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Ben didn’t tell people what he did for work, for obvious reasons. To protect himself and to protect others, but tonight he had hoped there would be no questions asked. He had a back up story, he got mugged or something like that. Clutching his side because right now all he could do was try and focus on staying awake and pushing out the pain.
“I didn’t know where to go.” He said with a groan as she helped him inside, not daring to look at the blood that was all over his hand, seeping through and dripping on to her kitchen floor. “Someone jumped me.” Ben said and looked over at her, hoping that more details weren’t needed. “I panicked and – your place was only round the corner –” He said and knew no doubt she was going to suggest going to hospital. Maybe he could pretend he didn’t know who it was, that it was in an alleyway so there were no cameras. Or his mind was just blank.
“ Well I’m glad you came here.” she muttered under her breath. The last thing she wanted to find out was he bled out somewhere with no one around. She scowled a little when he said someone jumped him, did she entirely believe it? Not really but she’d let it slide for now. there would be time after she got him stitched up to question him more. “ Your lucky I can stitch you up.” she said with a small sigh as she moved to grab the bottle of alcohol. “ Otherwise we’d be dealing with the hospital and probably the cops.” she muttered faintly as she got the rest of the stuff she needed to stitch him,.
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“Oh I don’t mind the look, sweetpea. But the hands, they need to be clean.” She purred. She sorta had the faint suspicion that if she joined him to his place, she could forget about taking him to dinner.
“But, I don’t mind seeing how you clean up.” She teased. “Bet you grew up in more than just those shoulders.” She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. She’d always been into him, but good Gods, he looked so fit it wasn’t even funny anymore.
He snorted faintly at her saying his hands had to be clean. “ Well I don’t know how well that’s going to happen there are just things imbedded in my skin at this point.” he said with a small shrug. That was the struggle of using your hands for work everyday of your life. He shook his head faintly at her comment. “ And it would seem you’ve grown a lot bolder than you used to be tess.” he said, not that he minded it definitely was taking him buy surprise. “ come on.” he said grabbing his keys and leading her out of the office. Only taking a moment to lock the door, before heading towards his old truck.
open: m/f/nb ben’s a hitman and tonight’s mission went wrong.
Ben knew that they worried about him, and everyone always had their suspicions of what he was up to and what was going on. The constant bruises he had on his face, his knuckles always banged up and needing to be iced, staying out until the early hours. But if they knew the truth, he thought they would never speak to him again. But tonight he knew he would have to come clean.
He had somehow managed to get to their apartment, clutching his side where he had been stabbed. The mission had gone completely wrong, his target had found out he was coming, and before he knew it he was on the floor with a stab wound and using everything he had in him to get somewhere safe. He knocked on their door, leaning against the door frame as he tried to keep the bleeding under control, his shirt soaked in blood and dripping down on to their welcome matt. “I need your help.” Ben said breathlessly as they answered the door, everything in him just trying to stay on his feet.
It was late and she hadn’t been expecting anyone to show up, so the fact that someone had? Was definitely setting all the alarms in her head off. Astrid after all was generally on edge all the time. Retired bodyguard who did a more civil living now, some things you never could change about someone. Half tempted to just let whoever was at the door stay there, she ended up moving to open the door.
A little voice in the back of her head was telling her to open it after all. Seeing Ben though leaning against her door frame was not on her bingo card for the night. “ Jesus what happened?” she yelped out panic seemingly filling her body. She hated seeing anyone she cared about hurt and this was no different now. “ What the hell were you doing?” she asked concerned as she helped him into the apartment. She had a good feeling it was a good thing she knew how to sew wounds right about now. She moved into the kitchen so he could sit down at the table before she moved first to grab her first aid kit and a couple of clean towels.
Rockelle looks up at him and pouts, stomping her leg. “But I would feel better if I have it! How do I know you wont use it against me- I MEAN USE IT AGAINST SOMEONE ELSE?!” She was turning pink in the face and her eyebrow was twitching a bit. “But anyways how was your day my love?”
“ And how, praytell would I use a laser pointer against anyone?” he asked curiously. He definitely wanted to hear what she was going to say, what made-up thing she’d throw his way. Wrinkling his nose a little, “ It was fine, the usual bullshit shit of fixing things that people somehow manage to break. Sometimes I wonder how it happens.”
Alejandro listened to her moans. He enjoyed the way she begged him for more. He looked into her eyes and nodded at her before he increased the pace of him. He made sure to push into her harder and faster this time than before. Soon enough his entire length was buried deep into her. Alejandro then bucked his hips and started thrusting into her. He grabbed onto her breasts and fondled them as he made love to her.
Keelan couldn’t help how much he drove her insane, wanting more and more of what he gave her. It was almost like a drug at times and she swore she couldn’t get enough of him. The red head cursed faintly when he finally entered her, enjoying every second of it, her legs wrapping around his waist, her heels digging into his lower back a little encouraging him more.
She huffs and rolls her eyes. “I am gonna go to the other room to calm down because you are a a pain in my ass!” She whines and stomps up the stairs, giving him a look. “I can always throw more shit at you, ya know!”
“ There’s no reason to leave?” He said making a face. “ You enjoy me being a pain in the ass; stop acting like you don’t like it,” he stated in a matter-of-fact tone. “ You can lie to yourself all you want, but you can’t lie to me.” was he being a pain in the ass now on purpose? Of course, it was just how he worked.
