One-Shots

I was hanging out with Jinxx and Ashley in their tent. It was hotter than usual outside today and most of the Wild Ones had retreated into their own shelters. My black hair was pulled up in a high pony-tail to keep my hair from sticking to my back. I was wearing only a pair of shorts and a crop top that exposed my sleeves of tattoos, but still hid the tattoos of a tribal angel wing and devil wing on my back.

It was nice that there seemed to be a brief break in the war against F.E.A.R. They haven’t attacked in nearly a week and all was peaceful. The only disturbance seemed to be the constant teasing I was putting Andy through, but I couldn’t help it. He was just such an easy target. I didn’t tease him because I didn’t like him though; it was only because he would never do anything about it.

“Hey guys,” Andy said as he entered the tent.

His black hair was sticking to his neck and he looked like he was almost ready to pass out. I couldn’t understand why he insisted on wearing a leather vest and pants in nearly one-hundred degree weather. Jinxx noticed Andy’s slightly weak state and handed him a canteen full of water. Andy gladly chugged half of the canteen and handed it back to Jinxx.

“What’s up, Andy?” Ashley asked.

“I just wanted to discuss some strategies with you guys,” he said, sitting down next to Jinxx.

“Alright, do you want me to get the rest of the guys?” Jinxx asked.

“No. I already discussed this with them. Anyways, what I’ve noticed in every encounter we’ve had with the shadow demons is that in any instance they feel threatened; they disappear in a wisp of smoke. So, my thought was, if we show up with all of the members of our army at the entrance of their base we can have CC use his power of superhuman strength to scare them off briefly.”

“How would CC be able to scare them exactly?” I asked.

“Well, he could punch the earth to cause a minor earthquake, just enough to spook the shadow demons. While they are in their misty vapor state, we charge the entrance. There may be casualties, of course, but we’ll have cornered them. What do you guys think?”

“It’s better than anything else we’ve come up with so far,” Jinxx said.

“Agreed,” Ashley seconded.

Andy turned his attention to me.

“What do you think, Nyxx?”

“It’s pretty well thought out for you, kid. Did you write out your plan in Crayons too?” I smirked.

Andy glared at me and the rest of the guys held back a chuckle. If there was anything that Andy hated as much as F.E.A.R., it was being called a kid.

Andy got up from the floor and exited the tent silently.

“You know, maybe you should try teasing him less,” Jinxx offered.

“I will once he actually responds to it. If you’ve noticed, he never says anything. He just takes it, glares at me and walks away. I kinda don’t get it. He’s this powerful leader that even F.E.A.R. is scared of, yet he just lets me tease him.”

“That’s cause he likes you,” Jinxx said as if it were obvious.

“Ha ha, yeah right!” I scoffed.

“Andy and Nyxx sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G,” Ashley sang.

“Dude, shut up,” I chuckled.

“Admit it, you like him too,” Ashley prodded.

I bit my lip and felt my cheeks grow warm.

“Ohhh, you like him!” Jinxx and Ashley said together.

“You know,” Jinxx said, “you should just tell him. I mean, we may all die tomorrow if things don’t work out. Plus, it may work as a confidence booster for both of you.”

“So this is all about strategy for you now?” I asked.

“Well, anything that would keep us from dying would be kind of nice,” Ashley smirked.

I rolled my eyes at them. Well at least some people had their priorities sorted out.

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Lydia had finished cooking dinner for everyone in camp. Andy had been in seclusion ever since he discussed his plan with Jinxx, Ashley and I. I was slightly worried, but at the same time it was also classic Andy. If he had an idea, he would keep to himself until it was perfect.

“Andy?” I asked as I entered his tent.

He grunted in response. He was bent over his make-shift desk in the corner of the tent.He disposed of a worn out book and put it in the small bookcase he had.
I walked up behind him and placed my hand on his shoulder.

“Come on, Andy. You’ve been in here for hours. Dinner’s ready and every little boy needs his food,” I said.

Suddenly, Andy got up from his chair and pinned my body against his bookcase. His blazing blue eyes gazed into my neon green ones. The sexual tension was almost tangible.

“I’m not a little boy,” he growled.

“Then show me,” I breathed.

He seemed to have a brief battle in his mind before he pressed his lips to mine. I let him take the lead and slip his tongue into my awaiting mouth. If he wanted to prove to me how much of a man he was, I wasn’t going to stop him. The anticipation of what possibilities laid ahead caused a clenching in my lower area.

He pinned my hips against the bookcase with his strong, calloused hands. His lips left a trail of kisses down my neck and I couldn’t help but let out a breathy moan. His teeth replaced his lips and he sucked on my skin as he bit down. My eyes rolled up into my head and I grabbed onto his hair to keep at least a small amount of composure.

His fingers curled around the waistband of my shorts and slowly slid them and my underwear off of me. He continued to leave hickies on my neck as his fingers brushed over my sex. Goose bumps appeared all over my skin and I bit my lid to avoid moaning. He inserted a finger into me and I gasped quietly. He started pumping and eventually added a second finger. He moved his fingers in a scissoring motion inside of me and I threw my head back as I couldn’t control myself anymore. I released onto his fingers and he withdrew his fingers. He stared into my eyes as he licked my juices off of his fingers. My whole body was screaming at him to just take me already.

He lightly pushed me down onto the bed. I took off my crop top, revealing my breasts. Andy’s eyes were burning with hunger as he looked at me. He stripped off his vest and pants. I licked my lips as his erection sprung free. I could’ve hit my second orgasm just thinking about that in me.

He crawled on top of me and kissed my lips passionately, and as hard as I tried to focus on his kiss, my thoughts were focused feeling his member on the inside of my thigh. Andy broke the kiss and positioned himself before thrusting into me. I cried out in pleasure as he continuously slammed into me. His member repeatedly hit my g-spots and I felt myself slipping once again. Andy released into me and sent me over the edge. I cried out his name as I climaxed again. Andy continued to thrust, letting us ride out our highs, before slowly removing himself.

I breathed heavily as I laid my head on Andy’s chest.

“So, did I prove my masculinity to you?” Andy asked, amusement cloaking his voice.

“You did more than just that,” I breathed.

“Does this mean that you’ll stop teasing me about being a kid?”

“That wouldn’t be fun,” I pouted, “besides, why would I want to if it earns such a reaction out of you?”

Andy chuckled and pressed his lips to my nose.

“I think we may have missed dinner,” I noted as I traced the tattoos on Andy’s chest.

“That’s alright. I’m suddenly not hungry anymore.”

I blushed a little bit, but then a depressing thought entered my mind.

“Do you really think some of us will die tomorrow?” I asked.

“It’s sort of inevitable, but I hope to god that you aren’t one of them,” he muttered.

“I don’t want you to die either,” I sighed.

“Let’s not think about that, okay? Let’s just enjoy us while we can,” he smiled sadly.

“Okay,” I mumbled, curling up closer to him, enjoying him for possibly the last hours of our lives.

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