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Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving	By : ElliotMacy Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Just Go Away
It was hard for Octavio to sit as still as he did. It had been a very long time since he had been confined to one place. He watched as the afternoon light washed over Ajay’s face and body. He knew in his heart that there was nowhere else that he would rather be then right here with her. He actually wasn’t hating this slow paced stay in bed type situation. He was rather comfortable with this beautiful woman laying naked across him.
It had been a few hours since he had stimmed her and patched her up. The color was already returning to her soft skin. She felt warm again, even her pulse felt stronger. Octavio couldn’t help but stare as the light graced her gorgeous body. His fingers played with her hair; it was so much longer than it was when he had last seen her. She looked so much different too. She had definitely grown up a lot.
Ajay fingertips ran along Octavio’s arm as she began to wake up. She pried her eyes open and tried to make sense of her surroundings. She felt like someone had piled a ton of bricks on top of her. As she sat up she felt like she was fighting to push all of the bricks off of her; like they were weighing her down. She was fully convinced that someone had left bricks in her bed.
She shifted her weight to her right hip and leaned onto her right hand. She rubbed her eyes in an attempt to get the world back into focus. The cool air from her sent chills along her skin as the blankets fell from her body. Octavio could see all of the color rush to her face as his eyes traveled along all of her naked curves. “Silva?”
Her brain couldn't fully comprehend why Octavio was in her bed. When she realized that she was naked, she panicked and quickly grabbed the sheet. She wrapped the sheet around herself and tumbled out of bed onto her feet. It took her moment to adjust her sore body as she stood up straight. Ajay was about to yell at Octavio but when she looked down at him, he was splayed out naked on her bed.
Ajay had inadvertently taken the only thing covering both of them and was now using it to cover herself. She didn’t know if her face could turn a darker shade of red but if it could then it would have right at that moment. She quickly turned around and tried to hide her face. She looked over to see his clothing draped across the nearby chair. “Why are his clothes off? What in da fuck happen last night…”
Octavio laughed at her reaction, “Damn Che, that’s harsh. That hasn’t happened to me in a very long time.” He wasn’t lying about that part. When she didn’t say anything to him he continued to tease her, “Come on Che. It’s not like you haven’t see me naked before.” Ajay grabbed his clothes and threw them at him, “Get dressed and get outta here.”
She couldn’t look at him because she didn’t want him to see the embarrassment plastered all over her face. He was right though, she had seen him at this worst and naked. She had seen every single inch of his body on many occasions; even before he had prosthetics. “So why is dis any different? GET YUH SHIT TOGETHA! DID YUH SLEEP WIT HIM?”
After that last thought she couldn’t make eye contact with him because what if they had in fact slept together. She had been so mad at him for so long and if she had threw all of the pain and heartache away for a one night stand because she was fucked up on drugs and alcohol, then she could never live it down. Octavio was still laying naked in her bed.
He stared intently at her body; he did not have a problem seeing her naked. He shifted his gaze over to Ajay’s mirror. He smiled when he noticed that he could see her face in the mirror. Octavio didn’t think that his smile could get any bigger but he felt like his face was going to break from smiling when he saw how red her face was in the mirror. He wondered why she was being so shy; it was almost like they were teenager again.
His gaze only lingered a little bit longer before he sat up and stretched. He quickly got his shorts and shirt on, “Okay Che. I’m dressed.” He struck a pose as she peeked over her shoulder at him to make sure that he wasn’t messing with her like he normally did. “Good, now get out.” Octavio dropped his shoulders, “Not happening Che.” She turned around with the sheet clutched to her chest, “I’m not messin round wit dis boy. It’s time ta leave Silva.” Her face was no longer red from blushing it was red from anger.
Octavio shook his head at her and stood his ground. He crossed his arms over his chest and gave his a serious look, “You almost died last night. I’m not leaving Che. No way!” She could hear the concern in his voice. She sighed and turned around. She really didn’t have any idea what he was talking about. “Fine. Whateva. Silva. Just don look so I can get dressed.” Octavio nodded and sat down on her bed. He closed his eyes so that she could get dressed, “You got it Che!” His voice was playful as he crossed his fingers behind his back. “Keep my eyes closed. Pft, you’re crazy Che. I wasn’t born yesterday.”
Ajay looked at Octavio for a moment. She could see that his eyes were closed but she didn’t necessarily trust him. She quickly waved a hand in front of his face but he didn’t move or even flitch. She stared at him a little bit longer and shrugged. “Are you done yet Che? I am so bored.” She rolled her eyes at him and turned around. “Nah I’m just gettin started.” Her body shivered as she released the sheet to the floor.
Octavio opened his eyes just in time to see Ajay turn around. He watched as the sheet fell from her body. He was very quiet as he stared at her bare ass. He dug his fingers into the bed as he resisted the urged to grab her ass. He hadn’t really looked at her earlier, when he was patching her up. He was too worried about saving her life not about observing every inch of her and thinking about what he could do with it.
He peered over to the mirror to get a full frontal view of her while she was still naked. "Ugh Che..." He eyed her nipples as they stood rigid from the cool air. He knew that her breasts and nipples would look a hell of a lot better in his hands and mouth. He watched her breasts bounce with each and every single movement that she made. He got lost staring at her body and wondering what it would like to be inside of her again.
Ajay pulled a black bra and black lace panties out of her dresser drawer and she didn’t rush to put them on. “Yep just take it slow Che.” He watched her bend over and pull her panties up around her waist. “Why… you don’t really need panties? Do you?” He watched as she gathered her breasts and locked them into her stupid bra. He could clearly see a valley of cleavage that her bra had created once her breasts were in it. “Okay, the he bra is okay. But I still don’t see a point with the panties.”
Octavio watched as she leaned into the closest to pick out a shirt. The way her panties framed her ass was amazing. He wanted to reach out a grab her ass but he restrained himself yet again. He stared at her panties for a moment, and the longer that he stared at them the more they started to look familiar. He couldn’t quite place where had seen those exact pair of panties before but he knew that he had seen them somewhere He continued to sit perfectly still and enjoyed the show that she was unknowingly putting on for him.
He smiled, “Che are you done yet?” He continued to watch her in the mirror. She stopped everything that she was doing and rolled her eyes, “Nah, quit bein so impatient.” He watched her adjust her bra in the mirror. “You know Che, you got to see me naked and I have already seen you naked so...” He was clearly teasing her and seeing how much he could get away with.
She began to blush again as she thought about his naked body in her bed. She then thought about her naked body on top of his naked body. “Nah, don let him sweet talk yuh.” She sighed, “Just keep yuh eyes and yuh mouth shut.” Octavio was trying not to laugh as he stalled for time so that he could admiring her semi-naked body just a little bit longer. He liked knowing that he could make her blush so much in just a short amount of time.
She threw on a black tank top with some white writing on it that read Flyer Liar. It took Octavio a moment to make out what the writing said because it was backwards in the mirror. When he did finally make out the writing, he almost laughed out loud when he saw the name of Ajay’s old band; it felt nostalgic to him. He missed the band days; well until she left with the band because that kind of sucked for him. Ajay was killer on the drums; he never really understood why she stopped playing.
Ajay slipped on a pair of black jean shorts. He watched as her shorts clung tightly to her body and outlined her hips and cute ass. “Come on Che. Quit teasing me. You’re doing this on purpose.” Octavio hurried to close his eyes as Ajay finished getting dressed. He hoped that she didn’t see him peeking at her but if she did, then he would just let her know that he did have his fingers crossed behind his back and that it was her fault because she didn't check.
She turned around and walked back over to him. She waved her hand in front of his face once again. Octavio just sat there; he didn’t move an inch. She sighed because now she had no excuse not to talk to him if he wanted to talk to her. “Okay. Yuh can look.” He raised an eyebrow, “Finally, I was getting so bored.” Ajay threw the sheet at his face and shook her head. “Yuh always bored. Yuh can hardly eva sit still.”
“Che, I was joking.” He pulled the sheet away from his face and tossed it over his shoulder and back onto the bed. Ajay picked up her back and tossed it onto her sore body. He stood up, “Where are you going?” She looked around her room for her phone, “Trainin. Then we got a match tonight.” He pried her backpack from her shoulders; like a parent taking a toy away from a child, “Even if there was a match tonight you are in no condition to compete.” He set her backpack down on the floor next to her bed.
She could feel her body getting tense and upset because he took her backpack away, “Whatcha mean even if there was a match? We’re supposed ta have duos every night dis week. Where’s mi phone?” Octavio shook his head, “Nah, everything is cancelled until Friday. So we have a few days to relax and do other things if you catch my drift.” Ajay clenched her fists and Octavio could see that his teasing was only making her cute face turn into a cute angry face.
Octavio shuffled through the mess of bedding on her bed to find her phone. “You know Che, if you would take better care of your stuff then it would be easier to find your phone.” He quickly located her phone so that he wouldn’t receive any type of physical punishment from the statement that he just made. He held her phone out to her. She snatched her phone and sat down on the bed as she turned the screen on and began reading the text message from HQ:
Legends:
Due to recent events, glitches, and malfunctions with equipment all matches are postponed until Friday. Details to follow.
The message was short and to the point. Ajay laid back on the bed with her legs hanging over the side. She dropped her phone beside her on the bed. Octavio looked down at her, “Che.” He paused as she moved her forearm over her eyes; she didn’t want to look at him. “Che, we should talk.” She definitely didn’t want to talk to him. She was still so mad at him and not just because he just showed up out of the blue; that was only part of a much larger problem. At this point she just wanted him to leave so that she could continue to avoid any more conflict.
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