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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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The Stranger’s Side
The Stranger’s Point of View
It would be a lie if he said he hadn’t noticed her before. Her poster was plastered to every media stand and news outlet around the city. She was the well sought after Legend that joined the games months prior but had yet to make an appearance, until now. He had seen her on television just hours ago and now he was laying eyes on her in person. She was the newest Legend of the televised battle royale, Apex Legends. He was just amazed that he was sitting in the same bar as her.
He was so impressed that she won a one-on-one battle against such a revered Legend and that she had even managed to get her teammates back before winning. “Yep. She was a certified badass.” He quickly looked away from her when she looked at him. Her hair was so long and much more red in person. He just wanted to talk to her and touch her and do unspeakable things to her. “So many unspeakable things…”
By the time that he was out of his own head he noticed that the bar was starting to clear out and quite honestly he wasn’t ready to talk to a Legend in front of her Legend friends. “What would I even say to her? Hey, I saw you on TV. Do you wanna come hang out at my place so that I can do unspeakable things to you? Nope, I definitely can’t say that to her.” He gave her one more glance but this time his gaze had more of a longing to it. He paid her tab as he paid his own and left the bar.
The air cool greeted him as he stepped outside of the Drunk Nessie. It was a nice change from the warm, stale bar air. He really wasn’t looking forward to going home, alone, again, but what other choice did he have. He began his walk of shame towards his apartment. He strolled about a block or so away from the bar and just stood there. The distant glow of stars in the night sky caught his eye and provided a great distraction to his current dilemma.
He was still thinking about her as he watched the stars glitter across the night sky. He also thought about how he should have drank way more alcohol. “I am not even buzzed.” He sighed in disbelief. If it were any other woman then she would have been harassing him at the bar. But she was not just any other woman, she was special. “Bingo!” He was not going to waste this opportunity. He was going to go back to the bar and stalk her like any other guy would do. He quickly turned around but was stopped right in his tracks was a THUD.
Instinctively he grabbed whoever he just ran into, or who ran into him, and pulled them up. As fast as he helped the person to stand up the same person immediately face planted into chest. The prolonged period of time the person spent face planted against his chest was making him feel a little uncomfortable. “Are they sniffing my chest now? Okay, this is getting weird… even for me.” When the person started to stand up and pull their face from his chest he realized who the person actually was. Paralysis immediately overtook his body.
“Her hands are still on my chest.” His heart raced underneath her fingers. He could not believe how close she was to him. His hands were tense on her upper back, supporting her so that she didn’t fall over. He didn’t want her to fall and get hurt. He really just didn’t want to let go of her. Her body felt nice in his hands. He just stared at her face, which looked a little flush despite her perfect light chocolate complexion. “Maybe she had too much to drink?” He watched her until she finally met her chestnut eyes to his gaze.
“Ar… Ar… Are you okay Miss?” he stammered. His body language was so self-assured but sometimes his speech didn’t add up to how he portrayed his himself. “Uh, not this speech impediment again. I thought I was done with this.” He stared at her while he tried to get his speech under control. She was even more gorgeous up close and personal. There was a moment of udder, awkward silence between them. “I hope that I didn’t scare her. Am I being weird?”
He was relieved when he watched her nod and respond, “I’m fine. Thank yuh.” He was staring at her again but he was pretty sure that she was staring at him too. He relaxed his hands and moved them down her back just a little. He really wanted to explore her body further but he also didn’t want to get slapped in the face. Well he didn’t mind the slapping, it was really the rejection that he the most afraid of. So he let his hands rest where they were. “Yeah. This is nice.”
A smile lingered on his face as he let out a sigh of relief, “Good. I would hate to see you get hurt.” He was finally able to get out a whole sentence without fumbling the words along the way. “I saw you.” He paused for a moment to collect his thoughts. “At the bar.” His hands were now on the lower part of her back, pushing the boundaries as much as he could. “I have never seen anyone so beautiful before in my life. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”
He felt her move closer to him as she spoke, “I noticed.” He leaned his face down towards her as he moved his hands further down her backside until her was cupping her ass in his hands. He refrained from squeezing her ass as tight as he could. It was very, VERY hard not to squeeze her ass as hard as he could. “What is going on? Maybe I did have enough to drink. Maybe I am drunk. Am I dreaming? Is this really happening?!”
He began to inch his head closer to hers. He had to think about his breathing and calm himself down before he hyperventilated in her face. His face was almost connected to with hers. He focused his attention to her features which left him staring into her eyes and moving his lips towards hers. He could feel the heat radiating from her face.
His advancement was abruptly stopped by a single finger to his lips. He then felt his face being pushed back, just a little bit, by that single finger. He looked at her a little worried and almost sick. “Awww man! Did I screw up already…” He couldn't figure out where he went wrong. "I complimented her. She didn't slap me. I grabbed her ass. She didn't slap me. I tried to kiss her because I thought that she wanted me to kiss her and she stopped me... but she still didn't slap me. There is hope!"
He listened to her as she whispered to him. “Okay. Cool. One-time thing. I can handle that. Can I handle that? Yeah. I can handle that. I think I can handle that.” He laughed a little, mainly because he was nervous. He gave her ass a tight squeeze and began to lift her up by her tight ass. He was satisfied when her arms were around his neck and her legs around his waist. He was so hard, which made his pants so tight, which made it a bit difficult for him to walk.
He thought that she felt incredibly light in his arms as he carried her. She felt so right in his arms. He set his eyes to a dark alleyway nearby and carried her into it. He placed her back roughly against the wall for support and rubbed his fingers along her ass. “Is… Is… Is… Is this okay?” He whispered into her ear. It was so dark in the alleyway that it would it cover up any mistakes that he might make.
He was surprised when she didn’t answer but he was more surprised when her answer came in the form of a kiss instead. He kissed her back hard, pushing her into the wall. Their lips parted and their tongues met in a frenzy. He gave her ass one last squeeze as he set her gently in a standing position. He felt her fingers dance on his neck, they were magical. He didn’t want her to stop touching him.
His body ached for her as he pressed himself firmly against her. As they kissed he felt one of her hands pull away from his neck, down his chest, and to the front of his pants. He felt her loosen his pants and then her hand was on him with a slight pause. It took everything in him not cum right at that moment. He was tense for just a moment but relaxed against her hand. When she began rubbing his cock, all he could do was moan into her mouth.
“This is actually happening… Am I dreaming?” He shuddered at her touch and pulled his lips away from hers. He kissed the side of her neck all the way up to her ear. He felt his pants give way some more as she pushed them down and began to slowly stroke the length of his cock. He gently kissed her ear and whispered to her, “Where do you want me to cum?” She giggled and moved her mouth to his ear and whispered back to him. All he could do was smile to her perfect answer.
He was holding back everything as she continued to move her hand up and down his warm hard shaft. He excitedly kissed her when she pulled him into a hard kiss. He watched her kneel in front on him and pull his pants all the way down in one motion. His cock was swollen with anticipation as she took only the tip of him into her mouth.
He almost had to think about something else to keep from exploding on contact when his cock met her lips. He let her set the pace and soon enough he placed one hand on her shoulder and the other hand on the wall to brace himself as she worked her mouth along the length off his cock. Her mouth was warm, her tongue was magical, and apparently she knew exactly what she was doing. When she picked up the pace he moved his hand from her shoulder and lost his fingers in her soft hair.
He took a handful of hair and pushed his cock into her mouth. “She doesn’t seem to mind.” He became more forceful with his movements, so much so that he was using his hand on the wall to steady himself with each thrust into her mouth. He couldn’t help himself almost regrettably he looked down. His whole cock was in her mouth, her lips touched his body. It was at that point that his body lost control and shot everything he had into her mouth per her request.
He slowly released her hair and watched as she back off of him at her own pace. It only took a few seconds for him to recover. He smiled down to her, whether she could see it or not. He was almost rushed as he got his pants back on. He put his hands out to offer her some help up from her sitting position on the ground.
As soon as she took his hands he pulled her to her feet and forced her against the wall. When he heard her giggle he could assume that she must have consumed copious amounts of alcohol at the bar. His lips met her neck and his hand began squeezing her left breast through her shirt. He felt her relax and tilt her head back and soon enough her giggles turned into happy sighs. He played with her breast a little more before quickly moving his hands down her slender body.
He managed to get her shorts and lace panties down her legs in one swift motion. “Oh god, lace. This woman is driving me crazy.” Both her panties and shorts were at her ankles in no time. He looked up at her, almost for approval, though he knew he didn’t need it and he wouldn’t wait for it either. He felt her gaze down at him and then he felt her fingers gently move his hair from in front of his face. He beamed with excitement and motioned for her to lift her right leg up. When she followed his motion he removed her panties and shorts from her right ankle and threw her leg over his shoulder.
He began to part her legs with his hands. She was so wet that she was slick all the way down her thighs. “Yep, I did that. That was all me.” He was quite proud of himself. He kissed up her left thigh as she leaned her head back again. He could feel how warm she was as he approached her pussy with his face. He used a single finger from the top of her pussy to the bottom to open her slit. She was so, so wet.
He dipped his finger inside of without any hesitation. He followed the first finger with a second finger. He debated adding a third but she was already tight around the two fingers that he had inside of her. He ran his tongue along her slit before meeting her clit. She tasted sweet to him. He moved his fingers in and out her with ease. “Did I make her more wet? HOW?!” He was surprising himself left and right tonight.
He licked her clit with light pressure from his skillful tongue. He could feel her fingers in his hair. It was a light touch at first and then progressively she was pulling forcing his face into her. He could hear her sweet moans. “Yep. I am making her do that. That’s all me again.” He brought his free arm up around her waist. He pulled her into him and helped steady her while simultaneously pushed her swollen pussy into his face.
He knew exactly what he was doing. It wasn’t much longer until he could feel her tremble on his face. Her body felt weak in his arms as her moans turned into a screams. Her wet folds grew tight around his fingers. He felt her almost collapse on top of his face, which he really didn't mind. He pulled his face away from her warm thighs to watch her. He pushed his cheek against her mound and hugged her tight against him until she came down from her climax.
When he thought that she was little more level headed he helped back into her clothes. He couldn't help but applaud himself internally as he felt the damp fabric of her lace panties. “Oh god the lace again." He pulled her panties up and then her shorts. He wanted to be gentle with her. Everything that they had done tonight was special to him. He was thoughtful with each item of clothing that he reluctantly put back on her beautiful body. “Ugh. Why does this have to end so soon.”
When he was done dressing her, which he did as agonizingly slow as he could, he stood back up with her wallet in his hand. He was surprised when she pulled him into her for another kiss. Their tongues met and he could taste himself and her as she forced her way into his mouth; it was amazing. He was disappointed when she broke off the kiss so abruptly. He stood there speechless and dumbfounded as this beautiful woman was already walking away. “Miss…. Miss….” He was too late, she didn’t hear him. He stood there holding her wallet.
He sighed in confusion and lust. He didn’t know whether to be happy, upset, or satisfied so he just decided to be flat out confused; which probably wasn't anything new for him. He walked out of the alleyway with her wallet in hand. The sun was starting to break through the night sky and pour over the city. He opened her wallet to look for some sort identification; an address of some sort to return her wallet to. “Maybe see her again?” He smirked at his own thoughts. He dug through her wallet and found a few things:
The first thing he found was a business card for Silva Pharmaceuticals. On the back side of the card was the word Stim was written out in someone’s handwriting.
The next thing he found was another business card with a familiar logo on it. The same logo that was on Lifeline’s headband. Underneath the logo it read Kodai Industries. On the back side of the card the word Northstar was written in much nicer handwriting.
The next thing he found was a picture of some little kid in a mask. Nothing was written on the back of the picture. The picture, itself, was deteriorating and seemingly old. “Maybe a Halloween picture?”
The last thing he found was a card tucked away in the back. It was a hard plastic card and on it there was a picture of the woman that he had just met, or picture herself in television form. Underneath the picture there was printed text that read:
Legend
Lifeline
Real Name
Ajay Che
There was clause about if found please return to, “Blah blah blah blah. Just a work address.” At least now he knew her real name. He placed everything back in her wallet in the order that he thought he pulled it out in. He was exhausted from his encounter with Ajay. He planned to stop by the work address after resting for a few hours. This woman, or Ajay, worked him hard. He didn’t live far from HQ and it’s not like he hadn’t been there before, in fact he had been there quite frequently.
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