Jericho woke up to the of Phoenix going through his drawers. His back screamed in pain as he turned to get up, he stretched when he finally got up, allowing his back to pop with a throaty groan. His muscles tighten and flexed with each move he made, he ignored the fact that he was half naked nor did he care if she did, this was his house anyway.
"Not the most comfortable bed, but it's better then sleeping on the floor." --- Phoenix, still munching on Jericho's Sugar Bombs, watched as he stretched and groaned. She was leaning against the kitchen table and finally grinned. "You need some action, that's what. Get those muscles of yours back into form. Too bad you don't have the desire to leave this place."
As he dressed or whatever, Phoenix kept eating. Finally she said, "So what DO you do here anyway? Besides get drunk? You got enough booze to open your OWN bar, yanno? Least you're dedicated." She snorted a laugh. --- "And who fucking said I didn't want to leave?" he moved up close to her, his attempt to intimidate her was moving uncomfortably close to her and looking down at her, even though he wasn't much taller than her, "I've been leaving this area a few times, but this is my home, when I don't got shit to do, I'm here." He smirked before moving into the small bathroom.
The ex raider didn't leave the woman alone long, he still didn't trust her, but he didn't trust very many people. Not saying anything as he slipped into his undershirt and armor, then walking back over to her taking the box of sugar bombs from her hand, "Did you sleep well?" He popped a few of the treats into his mouth, "Did you still want me to show you around?" --- Oh it was so tempting to slip outside while he was in the bathroom - surely he'd not come barreling out of his home after her, pants around his knees and such else going on - but then again, the guy /did/ seem kinda nutters. Ex Raiders could be creepier than active Raiders, Phoenix decided and chose to stay where she was. It wouldn't make her day good having some foaming at the mouth, pants to the ankles, pissed off ex Raider after her.
Definitely not.
So she waited and, after he came back out and ate some food, she answered his questions. "Yeah, slept like a baby. Real relaxing too." A jab at his having to sleep against the door, no doubt, but not said /too/ meanly. He /was/ being polite, after all. "And sure, I'd like a tour... but I thought you wanted to know why I was here. And I still want to know if I could trust you to tell you or not. So... on that particular case, I'm not sure what can be done." --- "I've taken care of babies, you won't up crying every three hours looking for a tit to suck, so I doubt you slept like a baby." He joked while sling his rifle on his back and strapping his pistol to his hip, "But then again I won't mind giving you a spanking if it makes you feel like a fucking kid again." he seemed to be in a better mood then he was the day before, "And as for that trust issue, I don't trust you, you don't trust me. What the fuck should we do about that?"
He moved over to his pack of shit, making a quick check of the stuff inside, "I could always put you on a leash... I normally keep that shit for sex, but I'm sure I can use it for something else." HE gave a slight throaty laugh, "Guess it's a chance to see how much i can trust you to see if you would run off, you could have, when I took a piss, but you're still here. Guess it means something."
Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 11/?
"Not the most comfortable bed, but it's better then sleeping on the floor."
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Phoenix, still munching on Jericho's Sugar Bombs, watched as he stretched and groaned. She was leaning against the kitchen table and finally grinned. "You need some action, that's what. Get those muscles of yours back into form. Too bad you don't have the desire to leave this place."
As he dressed or whatever, Phoenix kept eating. Finally she said, "So what DO you do here anyway? Besides get drunk? You got enough booze to open your OWN bar, yanno? Least you're dedicated." She snorted a laugh.
---
"And who fucking said I didn't want to leave?" he moved up close to her, his attempt to intimidate her was moving uncomfortably close to her and looking down at her, even though he wasn't much taller than her, "I've been leaving this area a few times, but this is my home, when I don't got shit to do, I'm here." He smirked before moving into the small bathroom.
The ex raider didn't leave the woman alone long, he still didn't trust her, but he didn't trust very many people. Not saying anything as he slipped into his undershirt and armor, then walking back over to her taking the box of sugar bombs from her hand, "Did you sleep well?" He popped a few of the treats into his mouth, "Did you still want me to show you around?"
---
Oh it was so tempting to slip outside while he was in the bathroom - surely he'd not come barreling out of his home after her, pants around his knees and such else going on - but then again, the guy /did/ seem kinda nutters. Ex Raiders could be creepier than active Raiders, Phoenix decided and chose to stay where she was. It wouldn't make her day good having some foaming at the mouth, pants to the ankles, pissed off ex Raider after her.
Definitely not.
So she waited and, after he came back out and ate some food, she answered his questions. "Yeah, slept like a baby. Real relaxing too." A jab at his having to sleep against the door, no doubt, but not said /too/ meanly. He /was/ being polite, after all. "And sure, I'd like a tour... but I thought you wanted to know why I was here. And I still want to know if I could trust you to tell you or not. So... on that particular case, I'm not sure what can be done."
---
"I've taken care of babies, you won't up crying every three hours looking for a tit to suck, so I doubt you slept like a baby." He joked while sling his rifle on his back and strapping his pistol to his hip, "But then again I won't mind giving you a spanking if it makes you feel like a fucking kid again." he seemed to be in a better mood then he was the day before, "And as for that trust issue, I don't trust you, you don't trust me. What the fuck should we do about that?"
He moved over to his pack of shit, making a quick check of the stuff inside, "I could always put you on a leash... I normally keep that shit for sex, but I'm sure I can use it for something else." HE gave a slight throaty laugh, "Guess it's a chance to see how much i can trust you to see if you would run off, you could have, when I took a piss, but you're still here. Guess it means something."