"What're you doing?" You mumbled, having just been woken up.

"Shut up." Kid commanded as he pinned you to the bed and prodded around your shoulder and chest wounds.

"Don't touch there." It came out a little slurred from sleep.

"I can touch wherever I want now shut up." He snapped as he lightly massaged around the now much smaller and yellow bruises on your neck.

They didn't hurt anymore, the week had passed and you were healing up well. The only thing that really troubled you still was how itchy your shoulder and head felt sometimes.

"I'd say you're healed up enough for me." He nipped along your collarbone and pulled your shirt up.

After a couple nights at your place, Kid dragged you back to his for the bigger bed. Now he sounded ready to put it to use. You knew this day was coming but weren't by any means ready for it. You just got out of a three year relationship for fuck's sake.

"Kid, no." You groaned, pushing at his face.

"Kid, yes." He snickered, pinning your hands to the bed as he kissed you, shoving his tongue into your mouth without warning.

It only encouraged him more when you let out a whine, making him grind his hips into yours.

"K-kid I'm going to be late for work." You gasped the words out as he moved to your neck, biting down roughly on the soft flesh to mark you.

"Don't care, I need to fuck."

He sat back on your legs and pulled his shirt off before yanking yours over your head as well.

"W-wait!" You grasped for the shirt but he discarded it before you could touch the material.

"Tell me to stop one more time and I'll take you up the ass." He snarled. "Remember our deal sweetheart."

You let out a frustrated groan, knowing there was no arguing now. You'd let him get his fun in and hurry to the school.

Kid took that as your deciding to give in and reached around you to unclasp your bra, throwing it off to the side with your shirt. With a hardly contained growl he latched onto a breast, rolling your nipple around with his tongue and nipping the surrounding skin. He was much more assertive than Alec ever was and it was totally new to you. He had been your first and only partner, until now that is.

You felt cold metal reach your other breast as he began to knead it. The difference in temperature gave you goosebumps and made you shiver, much to his delight.

"You and Heat have been getting along quite well lately. Whaddya say we remind him who's toy you are?" He laughed, getting off of you long enough to pull down your pants and fully expose yourself to him. "Fuck you have some real nice curves you've been hiding."

"Sh-shut up and get it done." You blushed and turned away to avoid looking him in the eye.

"Nah, we're going to take our time." He lowered himself to kiss down your belly slowly, snickering each time you jolted from the contact. "And something tells me that ex of yours didn't know how to make you scream."

He licked his lips and planted a wet kiss just above your womanhood. You bit your lip to keep yourself from moaning but you couldn't fight it when he dug his fingers into your hips and dragged his tongue along your folds.

"That's a good girl." He hummed.

It was impossible to stop the mewls and cries you let out in response to him. You couldn't even stop yourself from grasping at his crimson locks and moving your hips to meet his tongue as you felt your core heating up quickly.

He began nipping around your sensitive bud, sensing you were close and trying to push you over the edge. You came undone just as he wanted, moaning loudly as he continued, lapping up your release. When you came down from it, panting and shuddering, he moved to kissing and marking your inner thighs as he pushed a finger inside you.

You weren't used to having more stimulation after an orgasm. Whenever you and Alec would get together you'd be lucky to even have one sometimes, Kid was going for a second one. When he added another finger he had your legs shaking from the pleasure.

With a growl, he latched onto your throat to mark the skin as he placed his thumb over your clit, rubbing circles around it and making you arch your back into him as you felt another climax beginning to build up. You slid your hands down to his back, clawing at the the muscled surface and drawing a groan from him.

You let out a needy whine when he removed his fingers only to squeak with surprise when he pushed them into your mouth.

"First you were telling me to stop and now you want more." He chuckled as he made you taste yourself. "Well it's my turn."

Kid quickly pulled his pants down far enough to remove his member and threw your legs over his shoulders. He gave you a slow, lust filled smile as he harshly thrust himself into you. Fingers both metal and flesh alike, dug into your hips painfully as he moaned and began to pound into you.

Between his size and how rough he was, it definitely hurt. But it was a bite filled with pleasure. He filled you completely, stretching your walls in a way you didn't realize was possible and before you knew it, he was hitting just the right spot.

You grasped at his hands, your body shaking as your own moans mixed with his. Kid was easily enjoying it as much as you, he was watching you through half lidded eyes. Stray strands of messy hair fell in his face and his ivory skin had a light sheen of sweat. It made it easier to see the smaller scars that decorated his torso.

"You like watching me fuck you sweetheart?" He grunted as he thrust harder, making you gasp and throw your head back.

It was enough to give you your second climax. You cried out as you came around him and he let loose a string of curses in response, immediately losing his rhythm as the feeling of your orgasm led him to his. Kid fell on you for one last kiss, groaning into it as you felt him release inside you.

"When do you need to be to work?" He panted lightly, reaching for his phone to check the time.

"Classes start a little before 8." You pushed him off and he rolled over, giggling to himself.

"Great, it's 7:40 now."

"Shit! That took too long!" You stumbled onto shaky legs and started throwing on clothes you'd brought for the day.

"You'll be fine, they won't throw a fit over you being a bit late." He got up lazily, adjusting himself back into his pants.

"No, they'll fire me. I've hardly been working there for what, a month?" You finished getting dressed and struggled to get your shoes on.

"No they won't, they know you're with me and they wouldn't want to piss off the guy who controls this little bit of territory."

"I thought Newgate had this area?" You paused, raising an eyebrow at him.

"He does, but I control this small section of it, everyone in it knows not to fuck with me. Relax." Kid walked past you to snag a shirt from his closet, slipping it over his head.

"I still don't want to keep my classes waiting, it'll make me fall behind." You huffed and grabbed your coat and bag, rushing down the stairs.

To your dismay, everyone was there. Killer, Heat, and Wire. They had to have heard everything, there wasn't a door separating the downstairs from the upstairs. Kid got what he wanted, they definitely knew to leave you alone if they didn't already before.

"Hold on." Kid followed you down and pulled you back hard enough to send you straight into his chest.

"What?"

He placed a finger under your chin and tilted your head around, inspecting the marks he left on your neck.

"Don't cover those, I don't want those hormonal teenage boys thinking they have a shot with you." He tugged the collar of your shirt down enough to bare the hickeys for the world to see.

"Not like they'd interest me anyway." You rolled your eyes.

Kid smirked as he moved in close enough for his lips to brush the shell of your ear. "Not after getting good cock from me first thing in the morning huh?"

"Shut up!" You blushed and pushed him away. "I'm leaving, I'm late enough as it is."

"Killer, you can go with her for the next few days, just long enough for them to know to keep their hands off. Maybe learn something new while you're at it."

"....Alright." Killer seemed just as unhappy about this as you were.

You didn't want a babysitter and he didn't want to be one. But Kid's word was law around here.

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It was an awkward day at work for sure. No one questioned you walking in with Killer, if anything, they were sure to keep out of your way. You were only a few minutes behind but no one made a fuss about it and your first class hadn't torn itself apart. Interestingly enough, everyone in it was well behaved, chatting away in their seats as they waited for you.

Killer kept quiet and dragged an empty chair to the corner by your desk. You assumed he was watching the students but it was hard to tell with all the hair in his face. Girls would glance his way and giggle to themselves, swooning over his good looks. Even if you couldn't see his face you couldn't say he was a bad looking guy.

He wasn't as built as Kid was but he was still very muscular and from what you could see of his face, it was nothing but good angles and perfect skin. Of course he was a hit with the young women. Everyone was glancing at you when they weren't ogling your unnecessary bodyguard. The hickeys Kid left were impossible to miss and you had no way of covering them.

You figured Killer wouldn't throw a fit if you did hide them, so maybe it's be a good idea to bring a scarf or wear a sweater the next couple days. But students and staff alike got the message, you were off limits. Property of Eustass Kid.

It was very annoying but there wasn't anything you could do. While you and Kid did find a sort of rhythm with each other, you still didn't like him. He was rude and hotheaded, not caring about what anyone else thought or wanted unless it benefitted him and quite frankly, his lack of caring aggravated you to no end.

It made you happy that you had a stack of worksheets to grade. It was a good excuse to stay late and avoid going back to the garage and seeing him. While the sex was the best you'd ever had, it didn't make up for a shitty personality and wasn't a good enough reason to go see someone, not to you at least.

"Are we going back now?" Killer asked as the last class filed out.

"Nope, I have stuff to grade." You let out a sigh as you placed the pile of worksheets on your desk and got started.

"How long is that going to take?" He sounded inconvenienced and you didn't care.

"A couple hours probably? It's eight classes worth."

"I don't want to be here that long." He pulled his chair closer until his arm brushed against yours. "Give me a pen so we can get through this faster."

He took one from the cup full of them at the corner of your desk before you could say anything and began helping. You couldn't not laugh. You had a big bad mechanic and gang member grading highschool history worksheets for you.

"Are you sure you'll be able to mark all those correctly?" You asked teasingly.

"I just heard you do the same lesson eight times in a row. I think I have it down."

"Maybe I'll quiz you on it all tomorrow then with everyone else."

"Please don't."