Life sucked when you were at the top rank…
Which is why she is patrolling with Polar today because maybe he would encounter something fun? Otherwise she would have to make her own and no one wanted her to do that. ESPECIALLY polar. Her usual way of gathering energy seemed to be working in top form tonight. Probably because her figure was a bit more shapely now that she popped out twins. Nothing drastic, but she could definitely see some more thickness to her midsection and hips, something her mother said wouldn't go away now, not that she didn't mind the small pudge she had on her stomach [polar didn't seem to mind either with as much as he was laying on it].
She smirked as her lips hovered just millimeters from her victims, hand wrapped tightly in his hair while his hand remained on her hip. Was being this intimate needed for energy drain? No. The fact that it made her feel more…Alive and in control? Always such a drug really. There was also the fact that she knew it affected her other half greatly.
THAT was where the pay off was.
Let's say today she was choosing violence, because she knew he was watching from afar while this transaction was taking place. The current food of choice was slowly closing the gap and she figured: Why not?
Shame he was probably going to die later.
Saleeite closed the gap, kissing her victim with fervor, feeling that hand sink beneath her skirt to slowly rise up on her thigh, curving around a thick cheek. His hands were not….Big, but that shouldn't really matter.
She was just using him as a food source after all.
Polar was gritting his teeth as he watched her drain the civilian. She didn’t have to be so close, and she damn sure didn’t have to let him kiss her. Wait, was he-? Oh, he was dead. And she was in trouble when they got home. General or not, she knew he was watching and how he would feel about her letting her victim get that close to her.
Knowing she did it this way when he wasn’t around was one thing. Having to watch her do it and see how far she went? Another thing. Entirely. His fingers itched and he was moving as soon as she was nearly done draining the civilian. As soon as he got close enough, he grabbed the man’s hand and scowled in his face. “Hands off, a*****e. She’s mine,” he growled just before shoving his hand in their victim’s chest none too gently and grabbing his starseed.
As soon as his fingers touched that scrap of soul, his lips pulled up in a fierce grin. ********, it always felt so good to take a seed, to pull it out and watch the light fade from their eyes… There was probably something wrong with him but he didn’t care at the moment. He pulled the starseed out of his chest and twirled it in his fingers. He allowed himself a moment to admire the crystalline bauble before slipping it in a pocket.
That was when he turned to Salee. “You’re in trouble when we get home,” he said.
Ahhh….
There was just something about taking energy like this that ********.
Salee was about to pull away when they were both eclipsed by a giant shadow that she knew belonged to her partner. The general watched with something akin to desire as she watched her other half take her victims' starseed like it was nothing. She let the body slump down with a dramatic sigh. “Oh calm down Polar. It's not like I was gonna ******** him.” She rolled her eyes and flipped her hair while walking further down the pathway of the forest that they were in, feeling like there was something that needed to be established.
Without warning, the general charged forward using her speed and stopped just in front of the love of her life.
Before quickly raising her booted foot, and knocking it into his midsection. She laughed, then knocked him onto his back, that same boot pressed just slightly into his chest. “At home, I'm Noa, and yes I assume I'll be in trouble. However, “ She leaned forward, putting a bit more pressure on that boot, “Out here? On patrol? I am General Saleeite, and you WILL show me the proper respect Captain Polarite. I'm not happy you took what was supposed to be MY kill just because I had hands on me.” She smiled pretty, then eased up slightly. “Now, I have to find a new source of entertainment because YOU decided to break rank. Should probably apologize for that, yeah?”
Polar rolled his eyes at her comment. “Not the point, Salee,” he said, jingling his pocket full of starseeds. “Point is, he had his hands and his lips on my woman. As soon as that happened, his life was forfeit.” Definitely an odd conversation to be having in semi-public, but not the oddest conversation they had ever had to date. He followed her down the pathway, probably toward another victim, and yes he would admit that he was distracted by the way her new curves filled out her uniform even better than before.
Which was probably why he landed flat on his a** looking up at the woman he loved pressing her boot to his chest. What. The. ********. He scowled up at her as she put a little more weight behind her boot. Oh, she was definitely in trouble. He didn’t give a s**t what her rank was. She eased up on his chest and he just smirked at her.
Then he reached up and grabbed her ankle, yanking it out from under her as he sat up. He grabbed her shirt in time for her to not hit her head too hard but she was still going down. Releasing her shirt, he knelt up and pinned her hands above her head. She wanted him to apologize? Fine.
“Oh, I’m sorry. You were saying, General?” He smirked at her as he held her down. “I don’t give a flying rat’s a** what rank either of us are. We are a team. We are partners. And you know good and damn well how possessive I can get. So no. I won’t apologize for s**t.”
Now….She should just back off right? Yes they were partners, but their dynamic did flow out to their powered sides too and she was damned well poking a sleeping bear but she was a rank higher and damn it she was gonna lord it over him for as long as she could. Giving Polar a pout, Salee made her eyes water while she said her next words, “I was just having a bit of fun…You never let me off my leash whenever we’re on patrol…” She relaxed her body hiccupping as well. “I wanna be able to cause chaos too….”
When she thought he was relaxed enough, she raised both of her feet under Polar, and using the strength afforded to her as a general, Saleeite launched her bigger half high up into the air. While he flew, she got up and dusted herself off, studying her nails while she waited for him to come down.
Damn it. He hated it when she cried and now it was his fault. He wasn’t really sorry for saying it, but maybe he was sorry for the way he said it. With a sigh, he let his muscles relax and released her wrists. But when he opened his mouth to apologize for making her cry…
She ******** launched him skyward. Choice curse words in Spanish flowed like water off his tongue as he came back down, breaking the pathway on his landing. “Joder, eso es lo que me pasa por confiar en una mocosa,**” he grumbled hoarsely and coughed trying to jump start his lungs into working again. “You cause plenty of chaos,” he said as he sat up, glaring at her the whole time.
“That was cheating, and you know it.”
[Joder, eso es lo que me pasa por confiar en una mocosa. = ******** hell, that’s what I get for trusting a brat. (According to Google translate)]
Salee winced at the impact, but since Polar was indeed a powered individual so the hurt wouldn't be life threatening. Once he recovered, the smaller woman looked up, a look of boredom on her face. “Was it? Not my fault you fell for it big guy. Oh…Wait…I should be saying captain big guy right?” She grinned and it was full of malice, “I don't cause ENOUGH chaos….But since I am a rank higher than you, that leash you have? Seems rather loose no?” There was a civilian coming down their path, this time a man a bit closer to her partner’s stature.
Ugh, she wished it was a woman this time, then he would REALLY feel bad.
Instead of a fancy introduction, Saleeite raced towards her next victim, leaping onto him with her legs wrapped around his waist. She heard the man say what the--- Before she slammed her lips to his, stealing his energy but not before moving his hands to cup her behind so he could hold her up. Just to play into it even more, she started to moan a little.
Then had the gall to pull back, a string of saliva between them, looking over her shoulder at her partner. Still so full of malice and a bit of a challenge. Saleeite went back to kissing the man senseless, laughing maniacly as he went down. She leapt from him before he could take her with him, turning to face Polar fully, hand over her mouth. “Ooops….Looks like the leash is off~”
Leash? What leash? She decimated the damn thing apparently. He watched as she practically attached herself to another civilian, legs around his waist and everything. Polarite snarled and launched himself to his feet, rushing the pair but sliding past them. By the time she turned to face him he wasn’t there anymore.
Instead, he had plunged his fist in the man’s chest just before he hit the ground and yanked his starseed out. “You’re playing with fire, Salee,” he said roughly, pocketing the starseed with the others as he stepped closer to her one slow step at a time. A wicked smirk curved his lips as he stopped in front of her. Moving quickly, he reached up and grabbed her throat with one big hand. Not tight enough to choke off her air but…tight enough for a warning.
Pressing his thumb to the bottom of her jaw, he tilted her face up. “Mira, conejita… What if I was doing that with other women?” He moved closer, forcing her head to tilt back even further. “Hm? How would you feel if I let other women grind on my lap while I take their energy?” Not that he would. Maybe. It was true that Salee/Noa was the only woman for him, the love of his life and mother of his children, but ******** could she push his buttons sometimes.
[Mira, conejita = Look, bunny (Again, Google translate.)]
Playing with ******** she was just begining really.
Salee looked at the man with a cold detachment. Eh, he served his purpose…
She wasn't prepared for the hand to come at her throat though, and she couldn't really stop the small meep that came from her mouth. That look on her green eyes darkened significantly, a low growl coming from her throat. “You know EXACTLY what I would do, Polar.” The thought just made her see red, which is why her hand reached up lightning quick to fist a small hand in his hair, dragging him closer none too gently. “You know I’d rip that bitches seed out…But only after I brought her to her knees before me. Don't try to brat, papi….It doesn't look good on you.” Next was a severely swift kick that didn't have the full brunt of her strength but it should be enough to knock him quite a bit from her.
It was then that she got a sick idea in her mind.
Backing up a bit, she charged forward and leaped into the air, slamming both of her boots into his chest.
Why was it so damn sexy to see her riled up like that?
And then he understood why she did it to him.
It wasn’t going to get her out of trouble, though.
“Hypocrite,” he said with a smirk, laughing as she pulled his hair. He did like to see that fire in her eyes, but not enough to flirt with danger like she did. He grunted when she kicked him back a few steps, still grinning manically as he eyed her up and down. Damn, she really was sexy when she was mad. A minute later her boots met his chest - again - and sent him flying backwards. He hit a brick wall and left a dent in the building, but another laugh bubbled out of him. His gaze on her was dark but amused. There was a warning in the burning orange, but he was sure she wouldn’t pay heed to it.
He chuckled as he stood up, brushing the red dust off of his black clothes. And now, he was finished playing with her. Using his own speed, though not quite as fast as hers, he ran at her and body slammed her into the opposite wall. He pinned her there with his superior height and weight, bracing a foot against the concrete in case she got any more bright ideas about pushing him off of her.
“Ahora, mi reina,” he cooed as he leaned down closer to her face with his forearm pressing against her neck. This time he was pressing hard enough to begin to make breathing difficult. “Are you going to continue to make things worse for yourself?” He leaned closer and murmured close to her ear. “I might let you toss me around a little to prove a point about rank, General, but that ends as soon as we get home.” He nipped her earlobe before moving to whisper in her other ear. “At home? Oh, mi amor, you won’t be able to sit for a week, maybe more.”
[Ahora, mi reina = now, my queen || mi amor = my love]
Oh so he was thinking this was funny?
Salee raised an eyebrow in challenge, about to go all in again when she was suddenly slammed into the opposite wall, causing a small dent as well. There was a gasp of air [mostly in anger because that wall didn't hurt at all], and electric green eyes looked into the burnt orange. The forearm pressing into her throat making her actually try to breathe. In retaliation, Noa bared her teeth at him, slamming the heel of her boot into his thigh. “********. You. Captain.” With a manic glint in her eye that said she was committed, Salee managed to spit in Polar’s face, slamming her other foot into his thigh for leverage. /color]
Polarite’s head jerked back when she spit in his face, but he started laughing again and shoved his hair back. Both eyes were now revealed as well as the scar cutting down the left. “You’re done,” he said with a manic glint in his eyes before sweeping her legs out with one arm so she would land in his arms in a princess carry.
But that was too nice for his brat. With no gentleness at all he tossed her over his shoulder and slapped her a**. “Time to go home, conejita.”
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When Noa woke up next, she was so sore and out of it she almost didn't remember where she was. “Nnnnnnnggghhhh….” God that was the best sleep shes ever had….She stretched her arms and winced a little, but ultimately she was a-ok…
Till she tried to walk.
Okay so…..She was NOT a-ok….
Huh….Shes never been so ******** she couldn't stand or walk so good job big guy, this is why she loved the man really. Anyone else would have either left her or been to chicken s**t to do much. However, sitting on the floor for the rest of the day wasn't something she had plans to do all day. There was also the fact that….The twins were not even a “month” old so that meant……Nah, she wont get pregnant from this one. Deciding she didn't know where Idri was [probably next to her, the bed was pretty big] Noa took a deep breath with a grin and… “IDRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
That should wake him up if he wasn't already.
After he had bathed Noa and tended to all her bruises and marks, he had put her in nice clean sheets and crawled into bed beside her. Eventually, he drifted off.
Until she screamed his name like she was a ******** demon.
Oh wait.
“What? What’s wrong?” he asked in a panic as he shot upright. He turned to her and gave her a visual once over, knowing that he was so ********. Until he landed on her grinning face. “Bunni? Are you okay?” he asked, guilt and nerves clear in his expression.
“Huh? Nothing! I just tried to walk and fell hahaha!” She was grinning up at him like the gremlin that she was, reaching up towards him, she was already giggling, but that stopped the moment she saw the look on his face. “What’s wrong?” she tilted her head, looking at him with concern.
He huffed a quiet laugh and lifted her from the floor and back onto the bed. “It happened again,” he said. Like he had been afraid of. Not that her safeword had stopped him. Not her tears, not her pleas for him to stop. None of it. God, what the ******** was wrong with him?
“Oh?” Noa wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face into his shoulder, “Remember what I said back then?” As soon as they were in bed, she managed to crawl ontop of him, leaning down with a smile. “I told you I would be whatever you would need me to be when that happens. I'm prepared for it, Idri. Besides, I was the one that asked for it remember?” The shirt she was wearing slipped off of her shoulder as she sat up, head tilted while her mess of waves fell across her face. “Besides….Now that this is apparently going to be a possible recurring thing, just means I get to text Sak and show her my battle scars~” She lifted her fist in the air triumphantly, then she bounced her hips gently.
“Sides big guy….That? I’ve never slept that good ever….”
Idri slid his arms around her when she crawled into his lap. “You did, but you also told me to stop. Several times,” he said, then sighed as she continued. She really was okay. She wasn’t mad at him, and she wasn’t going to leave him, or take the babies away. “God, I don’t deserve you, Noa,” he murmured and held her closer. Her triumphant fist in the air made him chuckle and he kissed her cheek. “I’ll even help take pictures. I’m pretty sure I bit your back in a couple places…” Her hips, too.
A huff escaped him at her last comment. “Yeah, you were out like a light,” he said. She really was his perfect woman. He needed to hurry up and get her a ring.
