part of her wanted to simply act fearful again even if she wants to have an excuse to sleep like that again.

At his question, she bit her lower lip, fearing for a moment that he'd be mad she missed part of her home. "Lancelot, Arthur, Gwen. I loved reading stories about knights and dragons and damsels in distress. When I was little I use to run around in make-shift suits of armor pretending to be a night, saving the dog from his crate in the living room." She replied, the names were something a child might give their dog after reading the stories of the knights of the round table, stories no one told anymore, blown away with most of the cities, but she fought to remember. Even as foolish and embarrassing as the story was, it was still something she wished children coudl do now. Remember all the classic stories, the ones that had made it centuries to reach them, and deserved more than to be just blown away by their own selfish mistakes.

Despite the heat, a smile remained on her face, it probably made most irritable, but she was just happy to be outside enjoying the sunlight for a while, it warmed her skin, and even though it was warm enough, she found herself always content to rest against him lightly as they walked. Exploring every obstacle they passed, never truly stopping, just dragging behind a bit before scampering to catch back up.

Air conditioning, now there was something she hadn't brought herself to think about in ages. Thinking on it only made her feel hotter, and she wanted to smack him for bringing up such a desired luxury they wouldn't be likely to find. Smiling though, she pursed her lips together, blowing a slow, cool stream of hair at him, it wasn't much, but it spilled over his ear and neck before she stopped with a small laugh. "Much better than that though I'm sure"

Walking helped her focus more on the plan and less on how different it felt to be so close now that more of her skin was exposed. Thankfully, their exit went smoother than she'd thought, and part of her wondered if she was disappointed no guards had caused them any troubles on the way. The site in front of her at first made her want to smile, part of her ready to whistle out to the dogs she knew so well. However, with the men the dogs would only attack on command, and if she tried to get in the way, their plan would never work. They had to keep thinking she was still being held against her will.

Following him, she nodded her head after a moment of hesitation. "I don't see why not, if it works it will get both gangs off your back, I won't have to go home, and you'll have your full payment without me wanting to rip your throat out." She said, a bit cheerily despite how violent the last bit of her statement seemed to be.

Even though they were no longer in site of the guards of Dust, she didn't make any move just yet to pull away, deciding she would just wait until he needed his arm back. "Where to now?" She asked curiously, true to her word walking with a lot more grace and swing in her hips now that she was wearing properly fitting shoes and pants.

Looking up as Onnen walked in Sarah wanted to shoot herself in the foot. Lillith was practically gawking at him, looking back and forth between the two, before answering his question for her. "She is use to actually, mostly because myself and our good buddy can't keep bringing people over. Normally the group in here is not as....attractive as this one...but I'm not about to complain." Right about the word attractive Luci walked out, and Lillith simply leaned her head against hers with a smile. "Sarah please tell me this can happen more than just today." She said with a small pout, but grinned when she finally had a plate in front of her as Sarah handed out breakfast to everyone that requested it.

Returning to the counter to grab the last two plates, a blush crept into her cheeks and she couldn't help but smile as he slid behind her. Pressing her back against him a bit, head resting against his chest as she let him grab his food. Once he had his juice, she righted herself to turn the stove off and grab her own. At his question she smiled, pulling over two more stools on the other side of the island so they could eat with everyone. Sitting, she waited a minute as she thought of her schedule so she could answer him, "Sometimes Mondays, but I won't know until tonight, for some reason it's not always a certain thing. Tuesday for sure though." She replied, taking a few bites before looking up to see Lillith staring at her, so she just raised a brow to silently ask 'what?'

Watching everyone interact, she smiled, even though last night was probably hell for her, yet she'd never seen her so happy, so relaxed with a man near her, let alone with so many strangers able to see them and their flirty touches. "So...why did everyone follow you home?"

Without hesitation, before anyone could but in, she made up a story that wasn't a completely lie, but she left out a good amount of it. "Onnen," She said nodding in his direction, "was around when Emily got attacked, he offered to make sure I got home all right. On the way home, we ran into Cassie, who's been shut in for a while so we wanted to make sure with that asshole still wandering the streets she got home all right. At a red light some drunk teenager busted my window and door with a bat, we scared him off, Lucille saw the accident, offered to gives us a hand, I was too exhausted and a wreck so they we stopped home, and just decided to have everyone stay. Amador just kind of walked in, Lucille's bodyguard." There, that sounded about right, without the blood sucking and violence in between. Even though Lillith knew there was parts missing from it, she didn't want to push, if she couldn't know, she'd just wait until she was allowed to. So, she shrugged her shoulders, "Well, then thank you all for taking such good care of her. Not going to lie, I'm slightly jealous, she rarely accepts help from anyone, let alone so many." Glancing at Amador she winked, "Though I'm not that surprised she wanted some your 'help'." She added on with a small giggle.

At a death glare from Sarah, Lillith silenced herself and began eating her breakfast, at first thinking Sarah had put far too much on her plate. However the more she ate, the more she realized just how famished she was even though she hadn't really done much the previous night.
Sighing Sarah rolled her eyes, blushing as she cornered Amador, but didn't say anything as she sipped at her juice to allow everyone to get use to Lillith.

Looking around, she tried to figure out what would be the safest, or at least easiest place for her to change. Naturally he'd need to be able to stay close by, but without knowing where she was. Then, they were walking past the group of children playing around, and her eyes caught what looked to be a sort of 'fort' they had built between two shacks to play in. It was tall enough fro her to change in, and looked like it would keep her covered just fine. Smiling, she slipped out of his hold so she could walk over and crouch in front of one of the small girls she'd run into earlier, the two whispered back and forth before the small girl beamed, nodding her head before snatching Lillith's hand and dragging her over to their fort.

After the small girl shoved all of the boys out, she stood outside, arms crossed as if she would guard the door from the major himself if she had to. Making quick work, she slipped out of her old clothes, folding them neatly into a pile before slipping on the new ones. Even though they were worn out, they still fit her snuggly. The vest did indeed show off most of her midsection and the zipper stopped just over her cleavage, but with the heat making it's way into the air, she would be grateful for it eventually.

Boots tied, old clothes in her arms, she made her way back out, thanking the small girl and waving, promising to come play again if she was every nearby. As she walked back over, she noticed a few glances from people passing, mostly men, so she made quick work of returning to his side, literally pressing herself against his side so he could put his arm back over her. "Much better." She said with a small grin before focusing on keeping up with him.