bitch__slap__burns

There will be a ✴Smut warning!!✴ just before the smut, so feel free to read it.

You walked down the hall at HW Portland, you hadn't been here long but that was hardly surprising and you knew it was time for the next mission, given that Meisner asked to see you, there was little else he called to see you about, otherwise he would've just came to you.

"Hey." You greeted and leaned against the door when you entered the command centre.

"(Y/n). " he glanced up at you before laying his eyes on the paper again. "Pack your bags, we're leaving in 30."

You nodded, even though he wouldn't see it. "Location?" You inquired, although you had a feeling it would be trivial.

"Irrelevant." He answered quickly but his eyes met yours for a brief moment before responding with a "Undisclosed."

You sighed, it would've been nice to now if you should bring a jacket at least but it was a small price to pay for the work you now had the ability to complete.

You packed your bag, and by pack you just grabbed your bag from beside the door. You knew better than to get settled, living from inside your bag was easier and safer, even within the walls of HW.

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You sighed from your seat in the car and glanced in Meisner's direction, he seemed to be too busy looking at the road to notice. He pulled into the driveway of a hotel and got out of the car, getting both of your bags before you could even get the door open. You followed him wordlessly towards the desk where he got the room key.

You followed him again towards the room before he had a few words with some guy trying to take the bags to the room, it wasn't being impolite or mean but Meisner did seem a little off, more frustrated than his usual demeanor.

Meisner unlocked the door of the room and let you step through first, it was spacious and elegantly decorated. A tiny kitchen and dining table that had more chairs than there were reasonable space, a bathroom off to the side, one bed which you most likely wouldn't get the time to use, and a small balcony.

You walked towards the balcony, peering down at the people below living their lives, many oblivious to what was really happening but it was better this way, easier to control the situation.

You turned around abruptly towards Meisner where he was starting to unpack the contents of his bag, not surprisingly it seemed like he didn't bring an extra batch of clothing so it would seem it was a fast mission, perhaps tied to time.

"So.." You began, walking towards him. "What are we doing?"

"Stopping a meet." He answered simply, placing two photos on the table, obviously taken without the subject's knowledge.

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You got out the car, the meet ended blood and with the other team headless but you had no choice, you thought. Meisner obviously had different ideas about it but what done was done.

The problem now, however, was getting to the room without shedding your own blood on the pristine carpet. You hoped it didn't bleed too profusely from the wound on your shoulder, elated that you had decided on wearing a dark colored tank top under your jacket, keeping the blood somewhat hidden.

The wound begged with little movement but you knew that would bring attention to you, so you had to force a normal pace, it burned with intensity with Meisner following closely behind if something were to erupt.

You opened the door to the room and breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn it." You cursed softly, pulling your jacket slowly from your shoulders and letting it fall on your way to the bathroom. You looked at your clothed back in the mirror, seeing the rips in the fabric. The fabric stuck to your back and you could see the red between the rips.

"Let me help." You heard Meisner from the door, you wanted to protest but you knew of better. Meisner took the shirt, positioning his hands by the rips and tore it wider.

You gasped at the rush of air on the wound. "You should have waited." He commented softly as he took a wet towel and dabbed it on the wound, you hissed at the contact.

"I saw an opportunity." You breathed out, your hands clenching on the counter. "It was only a minor lapse if judgement."

"You put more than yourself in danger with it." His tone rose slightly, and your brows furrowed a little at his reaction, if this had been a bigger operation you would understand but this was only you two and you knew he could handle a little fight.

You could feel he had started seeing your skin together, the burn not so much after he had poured whiskey over it which stung like hell but you pulled through by biting your lip hard enough to draw blood. The pain was slowly lessening, mostly feeling it where he applied pressure now.

"I'm sorry." You spoke softly, half hoping he wouldn't hear but you knew he did because his hands stopped working for a moment. "I'm not used to this.. Being a team."

"We all make mistakes." He said softly, finishing with the stitches and putting the needle and thread back in the medical kit which the author has failed to mention apparently.

You turned around, looking up at him. "Thanks for.. You know."

✴Smut warning!!✴

"No problem." He answered, his eyes feeling like they were burning into you at this close proximity.

"We should get going." You said, afraid to make a move.

A small smile ghosted his lips. "We should." He stated, bringing his face closer to yours, his hand came to cup your cheek as your lips met.

"What was that?" You enquired when your lips parted.

He smiled softly. "Something I should've done a long time ago it would seem."

You had played with the idea in your head but you thought he wouldn't and thus you couldn't, causing the thought to be evicted from your mind but now, now you were unsure.

You bit your lip slightly and moved your head closer towards his, you kissed him again, letting your lips move perfectly in sync while your arms wrapped around his neck, ignoring the sting from your shoulder.

His hands came to rest on your hips as deepened the kiss, his tongue mapping out the space beyond your lips, your hand carded in his hair.

You felt the ripples of his hands trailing down your side, hooking at your thighs and lifting you onto the counter, he took the space that Sat empty between your legs.

Hee looked at you with darkened eyes for a moment before bending a bit so his lips were inches from your ear, you were aware of him tugging at the hem of your tattered shirt. "(Y/n)." The way he said your name sending a shiver over your skin. "I think we can lose this." He slowly lifted the shirt, being careful at your shoulder which had been easier said than done.

His eyes feathered over the newly exposed skin, lingering on your breasts before he abruptly pulled you closer by your thighs and lifted you, your legs wrapped around his hips instantly and he carried you towards the bed, putting you down softly. You hissed at the contact to the wound but said nothing, rather than speak, you pulled his shirt from his body and carelessly flung it across the room.

Your fingers feathered over his torso, getting used to the new body while his hand slipped behind your back, unclasping your bra with expert precision and throwing it somewhere in the room.

He licked his lips, making you shiver, before his lips found the crook of your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin. His lips continued South, placing lingering kisses as they travelled over your collarbone, between the valley of your breasts and over your stomach, placing a quick nip at your hip as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your pants, pulling them down with your underwear in one flawless move.

His tongue darted out, licking one long stripe through your slick folds and humming in appreciation before making his way back up your body, your back arched at the sensation, effectively digging your shoulders into the covers and coaxing a deep cry from your lungs, Meisner might have taken it as a cry of pleasure and you didn't correct him, he wasn't entirely wrong.

The friction on your shoulder was starting to get too much, and wanting friction in another location, you flipped him over, straddling his hips for a moment, feeling something deliciously prod your thigh.

You unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, biting your lip in anticipation. You let his pants drop at the foot of the bed and dipped your head to his length where it stood proud, you lucked the veined on the underside before taking him in your mouth, looking up at Meisner as you did.

He groaned at the contact, His hand carded in your hair, urging you to take him deeper, you bobbed your head eliciting a moan from him that sounded roughly like your name as his eyes fell shut.

The hand that had carded through your hair suddenly fisted your hair, halting your actions for a moment. You let him fall from your lips with a pop and crawled up his body once again, straddling him. His breathing still ragged and slowly normalizing, he pulled your head down for a bruising kiss, no doubt tasting himself on your lips.

You broke the kiss and lifted yourself a bit, taking him in your hand and positioning him at your core, slowly sinking down on him, a blissful moan tore from your lungs as your head fell back.

Meisner rubbed soothing circles on your thighs waiting for you to adjust to his size. You slowly began to move up and down on his length, moaning softly at the feel of him, not long until your pace began to quicken with Meisner's hands resting on your hips, helping you go faster, his hips meeting yours perfectly.

Meisner roughly took hold of your hips and flipped you over, your shoulder hitting the bed in such a angle that made you cry out but right now you didn't care about it, neither did you want to as his hips snapped back and forwards, earning another cry of pleasure.

You felt your release creeping closer, and you guess Meisner was close too by the way his hips frantically met yours and the way his fingers were digging were digging into you, hard enough to bruise, the thought only edging you on.

You cried out his name as your release washed over you, your walls clenching tightly around him, his motions slowed slightly as his head came down to attack your lips with his until you felt warmth spread within you. He didn't pull out immediately, instead he put his forehead against yours, looking down at you while he caught his breath.

He rolled off of you, pulling your bare body closer to his, you laid your head on his chest and listened to his rapid heartbeat normalizing.

"We should get going." You said again, glancing up at him.

"We should." He smiled, pulling you closer towards him and placing a chaste kiss to your forehead. "Perhaps a little later."

Almost 2000 words.. So close. Anyway comment what you think, vote if you liked it and request a character you would like to see.
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