Gabriel O'Conner
Archangel
Only One Choice: Poor Gabe. So out of his league. XD
We all lead such elaborate lives
Gabe knew she held a grudge against him for freeing Hanna. And he enjoyed knowing he'd gotten the best of her, even if it was only one time. But she was definitely the one in charge this time around. She was older and had a lot more experience with gang life. No doubt she would love to try out some of the more violent of them on his person. But the neutrality made that difficult, which was fine with him.
He smirked at her teenagers comment. Yeah, it had been a while since his last girlfriend. Girls had ceased to matter to him for a while now. Not that guys started mattering more. Relationships in general had just become an impediment to the things he wanted to do. But it wasn't so much lack of experience that had him kissing her like that. He didn't exactly want to get that close to her. For all he knew, every guy that kissed her got his tongue bitten off. "It's been an eternity sinceI kissed someone as crazy as you." It he thought about what kind of girls he wanted "insane" did not make the list. Neither did "sadistic" or "vicious".
He knew he was in trouble when she took command. It wasn't that she was ugly, far from it, but he couldn't forget who she was or what she'd done. Still, he squeezed her butt dutifully and wrapped an arm around her waist. Then she attacked him. She was not gentle, not that anything about Anako was gentle. He actually found himself kissing her back. Dammit, she was good at this. And while his head retained the information, the rest of him was sort of forgetting. His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her close against him, but it loosened when she pulled away. "I think there's a reason I didn't kiss you like that in the first place." He replied, but it was half-hearted.
And she didn't even stop there. She moved to nibble his neck. Before he could even think about what he was doing, his arm tightened around her waist again. In one quick motion, he turned so she was the one pressed against the cases of liquor. In the next moment, he realized she he was doing. He blinked several times and wrenched himself away from here. "We're done here." He said breathlessly. "You got your kiss." He moved over to the boxes and grabbed his phone, making his getaway before she could pull him back for round two.
He walked a ways away, trying to calm himself. So what if Anako was really good at what she did? Who knows how many slaves she'd tied up to practice that kind of thing on. She was still a crazy b***h and the one responsible for kidnapping Bethany and torturing Hanna. He finally slowed down, hoping his heartbeat was following suit. He checked his phone to make sure the recording was still there. He'd have to find some way to edit the end, but it was proof enough.
He wasn't exactly proud of what he did. But what he hated himself for the most was the fact that he really wouldn't mind going back for seconds. He cursed under his breath and headed into the hotel, looking for anyone that could make him feel sane again.
...wild ambitions in our sights.