Vemyere

Chapter One



"Come, girls! Come take your medications!" called the headmistress of the building, watching as the girls all lined up down the hall at the nurse's doorway, their skin pale and their hair limp, dressed in simple white pajamas. They all ranged in size and stature, colour and personality, but they were all subdued to the same fate: stay here. Learn the basic knowledges such as math, reading and writing and some science, and then when their eighteenth birthday came, they were sent somewhere... else. Somewhere where their life would be scheduled every waking moment, where they were forced to birth children for the Democracy's New Age. One child every year for the next twenty years... That was the price for freedom. They all waited in line, to take medications, vitamins and supplements that would make them prime breeding machines.

Leif stood at the very back of the line, her brown eyes watching as the que grew smaller and smaller, each girl obediently and hopelessly swallowing back her meds without even so much as a nasty look at the headmistress or the nurse. Not since the guards had started coming by with their guns. The girls used to fight so much more before... but after one of them had been shot and killed for resisting, they were like robots--cold and uncaring. She glared hard at the headmistress. She had been told by the doctors and nurses that she had so much promise as a breeder... if it weren't for her anemia, which was kept in check by her iron pills. She inched forward reluctantly in the line as it shrunk in front of her, and her brown eyes scanned the hallways. She hadn't been outside these walls for the last ten years, only watching the world through her barred windows. But she would escape. She had to. There was no way they were going to turn her into a breeder. It was finally her turn. She approached the counter where the nurse stood behind a barred window, a small break in the glass where she slid out Leif's iron pills and the usual concoction of supplements and vitamins. Leif wrinkled her nose down at them, but she tilted the cuplet to her lips and leaned her head back, allowing the pills to tumble into her mouth. She gulped down her entire cup of water next, then turned to the headmistress, opening her mouth to show her it was empty. When the headmistress nodded in approval, Leif turned, heading off down the hallway, but she was stopped when the headmistress grabbed her arm.

"Leif. There is something we must discuss." she said firmly, watching her with cold, unsympathetic eyes. "It's about... your upcoming birthday."

Leif turned to face the headmistress with a scowl, watching her angrily. She didn't say anything, out of fear that speaking would dislodge the pills hidden under her tongue. Instead, she looked at the floor and nodded slowly, her muscles tense.

The headmistress studied her only very briefly before clearing her throat and continuing, "At midnight tomorrow night, you will be taken to your new home... a facility across the territories. You'll be taken out of San Francisco and to Los Angeles... It's a long trip, so I suggest you get your rest. They will not be so kind to you there. You'll be leaving with three other girls."

The three other girls who were on the brink of turning eighteen. Leif was not the only one. But they were numb, and clueless. They would not care what happened to them. She tugged on her arm slightly until the headmistress finally released her, then turned and stomped off, giving the head mistress the impression that the conversation had boiled her blood. It had, but what bothered her more was the bitter taste of the medication as it began to melt under her tongue. She got to her room and ran to the adjoining bathroom, spitting the pills into her sink and pouring her bottle of water down on them until they washed down the drain. She then drank several deep gulps of her water bottle before glancing at her bedroom doorway. They weren't allowed to have doors here... No locks. Every room was open to the hallway so that the headmistress and guards could check in whenever they damn well pleased. Even if the girls were nude. She wrinkled her nose and glared back down at her drain. She would leave tonight. Somehow.

Erai drove along the streets in the direction of the school where the girls were kept. Stopping in front of the gates she placed her feet on the ground to steady herself and looked up at the windows. She had 3 sisters in there that she was supposed to be protecting. Instead she was hiding from the government. Crossing her arms over her chest she sat back comfortably on the seat of her bike. One of these days she'd break her sisters out of there. She hadn't seen them in quite some time so she barely remembered what they looked like, but she was damned determined. Glancing down at the front doors she noticed a few guards standing by, guns at the ready, eyeing her carefully.

Leif moved to her barred window, stepping up on her bed and peering out of it. She could see the front gates from here, but only if she craned her neck and pressed her cheek to the bars to look as far to the right as possible. She could see a figure... the glass was so murky that she couldn't make out who it was, or even their gender, but there was a bike. It was a strange vehicle she'd never seen before, but it only had two wheels, from what she could see, so she assumed it was a bike of some sort. She sighed and pushed herself down from the window. It was probably another buyer... someone come to look at the girls and reserve one or two as a breeder for a private company or some rich family that worked for the government. She looked around at her room, then moved to grab her clothes from the single cabinet against the far wall, all of her clothes white two-piece pants and shirts, and she began to rip them to shreds, tying end after end together. With that done, she wrapped the pieces around her thighs and calves under her pants, and more pieces around her midsection under her shirt before replacing her clothes and adjusting them so no one would see them. It was risky to do without a door to hide behind, but luckily all of the inside guards were still monitoring the pill pass down the hall. She then checked both directions down the hall, looking up to see the camera shift and focus on her. That would be a problem. She moved back into her room and towards her bed, sliding onto it and drawing her knees up to her chest, hugging them tightly. She just had to wait for night. That's all. She could hear the distant rumble of thunder in the sky, a forboding of incoming storms. Thunder made her nervous, but it wasn't her worst fear, nor her most inhibiting.

When the sun finally went down, and rain was heard pattering the outside of the building, she got up again. The lights were out. It was after curfew. The girls weren't allowed to leave their rooms, or else they were tranquilized and brought back. She inched to her doorway and peeked out of it. Two guards stood watch, one on each end of the hall, and she thinned her lips. The camera shifted again and focused on her. She glared at it. The guards were watching her, so she moved back into her room and towards her bathroom. Out of curiousity, the guards shifted and one waved the other to check the room. She nodded and stepped up to Leif's room. She wasn't in the bed, so the guard headed for the bathroom. There was a loud thud and the guard fell to the floor in a heap, unconscious. Leif took her gun and her baton, but she didn't exactly know how to use either. She waited patiently, hidden behind the wall of her bathroom as the other guard ran to investigate the sounds, and when the thunder in the sky made a loud crack, she brought the baton down on the back of the other guard's head. She then slid out into the hallway and skidded up to the camera, smashing the lense in with the baton before running for the doors. They were locked, but that didn't stop her. She smashed the knob off with the baton, used her fingernails to tweak the inside of the lock, and shoved the door open, running into the stairwell with her bare feet slapping against the floor quietly. She panted, sprinting her way towards the main doors. She was so close... so close, then she felt something wrap around her feet, binding her ankles and she hit the floor hard on her front, grunting in pain as the baton and the gun she had taken before scittered across the floor and out of sight. She screamed her frustration and rolled onto her back, trying to get out of the leather bindings they had trapped her with, and she saw five more guards coming up to her. The headmistress was behind them. "NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screamed, fighting them off as best she could before they overpowered her and forced her back onto her front, pinning her arms behind her and binding them.

"I had such high hopes for you, Leif... This is such a shame." the headmistress sighed, shaking her head, her hands still folded in front of herself pleasantly. "But technically... it's after midnight. And you have a very high-bidding buyer. He's requested you arrive at his home by morning." she explained briefly before nodding at a guard. "Take her in a transport car... be discreet." she said firmly.

The guard nodded and pulled out a needle of sedative, making Leif scream and struggle more with an angry growl. "NO! NO! LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING BITCHES!" she screamed, then cried out when she felt the needle puncture her arm, the medication thick as it flowed into her veins. It was only moments later that her vision blurred and she panted heavily, trying to scream for help. "S-stop... please... you're monsters.." she whimpered, her voice getting weaker and weaker until it trailed off. Her lids closed heavily, and the world went black to her, even as the guard hoisted her over his shoulder, carrying her in a fireman's carry out of the front doors and through the garage to the transport van. He set her inside rather roughly, tucking her legs up and shutting the back doors with a padlock, then waving the driver and attending guard to get on the road. They had a long drive to make and they had to be there by sun-up. After only about ten minutes, they were backing out of the garage, and through the rain, driving through the front gates. The gates closed again after the van was through, and it sped on down the road, heading towards Los Angeles.

Erai watched as the guards exited the front doors, carrying a girl on their shoulders. Kicking her bike alive and putting it into the right gear she waited for the van to come through the gates and followed behind it. Flicking a small, almost undetectable switch, ringing started in her helmet. A voice came through her helmet almost cheerfully.

"Erai! What can we do for you, my lady?" The sexy yet masculine voice filled her with happiness. Her best friend, Trayvon. He was pretty much her savior. He was what had rescued her from the horrible fate she had been headed towards.

"Tray, I've got a van headed your way with a girl in the back. She must have gotten a buyer. Stop it." Erai gave the description of the van and the license plate number and was assured they'd be stopping them within the next couple minutes.

True to their word a blood red van escorted by several motorcycles appeared. Several things happened in the next few seconds. The tires of the van the girl was in we're blown out by gun shots and a blockade of cars was placed at the next intersection. There was nowhere for the van to go. Once they were stopped the guards would either be knocked unconscious or killed. Either worked for Erai since she hated the bastards that made the world the way it is. So for now she just sat back and waited for her men to do their jobs.

Leif wasn't sure what it was that woke her up from the sedative--the gunshots, the screams, or the fact that when the van screeched to a stop she slid across the floor and hit the back wall rather hard. But she was awake. Her vision was blurry and her body didn't respond so well, but she was awake. She felt the binds around her wrists and feet and whimpered, lifting her head and looking around slowly. She was in the back of a transport van... the bars of her cage said that clearly. She gulped and tried to blink away her headache, feeling blood trickling down her forehead. She must have hit her head when the van stopped. She growled and looked down at her bound ankles, then started to curl backwards, thanking the Gods that be that she was so naturally flexable. Her ankles met her fingers and she fumbled, trying to find a way to untie her bindings. "C'mon... fucker.." she grumbled in her throat, panting until she felt something give and one leg kicked free. "Yes!" She couldn't help but smile proudly and she shuffled to stand, her wrists still bound behind her back, but she managed to get herself up with help from the wall. "HELP! I'm IN HERE!" she screamed.

Trayvon threw Erai a set of keys as he tied the two guards together and put them in the back of their van. Erai smiled and saluted him in thanks. Walking over to the back of the van she unlocked the doors and swung them open. Seeing a girl not much younger than herself, she hauled the girl down from the van and hugged her close, instantly wanting to protect her. Running a hand through the young girls hair she smiled softly. "Your safe now. We'll get that cut cleaned as soon as we're out of the open and at our safe house. By the way, I'm Erai." Brushing a few strands out of the girls face she smiled down into her eyes. Leading her over to Erai's bike, she handed the girl her spare helmet and pulled hers on. Swinging a leg over the bike she waited for the girl to join her. "If you want to talk to me the helmets have mics in them." The group Erai was apart of was way ahead of the technology that the government said they had, so there electronics and such were foreign to most and very high tech.

Leif was shocked into silence. She blinked at the woman in front of her, feeling very uncomfortable at her touches to her face and the hug. She pushed her away and fought a little, especially now that her hands were free, and she blinked at the helment in her grasp. It was strange. She opened her mouth to object, looking around and wondering how far she could run if she made a break for it, but the thunder overhead made a nerve-wrecking crack and she flinched. She was barefooted too, so she knew she wouldn't be able to run too far. She pulled the helmet on awkwardly and slid onto the back of the bike, fumbling with where to put her feet, but she instantly wrapped her arms around the older woman's waist. She just wanted to get out of here. She could hear the radio in the transport van blaring, words coming through in muffled static, no doubt asking what was going on.

As if she was the Queen Bee, Erai hollered into his mic. "Let's go boys!" And with that her men began to disperse. Kicking the bike alive she took off down the street, dodging vehicles left and right. "Sorry that I startled you. I just remember what it was like when Trayvon rescued me." A sad tone came through her voice as Erai spoke into the girl's helmet. "You'll have plenty of time to ask questions when we get to the safe house." Several miles outside of the city, in the mountains, they came to what looked like a gated community. An old Navajo reservation is really what it was. Pulling into the garage of one of the bigger houses, Erai killed the motor and slipped off the bike. Pulling her helmet off, she turned and smiled at the girl as the garage door closed behind her.

Leif stayed silent the entire ride, clinging to the back of her rescuer and trying not to imagine just how fast they were going. She had never been on the back of a contraption like this, never even seen one, and to suddenly been riding it gave her nervous shakes. She very slowly pulled herself off the back of it, her legs trembling beneath her and she had to steady herself against a wall before she pulled the helmet off her head and set it aside. She panted, looking around, her dark hair sticking to her face, and she studied her new surroundings. How did they have energy out here so far from the gated city? This was a wasteland... and yet these people had electricity? Mechanics? How did they survive? She gulped and pressed herself against a wall, watching Erai with scared eyes.

"Lets get you inside and into a change of...proper clothing." At the scared look in the girls eyes, Erai smiled softly at her. "I promise, your safe here. And any questions you may have, I'll be glad to answer." Instead of ushering the girl inside she opened the door and waited for the girl to make the move whenever she was ready. Erai knew first hand just how crazy and unnerving this was. Just a little over a year ago she had gone through the same thing. Trayvon came through a side door and went into the house. "I'll be in the basement." Erai pursed her lips together, holding back a smile as she nodded her head.

Leif gulped, watching Erai, then watching Trayvon walk by with a blush. She was wearing a simple t-shirt and long pants, both white, without any underwear, and she was cold. She crossed her arms over her chest to hide her breasts, watching Trayvon with narrowed eyes, then she moved slowly towards the open door. It felt warmer in the house than in the garage, especially since she could hear the rain picking up again outside. She glanced at Erai sideways and made sure there was plenty of space between them as she passed the other woman, then headed inside slowly. She wasn't sure of what she would find, but she wanted to keep any exits and possible weapons within her sights.

Erai followed in after the girl and smiled. "Second room on the left, closet full of clothes, choose what you like. Theres underwear in the dresser." Going into the kitchen she moved towards the fridge and rummaged around until she found a bottle of mountain dew to start drinking. "If you need anything just holler. I'll be the one to come running, the men usually let me take care of you girls." Erai said this as a indication that they had helped several other girls before. Once it stopped raining she'd take the scared thing outside to show her around.

Keeping a close and suspicious eye on Erai, she inched down the hall slowly, keeping her back against the wall and her hands at her sides just in case. She swallowed thickly, trying to get a hold of her nerves, and she located the bedroom Erai had told her about. She moved inside, seeing the soft glow of a lamp inside and she bit her lip as she moved towards the closet and dresser, studying every piece of clothing she found. She eventually picked out a pair of blue and red plaid panties that fit her, and a white bra, along with a pair of tight-fitting, dark-wash jeans and a black belt, pulling on a white tank top before layering a black spaghetti-strap tank over it, and pulling on a pair of shin-high high tops, lacing the black sneakers up the fronts of her shins and tucking the laces in snuggly before moving out of the bedroom. She found a bathroom and moved into that next, grabbing a tooth brush and toothpaste and scrubbing her teeth clean, then combing her hair. It was only when she was feeling better about her appearance that she edged out of the room again. It was too quiet in this house. She headed for the kitchen, either looking for Erai, or perhaps a knife or two she could keep with her.

Erai turned at the sound of footsteps and placed another bottle of soda on the counter for the girl to eat. "So, whats your name? This one sided conversation is getting very old." Crossing her arms, she leaned against the counter, a soft smile never leaving her face. Reaching under the counter she pulled a few bags of chips and placed them on the counter. Picking one for herself she opened it and began munching on the chips. Eying the girl carefully, she frowned deeply. The girl was skittish to say the least and very skeptical of them, which was to be expected but since Erai hadn't done anything to frighten her yet she was getting frustrated. 

Leif stopped in her tracks, frozen in place when Erai started speaking to her. She hadn't expected her to still be in the kitchen. She glanced at the bags of chips and frowned in confusion. What were they? The bags were colourful and made of some sort of... plastic. She reached out and gently took a bag, looking it over before ripping it open with a pop. The chips she'd chosen were Cool Ranch Doritos, and they smelled incredibly strong. She couldn't say they smelled bad, exactly, but they smelled peculiar. She pulled one out and studied the many colours on it, then sniffed it a bit more closely before taking a bite. It was crispy, crunching under her teeth easily, and she blinked. It was good. She'd never had junk food before, or chips, or the strange can of Mountain Dew in front of her. The meals and snacks at the school had been very strict and healthy. "What is this?" she asked finally, taking another bite of her chip.

"Uh uh, I get a name first before I answer any questions." Erai grabbed the bottle of Mountain Dew and opened it for the girl. Smiling she placed them both on the counter and watched her carefully. She couldn't believe what the government was hiding from this part of the continent. There was more out there. Cities, above and under ground. And all thriving! All differently of course and some just like where Erai and this girl had come from.

She studied the taste of the chips a little more before glancing up at Erai and frowning, licking her lips before suckling the remnants of her snack off of her fingertips. "Leif." she mumbled softly, studying this woman. "Who are you? Why did you save me?" She still couldn't help but feel insecure and reserved around this woman. And the men downstairs. She had never seen a living man before in her life. All of the nurses, doctors, and guards at the compound where she was raised were all females. The only man she had ever seen was the sketch in her health book. And there was only one. "Wh-who are those... men..? You live here with them?" she whispered lowly.

Smiling, Erai shrugged, deciding to answer each question in the order it was asked. "Those are called Cool Ranch Doritos. Chips. Good arent they?" A smile played across her face as she watched the girl. "As I said right after opening the van, I'm Erai. I saved you because I was saved once. No girl should have to go through what was going to happen to you. Plus I'm trying to get my three sisters out as well." Erai glanced at the doorway as Trayvon walked by to use the restroom. "Those men are what saved you. There also part of a group the government has yet to stop. And I only live with Trayvon, my personal savior and best friend."

Leif glanced back at where Trayvon had disappeared to, biting her lip and sucking off the last tastes of her chips before grabbing for the soda Erai had slid to her and taking a sip. She made a face, reeling back from it and wrinkling her nose. "It's bubbly!" she grimaced, smacking her lips. But it didn't taste bad. She took another, slower sip, and studied the taste on her tongue, humming a little. "You have three sisters in the compound? What are their names? I might have known them."

"Creeda, Vex, and Simi." Erai smiled slightly at the girls reaction to the drink. It was funny, but always the same to watch. The girls the rescued were foreign to the tastes and textures of the food that S.H.I.E.L.D. had acquired over the years. Trayvon walked into the kitchen just then and made his way over to the fridge. Grabbing a soda he turned and smiled at the two of them before leaving the room and returning to the basement. Erai rolled her eyes and turned back to Leif. "So, Leif, I'm sure your confused about some things and full of questions, care to ask any of them? I'd be happy to answer them for you."

Leif was blushing as she watched Trayvon walk by, her eyes never leaving him until he was gone from sight again, her heart racing in her chest. She'd been told that men were dangerous outside of the walls of the compound. If they weren't part of the Democracy in one of the few cities left standing, then they were more than likely in a gang or a "pack" like the nurse had called it. They were notorious for raping girls like her and then leaving them to die. Then again, that didn't sound any better than how they were used to breed for the Democracy, but it was still scary. Only when Trayvon was gone did she turn her attention back to Erai and take another grimacing sip of her soda. "I knew your sisters... well... I didn't know them, but I knew them by name. Simi got a buyer not too long ago... she's supposed to be leaving tomorrow. She was one of the three that were supposed to go with me, I think... I don't know about the other two, but I think they're still too young. They're safe... for now." she mumbled solemnly, looking down into her drink can and swirling it a little. "And yes, I am confused about a lot of things... but I have a feeling there are some answers I don't want to know. But what I do want to know is... what happens to me now?"

"You'll stay here with me, and we'll try and give you as normal a life as possible." Erai licked along her bottom lip before chewing on it gently. Shrugging a shoulder and smiled softly, she nodded her head towards the doorway. "Let me show you to your room. Then when the rain stops I'll show you around...town." Coming around the counter she gently placed a hand on the girls shoulder, very light and soft. If the girl wanted to move away she could, otherwise she'd usher her up the stairs.

Leif moved away almost instantly, watching Erai from under a furrowed brow and narrowed eyes, dropping her soda onto the counter and hugging herself. She didn't trust this woman yet. "I don't like people touching me." she grumbled. An understandable request after ten years of physical and mental abuse.

"Alright, sorry, sorry. I should know better. I guess that since its been so long since I was in school Im used to touching and hugging now. I apologize." Placing her hand over her heart she frowned gently. Biting down on her bottom lip she watched the girl carefully. Moving towards the doorway she ushered towards the stairs and frowned slightly. "Upstairs, I can go first if you dont want me behind you."

Leif watched her sternly, and at her words, she gave a raise of her chin in a nod at the stairs, a motion for Erai to go ahead before her. Of course she wouldn't want Erai behind her. Not on such a close-quarters place like a stairwell. She set her jaw, still hugging herself loosely, her eyes locked on Erai.

Erai rolled her eyes and headed towards the stairs. "Listen, I understand you've gone through a lot, but a little kindness or gratitude, is very appreciated. When the van pulled out of the school, I could have just left you in that van. You know that right? I've been nothing but kind to you since you stepped out of that van. So quit being a little bitch." Erai could only tolerate rudeness for so long until she grew angry, and she was about to cross that line.

Leif gaped at Erai, then she growled and shook her head. "Fuck you!" she snapped, turning and moving back into the kitchen. She dug through a few drawers until she found a knife or two, tucking them into her shoes carefully before heading for the door. "Fucking right you could have left me there! I would have been fi--EEP!" she suddenly screamed in surprise, then started screaming and demanding to be let go, kicking and struggling under a strong arm that had lifted her clean off the floor. "LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING BRUTE BASTARD!" she screamed, hammering at his legs with her fists.

"Whoa! Slow your roll, girlie!" came a masculine voice from the bottom floor behind Erai. "It's stormin' pretty bad outside, you shouldn't be out there on your own! What are those..? Knives? Well shit, you look a little young to be playin' with those!" he laughed and Leif could be heard cursing him for taking them, demanding he give them back. "Cool your jets, kiddo! Jesus! Hey, Erai! You've got a wild one here! Shit, chickadee, stop kicking! Ol' Rixon isn't gonna hurt ya!"

Erai came down the stairs slowly and leaned against the wall. "We dont steal here. We've all worked our asses off for what possessions we do have. We've also never hurt anyone, except maybe the bad guys." As sexy as this girl was in front of her, her little bitchy attitude was starting to piss her off. "I have never met such an ungrateful little twit." Moving forward she eyed the girl carefully. "If you can be humane and civil, I'll allow Rixon here to let you go, until then, I may have him tie you to a bed." So that I can have my way with you. A giggle erupted through her mind at the perverted thought. Being bi-sexual had its advantages as far as Erai was concerned. Both men and woman could turn her on and she loved it. Her eyes glanced towards Rixon and she smiled softly, waiting to give him his queue on what to do.

Rixon was also grinning down at Leif, who was hanging by his arm under her midsection where he had his hand pinned to his own hip, keeping her in a lock at his side. She huffed a sigh that blew a piece of brown hair out of her eyes, and she growled up at Erai. Rixon had successfully commandeered the knives from her and tossed them to the floor a few feet away, and she gave a stubborn nod. Rixon looked at Erai and shrugged. "Well? What say you?" he asked with a grin, waiting for his que.

Erai picked up the knives from the floor and placed them back where they belonged. Turning back towards them she frowned slightly and nodded her head. "Drop her." Crossing her arms over her chest she watched Leif carefully, prepared to tackled her if need be.

Rixon nodded and did exactly as she asked, unhooking his hand from his hip and quite literally dropping Leif to the floor, the younger girl giving a scream and a grunt as she hit the floor hard. She groaned and scrambled back up to her feet, giving Rixon a hard shove as she stumbled back from him, rubbing her forehead with a glare at them both. "Ya know, it's never too late to take her back to the compound as an apology gift." he scoffed jokingly, his voice rolling thick with a Spanish accent. He ran a hand over his short black hair and winked at Erai. "Think you can handle her? I gotta go say hey to the boss." he said with a jutted thumb at Leif, who growled at him in response, still rubbing her head just above her brow line where she'd hit the floor.

Erai blew Rixon a kiss and winked at him. "I'll be just fine. Besides if I need anything Tray is downstairs." Walking over to Rixon she whispered into his ear. "If you're good, I'll make you dinner some time." His accent always caused shivers to run down her spine and a warmth to grow between her legs, but only at certain times, usually when he lowered it and it got all husky like. Clearing her throat, Erai turned her attention back to the girl and cocked an eyebrow at her. "So, you want to see your room?"

Rixon gave a husky growl at her and winked back with a grin, tossing another glance back at Leif before disappearing down the stairs and into the basement. His voice could be heard a moment later in a loud bellow, "TRAY! Como estas ustedes, mi cabrone?!" he laughed.

Leif watched Rixon leave with a hard glare, then turned back to Erai and sighed heavily. "Yes. Let's go. I don't want him touching me again though." she growled, moving towards the stairs, this time not even caring if Erai was behind her or not. She reasoned that now Erai was the least of her worries... she just wanted to be as far away from those two men as possible.

Erai rolled her eyes. "Next time dont make yourself a threat." Erai followed the girl up the stairs, staring intently at her ass as it swayed with each step. "Third door on the right." Clearing her throat she shook her head, riding herself of all the perverted thoughts that were going through her mind. Several of the girls they'd rescued had become either bi-sexual or lesbians, and most had lived with her in their first few months, several coming on to her, and she had been very willing to oblige their needs. Maybe Leif would be the same way, though she was still icy towards her.

Leif stayed silent, moving up the stairs and down the hall to the door Erai had pointed out, shoving it open and looking around. Inside was fairly clean.. with a daybed against one wall and a dresser against the other, and a vanity table against the wall closest to the door. She looked around slowly. It was plain. No pinks or greens or blues, but deep reds and purples and blacks. She liked it. She moved into the room and turned in a slow circle, slowly studying everything again before moving to the closet and pushing the door open. Empty inside, but that was fine with her. "Nice place." she mumbled concedingly.

"Thanks, I've worked hard to get it. Tomorrow we'll get you fitted and some clothing. Then we'll introduce you to some of the other girls. Hopefully you'll be able to see that we have done good, and arent here to hurt you." Leaning against the door frame she watched the girl carefully. "Trayvon and any other people that stop by always stay downstairs. The rest of the house is pretty much mine so you wont have to worry about bumping into strangers."

Leif nodded to show she'd heard Erai's words, though her eyes were still on the bed. It looked so... comfortable. Better than the cots she'd slept on in the compound. She reached out and fingered the fabric of a pillow, biting her lip before kicking off the shin-high converse she'd borrowed and falling onto the bed with a sigh, laying spread-eagled over the surface, her eyes up towards the ceiling. She moaned and her eyes closed, her brain happy at how soft this bed was. She would probably fall asleep within minutes if Erai wasn't standing in the door watching.

"Go ahead and take a nap." Erai moved across the room and gently lifted the blanket that was folded at the end of the bed to cover her. "If you want, I can either stay here, or if you need me, I can leave and you can just holler if you need anything." Leaning against the dresser she smiled softly down at her.

Leif glanced up at Erai tiredly. It was well after midnight, still storming outside, and she had been freezing. Plus the sedative was still running through her veins and seemed to be taking over now that the adrenaline was gone. She stifled a yawn by setting her jaw, but her eyes still drooped. "I'll call." she said softly in a grumble, pulling the blanket up around herself and hugging it tightly, burrowing into it as she curled up on her side. "But... thanks.."

Erai nodded her head and went into the room next door, leaving both doors open in case she needed to come running. Many of the girls before had nightmares the first few nights, several crawling into bed with her so they felt protected. Smiling she sat down at the desk in her room and began scribbling in a book of sorts.

Leif gulped a little at the sound of Erai leaving, curling up into the bed a little more and huffing a sigh into the blankets. She could hear Rixon and Trayvon in the distance of the house, talking loudly and laughing, but the sounds started to die out as she fell deeper into sleep. Soon, her mind was blank and she was breathing deeply, soundly, her eyes closed as she let herself doze off. Her nightmares were fitful, terrible... she could normally control her dreams, but for some reason now she couldn't. The headmistress was chasing after her, the nurse was waiting at the end of the hallway, long sharp teeth and claws, holding out a large pill towards her. She screamed, but no sound came out. She was falling into blackness, a weight on her back. A crack of thunder woke her up and she sat up quickly, panting heavy and covered in a cold sweat. She looked around with a jolt, remembering where she was at, then swallowed thickly with a pant, her body shaking. "E-Erai..?" she called weakly.

Erai twirled out of her chair and moved out into the hallway and into the next room. Seeing Leif in utter distress she instantly wanted to go to her and hold her. But worried about the young girl's reaction, Erai just moved over to the bed and sat down where Leif could see her. Holding her arms out in invitation, she waited to see if Leif would accept the comfort of her arms or not.

Leif eyed Erai for a moment, wanting to deny that she'd called her for anything more than a glass of water. But it was then that she noticed she was not only covered in sweat, but she was crying as well. She sniffled stubbornly and defiantly wiped at her cheeks with a fist, then flopped back onto the bed, rolling onto her side with her back to Erai. But before the older woman could mistake it as denial, she peeled back the covers and opened the spot for her, offering her the opportunity to climb in with her.

A soft smile spread across Erai's face as she climbed in behind Leif, snuggling close a gentle arm wrapping around the girls waist and pulling her tightly against her. Erai's other hand began to gently rub Leif's head and back soothingly. Leaning down she whispered into the girls ear. "I promise, I wont hurt you."

"Stop it." Leif snapped though, smacking lightly at Erai's massaging hands and frowning at her over her shoulder. "Just sleep. Weirdo." she grumbled under her breath. She just wanted some company in the bed, but sex or a massage. She sighed and hugged her pillow to herself under her head, closing her eyes and snuggling back into Erai a little, trying to forget about the fact that she was curling up to this woman like some child. The thunder gave another mean crack outside, and lightning lit up her room, making her gasp and shrink into herself a little.

"Shhh. It's okay." Erai propped herself up by her hand. She didnt really want to sleep, she just wanted to comfort Leif. So instead she just laid there and stayed silent. Looking down at the beautiful girl she licked her lips and smiled. Getting more comfortable she inhaled deeply and waited for Leif to fall back asleep.

Leif gave a small groan at Erai's words. It really wasn't okay. She was in a stranger's house, with men in the basement, and the government was probably searching for her, and it was thundering outside. She was cold, and sweaty at the same time, and her stomach wasn't feeling good thanks to the Cool Ranch Doritos and Mountain Dew. She gulped and sighed a yawn, the urge to fall asleep finally winning out and she curled up into Erai, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep now. Though every time the thunder gave a rumble, she twitched and whimpered in her sleep. At one point, her hand clutched at Erai's shirt.

Erai laid back and stared at the ceiling, not in the least bit tired. Placing her hands behind her head she closed her eyes and thought silently to herself. Most of the men in S.H.I.E.L.D. had been surprised at how fast Erai had jumped the ranks, some thought maybe she had slept with Trayvon to get her ranking but that was as far from the truth as possible. Trayvon was attractive sure, but she wasnt into sleeping with her best friend, even thought he'd made advances before.

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The Next Morning...

Leif was awake early. The sun had just come up, but she could already hear birds chirping outside, singing happily. How anything could survive and sing so beautifully in such a wasteland was beyond her. She felt the bed's warmth and hugging embrace and she remembered the night before, then found herself rolling over to try finding Erai, blinking with a blush. Had she seriously asked the other girl to join her? It was then that the smells and sounds assaulted her nose. It smelled like bacon... REAL bacon. And eggs... pancakes... The only time they were ever fed like that was at christmas. She could hear Rixon singing in Spanish loudly in the kitchen.

Erai was propped up against the door frame of Leif's room and smiled softly as the girl awoke. Clearing her throat to announce that she was present she spoke softly. "I've got a bath ready for you, you have just enough time to clean up and get ready before breakfast is completely done. Rixon makes the best meals." Erai had fallen asleep after about an hour of listening to Leif's heavy breathing. The girl had snuggled close to her a few times in the night, sending her nerves crazy. As her eyes trailed over the girl, she understood why. She was a very beautiful girl with one of the sexiest bodies Erai had ever seen. Any man or woman with eyes would react to her. It was just a good thing the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. were civilized and knew better.

Leif gasped slightly at the sound of Erai clearing her throat, her eyes instantly locking on the woman. She blushed and bit her lip a little, then nodded and slid out of the bed, moving to the dresser and digging through it for some new clothes. She found a pair of jeans that were a lighter shade than the ones she was currently wearing, and a dark red belt with a black shirt that had a picture of a broken and bleeding heart on the chest. She picked out a pair of underwear and a black bra that were matching a bit more closely than the ones she currently wore, and decided to keep the black and white leg-high converse shoes, moving down the hall and away from Erai towards the bedroom with a small glance over her shoulder. She disappeared inside and shut the door, locking it firmly.

Erai couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped her lips. Leif was so guarded it was funny. Walking over to the bathroom she knocked on the door. "Come on down whenever your done." Turning she headed for the stairs and hurried down them and into the kitchen. "It smells great, thank you Rixon."

"Aaahhh, buenas dias, chica bonita!" Rixon nodded with a grin at Erai, moving to her and smoothly looping an arm around her waist, pulling her against his front and their faces close. "Did you sleep well, you sexy rebel?" He chuckled and let her go, turning back to the pancakes and flipping one into the air, catching it in the pan easily and whistling like it had been some horribly close call. "I'm good." he nodded cockily with a grin at Erai, then turned back to his cooking, a toothpick sticking out between his teeth. "Where's your new guest, huh?"

Erai shoved Rixon, not enough to unbalance him just enough to get her point across. "Why do you talk like that, you know none of us can understand you." Rolling her eyes at his cockiness she made her way to the cupboards and began setting the table. Just then a pair of arms circled around her and inhaled her hair deeply. "Mmm, when are you going to give in to me?" Trayvon's deep, sexy voice assaulted her ear. A shiver ran down her spine as she shoved him away. "Never, I have my morals, and sleeping with my best friend is out of the question." Her eyes flickered over to Rixon and she smiled softly. "In the bath, cleaning up." With that she finished setting everything on the table and poured herself a tall glass of chocolate milk.

Rixon nodded at Erai's words and he couldn't help but laugh and shake his head at Trayvon. "In your dreams, boss, she's not your type anyways. She's mine." he grinned, winking at Erai and grabbing her up suddenly, lifting her into a fireman's carry over his shoulder and spanking her ass, then nibbling playfully at her thigh with a growl before setting her down again, laughing. He didn't let it show, but he was rather relieved that Erai hadn't given in to Trayvon's charms, because he had a thing for her also.

"Eeep!! Oh you two are ridiculous!" Once she was on her feet she really shoved Rixon, then elbowed Trayvon in the ribs. Trayvon doubled over and grinned up at her. "Awe, honey you know we were only teasing." Trayvons hand reached out and smacked her ass gently. "Yes but sometimes you teasing gets to be too much." Sitting down at the head of the rectangular table she sipped her milk, waiting for Rixon to finish with breakfast.

Rixon laughed lightly at Erai and gave her another wink, then moved to stack the pancakes on a large plate that everyone could grab from, doing the same with the bacon and the scrambled eggs went into a bowl, before being sprinkled with grated cheese and pepper. He set everything out in the center of the table, then poured himself a glass of orange juice, and serving Trayvon a cup of coffee. "Breakfast is served!" he announced loudly and sat in his own seat to the right of Erai. He knew Trayvon liked to sit to the left of her.

Leif shuffled into the room slowly from the bottom of the stairs, her hands wringing in front of herself nervously as she looked at the three people in the room. Erai... Trayvon... Rixon. Three rather new faces still, only one of which she trusted moderately. She noticed the food in the center of the table, and an awaiting empty plate with a glass of orange juice, at the other end of the table. She moved to it quickly, silently, sitting down in her chair and watching her plate almost angrily. 

Holding her hand up for Trayvon to wait, Erai grabbed her glass and moved towards the seat closest to Leif, giving Trayvon her seat for the time being. She began piling food onto her plate and then Leifs. "Leif, I know your used to saying...grace, at the school before every meal, well we dont do that here. So go ahead and eat whenever your ready." Sitting back down Erai began eating.

Leif glanced at Erai and then back at her plate that was now piled with food. She sat there only a second longer before starting to stuff her face, after angrily proclaiming, "Fuck grace." She had never participated in it at school anyways. She had simply sat there and waited for everyone else to finish it. She ate eagerly, moaning a little at the taste of the food.

Rixon couldn't help but laugh, an eyebrow quirked at the young girl as she shoved her face with his cooking. "Well.. no better compliment to the chef, eh?" he asked teasingly and looked at Trayvon and Erai before starting to serve himself and eating more slowly. "Slow down, chica, there's plenty to go around."

"Plus I'd rather not have to clean it up if it came back up. Since I know these two sissies wouldn't be helping." Erai sat back and ate her food slowly watching the two people in her life that meant the most to her. Smiling softly she shook her head.

Trayvon was eating quietly. Thinking of Erai's sisters and how they were going to possibly get them out of the system. Because Leif was here now, Tray and a few of her selected group would be going in alone tonight. He knew that made her nervous, and upset her, but they needed the one person Leif was starting to trust here with her. Reaching over he silently took Erai's hand in his and squeezed gently.

Erai looked over at Trayvon and smiled softly, squeezing back. If she trusted anyone to get her sister out, it was Trayvon. She just wished she could be there with him to see her.

Leif slowed her eating, but only enough so she could look at Erai and Trayvon and see how they were holding hands. She raised an eyebrow at them, but she didn't say anything, simply kept eating. She did notice, however, how stiff Rixon seemed to be at the moment, and she realized he was probably feeling the same thing as she was: confusion, and a little jealousy that they were holding hands so comfortably, so reassuringly. Leif used to watch the other girls in the school hold hands like that, for support and courage. No one had ever held her hand like that. Rixon, she guessed, simply wished his hand was in Trayvon's place. She shook those thoughts off though, and simply finished her breakfast, grabbing the glass of orange juice and washing it all down with a gulp.

Trayvon stood from the table and cleared his plate. Placing his dishes into the dishwasher he came back over to the table and gave Erai a little peck on the cheek. "I'm going to go have a meeting with the men you selected. I'll keep you up to date throughout the day." Trayvon would be the one who took Erai's spot, sitting outside the school, all day. By law they weren't doing anything wrong, that is, until the time came to stop the vans, then they were most definitely breaking a law of some sort.

Erai smiled and nodded her head at Trayvon. "Just be safe, please." Trayvon turned and walked out of the room, the words "Always am," slipping out of his lips as he left the house. Erai stared at what remained on her plate before shoving away from the table to throw it into the garbage disposal. Leaning against the counter she took a few deep breaths to calm herself. She never got this jittery before an extraction, but this one was far to close to home for comfort. Sighing she turned and looked at Leif, her distraction for the day. "Whenever your finished I'll show you around the reservation."

Rixon had stood and left the room with Trayvon, so Leif was left alone at the table with her now-empty plate. She glanced up at Erai and nodded, pulling herself to stand from her seat. "I'm done." she said, pushing her chair in and taking her plates to the sink, rinsing them and setting them aside. She'd never washed dishes before, but she understood the need to clean them at least a little.

"Here you go," Opening the door to the dishwasher she placed all the plates in there, after getting Rixon's dishes she closed it and set it to rinse. It wasn't yet full enough to completely wash. Turning to Leif she smiled softly. "Sorry if I don't seem as...chipper as I did yesterday. Today...is going to be difficult for me to get through. Which is why Trayvon was holding my hand." Erai went to place her hand on Leif's shoulder but stopped just inches away. Sighing she clenched her hand into a fist and led the way to the front door and outside. Once outside Erai sighed happily. The streets were lined with trees and shrubs grew in peoples front yards. Children played in the street just up a few houses. This truly made Erai happy, mainly because she was a part of it and had helped to create it. "Rixon said once that Shield really didnt take off and get successful until I arrived. I was one of the people that made others WANT to get out there and help you girls."

"That's... impressive." Leif said softly, following Erai closely as they walked outside. It was sunny out today, despite the thunder storms the night before. It was brisk, but not cold, and the sun gave a nice warm to the ground under their feet. She looked around slowly, studying the houses. They all looked run-down, but were still inhabitable, and there were several families living in them. She watched the kids playing in the street and realized that they were either rescued really young, or they were the product of rescuees starting families, which meant S.H.I.E.L.D would have been running for years. She glanced at Erai sideways and shrugged. "I'm glad someone is fighting for us. The girls in that compound are starting to give up fighting for themselves."

"We do what we can with the few people we have. But it's a start." A small smile spread across her lips as Erai continued into the street. "We have several things here. Theres a small store just up the way that has supplies of just about everything. If there is something you can't find, talk to the person at the counter and they can normally get it within a few days." What most people didn't know was that S.H.I.E.L.D. had people working on the inside of the government and also people with resources. It really helped in the end. "I'm pretty much the one who is here all the time. They need the girls to trust someone and since I was in your place once, I'm the chosen one."

Leif stayed silent a moment after listening to Erai, then scoffed and stuffed her hands into her pockets. "Lucky us." she whispered, walking slightly behind her. She looked around slowly, nibbling her lip and thinking to herself. "I should probably tell you something." she whispered sadly, gulping and biting her lip. She felt sick to her stomach thinking of it, but it had to come out. "We should go back inside."

Erai looked at Leif for a moment before glancing around and leading the way back into the house. She made her way into the living room and leaned against the fireplace. Turning around to focus back on Leif she waited. Allowing for the girl to speak up whenever she was ready. Crossing her arms over her chest she inhaled deeply, preparing herself for the worst.

Leif followed her back into the house, closing the door and walking into the living room, shifting on her feet solemnly as she tried to think of how to break this to her gently. "I... I think I knew Creeda." she said softly, lifting her eyes to Erai sadly. "She was... the only girl there that showed me any sort of compassion... She was the only other girl there that fought against the guards. One day... about a month ago... while we were waiting for our meds... she resisted. She refused to take her meds and even... tried to hit a guard. She... The guard... shot her. She died." she said, feeling sick as the words came out from her throat. She glanced at Erai and frowned deeply. "Vex should still be there... and Simi is supposed to be going to Los Angeles today to see her buyer."

Erai stared at the opposite wall for several minutes before swallowing and nodding her head. "Thank you for telling me." A soft smile appeared on Erai's face as if the news either didnt surprise her, or didnt bother her. "What would you like to do today since it's just you and I for now?" Clasping her hands in front of her she watched Leif, waiting for a response.

Leif's brow furrowed in slightly surprise at Erai's... calm demeanor, after having been told that her sister had been shot and killed? Was she going to cry? Punch something? Swear vengeance? Anything? She gulped, unsure if she felt comfortable around Erai anymore. It wasn't normal for someone to get news like that and not react to it. "U-uhm..." she started, then gulped and shoved her hands into her pockets. "I'm... gonna go exploring." she mumbled, watching her as she backed out of the room slowly.

Just then Trayvon burst through the front door of the house and rushed over to Erai, wrapping her in his arms. "I have something I have to tell you." Inhaling deeply, he cradled her head in his hands for a few seconds. "Creeda's gone...We got word from the inside that a guard killed her."

Erai instantly broke down into tears. She knew Leif wasn't lying to her but with Trayvon bringing the news in it just hit home and realization struck. "I-i know. Leif j-just..." Unable to finish her words, she fell into Trayvon's arms, practically gasping for air.

"I'm sorry..." Leif whispered, staring in sad awe at Erai. That was the reaction she had been expecting, but now she felt guilty for it. She chewed her lip sadly, shifting on her feet, then stepping forward. "I tried to help her... That's how I got this..." Very slowly, she raised up her shirt and showed them a nasty, thick scar that ran down the side of her right ribcage. She waited until they had seen it, then quickly pulled her shirt down again. She wasn't one for touching others, but she knew Erai needed it... so she moved in closely and hugged her, cradling her head against Erai's chest. "I'm so sorry." She was lucky she had been an only child, because she couldn't imagine losing a sister to this.

Trayvon whispered softly into Erai's ear. "I gotta go..." Looking down at Leif he smiled softly. "Take care of her while we're gone." With that he was out the door. The moment Erai felt Leif's arms wrap around her she melted. Sliding her arms around the younger girl she took in deep breaths trying to calm herself. She had always prided herself on being strong, especially in front of others, and now look at her. "I'm sorry, I'm usually not so weak..." Sniffling she wiped her eyes against her arm and laid her head on top of Leif's.

There was an ache in Leif's chest as she listened to Erai, then shook her head firmly, pulling back enough to look up at her. "There's nothing weak about mourning the ones you love." she said sternly. She had never been given the chance to mourn losing her parents, or being alone, even once in her entire life at the compound. She wished she had. "And there's nothing weak about letting others help soothe the pain either."

Taking a big step, Erai gently placed a hand on Leif's cheek and kissed her forehead. "Thank you. I'm sorry if I seem...weird. I've never been good with...emotions." Looking down into Leif's eyes she frowned slightly. "Im sorry. I forget you dont like being touched without permission." Erai's eyes trailed up and down Leif's body a soft smile appeared on her face. This girl...this...woman had willingly comforted her.

"At this point, whatever makes you stop blubbering like a baby is fine with me... I'm not good with emotions either." Leif grumbled, rubbing the spot where Erai had kissed on her forehead with her palm, wrinkling her nose only slightly. She'd never had to comfort anyone before, but Creeda had comforted her before in the past... hugs and kisses and holding her as she'd slept. It had helped.

Erai looked up to the spot where Leif had rubbed and grinned softly. "I wasn't blubbering." Shoving Leif slightly she rolled her eyes. "What do you want to do?" Running a hand through her black hair, Erai sighed softly and walked over to the window to look out at the town. "We could go exploring still if you'd like." Erai looked over her shoulder at LEif, giving her a knowing look.

Leif glanced at the window and out of it slightly, then shrugged and looked back at Erai. "Maybe later. At the moment.. I'm not sure I want to go outside." she whispered. She felt nervous about being outside... like maybe the Democracy would send soldiers to find her, or she would stray too far off and be abducted by a gang and raped until she couldn't move. "Let's just... stay in?"

Erai walked back over to Leif's side and placed a gentle hand on her cheek, hoping she wouldnt pull away. "Leif, I promise on my life, on my sisters lives, that I will not let anything happen to you. Ever." Her eyes shone with compassion and a fierceness that proved she was telling the truth. Deep down Leif just had to know that Erai was being honest.

Leif looked back up into Erai's eyes with a knit of her brow, frowning in both confusion and flattery. She was actually blushing at the touch to her cheek. She gulped, then pulled away, at the same time slapping Erai's hand away, shaking her head. "Don't!" she snapped, stepping back before turning and heading through the house and back up the stairs to her room, slamming the door shut. What the HELL was THAT?! she wondered to herself frantically, running her hands through her hair and breathing deeply, pacing her room.

Erai stood there for a moment, staring after Leif. Heading up the stairs to Leif's room she knocked on the door and sighed. "Leif, I'm sorry...I just-I thought you were getting more comfortable around me. I apologize. It wont happen again." Erai turned on her heal and headed back downstairs and into her office. Leaving the door open she sat down at the desk and stared at the white board that faced the opposite wall. Several pictures were scattered around the board with notes by each one. Standing back up she picked up a red marker and put a big 'X' over Creeda's picture. Biting down on her bottom lip she stood there and stared at her.

There was a soft knock on the office door, and Rixon stood there, leaning against the doorway, a hand in his pocket and the other at his side. "Erai..?" he asked softly, stepping inside and frowning at her with concern. "I heard the news..." He moved around the desk and came up to her side, watching her carefully before putting a hand on her shoulder and rubbing her back soothingly. "Is there anything I can do..?"

"Get Simi out of that fucking place. That's all I want done. Vex isn't old enough yet so there's really no help for her yet. But at least we could try with Simi." Her eyes flickered to her other sisters and smiled slightly. The pictures on the white board were just a handful of the girls in that school. Ones they knew for sure were in there. They were able to tap into the school's camera system a few months back but it was hard to capture pictures of every girl in there, so they mainly aimed for the oldest girls. The only reason Erai's sisters were up there was for comfort. Her eyes darted over to the picture of Leif and she smiled slightly. Plucking the picture from the white board she placed it on another board which was labeled 'Rescued'. This board wasn't as full as the other. But it was starting to collect.

Rixon nodded and bit his lip, watching her as she replaced Leif's picture to the other board. "We're getting ready to head out right now... I just wanted to come see how you were doing." he whispered. He then moved up to her, sliding his hand into hers and lacing their fingers, pulling her towards him a little. "I'm here for you... if you need me. You know that." he whispered softly in a husky voice, still laced thickly with his Spanish accent, his green eyes watching hers.

Erai smiled up at Rixon, squeezing his hand a bit. "I know and thank you. That means a lot to me." Standing on tip toes, she placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "You always have been there for me." Turning to look back at the board she sighed heavily. "Good luck today. Be safe and don't let Trayvon do anything stupid. Even if it is my kid sister. We need him."

Rixon blushed slightly at the kiss to his cheek, smiling at her and tightening his hand around hers, then nodding at her words. "I will watch him, I promise." he whispered. He looked at the board too, getting one last look at Simi, then nodded firmly and turned to her. He stepped closer, leaning in and planting a kiss on her neck, before letting go of her hand and leaving the room. He ran outside and grabbed his helmet, jumping onto the overclocked ATV that he had modified. He revved it up, then waved his hand at everyone and nodded at Trayvon, signalling he was ready to go.

Erai followed him outside, not allowing herself to think about that gentle kiss. Looking over at Trayvon she nodded her head. He saluted her and blew her a kiss before shifting his bike into gear and tearing off down the street. Biting her bottom lip she looked up at the sky, praying they would just be okay. They had been her family for quite some time now and she knew she couldn't live without them. Several mothers in the area looked over at her pittyingly. Rolling her eyes Erai headed back inside and into her office.

Rixon glanced at Erai one last time before he tore off down the street after Trayvon, the group of few soldiers that made up S.H.I.E.L.D. trailing after them in a cloud of smoke and dirt. Leif was watching the group's departure through the window of her bedroom, frowning seriously down at Erai as she disappeared back into the house. She turned away from the window and hugged herself tightly, moving to sit on the bed.

Erai made her way upstairs and tapped on Leif's door. "Are you going to sit in there all day and ignore me or what? It would really be nice to not be silent all day." leaning against the doorframe she waited for some sort of response.

Leif frowned at the sound of Erai's voice, pouting on the bed as she hugged her legs to herself. She felt bad, sort of. She knew Erai was going through some tough stuff right now, but that touch to her cheek... It had been... odd. Her heart raced just remembering it, and her cheeks felt hot and red. She gulped and sighed, taking deep breaths to steady herself before getting up and moving to the door, cracking it open and peeking out at her.

Erai leaned against the doorframe and smiled softly at her. "I'm really sorry I upset you." Shrugging her shoulders gently she cocked an eyebrow. Biting her bottom lip, she watched the girl cautiously.

Leif studied Erai through the crack of the door for a second, then opened it further and bit her lip, looking up at her too. She stepped back into the room, but left the door open, like a silent invitation for her to come in. She moved back to the bed and sat down on it, pulling up one knee and hugging it to her chest.

Erai followed her into her room but sat down by the wall and leaned against it. Crossing her legs at the ankles, she watched Leif carefully for a moment. "So, you wanna tell me what happened? Or are we just going to pretend nothing did?" Placing her hands in her lap she looked up at Leif through half closed eyes, giving her a sexy look about her.

Leif glanced at Erai, blushing again and gulping slightly, then shrugging and sighing irritably. "I don't know." she grumbled, fingering the hem of the sheets around her. "I just... I'm not used to people getting so close to me..." she whimpered, shrugging again. "You were... close to me and touching me... and..." She sighed and tried to steady herself, looking at Erai again.

"And? It upset you? It scared you? You...liked it?" Erai said each question softly and slowly. Not pushing her to answer the questions, just trying to get down to her reason for the reaction. Feeling her hands get clammy she began running the palms of her hands up and down her thighs as she watched Leif carefully.

"I don't know." Leif said again more insistently, frowning at Erai deeply, then shaking her head with a sigh. "I guess... It will just... take some getting used to. Maybe... we should keep trying?" she suggested, glancing at Erai again bashfully.

Erai rose easily to her feet and came closer to Leif. Leaning close she whispered softly, cupping her cheek softly in her hand. "How about right now?" Licking her bottom lip, Erai watched her carefully, cautiously. Her eyes traveled up and down Leif's body, causing great excitement to run through her body. She was very attractive to this woman, VERY attractive. Biting her bottom lip she watched Leif carefully.

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Miles away Trayvon led the boys towards the school. Hurdling over hills and through trees. Glancing over his shoulders he gave the boys a signal to split up and take position.

Rixon threw up a thumbs up, and half of the men went with him while the other half followed Trayvon, then split up into smaller pairs, all of them going to their outlined positions. Rixon parked his ATV at the top of a hill not far from the compound, turning it off and dismounting it, moving to the edge of the hill and hunkering down on one knee, pulling up a pair of binoculars and a mirror to signal Trayvon with. He could see them preparing the van already, leading the two girls out--one of which was Simi--and into the van in cuffs. He shifted the flashlight into the sun at just the right angle and sent Trayvon several short bursts of light, signalling to get ready.

Trayvon sat on his bike and crossing her arms over his chest and waited for the van to pull out. Darting after it he stuck a metal object against the side of the van and triggered it. Pulling back he waited for a small explosion to emanate from the side of the van.

As soon as Rixon had seen Trayvon plant the bomb on the side of the van through his binoculars, he turned and ran back to his ATV. The other groups were already putting up a barricade, waiting with spikes in the road to stop the van in case the bomb didn't. Rixon roared down the dirt road towards the van, cutting it off and riding up alongside it, giving plenty of room as the bomb exploded and the van swerved on wobbly wheels from the impact. He could hear girls screaming inside and he pulled back, coming up behind the van and moving to the other side smoothly, coming up alongside Trayvon.

Two men hopped out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. van and jogged over to the drivers side and passenger side. Ripping the two men out of the van they began beating them until they were able to knock the men unconscious. In the mean time, Trayvon quickly opened the back of the van and was engulfed by a pair of arms. "I knew she wouldn't leave me in there!" Trayvon's arms instinctively wrapped around Simi, burying his face in her hair, he carried her over to his bike. "Rixon, I've got Simi, you take the other girl." Turning back to Simi he handed her his spare helmet. "How bout we take you to see your sister?" Simi's eyes lit up like the fourth of July as she nodded her head. Carefully Trayvon climbed onto his bike and waited for the others to 'saddle up' before he tore off back towards home.

Rixon nodded and helped the other girl down carefully, giving her a warm smile from under his helmet and helping her onto the back of his ATV, giving her his spare helmet. He waved his arm around above his head in a circular motion, a signal for "Rap it up, let's go!" and giving a woop of success before driving off after Trayvon, all of the other men riding after them.

Trayvon pulled up in front of the house and climbed off the bike. Helping Simi down from the bike he took her helmet off and waited for the rest of the crew to join them. They had an easy extraction. They'd all been pretty easy since Erai was extracted over a year ago. It worried him a bit but then again, it was a good thing.

Rixon pulled up next, helping the other girl off of his ATV and leading her towards another house--a house with an older woman and children, who was more than happy to foster the rescued girls until they were comfortable enough to live on their own. He felt jealous that Trayvon got to make the big welcome and reveal for Simi and Erai, but he would rejoin them as quickly as possible.

Trayvon took Simi's hand into his and helped her into the house. Taking her into the living room she sat her down on the couch and smiled softly. "I'll go up and get her in just a minute. I just wanted to warn you. She just found out about Creeda. So its still a shock to her." Simi bit down on her bottom lip and nodded her head gently. Her poor sister...Simi had had time to wrap her sister's death around her brain, Erai was JUST now mourning.

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Leif's lips parted slightly with a nervous breath, her hazel brown eyes studying Erai's eyes and lips, neck, breasts, her hips... She found herself getting a little excited. She didn't understand it though--living with all of the females before in the compound, she'd never felt any attraction to any of them. But now... perhaps it was the prospect of being free, but this woman... with her sultry curves and full lips, was driving Leif wild. She swallowed thickly, nervously, raising a hand to cover Erai's on her cheek. At first it might have seemed like she was going to pull the hand away from her cheek, but instead she found herself nuzzling into it, smelling Erai's skin and how clean it was. "U-um... I... I don't... what do I do?" she asked nervously.

"What do you feel like doing?" Erai inched closer to Leif, very carefully. She placed her free hand on Leif's hip and massaged her gently. Her eyes flickered to Leif's lips and she smiled seductively. "If I'm not mistaken, you seem...excited." Leaning forward she nuzzled her face into Leif's neck and inhaled deeply. "Tell me to stop...if you get uncomfortable." Rubbing her thumb along Leif's cheek realizing that she herself was beginning to feel a throbbing in between her legs. This woman made her feel differently then any woman had before. Maybe that was because she had to work harder with her. She liked it... a lot.

Leif's eyes fluttered closed slightly at the feel of Erai's face against her neck, her heart pounding in her chest and her breathing picking up a little. She licked her lips and swallowed thickly, her hip twitching in Erai's hand. "Nn... I'm... nervous, not excited." she corrected stubbornly, her dark hair falling over one shoulder.

"Just relax..." Erai smiled for a moment before she pressed her lips against Leif's neck and kissed her gently. She allowed a few shorts moments for Leif to react and push her away before she flicked her tongue against the skin of her neck all the while her hand messaged her hip. The hand that rested on her face moved down Leif's body to end up on her side. Erai moved her hand up and down Leif's side, wanting Leif to get used to the different sensations, and to see if she could arouse the girl any. She wouldn't force the girl to do anything, she just wanted to see.

Leif was breathing deeply, slowly, shuddering at the feel of the kiss on her neck. Her eyes were closed, her neck craned to give Erai more room to kiss. She slid her own hands up from her sides to wrap gently around Erai's hips, just holding them and stroking her thumb against her shirt, fingering the fabric. She made a small sound, a whimper or a whine maybe, shivering again and gulping audibly. There was a tingling and a pulsing in her crotch... and she felt warm and wet. "E-Erai..?"

Erai stopped all movement and pulled back slightly. Looking down into Leif's eyes she breathed heavily, her breath brushing against the other girls. "Yes? Are you okay?" Not wanting to say to much, she knelt in between Leif's legs. Licking her lips she pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, biting down on it gently as she watched Leif carefully, not wanting to upset the girl.

Leif watched her, her breath hitching a little. She nodded and opened her mouth to say something else, then stopped and seemed to be listening. "I hear voices." she whispered, then stepped back from her. "I think they're back." She bit her lip nervously, then turned and moved back to the bed, crawling up onto it and hugging her knees to her chest, staring at the bed.

Sighing she moved over to Leif, leaning over her body she kissed her temple softly. "You can stay up here if you want. I'll be back in a little." Brushing Leif's hair out of her face, Erai smiled softly and hurried from the room. Coming downstairs she burst into the living room and practically threw herself at her sister. Wrapping her arms around the girl, she met Trayvon's eyes. He nodded his head and left the room, going to the basement where his stuff was. Simi wrapped her arms around her sister and smiled. "Trayvon says I'm going to be staying with some other girls. He asked if I wanted to stay here but...I dont want to barge in. Plus, it sounds exciting to stay in a house full of girls, no rules." Simi and Erai both giggled. Erai walked her sister into the kitchen and they sat down at the table together. "You can stay with the other girls. I like having my own place." Winking at her sister she smiled. "I can be my dirty self without a family member bothering me." The girls laughed and Simi rolled her eyes. "I'll see you every day. I promise." Erai nodded her head, knowing that that wasn't at all true. Once her sister started her knew life, she'd rarely see her. But that was okay, because at least she knew that her sister was safe and close by.

Erai leaned back in her chair and watched her sister. "Well then lets go get you all settled in. Then if you want you can come by tonight and we'll have Rixon fix up dinner." Rising to her feet she waited for Simi to stand as well and followed her skipping sister out of the house. Her and her sisters have never really been close so there attitudes towards each other was perfectly normal to them. To other it may not be. Indicating the house her sister would be staying in she knocked in the door and waited for a woman just a few years older to come to the door. Simi was welcomed with open arms and hugs. The girls rushed her inside to help her change. Leaving Erai on the porch alone. Grinning she shook her head and made her way back towards her own house. Her sister would do just fine on her own. Entering the house she sighed gently and went back upstairs to Leif. Someone who did need her. Coming into the bedroom without knocking she looked over at Leif, a soft smile on her face.

Leif was laying on the bed now, with her back towards the room, staring out of the window above the bed. She was breathing normally again, her eyes focused on the world around her. She was looking out of a window with no bars on it... she walked around a house freely without a camera watching her every move, she didn't have pills to take every day. In fact, without her pills, she felt... weak. Amongst the pills the nurses gave her every day were her iron pills, to help prevent her anemia. Without them, she felt tired and weak and shakey. She didn't want to imagine what else was in that pill concoction she got every morning, or what effects her body would go through without them. This was a whole new life for her, and yet... she had a hard time believing it was all just... over.

Clearing her throat so that Leif knew she was in the room, Erai crawled into the bed and sat behind her. Wrapping her arms around Leif gently she whispered softly. "Is there anything you need? Do---do you not want to be here?" Erai knew that was a possibility. One of the first cases she ever worked with was a girl who had wanted to be in that life. Back then they didn't have the surveillance they have now. So now they can see which girls are still fighting and which ones have embraced the life. Pressing her forehead against Leif's shoulder blades she sighed softly. "I know it's going to be hard at first. I had...withdrawals the first month or so. But I can help you." her voice was confident yet soft as she spoke to Leif, wanting to reassure her.

Leif gulped and shuddered a little, curling back into the warmth of this other woman's body, her eyes moving to the wall instead. "I just... is it really over? Am I safe? How do we know they won't come after us?" she asked softly, frowning deeply at the wall. "And what about my medications? I mean... what was in them? I need my iron pills... I'm anemic. If I don't have my iron pills, I get weak... I pass out all the time." she sighed. She then shifted and rolled to face Erai, eyeing her sternly. "Where do I go from here?"

"Calm down. We can get you iron pills. That's the least of our worries. And where you go from here depends on you. You can either go back to school and finish your learning--We have a really good school here--or you can become a part of S. H. I. E. L. D., or you can get a job in one of the shops. It's really all up to you."

Leif studied Erai for a moment as she listened to her, then sighed and nodded, closing her eyes. "I guess I need time to adjust and think about it.." she whispered, biting her lower lip rather cutely. She sighed and rolled onto her back, looking up at the ceiling with a knee drawn up and an arm draped over her eyes. "I didn't know escaping from the compound would be so... hard."

Erai moved so she was laying along Leif and gently ran her fingers through her hair. "It gets easier. I promise. We normally give the girls time to adapt to the new life before we give them options. That way they trust us and are comfortable with the other people in the reservation." Pressing her lips against Leif's forehead she smiled. "I'm always here if you need me."

Leif flinched only slightly at the kiss to her forehead, opening her eyes from under her arm to look up at her with a frown. She let it slide though, dropping her arm back to her side as she closed her eyes again. "That's... comforting, I guess." she grumbled. It was better than not having anyone, she supposed. "So how is Simi?"

"Better than anyone we've ever extracted. But that doesn't surprise me, she could always adapt no matter what the situation." Running a hand through her hair, Erai frowned. "I'm sorry, I'm getting to touchy feely, aren't I? I'm not meaning to push you." Moving away just a bit from Leif she frowned.

Leif looked up at her, turning her head slightly and her dark hair haloed her head on the pillow. She stayed silent a moment, then whispered, "Well... we were practicing with that, weren't we?" She blushed, her heart already racing a little at the fact that she had just said that, licking her lips. "C-can... we keep practicing?"

Erai looked into Leif's eyes, searching for something until she nodded her head gently. Instead of moving over towards Leif, Erai wrapped her arm around Leif's waist and pulled her across the bed over to her. Burying her hand into the girls hair she smiled softly as her other hand trailed up the girls thigh, across her stomach for a short moment until she carefully slipped her hand under the girls top to rest against bare skin, her hand now unmoving.

Leif's skin crawled, but it was a pleasant feeling. She thought. She laid there, stone still and stiff, gulping thickly as she glanced up at Erai and watched her face. She was breathing slowly, or at least trying to, her hands at her sides stiffly. She didn't want to say anything to ruin her progress, but she liked the deel of Erai's hand on her stomach.

Leaning down, she kissed Leif's neck gently. Her hand slowly inched up Leif's stomach. "You can touch me if you want. I only bite a little." To prove her point she nipped Leif's neck lightly, sucking on the skin softly. Her breathing became more shallow as her arousal increased. Carefully she rolled Leif onto her side and wedged her leg in between the girls, resting her thigh against Leif's crotch.

Leif's breath hitched in her throat at the feel of Erai's thigh against her crotch, closing her eyes and giving a small whimpering moan. She was blushing and her skin was covered in goosebumps at the nibble Erai had given her neck, and she felt her nipples harden under her bra. She was getting that pulsing warm feeling in her crotch again, and Erai's thigh made it all the more noticeable. "Nn..." She gulped and slowly raised a shakey hand to Erai's arm, tracing up the limb and to her shoulder, then down her front, shyly over one breast, then to her ribs, holding it there.

Since Leif had technically made the first move, Erai slid her hand up Leif even further until she was cupping the womans breast. Inhaling deeply she pulled back to look into Leif's eyes as her thigh carefully, and agonizingly slowly began grinding against her crotch. Leaning back down she kissed Leif's chin, cheek, the corner of her mouth. Resting her mouth there she waited patiently. Seeing if this was too much for her.

Leif gasped loudly when Erai's hand cuppeed her breast, and with the combination of her thigh grinding against her crotch, she was squirming excitedly. She panted and blushed, turning her head slightly to look up at Erai, her lips slightly parted in awe at how good this felt. She opened her mouth to say something, but a moan escaped instead, and she closed her eyes, breathing loudly.

Reaching around behind Leif, she unhooked her bra, giving Erai room to slip her hand underneath the bra. Doing just that she allowed her fingertips to brush against her nipple before taking most of her breast in her hand and massaging it gently. Erai's thigh pressed more tightly against Leif's crotch as her other hand cupped Leif's cheek. Ever so slowly, Erai leaned closer to Leif until their lips touched lightly. A shiver ran down Erai's spine at the contact. She waited a few seconds before pressing her lips more firmly against Leif's in almost hungrily.

Leif was surprised at the contact of their lips, her heart speeding up instantly. This was her first kiss. She didn't know what she was doing, but she liked it. She broke it only for a moment to get a breath, then kissed Erai back firmly, grinding her hips back down against Erai's thigh, her own legs tightening around her, and her hands gripping her hips tightly. "Mmf... Wow..." she panted against her lips and kissed her again.

Erai began tweaking Leif's nipples, rolling them between her fingers. Flicking her tongue out she slid it along Leifs bottom lip, clearly wanting access. Her other hand slid down Leifs body, grazing against her breasts until she came to Leifs pants. Slowly she unbottoned and unzipped them. Looking into Leifs eyes she gently slid her hand into Leifs pants and panties, touching just above her pussy, not wanting to push her too far if she wasn't ready.

Leif's mind was buzzing in a cloud of pleasure and confusion. She felt her nipples being played with, her mouth being beckoned, her pants being undone and invaded.. She was wet and tingling, but nervous and slightly scared. She pulled back from the kiss and the closeness, blinking up at Erai and blushing deeply, panting nervously. She whimpered, then pulled herself back from Erai suddenly, shuffling away and sitting up, clutching her bra to her chest under her shirt. "S-stop..."

Erai's hands fell to her lap, her head nodding slightly. Watching Leif closely for a moment she sat up in bed and sat quietly. Clearing her throat uncomfortably she glanced around the room, searching for something to say. "Sorry..."

"D-don't apologize. It's just... everything is happening too fast all at once. Your mouth, your hands, your leg... I've never done any of this before! That was... was my first kiss." Leif mumbled, looking down and licking her lips bashfully. "I just wanna slow down! I-is that... okay?" she asked, her voice gentle as she asked this, watching Erai carefully.

Rolling her eyes, Erai crawled across the bed to Leif and hugged her from behind gently. "Of course that is okay. I didn't mean to push you." Sighing, she rested her chin on Leif's shoulder. "We will do whatever you want. Deal?" Erai hadn't even thought about the girl being inexperienced. She had been so wrapped up in making Leif feel good that she had gotten lost in her own actions. Damn it! Erai couldn't believe her stupidity.

Leif blushed and nodded slowly at Erai, hugging her bra to her chest still gently, then gulped and slowly turned to look at her. "I'm not even.... sure I like... ya know... girls. I've lived with them my whole life at that fucking compound and never felt anything but spite towards any of them. So I'm sorry if I seem cold at times." To be honest, she had found Trayvon and Rixon both very attractive and appealing, but they scared her too much.

"Well did anything I do to you feel good?" Erai reached under Leif's shirt and clasped her bra back together so she was more comfortable. Smiling softly she sat back and gave Leif a once over. Leif had reacted to her, had moaned even when Erai had touched her. This was a good sign. Erai thought about Trayvon and Rixon and frowned. Would they be jealous if Erai and Leif became intimate? They knew Erai went for both sexes so it wouldn't come as a surprise to them. Biting her bottom lip, she watched Leif carefully, waiting for a response.

"Well, everything you did felt good... but it was all just at once... it was overwhelming! I... I want to experience everything one at a time... so I can learn it." Leif shrugged bashfully, looking down at the bed beneath her. It was that she was bashful, yes, but she also felt sort of guilty and ashamed for being so inexperienced. "Just... start easy. Please?"

"Of course. I'm sorry." Gently, she kissed the girl's shoulder and smiled softly at her. "Where would you like to start? You tell me and we will do it." Sitting cross legged in the bed, she waited to hear what Leif wanted.

Leif gulped again softly, watching Erai over her shoulder shyly, then sighed and blushed, fingering the sheets under her. "M-maybe... just kissing..? I want to get good at that first before we go too far into anything else..." She licked her lips and braved a peek at Erai's before returning her eyes to her face. "So just... just kiss me."

Not really needing further permission, Erai moved around so that she could get comfortable before placing a hand where Leif's neck and cheek met. Leaning forward she kissed Leif's lips gently, softly, taking it slow. Resting her lips against Leif's for a little bit she decided it was okay to deepen the kiss ever so slightly.

Leif kissed her back carefully, after hesitating for only a moment. She still wasn't sure how to kiss her back, having no experience. She was blushing, and she felt nervous though. She could feel that throbbing between her legs, a soft pulsing of want and need. She gave a soft hum against her lips, closing her eyes, trying to relax. It wasn't long before they were interrupted again though.

Rixon knocked and came into the room quickly, smiling. "Hey, did you see Simi?!" he asked happily, then stopped when he realized what he'd walked in on. Leif was stumbling back from Erai in the bed, backing herself up into a corner of the walls on top of the bed, clutching a blanket to herself and watching him with wide eyes. He blinked, then looked at Erai. "S-sorry? Did I miss something?"

Looking over at Leif, she frowned deeply. "Ah, Rixon can I speak with you alone, please?" Standing quickly, she hurried Rixon out of the room and into her own. "You actually just saw several things. One. I got carried away by being attracted to her, two. I wanted to get her more comfortable with different things, like touching. Or being touched." Erai looked up into Rixon's eyes and realized she had gotten herself into a terrible situation. She was attracted to all three of the people that were in her house at the moment. And getting intimate with any of them would probably hurt SOMEONE, or all of them. Sighing she closed her door and leaned against it. Looking up at Rixon she frowned. "Im sorry you had to see that."

Rixon was watching her with a furrow of his brow, his hazel eyes taking in her appearance as she tried to explain things to him. "I... I understand you have some... unorthodox ways of making the girls comfortable again..." he nodded slowly, looking away with a subtle grinding of his teeth. He breathed deeply, closing his eyes for a moment, then looking at her again. "It's alright. I'm sorry I barged in. I know we had an agreement that Trayvon and myself never went upstairs unless you called us up there... I betrayed that agreement... I was excited about our rescue. The other girl we saved is staying three houses down across the street, and she's already very comfortable." he explained and cleared his throat. He felt confused and angry, but sad and guilty at the same time. "Erai.. I have to tell you... I..." he started, then looked at her and trailed off, rubbing his eyes with a sigh. "Forget it. Soy loco." he grumbled, turning to grab the knob, not caring if she was leaning against the door.

Erai pressed her hands against Rixon's chest and shook her head gently. "Tell me. You can tell me anything." Chewing on her bottom lip she frowned deeply. She had upset him and she could see that. She just couldn't really figure out why. Looking down at her hands on his chest she frowned slightly. She knew it had been too long since she'd had sex because even just touching his chest excited her.

Rixon looked down at her face, sighing and leaning against the door on the elbow of the hand that had grabbed for the knob, which made him sort of loom over her, not really cornering her, but bringing them close. Her hands on his chest excited him too. "Erai... I... I really like you. You have no idea. I see you with Tray all the time, hugging, kissing, rough-housing... and I wish I was him every time." he explained, watching her seriously. "You're beautiful, and smart, funny, courageous... compassionate." he whispered, his tongue rolling in his Spanish accent with every word. He studied her face, taking in the curves of her eyes and sheen of her full lips, and he raised a hand to stroke her cheek, pushing some of her dark hair back. His muscles were rippling with an urge to just pull her against him, but he didn't.

Erai stared at him in shock. Unsure exactly what to say she waited a few seconds to collect her thoughts. Shaking her head slightly she looked back into his eyes. "I had no idea. Rixon I'm sorry. I...I didn't mean to ever hurt you by doing those things. That's the last thing I wanted." biting down on her bottom lip she slid her arms up from his chest to circle around his neck, hugging him close.

Rixon sighed and wrapped his arms around her body to return the hug, closing his eyes for a moment. She smelled so good... But he had a feeling this wasn't an "I feel the same way" hug. This was a "I didn't know, but now you're too late and perpetually stuck in friend-zone" hug. He sighed against her shoulder and nuzzled her a little, petting her hair, then pulled back from the hug and gave her a small, weak smile. "I'll be alright. You didn't know, so don't apologize." he shrugged.

"Rixon, listen. I'm not sure how I feel about you. I know that I'm extremely attracted to you and if it didn't make our friendship awkward I'd totally throw you on my bed and ravage you. But...I don't know past there. I've never taken the time to think about it. Or...experiment with it. You know?" looking up into his eyes she inhaled deeply, his sexiness practically taking her breath away. Damn, he is yummy.

Rixon felt flattered by her words, but he didn't blush. He wasn't one for blushing. He instead breathed her smell in deeply, moving in closer to her and pressing his body against herst, sandwiching her against the door gently. "How do you know it would make our friendship awkward...? Maybe it's a step towards something more instead..." he whispered, his hand moving to hold her hip, his thumb brushing up under her shirt and against her skin, his other hand on her back just below her shoulders. "We could try... couldn't we?"

"Oh, Rixon, your not playing fair." Erai leaned her head back against the door, closing her eyes gently. Returning her hands to his chest, she inhaled deeply and looked into his eyes. "But what happens if we try and all we have is an attraction. I wont do the whole...fuck buddy thing. Not with someone who I consider one of my best friends." Her eyes traveled down his face till they rested on his lips. Her tongue slithered out of her mouth to trail along her bottom lip as a soft sigh escaped her lips.

"I don't do fuck buddies, Erai." Rixon said seriously with a shake of his head. "If we try this... and we don't feel anything deeper than sexual attraction, then it was never meant to be and we go back to being friends. Easy. But if we do feel something deeper... perhaps we can give it a legitimate try?" he whispered, bringing their faces slightly closer, his breath hot on her now damp lips.

A shiver ran down her spine at their closeness when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Clearing her throat, Erai stepped away and opened it to Trayvon leaning against the door frame. Looking back and forth between the two of them, Trayvon raised his eyebrows. "Uh...I'll come back later." Looking down at the ground he frowned deeply before walking away. Erai turned back towards Rixon. Stepping up on her tip toes she kissed his lips roughly. "Come back tonight, late and we'll see how we...work out."

Rixon was panting excitedly now after that kiss and the adrenaline of getting caught. He licked his lips after she kissed them and he smiled before closing the door and pressing her against it, his thigh between her legs and grinding against her crotch, kissing her again firmly and humming against her lips. "You got it. I'll be at this door... at midnight." he gruffed with a warm breath against her lips.

Biting down on her bottom lip for a moment she shook her head and pulled him tightly against her, kissing him once again. Oh it felt so damned good. Groaning against his lips she leaned her head back against the door, breathing heavily. Can I wait that long? "Damn, never mind later." Slipping her legs around his waist she kissed him deeply once again, flicking her tongue out against his lips. "You turn me on so fricking bad..."

"Mmf... Ditto." Rixon moaned and kissed her deeply, his tongue snaking out of his mouth and into hers, teasingly stroking against hers and brushing along her lips. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up, pinning her against the door a moment as his hand fumbled for the lock. Once he was sure the door was locked, he turned and carried her to the bed, dropping her on it and peeling his shirt off quickly, his silver dogtags jingling against his smooth, hairless chest, his muscles rippling excitedly.

Erai reached up and grabbed ahold of his dogtags, pulling him down towards her to kiss him deeply, passionately. Slowly she began unbuttoning the jean tank top she was wearing and tossed it aside. There was really no time for making love, this was just them seeing how beautiful they could be together. Nipping him bottom lip playfully she smiled. "Mmmm."

Rixon gave an excited groan against her lips, reaching down and unbuttoning his pants quickly, pushing them off and kicking them onto the floor before crawling over her and doing the same with her jeans. He leaned down and kissed at her hips teasingly as his hands pulled her jeans over her ass and down her thighs, then kissed at her thighs tauntingly. He grinned and flicked his tongue against her crotch over her panties, before hooking his thumbs into those too and pulling them down. "Ooooh, chica... Tienes una muy, MUY bonita mujer." he whispered in husky Spanish, crawling back up over her and leaning down, kissing her again hard.

"I love it when you speak spanish, its so damn sexy. I just wish I could understand you." Erai giggled softly as she ran her hands up and down his arms, staring into his eyes. Licking her bottom lip she pulled him up her body and shook her head. "No foreplay. I honestly dont need it." Raising her hips she brushed her soaking wet pussy against his crotch, smiling softly.

Rixon smiled with a pant, nodding at her words. He was rather glad there was no foreplay either. He was already rock hard and throbbing. "Me neither." he winked, then held his breath as he positioned himself and slowly pushed forward, groaning as he felt himself become enveloped in her silky, warm and wet pussy. "Nn... Oh dios mio..." he whispered hotly, kissing and nibbling at her neck before kissing her lips, propping himself up on his elbows.

Erai moaned loudly as he entered her. Grabbing a hold of his arms she held on tightly as she rocked her hips against his. "Mmm..." Closing her eyes she arched her back slightly amazed at how good he felt inside of her. Looking up into his eyes she smiled through her heavy breathing. So far so good. No awkwardness, no regrets, but they weren't yet finished so there was still time for that.

Rixon was moaning deeply, breathing in the scent of her hair and leaving a few hickeys on her neck before he pulled back to look down at her. He smiled down at her and kissed her again deeply, pulling back his hips and started to thrust into her slowly, driving deep with every curl of his abs and thrust of his hips. "Ooooh, Erai..." he moaned.

"You had better watch where you mark me..." Playfully Erai thrust her hips against his and smiled. It really didnt matter where he marked her, she wore revealing clothing so it would most likely show anyway. Looking up into Rixon's eyes, she smiled softly as she threaded her fingers through his hair, rocking her hips against his.

Rixon groaned, growling like an animal as he pounded into her, loving the feel of her and how happily she was reciprocating his thrusts. They were rocking together hard enough to knock the bed against the wall and he loved the sound. It gave him chills and a thrill of rocking her world. "Oooh, mi amore... Soy haciendes! Nn!" he gasped, rolling them suddenly so she was on top. "Ride me..." he begged, his hands holding her hips before rounding to her ass and gripping it gently.

Erai cried out in pleasure as he drove further into her when she would thrust down on him. "God....yes!" Sliding all the way down on him she ground down on his hips. Her clit slid against his skin causing her to moan loudly as immense pleasure rippled through her body.

"Nnn... Erai... I'm gonna blow! Cum for me..." Rixon panted in a whimper, his hands rubbing up from her hips to her ribs, then one slid over her stomach up between her perfect breasts. He massaged one of them, palming it and squeezing gently, just working it under his fingers with a lick of his lips before sitting up and taking her nipple into his mouth, suckling gently.

The moment Rixon sat up he caused himself to thrust more deeply into her which sent her over the edge. Crying out in pleasure she rocked her hips against his as fast as she could, her hand threaded gently through his hair to hold him closer to her. "Oh...oh...oh...Rixon!"

Rixon could feel her muscles tighten around his cock and spasming, milking him, an obvious orgasm and he smirked to himself against her chest. He gave a few more hard pumps up into her, then gasped and twitched to a gradual stop, pumping load after load up into her. He shuddered and fell back from her to lay on the bed, groaning and breathing heavily. "Oooohm... Gods, Erai... That was better than I could ever... dream of." he panted, then grinned. "And trust me, I've dreamt of it a lot."

Erai giggled softly as she slipped under the covers and closed her eyes. "Mmm, me too. I mean the best." Clearing her throat she looked over at Rixon and smiled softly. The only other time she had had sex was with Trayvon and that was because she had wanted to loose her virginity to someone she knew loved her and wouldnt hurt her. She wouldn't have traded that experience for the world, but this...this was just...deliciously wonderful. Sliding over to Rixon she laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

Rixon smiled at her tiredly and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer and drawing the sheets up higher on them both, hugging her to him with a happy sigh. "Mmm... You better be here when I wake up." he whispered half-asleep. A part of him was just thinking this was still another dream.

Erai kissed his forehead and slipped out of bed with a soft whisper. "I make no promises." Walking into her adjoining bathroom she sighed as she stepped into it, turning the water on full blast. Had she done the right thing where it came to Rixon? She wasn't sure. She'd enjoyed herself very much but...She knew that Leif needs to be her main focus right now. The girl needs help and a friend. Erai can't get wrapped up in a relationship of any kind right now.



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