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Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving	By : ElliotMacy Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Hi there! A quick note before you move on please be warned that this a (very) mature story, which means there will be heavy language, alcohol, sex, drugs, and violence.

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I Missed Yuh Too
“Che, I got us some food!” Octavio made his way to her bedroom to find Ajay shoving clothing into a small suitcase; more or less punching clothing into the suitcase, “Che. Are you going somewhere?” He pulled his mask off and shoved it his pocket. Ajay didn’t say anything, she just tossed Octavio her phone, which he caught without a problem. He slid his goggles off and pushed those into his other pocket as he read the message from HQ on her phone:
Please report to HQ at 0900 for your assignment. Pack warm clothing. Your return day will be Friday evening. At that time you will go straight into your match. More information for your match to follow.
Ajay was done packing by the time Octavio was done reading the message on her phone. He set her phone down on her bed and grabbed her hand. She followed him as he led her into the dining room. “Let’s just have fun tonight Che.” She smiled as they both sat down at the table. The wonderful scent of fried food filled Ajay’s soul. Octavio opened the bag that was waiting for them on the table. She watched as he pulled out deep fried potato tacos. Ajay laughed, “Silva. It’s been foreva! Where did yuh find these?” Octavio shrugged and smiled at her, “I know a guy.”
After they ate they somehow ended up in Ajay’s living room. They sat on the floor across from one another with their backs against the only two sofas in the room. Ajay had a bottle of rum and Octavio was working on his fifth glass of vodka and Red Bull. He blatantly stared at her shirtless chest. He had too much alcohol and drugs in his system to play the ‘I’m not looking game.’
“Silva? Whatcha starin at?” Octavio smiled at her and shrugged his shoulders as he looked down at his legs that were stretched out in front of him. Ajay finished her bottle of rum and set it to the side. She got onto her hands and knees and crawled over to him. When she got to him she stopped and gazed down at the upper portion of his left prosthetic. She balanced her body on one arm as she reached out with the other and ran her fingers over the inscription that she engraved in his leg so many years ago. Bleed, patch, and keep moving ~Che
She smiled at him and climbed into his lap. With a leg to either side of him she rested most of her weight on her knees. He sat extremely still as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her forehead to his and looked into his eyes, “Yuh still got dem same legs fast boy?” He laughed and set his drink down. He hesitantly placed his hands on each of her hips. “Why would I get rid of them Che?” His body was already aching for her.
Ajay briefly bit her lower lip and relaxed into his hands, “Thought yuh woulda found better ones by now.” He watched as she bit her lower lip; he knew exactly why she did that. He knew that Ajay only bit her lower lip for two reasons; she was nervous or something was very physically pleasurable to her.
He smirked at her and shook his head, “I could never replace perfection Che…” He trailed off as he stared into her eyes. His thumbs began to rub gently into her hips as they sat in silence. Ajay was suddenly aware that they were no longer talking about his legs. She became speechless when she realized that he was talking about her. He also came to a realization at that moment; he wasn't as wasted as he thought he was.
Octavio carefully debated his next move. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to get in between her and her boyfriend. He did know that he wanted to get in her. “Fuck it. Worth it.” He sat up and used his hands to pull Ajay closer to him, “Che. I have changed a lot to get here.” For once he wasn’t putting on a show, he was being honest with her. She nodded to him and laid her head against his shoulder. She moved her arms around his waist, “Apex made yuh change?”
He got a little more confidence with himself and removed his right hand from her waist. His fingers gently traced a line up and down her back. She closed her eyes and took in his scent. He felt like home and that was something she hadn’t felt in years. He was the only one that made her feel like that.
“Yes and no Che. The goal was always to make it big but when they offered me this contract and told me I needed to change I had no other choice but to take it because I had already lost you. Then, when I found out you were part of Apex I trained my ass off to get here.” She giggled against his neck; mostly from the alcohol and drugs. “Silva, yuh so silly.” He sighed because he knew that she was wasted. There was good chance that whatever he was saying to her was going in one ear and out the other.
He almost wished that he could get that wasted that quick but he couldn’t. Even without this dialyzer his body worked alcohol and drugs out of his system too fast. “It’s not a joke Che. I am here to be with you. Everything else is just a bonus. This job is just a job. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the job. I could never sit behind a desk. On the days I was struggling with turning my life around you were the light at the end of tunnel. I missed you.” He paused. “So much Che. So much.”
“Silva, I missed yuh too.” Ajay pressed her lips against Octavio’s neck. She left small kisses and bite marks upon his skin. He shuddered from her lips; they were just as he remembered them. Octavio slowly threw his head back against the sofa and ran his hands down her back until his fingers met the top of her shorts.
His fingertips pushed passed the waistband of her shorts until his fingers couldn’t go any further. He moved his fingertips along the lace of her panties, letting a sigh escape his lips as Ajay began sucking on his neck again. He pushed his hips into her; he had been hard for a while now. She was driving him crazy just like she always did.
Soon Octavio’s hands we’re up along Ajay’s back again. His fingers stopped when they found her bra. He gently worked the clasp until it opened. He moved his hands to her shoulders and pulled her bra straps down her arms. As she sat up, her breasts spilled out in front of him. His hands quickly grabbed her breasts like they were his reward for unclasping her bra.
Her nipples were hard as he rolled them between his fingers. Ajay tilted her head back and moaned. She eased her bra from her body and tossed it the floor. She met her eyes to his and stare lovingly at him. Octavio placed a hand on her upper back and pulled her against him until his face was drowning in her breasts. He sighed happily as she hugged his head with her arms; holding him tightly against her chest. He knew that if he were to die right now from being suffocated from her breasts, then he would die a happy man.
Octavio slid an arm under her ass and picked her up as he stood up. She giggled and held onto him tightly with her legs. She continued to smoother him with her breasts, really, because he wouldn’t pull his face out of them. He carried her down the hallway and to her bedroom. He pushed her phone and suitcase from the bed and then tossed her down onto the mattress.
Ajay worked on removing her shorts as Octavio removed his shirt. She glanced up at all the familiar and unfamiliar scars on his body as she got her shorts to her knees. She stared at his abs for a moment and then she finally snapped out of it and got her shorts off. She readjusted herself on the bed so that her head was hanging over the side. She played with her nipples as he got his shorts down and kicked them out of the way.
He looked at her as she looked at him; from her angle he was upside down. She removed a hand from her breast and used it to motion him over towards her, which he did happily. He stood in front of her, “Che…” He stopped and moaned as took his cock into her hand. She slowly stroked him a few times; it was so agonizingly slow for him. He reached over her and took her unoccupied breast into him hand.
Ajay ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft before guiding him into her mouth. He groaned as she took only the tip of him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue along the tip of his flesh like it was a lollipop. He squeezed her breast as she began to take more of him into her mouth. She worked his cock in and out her mouth while working her tongue along him. Octavio closed his eyes as she placed her hand on the back of his thigh.
Soon enough he was slowly rocking his hips back and forth, working his cock in and out of her mouth to the rhythm that she had created. He continued to squeeze her breast with one hand as his other hand found her neck. When he looked down, Ajay's lips were pressed against his body. His whole cock had disappeared into her mouth and down into her throat. He had to find something else to look at, other than her, or he would lose it too soon.
He shifted his eyes over her body as he tried to think about something other than how deep his cock was buried in her throat. His gaze traveled down along her stomach and settled on her black lace panties. He couldn’t help but hold a little bit of a grudge against Elliot when he saw her fucking panties. Octavio’s fingers wrapped around her neck as he began forcefully pushing himself in and out her mouth. Ajay moaned against his cock, which only made his grasp on her throat tighter and his rhythm faster.
Ajay removed her hand from his leg and quickly buried it under the waistline of her panties. Octavio watched as her hand disappeared under all the lace that covered her pussy. He just couldn’t seem to look anywhere else without almost losing it. He relinquished his hard flesh from her mouth and released his hand from her throat. She gasped for air as he got onto the bed with her. She looked over her bent knees at him with a semi-dazed smile.
Octavio wasted no time pushing her legs apart and running his hands down them until he reached her inner thighs. She was so warm and wet, “Che… Your thighs are wet.” Even through the alcohol and the drugs she still found a way to be embarrassed around him. She pulled her hand away from her breast and used it to cover her red face. He smiled as she covered her face but she didn’t bother to take her hand out of her panties.
His hands left her legs and moved up to her hips. He gently kissed along her inner left thigh before he eased her panties off of her body. He tossed her panties to floor and then looked down between her legs. He immediately felt weak as he watched pushing and pulling her fingers in and out of herself.
Her thighs were lightly glossed over in her own moisture. She was so wet that he could hear every movement she made with her fingers. Eventually Ajay pulled her fingers out of herself and rubbed her own moisture along her clit as she played with herself. She forced back a moan and gently worked herself towards an orgasm.
Ajay pulled her arm away from her face and looked over breasts at him. Octavio’s eyes were locked on the show that she was she was giving him. She moved her free hand down to her breast and gave it a light squeeze before playing with her nipple. She nearly screamed when Octavio grabbed her legs and pulled her onto the bed so that her head was no longer hanging off the side. “Enough Che.”
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