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"You better have heard. I think the others did too, which I may never live down." She grinned as she held on tightly to the sheet, pouring them both another shot and sliding one glass towards him. "Just a little more. I don't think having a hangover will do us any good tomorrow."
She was actually never one to go overboard when it came to partying. She had partied hard a few times, but it wasn't a regular thing. Her dad advised them both that now was not the time to go crazy. Their rise with fame demanded them to become a little more boring before cameras caught them doing something regrettable that would be seen on TMZ the next day.
"Yea, I know what body shots are." She clinked her glass against his and downed the shot, looking at him coyly as she spoke. "Truth be told? In Los Angeles I did one off the stomach of a pretty shot girl. I thought my sister was going to kill me. I don't remember much from that night, but I remember that!"
That story was from long ago and she didn't really want to think about it as she moved a few steps closer to him. One hand wrapped around his waist as she looked up to him.
"What about you? What's the worst thing you've ever done?"
"Not what I meant. You said yourself you needed release. And I think you got it," he said calmly taking the shit as it was given to him. He shot it back and grinned. "Yeah we both won't be able to live that down. But fuck them, we had fun. We both wanted it, needed it. They're just bad because they don't get anything."
He smirked again, listening to her talk about body shots and Las Angeles. He had only been a few times, and it definetly wasn't to party. He set his glass down. "Was just wondering if one ever did one off of you. You know, seeing the shot, you naked there before me.mmind started to wander. You party a lot like that? I have only gotten black out drunk twice, my entire life. Once after I was patched, at the clubs party, and once at another gathering. But everyone did."
He crossed his arms, letting the sheet fall open on his chest. "Worse thing I've done, I killed someone. Before all this. He had a family, two kids. I don't like to talk about it." He looked away. "Though hooking up with the meth chick is a close second."
Sienna listened to him. He really didn't have anyone , besides Switch. She didn't count Bones. Bones gave her the impression he was using them, but she didn't dare say that to Drake.
" Montana, you have chapters there?" She had thought about heading somewhere colder after they had gone back to the house. Some guy in Vegas had a theory about the dead. He went on and on about how he thought that anyone who made it out of their should head north. He said that he thought the dead bodies wouldn't be so active up where it was colder. He spouted off some facts that Sienna couldn't understand, but Drake mentioning Montana made her think about it.
Her eyes grew large and she blushed as he asked his question about a bike." Um... Do you mean while riding it, or just in general, cause I don't ride that often anymore." She drew her eyes away from his," if you mean riding, I'd have to say my first dirt bike track, I didn't do fancy tricks, but I used to get plenty of air. But," she cleared her throat," I've had sex on a bike. I was working with tommy and it, just sort of happened. Lost my virginity that night." She shifted a little bit." Maybe I should go get that shower, I don't want to take all the hot water from you in the morning, and we can get started sooner if we aren't waiting for two showers."
"We have a chapter there. Different than all the rest. It's smaller, didn't have to worry about drugs and guns. They were purely local, didn't have big cities to deal with. But I think they'd still be alive. Out of all the chapters, they were probably my favourite. But that's the opposite way. We'd have to head all around Vegas, or straight through it to restock supplies," Drake said calmly. "I don't really want to do that though. Bones suggested Mexico, cross the border, see what it's like down there. If we could get to Montana safely,would be ideal. Got deer for hunting, low population. Think state has same population as all of Vegas does or soemthing. Might be a good place to hang our leathers."
He watched her eyes grow large. "You used to race too? Why'd you stop, and let your sister take all the glory," he asked with grin. "Just liked fixing them more than riding them." She explained the story of her and this Tommy. He admitted he felt a pain of jealousy as he watched her. "Sex on a bike huh. Can't say I've done that before. All the bikes were always together, you didn't get that much time alone with them." He felt his face was hot, probably red by now too.
"Yeah a shower, that's probably good. If you want I can save the hot water for you, take a cold one now. I'm sure we'll have a little time to spare in the morning. Still have to plan a route, trip, stop points. Tanks only have so much gas. We'll have to find a fill up spot somewhere here. Think I saw some tanks out back."
Sierra winked to him and used a stool to put herself up on the bar. "Oh, so I'm getting the impression that you want to do a body shot off me. Am I reading that right?" There was no need for her to really care as there wasn't anyone in this clubhouse except a few others. Sienna was busy with Drake and god only knew where Bones was. She figured Johnny would protect her against him if need be and if he couldn't, she would fight him off just fine. She spread her legs, holding the bottle between her knees yet still covered by the sheets.
"I didn't party as you may expect. I mean sure, when we'd win, we'd celebrate but I wasn't one of those girls you see in the club every weekend getting drunk, hooking up. It wasn't like that. Dad kept me and Sienna on the straight and narrow. With fame comes prying eyes you know."
She didn't have to worry about that anymore, thankfully. Her dad used to give her terribly anxiety when he would have his talks, just to her, about doing pinups, posters and promoting the crap out of herself. "I worked more then I played. We all did."
She laid back on the bar and opened the sheet up, just enough so he could see her exposed belly. He already knew what was underneath and she already explained there would be a round two. Pouring just enough of the tequila on her belly, it was cold and she giggled, trying not to spill any away.
"Okay then party boy, take your next shot, but this is it! No black out drinking tonight. If you killed a man once I don't know what you'd do to me drunk."
He watched her climb up on that bar. It wasn't what he was expecting. He didn't want one, but he wouldn't say no. He hadn't been asking for one, just was curious. He watched her reveal her stomach, soft and smooth. He grinned. "Not what I was going for, but who am I to say no. Look at you." He grinned even bigger.
She went on to talk about partying. "I get that, work came first. Honestly there was more whiskey sipping than dancing and club drinking. I've been to a club maybe once or twice, besides the one we owned. But we were bikers, what do you expect." He folded his arms. "We tried not to party to hard. Kept out of drugs. Weed was the worse I ever got to. For a while some members were into heroine, but the president turned them up."
He watched her lay back, and pour the Tequilla. He licked his lips. "Alright so just going to say this now. I've never done this before, the body shot I mean. So what do I do." He looked at her. I mean there were instincts, but nothing beyond that. "So guide me through it."
He hunched over her, smiling as he was looking up. "You need another shower after this? And I would never hurt you. I promise. But I'd rather not be more hungover than i have to, so you're probably right."
For a few moments, she was silent. Tommy crept back into her thoughts. He wasn't just her boy friend, he had been her best friend. He understood her obsession with bikes and engines and didn't try to change her, he actually had been the one to change to fit into her world.
Drake asked her why she had quit, and that snapped her out of her thoughts." I, got hurt when I was 16, nothing serious, but my Dad was over protective. He kept telling me that I was the brains and the team needed me for my talents. So, we let Sierra do most of the riding and I focused on the mechanical end of things. It worked out, I never like being in the spotlight after I got hurt. It creeps me out, all those people surrounding you, wanting you to say something." She actually shuddered a bit as she sad that. Sienna was easily the more vulnerable of the two, though she did hide it well at first meeting.
" do you need a shower that bad? Cold showers are not fun." She stared up at him and then averted her eyes," you're right though, I should probably wait, bound to get something on me tomorrow working on the bikes." She yawned again and then got quiet. Her speech was starting to come slow, as her body was winding down," Mexico sounds like a bad idea, have a map in my pack, we can look at it in the morning to plan."
"You got hurt riding and your father let your sister keep racing," Drake asked, Turing to her. "You his favourite or something? Or was it because you got hurt that he started babying you. Maybe he just saw potential in you. The mechanic you could become. I get that. You sure know how to fix a bike anyway. Before this we could have used someone like you, fix our bikes."
He laid his head back, now laying down beside her. "I don't need one that bad. But shower would be nice. Has been a while. I waited this long though, I can wait till morning." He gave a yawn. "I don't need how much work we need done, but oil and grease is bound to get somewhere. I wasn't keen on Mexico either. Never liked it before, never liked the idea of going there now. Which why I'm set on going north, at most I'd head to the chapter on the Arizona border."
He put his hands behind his head. "I think I'm going to turn in for the night." He brought his one arm around her again, rubbing softly on her arm, "you want me to stay? Or should I head back to my own room."
Sierra was still laughing as he asked what he should be doing. "Just suck it up!" She felt his lips to her skin as his hands moved up her side, holding on as he used his tongue to lap up the tequila. Her hands reached down to his hair, gently stroking as he sucked up the last of the shot. They were clearly no professionals when it came to doing body shots and she wiped up the excess with the sheets before sitting back up on the bar.
She wrapped her legs around his body and pulled him in close as she kissed him. She tasted the tequila in his beard and on his lips as she enjoyed this soft, passionate kiss. Pulling back slightly, she broke the kiss and looked at him.
"Help me down. Let's go back to bed." This time her look was more serious instead of the playful party girl she just was. She wanted to make this night last with him as there were no guarantees with life anymore.
"Suck it, got it," he said with a nod, he brought his lips to her skin, tasted it. He tasted her flesh under the Tequilla, same or he had been kissing moment before. He sucked it all up, lapping it up with his tongue as he went. He hands gripped her, one on her chest, the other her thighs. His flicked his tongue across her naval, teasing, picking up an excess Tequilla. He felt her hands in his hair and stood up when finished.
Her legs wrapped around him and he kissed her back. Moaning into it,means roaming her sheet covers back. The kiss was passionate, soft. He felt drops of Tequilla come to her face as he pulled away. "Okay, your turn," he said pouring her one last shot. He brought it to her lips. "Drink up," he said with a grin as he kissed her neck and tipped it back.
He helped her down off the barn and wrapped his arms around her. "Let's go," he said with a smile as he pulled her into the room, still wrapped around her. There was no way he was carrying her this time. He thought he pulled something last time. He did however sneak the odd kiss to her neck as the walked down the hall, his sheet wrapped around her along with his arms.
In the room he closed the door. Letting the sheet drop as he followed her back to bed.
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
Oct 4, 2021 14:40:44 GMT -5
Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
Oct 18, 2021 22:34:19 GMT -5