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“Hmm, well i’m pretty sure from the sounds of it that drug educed senses are your normal.” She replied with a faint smirk; not exactly condoning it and yet not wishing to sound condescending either. “What’s your name?”
“Mm, yeah. My normal’s never been the normal so I’m used to it.” the wolf gave a bow without even thinking about it, “My name is Liam McKay.” he rose again and smiled at the woman, “What’s yours?”
“No, sorry sir.” She wasn’t about to tell him about her past tendencies. “I guess it depends on what kind you’re doing.” Willow sat up, shrugging a little. “What is that?” The slave asked, nodding to his hand.
“X...” he peered at it, not even sure himself anymore, “I don’t know, you could try it and tell me.” He lay his head against the bars for a moment, enjoying how cool it felt, “Mm...if you like it you can stay with me for while and we can do a bunch of them.”
Her eyes drifted to the water a moment, kicking her feet out, splashing herself a little with a laugh. She drank more of the whiskey, looking at him again. Aria turned, “Nah, ‘m no’ a good swimmer so tha’s why ‘m here where I can sit. Gone? Yeh go’ any on yeh?” She shifted to crawl closer, “Can’t believe yer no’ sharin’. Tha’s mean.”
Liam watched the red haired beauty from the lace where he sat and grinned lazily over at her. “I think you’ll have to come here and get them off me...” he challenged her with a mischievous glint in his eye but a warm smile nonetheless. The young man was over the moon to have her with him again ad the drugs helped block out the niggling that he shouldn’t be.
The sound of his voice brought a smile to her lips. She shifted to tilt her head up to him, “With yeh, always,” she winked. “Enjoyin’ the view? Yeh should come in, the water’s nice - but yer wearin’ too much,” she slurred slightly, drinking more of the whiskey. “An’ yer clothes’ll get all wet.”
He took a seat on the dry land and ran a hand through his shaggy hair, “I’m more content watching you..” he raised his eyebrows once, “Not to mention I’m so gone right now I might just end up drowning...Or coming close.”
Willow had been watching the man stuff the little white pills in his mouth ever since he got to the end of the hall. It made her cringe, flashbacks of her own drugs playing out in her moth. He got to her cell, and she tried to avoid eye contact, but Willow figured that he had already seen her.
Liam looked at the attractive blonde for a while before mimicking her cringe and soon beginning to chuckle a lot. “Nice face...is that what I looked like? Or, I mean... no, you don’t like drugs? Who doesn’t like drugs!?”
The vampire was hardly in the best of moods after being taken back down to the cells following his rental. Noticing the werewolf completely spaced out and peering into his cell, Isaak stood quickly and walked closer to the bars. “What?”
“What?” Liam asked in return, having completely forgotten if he’s said anything and what he’d said in the first place. He blinked a while before speaking once again, “I’m Liam and you smell old. Not like an old human person but still fucking old as shit.”
Kyra had been walking down the long corridor for a few moments when she picked up on the other wolf’s presence. Glancing over at the man as he came into view, she just about managed to refrain from rolling her eyes as he gulped back the drugs. The blonde had simply lost far too many wolves to idiocy like that causing them to drop their guard, she never understood why they did it. “Are your senses not heightened enough already?”
“Your senses can never be heightened enough...then again I was fucked up during the entire time my transformations started so who’s to say what my normal is anymore?” he asked with a warm grin.
Aria lost track of Liam somewhere along the day, but figured she’d run into him soon. She meant to go back up to his room when she finished her cigarette, but ended up wandering about, bottle of whiskey in hand, already a bit high. Ending up at the water, she stripped off her shirt, leaving her bra, shorts, and panties on before plopping down in the shallow part, half slipping and falling on her ass. Laughing, she picked up the bottle, sipping from it.
“Someone’s having a good day.” Liam observed as he walked along the lake’s edge, his hands in his pocket, his eyes trained on her. He was glad to see she was enjoying her time out of the cells, not to mention the fact that he was reveling in her choice of attire...or lack of it.
Aria could count on one hand the times she actually said yes to sex with someone other than him. It was rare, and aside from Logan, they were women. But it was still always him, always Liam. She loved him so much, wanting to confess the words, but they were caught in her throat, too worried someone would hear it. Everything was so far from how she wanted it to be, but it didn’t matter right now. He was here. Nodding, “Yes,” she murmured quietly. She didn’t know what he would do until her back was against the wall. “I don’ want yeh ta stop,” she curled her fingers, letting them brush against his hand as much as possible. If she just focused on him, she’d be ok, she was sure of that much. Closing her eyes, she returned the kiss, slowly, softly, building up with him. A low hum filled her throat, not knowing how much she needed and wanted this until now.
He was getting caught up in her just as he always did, as he always had, it was something that would never change. It didn’t stop him from questioning her as they kissed though, “Right here? Really?” He placed kisses along her neck, breathing her in fervently, like it was the first time and the last time all at once. He didn’t give a fuck if anyone else saw them but he did want her to be comfortable. He couldn’t dote on her here like he always would after they were intense and they did get intense when it came to fucking. His free hand ran over her breast, hidden by fabric, he soon slipped his hand under her top, missing her touch, the feel of her. He found her breast and tweaked her nipple, building up the pressure before moving onto the other one.
It was hard for her to admit it, to tell him, but at the same time, she needed him to know. Some part of her worried he’d find out and get the wrong idea if it didn’t come from her. She was already afraid of losing him because Logan turned her, because of him stating she was Logan’s. That idea had pissed her off at the time, but now, all she thought about was Liam. Her eyes were watery, fighting to hold it together, “’s all such a mess, everythin’… I jus’ wanna be with yeh,” she whispered. Her nose brushed against his before leaning in to hug him fully once more. “I miss yeh, too - so fuckin’ much,” she murmured. Brushing kisses to his neck, she lifted her head once more. Her gaze lifted, trying to see if the guards were watching them. She didn’t want anything to happen to him because of her. “Yeh should… do somethin’ ta me so the guards aren’t suspicious, right? ‘s ok, I trust yeh.”
“I know you do...I know.” and he believed her, of course he did, she’d been with other people but it was hardly her choice and even if it was her choice he’d forgive her for that. He’d come to realise now that as long as she was safe and sound he wouldn’t object to whatever made her happy. He looked back at her and licked his lips once, “Do something to you?” he asked her, walking her back against the nearest wall and trying to ignore her cellmates, “You know what to do if you want me to stop.” he whispered into her ear as he lifted her hands up with one hand and pinning them above her head. They’d done a lot in the time they’d been together and he knew when she was uncomfortable with something now. He let his lips meet hers, certainly soft to begin with, tender and loving but changing up soon enough and kissing her heatedly.
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Liam had been going out of his mind lately, Aria wasn’t available to him for now and he just needed a distraction of some sort. He walked along and stuffed a couple of pills in his mouth, gulping them back and surveying everything, already pretty high.
It felt like an eternity since she was in his arms. The rental had been rough because he avoided her. She knew he was doing it, though she didn’t fully understand the whole situation. She only wanted to be his - not Logan’s, not anyone else’s. She was his. Gripping him tighter, her slender fingers curled into his shirt, a slight tremor rolling down her spine. “I didn’ want… I don’ know why I – I…” her voice got quieter, “I climaxed when he… but I swear, Liam, I only want yeh,” she made sure only he could hear her. “Please don’ be angry,” she murmured, some part of her worried that he would be upset with her. Nuzzling his neck, a few more tears spilled, nodding a little. “Ok, I trust yeh.” Him renting her, claiming her, that was the only thing she held onto, the only thing that kept her remotely sane.
As she started to speak he could tell she was trying to get out something that was hard for her. He pulled back just enough for their noses to barely touch. He ran his hands comfortingly over her back and closed his eyes a little as she made her admission. there was nothing she could do about that and he knew it but fuck if it didn’t mess with his head, pride and heart. “I’m not angry. People can make anyone come if they work them in the right way. He hugged her fully again, wishing he could just take her out of this hell hole, that they could leave and make a new life, he could teach her what it really was to b a wolf and he wouldn’t feel so bad about being once himself, after all, how could he hate being something she was too? “You’re so beautiful, inside and fucking out and I’ve missed you everyday and I still am. Everyday.” He had to glance around no doubt he’d be getting some funny looks from the guards, “Fuck...”
Jax nodded, pressing his lips down. “I thought. I thought I’d check.”
Liam gave a big yawn, he’d been up all night again but had ended up wandering around down in the cells, “Yeah, I know. Good luck with getting anything out of the guards, I suggest you try to charm a super, most tend to treat their pets well.”
Everything she wanted to say was swirling in her throat, seeming like it couldn’t get out. I need you, I miss you so much, I love you. Fuck everything, just open the damn door. But her mind felt and sounded like static echoing through her ears. All she could do was look at him like that, aching, raw, almost needy, even. She never wanted anyone else to touch her again, except him. It wasn’t realistic, but that didn’t matter to her. Looking up at the guard, she stepped back quickly, half stumbling over her own feet. When he entered, she didn’t have to wait more than a moment before his arms were around her. She hugged him back, tightly, nuzzling his neck. Burying her face against him, she let a few tears finally fall, yet still fighting them. Lips pressed to his covered shoulder, breathing in his scent. “’m sorry, love.”
How had he survived without her this long? He felt whole with her in his arms and as much as Liam didn’t like to be reliant on anyone he came to terms with the fact that she’d always have a hold over him he couldn’t shake. The only comfort he had was that he knew she felt the same way. “It’s okay...it’s not you, it’s this place...it’s this fucking place...” he repeated as a comfort to them both, giving her a gentle squeeze, knowing it was likely that she was sore, “I’m going to get you out of here as soon as I can, I promise, baby.” He knew this wouldn’t be too much of a comfort to her when she was inevitably rented but he had to give her some hope.
“I’m sorry just-” Jax rasped, peering out of the bars. “Do you have any water?”
“On me?” he asked as he patted himself down in demonstration before looking at him with no hint of amusement, “Of course not.”
More than anything, she wanted to feel his arms around her. Right now, he was probably the only person she could take touching her. His words almost made her squirm, pulling her legs up to her chest. “’m sorry,” she murmured quietly, so softly that it barely was a sound. She knew he’d hear her. “I didn’t want… but then I…” she stumbled over her words. “I only want yeh,” she settled quietly, knowing he didn’t want to hear what happened. Finally, her head slowly lifted to look at him, fighting the tears that had been wanting to form and spill for awhile now. She still held it in, though. I miss you. The words might as well have been etched on her face even if she didn’t say it. Standing up slowly, she moved towards the bars. “I dunno wha’ ta say,” she murmured.
Someone had...yeah, there was no doubt in his mind that she’d been... If he thought about it too long he’d go into a rage, just like he had been doing constantly recently, he needed to regain the control he’d lost after this situation began. He looked up at her and read her expression, knowing it well because right now, his own mirrored it Of course he’d missed her, she was his fucking everything. He couldn’t stop himself, “Open it.” he mumbled to a guard nearby. The guard took a look at him and Aria and back, he didn’t seem hesitant to open it, more curious. The cell was opened and Liam stepped in, pulling her into a tight hug. He’d felt a small struggle as he had, Logan’s words about her being his echoing in his mind. He needed this, she needed this, fuck everyone else in the world.
