Morning Glory – GS.


Waking in each other’s arms, Tommy and Elissa realize this was more than just a one night stand.

Scene setting : Elissa’s apartment.

Co-written with VunG.


Razorbackwriter:  There it was. That gorgeous purr of Elissa’s – Tommy’s sleeping beauty. He wasn’t at all sorry for waking her up. Not when he had the chance to hear her, to see that beautiful smile. With her lying on him and using her arms to prop herself up, he reached around and placed both hands neatly on her buttocks. Nothing better that getting reacquainted with her peachy rear. He absently stroked the soft mounds as he savored the moment. Tommy’s eyes fell upon hers and they were locked in a wonderment at this gorgeous creature in his arms. He had slept so soundly after their bedroom adventures, and now he was feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed. Naturally, he felt a stirring a bit lower but he knew when he had bitten off more than he could chew. As much as he fancied the idea of not getting out of bed for a week, they both had jobs and real lives outside the bedroom door. Then and there Tommy decided that he did want more of this. More of Elissa. A hell of a lot more.

“A guy could get used to this.” Mirth clearly seen as his smile widened. He gave Elissa’s backside a smack before kissing her forehead. She may not be in love with him yet, but he sure as hell was on the road to it. Tommy inhaled the scent of her hair, as again he let his nose move through her locks. He enjoyed her. Not just her body, but her wit, her beauty, and above all her heart. The reporter wanted so much to make it his. This would mean many romantic nights, and he was already planning how to woo her. He’d go all out if he had too. Hopefully it wouldn’t be over the top.

He lifted his head up and then looked down at those ripe red lips. His own parted as he ran his tongue along the top row of his teeth.

“If you don’t get up, I am not going to be able to hold myself back.” A playful warning, sure. They had things to do. Frank to see for one. Tommy didn’t really want to spoil what was a perfect moment, but the weight of the world was now starting to press down.

“Can I borrow a toothbrush?”



VunG:  Heh, Tommy really was incorrigible wasn’t he? Not that she minded, though right now she felt like she didn’t think that she would be able to handle another go right now. Their wild romp was absolutely amazing though, and as he laid there stroking her, she almost wished that she was able to go again. This would definitely have to be something they did again, she wanted to spend more time with this wonderful man, to get to know him inside and out. That said, right now she was a little preoccupied by his goofy actions, and to his words she smiled charmingly and began drawing circles and figure eights on his chest, propping herself up on her good arm and examining his body again. Tommy was a wonderful, intelligent, compassionate, and downright entertaining person, and she truly enjoyed his company. A whispered “Mmhmm” would be his response to getting used to this; even if this never became romantic, she damn well wanted to stay around him for a long while.

Though, part of her wondered how true those words he’d said about him falling for her were true. It didn’t scare her or anything silly like that, but it was an interesting thought. Well, she’d find out in time, wouldn’t she? After his soft kisses, she looked to him and grinned at his joking threat that he’d likely be unable to hold himself back, rolling her eyes. Flicking his nose lightly, she went ahead and rolled off him, sitting on the edge of the bed and stretching with a silent yawn. His question was a little odd, though when she touched her own teeth with her tongue, she definitely understood why and gave him a nod, getting up herself to head that same direction… though not before stretching again, a few soft cricks coming out. Hrmm… hopefully she wasn’t getting too old, she was only thirty after all. Heh, ‘only’ thirty.


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy threw back the sheet and rolled off the bed to be standing up straight. He arched his back, placing his hands down at the small of his back – still naked as the day he was born. A few light stretches and he thudded over to the bathroom, where a welcoming shower awaited. Tommy still had his change of clothes in a small sports bag, since he never got dressed the first time he tried that morning. The sound of the hot water jets on the tiles, followed by the glass sliding panel gliding across was the clues that Tommy wasn’t waiting for any invitations. Snatching up the soap, he lathered his torso and lower regions well, whistling as he did so. He tipped his head under the shower nozzle, and soaked his hair right through. His silhouette could just be made out through the opaque glass door, and every so often you would see either his forearm or his backside pressed against it. It wasn’t the biggest shower cubicle in the world, but then again, Tommy was not a small man. Steam soon filled the bathroom, as Tommy scrubbed, washed and cleansed himself from his wild tryst with Elissa.

The door finally slid back, allowing yet another cloud of steam to escape. The bathroom mirror was now completely fogged up, yet that didn’t bother Tommy. Without even drying himself down, he stepped across to the vanity and found a new toothbrush. Elissa must change them regularly, he thought to himself. Happily, he started brushing his teeth, his naked body dripping water onto the floor. It was moments like these you could see that Tommy wasn’t exactly polished. Any sane woman would be barking at him to clean up the floor, in case someone slipped.

Spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste foam, he wiped his hand in a circle in the mirror and checked his teeth -baring them at the reflection in the mirror. Looking good. His hair was a shaggy mess of wet locks, and he shook his head twice before letting it settle in place.

That was enough for him.

Snatching up a towel, he hung it loosely around his hips and strolled back into the bathroom, jerking his thumb back at the mess he left.

“Shower’s free.”

He bent over the sports bag and unzipped it, looking for his clothes. Shirt, pants, jocks, socks….nah, he wasn’t going to wear the tie today. His towel dropped to the floor, as he bent over to start putting on his undies. Giving Elissa, one hell of a view.



VunG:  Elissa would be a little slower to get moving, but she was more than happy to watch Tommy’s journey to the bathroom, watching his fine booty all the while. Eventually she would get the worst of her kinks out and walk over to the bathroom, also stark naked and not really caring since, you know, this was her house. Her eyes trailed over his sihlouette while he went about washing, perhaps feeling a little weird about how voyeuristic she was being, but considering what had just happened didn’t particularly care. He was a touch small for that shower though… granted she wasn’t the biggest person ever so perhaps that was more his fault. Oh well. Eventually she would go about brushing her own teeth, still watching him the whole while, and once finished would start getting out the stuff to replace her bandage, though waiting until she had showered to do so.

When he got out, she would go ahead and get out of his way, though would get distracted when she realized that he was pretty much making a slippery mess out of her floor. Well, guess house manners were the one bit of training that he didn’t come with; she could live with that. Sighing in good humor, she tossed a towel over to the affected area and signed to him, ~Your mess, your work.~

Of course, as he mentioned that the shower was free, she was about to head in herself when she turned just in time to see him moving to put his underwear on, his wonderful posterior proudly displayed for her. Grinning wickedly, she darted over quickly, and gave him a frighteningly strong smack on the bum, leaving a bright red handprint for him. Of course, she didn’t wait for ‘retaliation,’ which she was certain would come, she just darted over to the shower and stuck his tongue out at him as she closed the door. With that, she went about the process of cleaning herself up from their bit of love making, also perfectly visible in silhouette as she went. Actually, if Tommy stuck around the bathroom to watch, she might start dancing a little for him; nothing masterful, but he wasn’t the only one that had some moves.


Razorbackwriter:  ~WHACK!~

The sudden stinging sensation of a right royal spanking had Tommy stand upright in a flash. Wow, and did it sting. He instantly reached around to touch his now glowing ass cheek, his mouth having fallen open in surprise. She smacked him! And not just a love pat, this was like a horse bite. “You cheeky bitch!” Tommy exclaimed, rubbing his now throbbing backside. It was going to leave a mark for sure. Elissa was not only daring, she was speedy too. Having done the deed and then zipped across the floor to find refuge in the shower cubicle, not before poking out her tongue playfully. Tommy couldn’t help but smirk at her wicked ways. He was half tempted to rip off his undies and join her in that shower for another romp, but he knew that he had already bitten off more than he could chew in that department. They couldn’t spend the next few days fucking. Or could they? He did consider it for a moment. This brought about a small chuckle, which he quickly recovered from.

“I know where you live.” What a retort. Of course he did. He was standing in her bathroom. Slowly, Tommy continued with getting dressed, but he also kept one eye on the shower – and why not. He was keen to watch her cleanse that gorgeous body of hers. As he pulled on his pants, his eyes kept looking up at her…watching. Reaching for his shirt, he threaded his arms in….again slowly as he was in no hurry to leave. He left the top button undone, but tucked his shirt into this pants and threaded on a belt. Soon he was pretty much ready for the day. If only every morning could be this good.


A man could get used to it.

He leaned against the vanity with his palms resting on the marble top, drumming his fingers along the edging. Waiting for another peek at what he now considered to be his girl. Part of him was still worried that she would see this as just a one night thing. Only time would tell if she would ask him for more.







Afterglow – GS.


Tommy and Elissa have just enjoyed their second tryst in a matter of hours.  Now, they reflect in the afterglow.

Scene setting : Elissa’s apartment.

Co-written with VunG.


VunG:  There was one certainty: Elissa was going to have to buy new sheets, a new bedframe, and possibly a new mattress after this mad escapade. Every part of her was quivering with the tension of the approaching climax, both eager for it to come and at the same time not wanting it to stop. She held on as long as she could, and all the while his wonderful grip and siren-like voice entranced her into perfect rhythm with him, his twitching member making practically controlling her.

Then, on the last of those three thrusts she felt him slam into and hold on her spot, she immediately cried out as her entire body seemed to respond by reversing onto him. Her breath caught as her lower area clamped possessively onto him, her fluids cascading out of her while she quietly screamed at the ceiling and arched her back as far as she could manage. With this wonderful release every inch of her body seemed to be struck with lightning, and she felt as if she would be paralyzed in this mad moment. She had no idea how long her own climax lasted, but it seemed to go on forever, all the while she seemed to be holding her breath, only gasping once it finally finished.

By the time she was done, her mouth and throat were dry as a desert, her body was slick with sweat alongside a good portion of her hair, and she didn’t look forward to what she’d need to do to her sheets. And it was oh so worth it. The moment that she was let back down on to the bed and Tommy flopped over by her, she promptly laid down on top of him, nuzzling her head into his neck and closing her eyes as she snuggled up to him, soaking in this wonderful feeling. Her hands rested limply on him, and if she weren’t still occasionally moving one would be forgiven to think she’d passed out… and while she wasn’t sleepy, boy did she feel exhausted. This… this was the best night… morning… encounter she’d had with anyone, bar none, and she was very quickly reconsidering her thought of ‘maybe it’s not love’ after this… Gosh, she was still tingling from head to toe.



Razorbackwriter:  Tommy was exhausted. Euphoric, but completely spent. The bed gave one last groan as the two collapsed from exhaustion and relief. What started as a playful romp in the kitchen, turned into a frantic and wild few hours of rough and tumble love making. From whispered words, to outright screams of passion – well, silent ones from Elissa. Tommy’s throat was dry and he noisily tried to take in breath – gasping as Elissa laid herself on top of him. She was completely spent – soaked in sweat and her own release. Funnily enough, Tommy had this goofy smile on his face. It was like his mind had gone blank and he couldn’t even string a sentence together. Drugged by the feelings that were now felt not just by him, but by Elissa as well. Lazily, he draped an arm across Elissa’s back and tilted his head forward enough to plant a kiss on her wet forehead.

“Well that was unexpected.” No shit.

Tommy then let out a small laugh, which grew louder as he cuddled Elissa close to his chest. There was no way he could go a third round. He was only human after all. It was going to take a while to come down from the high that Tommy was feeling, his body tingling and aching all at the same time.

“I know this is going to sound corny, but….THAT WAS THE BEST EVER!” His enthusiasm would probably scare her as his voice became raised at the end of the sentence. Tommy then let his head fall back on the pillow and conceded one small thing. “I don’t want to get up.” He knew he should, but for now, he wanted to savor the moment.



VunG:  There was no way that Elissa would be able to do a whole heck of a lot for the time being, she was absolutely beaten. When she had let Tommy into her home, she wouldn’t have even imagined that this was how they would wind up, but damn she felt so completely purged. She was so utterly exhausted, so soaked with sweat, and she felt struck dumb with what had just happened. It was just as well she couldn’t speak, she probably would’ve been unable to say anything coherent anyways. As his hands wrapped around her, she settled lightly into it, her fingers resting lightly on his shoulders as they cuddled in the afterglow. His unexpected comment got a chuckle out of her, and she nodded agreeably while he continued to laugh at this amazing feeling. Like him, she still felt like she was somewhere on cloud nine, and she had no intention of willingly coming down any time soon.

To his strangely energetic compliment, she winced a little at the volume but found her smile widening and she looked at him with a cheerful (if not slightly tired) grin, going over and giving him a kiss on the cheek and looking to his eyes with a cheery expression. She agreed one hundred and ten percent, this was just downright awesome, and she felt awesome, and he should feel awesome. As he flopped back to his pillow and stated his desire to remain in place, she chuckled and let out a content sigh, reaching up and putting her hands in front of his eyes and stated plainly, ~Then don’t,~ at which point she let herself flop down against him and closed her eyes. Ah… she felt like she could sleep right now, just pass out in this warm feeling. Ah… this was just what they both needed.


Razorbackwriter:  It was lights out. Well, it was Elissa’s hands coming to rest upon Tommy’s eyes with the very soft voice. Barely above a whisper, but Tommy heard it. ~Then don’t~ giving him the okay that he didn’t have to get up. The sweet and sweaty lass then lay herself down against him, so he couldn’t get up even if he wanted to. Now, it was his turn to surrender when she pulled away her hands. The wonderfully warm feelings were not just his. She made herself quite comfortable upon him and that was when she closed her eyes. Tommy’s right hand moved to the middle of her back, and started to stroke her lightly, until it would finally come to rest. Slowly his hand slipped from her back and landed upon the torn cotton sheet – his head lolling slowly to rest on the pillow and his eyes closing.

Nothing, but the gentle sound of breathing was all that was heard. Exhaustion had claimed them both and they fell into a deep sleep.

When they woke later, would things change for the pair?

Out on the coffee table in the lounge room was the evidence that showed the Commander in a few compromising and disgusting positions. Perfect material for blackmail, should Tommy decide to use it. Course, they had still not heard back from Frank. No doubt, Elissa was going to give him a piece of her mind.

Back in the bedroom however, all that was forgotten for now. Tommy’s mind was filled with one person….and that was the woman he held in his arms.



VunG:  As Tommy’s hands came to rest on her back, Elissa felt utterly safe, his arms were all that she needed in this moment, and he seemed to be more than happy to provide. She felt herself slowly nestling into their sweat-slicked embrace, and as he stroked her back she snuggled up to him… and eventually all of her attempts to remain awake would fade away into the land of dreams, his shoulder making her pillow and his chest her mattress.

Gradually she fell into what was likely the deepest sleep she ever had, one free from thoughts of work of tomorrow or the horrors of yesteryear. Her mind was cleansed of the strange and horrifying pictures from Joey, from the gossip-inducing blackmail-quality works involving the Commander, from being wounded yet again. No, the fire in Elissa’s heart was tempered for once, instead her dreams simply being pleasant, soft things with only one other person to share them with: the man that now cradled her in his arms.

Perhaps Franks should hope that she forgets about his drastic abandonment and apparent suicidal intent; because right now she was at peace and if he kept his head down she’d probably just let it go. As it was, whenever Tommy awoke she would still be out like a light, quietly snoozing against her lover. Regardless what the future brought, she was pretty damn certain that their relationship wouldn’t be the same. Love or not, Elissa had every intent of staying around Tommy long enough to find out.


Razorbackwriter:  Such a serene face captivated Tommy as he slowly opened his eyes to find Elissa snuggled close up against his chest. A wry smile crept upon his face as he eased himself up slightly, hoping not to wake this sleeping beauty. Her breath was warm yet light against his bare skin and this sent a tingle through his body like an electrical current. Memories of the wonderful mornings activities replayed themselves over and over in a loop. Tommy couldn’t help but chuckle softly at just how incredible Elissa was. One who was unable to speak, was able to let her body do the talking and what a tale it told. Elissa was at times soft and gentle, like now in his arms and yet when the fires of passion were ignited, she was a virtual hell cat in the sack. Demanding, and wild. Tommy came to discover that she liked it rough and it was something he was more than willing to offer her. It wasn’t till he noticed the bandages from the night before that he suddenly cursed himself. Damn, she must have been hurt more by their play – but she hadn’t complained once. Tommy moved his hand to stroke her back softly, all the while just staring at her face. He could gaze at her day in and day out and never be bored. Tommy would hold a candle to Elissa till such a time where she tired of him. It was clear she wasn’t after anything serious, though Tommy had never felt this way about a woman before. Could it be a sign that he was changing his ways? Had the Tommy Tiger been tamed?

Right now, all he cared about was savoring the moment, the magic that the two shared.

Tipping his head forward slightly, he ran his nose through Elissa’s hair, raining small kisses as he went. Even in the afterglow of their wild lovemaking, she still smelt incredible. If only he could bottle it.

Tommy hoped that his actions might stir Elissa from her slumber. Not cause he was eager to go again, but more cause he wanted to see that smile once more.



VunG:  Eventually Tommy’s actions would get Elissa to start waking, though it was slow definitely. Initially just his hand’s movements along her back would get her to stir a little in her sleep, a sound like a tiger’s chuff peeking through as she snuggled a little bit up against him. His kisses along her hair would take a little while, but she would finally let out a light squeak-like groan and start looking up towards him, an amused smile on her face at his antics. As tired as she probably looked, she was perfectly fine with Tommy waking her. In fact, while she hadn’t really thought about it, seeing him smiling at her was oddly… soothing. She wasn’t really looking for a serious relationship, but that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t take one if it became clear that there was a connection, and truth be told she was feeling really safe around Tommy. She felt like she didn’t need to be on-guard at all times. She felt… content. There was a word that she hadn’t felt in some time. Could this really be happening to her again? Had someone actually penetrated her jaded heart?

Well, if nothing else, he’d certainly penetrated something and piqued her interest. Smiling back at him, she leaned up and gave him a peck on the lips before mouthing sleepily, *Morning* and giving a big cat-like yawn before crossing her arms on his chest and laying her head on them, still looking up at his wonderful face. Hrmm… he really did have an interesting smell… she really didn’t know what to think about it, but she was pretty certain, she liked it. There was a really enticing look in his eye too, it was really sweet and it made her wonder what he was thinking about.


Wild abandon – GS.

Scene setting : Elissa’s apartment.

co-written with VunG.


VunG:  Well that certainly did the trick. Elissa had been hoping she’d goad him into something, though perhaps she hadn’t been ready for how eagerly he went into it. Heck, she thought that he was just a guy who went with the flow of whatever the girl was like, playing sub if she was dom, and dom if she was sub. Instead, however, she got far more than she’d bargained for, and she was more than happy for it.

Surprisingly, she didn’t fall over when he shot up, though she was very visibly surprised… and distracted for when he went for her legs. That got her over right away, landing with a bounce onto her back, yet surprisingly even to herself she found herself letting out a laugh at that. And then she beheld her position, and almost immediately she saw just how this was going to go. He had her damn well, smack on her back with her legs held rather conveniently open, stuck leaning her head up to look up at him as he stood over her, that triumphant grin telling her all that she needed to know. He was more than comfortable in the dominant position, and for the first time in a very long time she found herself bottoming out. Heh, well, so much for the tender cuddling; this was going to be interesting.

To his somewhat unnecessary words, she ‘purred’ and gave an eager grin and a thumbs up. Someone ring the bell, damn it. As he leaned forward and began nibbling at her nipple, she promptly let out a soft, satisfied sigh, her good hand going up to his shoulders just to have something to hold onto, and the other reaching down to toy with herself to make sure to get fully back into the mood. Ah… that feeling of his mouth sent shivers down her spine; she never knew what it was about that kind of touch, but it always got her going something fierce. God, he knew how to do this work; this better become a regular thing for them.


Razorbackwriter:  God, that purr of hers. It was dead sexy and was like waving a red flag at a bull. The thumbs up was a bit cheesy, but at this point Tommy simply didn’t care. He’d been given the green light, so to speak. Not that he needed it, Tommy was intent to show Elissa that he had it, when he felt like it. His head lifted from her bosom, but his teeth were attached to her nipple – pulling it taut till he finally let it go. That was sure to give her more than a tingle. A little pain hurt no one. With his arms hooked around her legs, he yanked her hard so that she was pressed up to his waiting member, that was once again engorged and throbbing. Elissa had already started to tease herself with her fingers, to help speed things along, but he wasn’t going to wait.

Straightening himself up, he lined up the head and then in one powered thrust, he forced himself within her with a loud grunt. No more growls – this was going to get pretty hot and heavy. Watching her body slide forward as he took her in earnest, he drew out slightly, before powering in three rapid hip thrusts that were like pistons firing up inside an engine. To get even closer in, he took her right leg and threw it over his shoulder gaining him even closer range. Her ass rising slightly off the bed as he reached for her shoulder and then started to rock his hips back and forth at a furious pace. Every thrust brought from him a labored grunt. His chest swelling and falling.

Tommy only lowered his head to enjoy the spectacle of watching her take it. Her bosoms like small jello molds – jiggling up and back in time to his rhythmic action. He could feel her inner walls clench and tighten around his growing length as he strived to fill her to the brim till she screamed his name.



VunG:  Well, Elissa was practically asking for him to treat her rough, and that was exactly what she got. The feeling of her nipple getting pulled made her gasp in excitement, ignoring the pain and instead focusing on the electric feeling that shot through her. As he yanked her up to his head, she couldn’t help but feel a tremble of anticipation going through her, looking at his member expectantly then back up at him as she waited for him to get going, propping herself up on her arms in anticipation. And boy did he not wait, immediately making her gasp quickly with each thrust and tilt her head back, her back arching against the sudden rapid-fire pumps. Even before he got moving in earnest she felt herself tightening at the feeling, her fingers clenching at the bedsheets in preparation.

Of course, then that preparation was thrown off as he suddenly took her leg and put it over her shoulder, leaving her spread nice and wide for him as he prepared to get as far in as he could manage. Reaching up with her left hand, she pulled her left leg back as far as she could manage and still remain stable in this strange position, while her now helpless right hand tried to keep her nicely propped up, helping her backside to remain airborne. And then he began, and almost immediately she found herself feeling oddly overwhelmed by the ferocious pace. She did all she could to work with him, pulling on him with the leg he had over his shoulder with every thrust and move her own body to help a gyration, but that was all she could manage. Her mouth was left open as she was tossed about on her own bed like a ragdoll (or so it felt to her), her back arched and chest jiggling aggressively as Tommy continued his masterful work.

However, she refused to just let herself climax quickly, she wanted him to work for it, and she had pretty good self-control, though it was damn obvious from the raspy high-pitched growls escaping her that she was pretty damn pleasured; heck those were probably the closest she came to screaming. Her fingers dug into her sheets and leg, respectively, and she looked at him, biting her lip hard, trying very hard to look like she was resisting his attempts to get her to finish before him, not very well obviously. Eventually she would jolt, not in finish but just as he struck into her in a particular way, and she would seem to briefly fight him, reflexively (and shockingly successfully) croaking, “Tommy!”


Razorbackwriter:  You could see the redness of Tommy’s teeth marks on the dark circle of her areola. Her breasts shaking back and forth violently, as Tommy gave no quarter. This was their second time within an hour and he knew it was going to take a bit to get her worked up to experiencing a screaming orgasm. Beads of sweat were forming upon Tommy’s torso and forehead – a single droplet rolling down the line of his cheek bone as he clenched his jaw and snorted hard through his nostrils. She dared him to give no quarter and he rose valiantly to the challenge. The bed protested and groaned with the force of the two lovers. Tommy’s eyes roamed over Elissa, who was now clutching at the bed sheets for support, but they would soon give way to tearing if Tommy had any say in it. With his hand firmly clasped to her thigh as he used it to gain full access he could only sneer as Elissa let out a strangled version of his name. Almost croaking as he found her pleasure spot.

At her cry, Tommy pulled out from her and did something totally unexpected. He snatched up the tie that had been discarded earlier and draped it around his neck. Tommy then used his grip on her leg to flip her over onto her stomach. Again being very much in charge.

“Relax….” He chortled, whilst taking the tie and reaching forward to wrap it around her neck. Tommy would then pull back enough that she could only lift her head back or find her breathing to become difficult. Slamming down his palm at her side, he then started to rub his length teasingly along the crack of her ass, her back having to give and arch as he had hold of her neck via the tie. This was extreme, but the shock should be enough to awaken the tiger within her.

His thickened member was already lubed from her own juices and made it all too easy to tease her with. Biting her shoulder (the good one), he whispered.

:”How about letting me in the back door?”



VunG:  Sweat seemed to be pouring off of Elissa, her skin slick and beads rolling off her forehead heavily. Her cheeks were flushed red, her throat raw as a butcher’s shop, she could practically feel herself dripping, and she was pretty certain that her sheets weren’t going to survive the morning. And that was exactly how she wanted it. Of course, imagine her [very brief] displeasure when after getting her special spot struck Tommy, rather than continue pushing for that, pulled himself out. Of course, before she could even make any sign of displeasure, she noticed him reaching for something and realized that he had something in mind. Before she could get a good look at whatever he had snatched up she found herself bodily flipped over, and that sense of disappointment evaporated at the manhandling, eager to see what he had in mind.

She actually resisted the feel of the tie a little bit, in spite of his words, though not with any conviction since she figured there was a reason he was doing that; it just felt strange. However, at the pressure, she obediently tilted her head back, laying on her stomach and gripping the sheets and bending her legs out to grant him plenty of access. As he felt his member touch against her backside, she arched even without the encouragement of the tie, another excited gasp escaping her as she realized what he was planning to do. This wasn’t actually something she’d bothered to try, no particular reason it just never occurred to her; but hell if the rest of this was anything to go then this was going to be quite the experience. Hell, between her own juices and the way that his member felt slick against her backside she suspected that it would be easier going in than most times, but regardless she knew that her sheets were getting shredded.

As she felt him bite her shoulder, she let out another heady purr, arching into his touch, not caring at all about whatever marks she might have after this. To his question, she let out another purr and pressed her backside against him encouragingly, eyes turning as much towards his as she could and gave him a look so longing you would think she was being starved. While she couldn’t do so, if she had her voice she would have growled, ‘Yes! Whichever door! Just get back to it!’ She was still swimming from his actions before as well as from some strange semi-masochistic excitement, and she had no intention of letting her engines spool down.


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy casually licked the bite mark upon Eliss’a shoulder – his tongue making small circles, knowing full well that she was now aching to have him take her once more. The pleasured purrs had a distinct sound to it. From a solid base and rising in pitch. Oh she wanted it bad. Having pulled out at the right time, in his view; he was staving off the inevitable. Tommy’s hot breath blew upon the wetness of the spot where his tongue had been – all the while he was pulling a little more on the tie. Giving a commanding hold over her. She wanted it rough? That was exactly how it was to be. No more soft and gently, this girl liked it hard and nasty. In fact, the view of her face as she turned to growl at him again was for him to get on with it. Do it! Do it now! Elissa pushed back with those sweet cheeks of hers – urging, encouraging him to use her and well.

“You want me? Don’t you?” Tommy’s voice had a down right husky edge as he pushed himself up to get right in behind her. Her round buttocks propped up for him – a right cat on heat. He could see the glistening of her lower sex and he gave that a slight rub with two fingers to tease her more. All the while his throbbing length tapped her left ass cheek. Tommy spanked that ass cheek and hard. Reinforcing his intent. The tie wound around his hand like a reign and he gave that a sharp tug. Tommy was going to ride this bitch till she couldn’t take anymore.

Lining up the shining head with his free hand, he placed it to the puckered opening and gave a little push – just enough to let her know he was ready. Tommy was rocking his hips slightly. Teasing that head to her opening. Such a sweet sight – her body glistening and arching all for him. Then he eased in just an inch, enough to make her yelp for sure. It was so fucking tight, that Tommy threw his head back and gasped. His right hand clasped her hip and he started to burrow in deeper…and deeper. The further he went, the pain was unbelievable. So TIGHT!. Even with the lubrication of her own juices, he could feel her inner walls resisting.

“Come on baby. push back” He growled, as he was now practically touching her ass with his thighs.



VunG:  Agh! The damn teasing was nearly unbearable. Every tiny twitch of his body sent tingles across her skin, and every yank of the tie made her heart pound furiously in her ears. Even this short period of time showed just how much he enjoyed teasing her, to the point that she felt as if she might attempt to fight back just to get him back in. Yeah, she felt like a cat in heat alright, but to be fair he’d been the one to start the fire; no sense putting water on it. At his words, she felt a shiver, unable to confirm in any other way than a further purr. She propped herself up on her arms a bit, just so she would be able to stay stable. The feeling of his fingers’ intrusion earned more sounds from her, and at the spanking she just shoved her backside up against him again, submitting eagerly to the commanding force of the tie. She needed to be ridden, not now but right now! She needed to be taken as hard as he could manage and until they both collapsed.

As he prepared to enter, she braced herself fully, arching gladly and rolling her shoulders in preparation, almost resting into the grasp of the tie and finding strange comfort in it at the alien touch of his slick member near her tight hole. Oh how his body was tantalizing her; she might not be able to see his, but what she felt told all she needed. And then… penetration: almost immediately her entire body arched ferociously against it and she inhaled incredibly sharply. She’d heard how it was more than a bit painful for those new to it (and even those used to it), but jeeze this was almost like she was getting shot in the ass! Yet, it wasn’t quite unpleasant; there was still pleasure there, perhaps amplified by the pain, and her entire body seemed to be tingling at this strange and wonderfully tight experience! She could tell from his own sounds that it was just as hard for him, and as she felt his member forcing into her taut walls she knew that this would be a team effort, even with her juices helping the lubrication. At his urging, she gladly obeyed. Fingers digging into the fabric, she let out a strangely quiet, strangled roar and slammed buttocks ferociously at him, burying him in to the hilt. Immediately she gasped at the feeling, the sound of fabric ripping heard as she forced herself to remain upright despite the blended pain and pleasure.

For a moment she seemed to be gasping for breath, remaining in his tie’s grasp as their skin touched and he remained in her. Then, before he could even begin acting, she forcibly leaned forward into his reigns as far as she could go while arching her back and leaning her head back before slamming hard back onto him, letting out another cry as she felt her entire body tremble and her lower lips slightly dripping at the forced widening of her walls.


Razorbackwriter:  The beauty of that back as it arched and showed off the curve of her spine. Elissa was indeed a creature to be tamed and Tommy would do so right in that bed. The feelings were swirling through Tommy’s mind. The aching need to be complete with her – filling her as far as he could possibly go. The hand slap he had given her had left a red welt upon her skin, but it did the trick and had her submit. Gladly surrendering her inhibitions right then and there. The force though with which she pushed back showed an eagerness. She wanted him as much as he her….and was prepared to push herself past the boundary of pain. Those soft cheeks were set to take a pounding, that was for sure. The sudden tearing of the sheets meant that she had gripped the cotton way too hard. Be it the searing pain of his thick member opening her up inside, that had done it. The pain. It was exquisite. Words could barely describe the feeling. Almost like a vice as her walls tensed and gave no quarter. Elissa would need to relax, but at the moment she was as taut as a barbed wire fence, and just as dangerous. As they appeared almost locked together – fused, the pair both panted hard and fast. It was like each was gaining more from this action than either had imagined possible.

With a surprised expression, Tommy watched as Elissa drew her body forward – her neck being pulled tight by the tie as she readied to slam back so he would be forced to drill into her. God, was she real? The feeling as his slick member slid out was indescribable. Then she pushed back so hard it near took his breath away. Elissa was giving it her all – pushing past the pain as the pleasure erupted between them. Spurned by her actions, Tommy’s fingers dug into her flesh and he then started the rhythm that would be the catalyst for their wild lovemaking. Tommy almost let out a roar as he simply let himself go. Gripping that hip and pulling it back and then pushing it forward relentlessly.

Tommy kept a tight reign on her with the tie and now the pair were in perfect sync. The bed creaking and moaning, the bed springs squealing as the pair humped madly. Tommy riding her like no other man had. He was being driven onward by an aching need – a swelling that was set to burst inside of her at the rate they were going. How her body could take such treatment was beyond imagination.

“God, you’re so good!” Tommy blurted in between gasps of breath. These being ragged and intense. After a few good thrusts he pulled right out and then hoisted her hip up higher as he set to take her lower once more. To find that spot and bring her home.

She was incredibly slick…the bed sheets drenched and torn. No doubt she would need to get new ones.



VunG:  This was utter and complete madness. This was probably the most painful sexual encounter she’d ever put herself through, bar none… and it was oh so good. Tommy was driving her absolutely insane, everything he was doing was spurring her on like some furious horse, and she was barely able to keep her breath up as they went. The feel of his fingers only encouraged her, the red marks that they would leave forgotten as she obeyed the unspoken command of his touch, her mouth wide open in a silent scream. Every thrust made her arch her back and her arms shake, but she didn’t stop, remaining in sync with him as he rode her, her bed making the soundtrack to their furious lovemaking. She could feel herself wanting to climax yet unable to for some reason, his member throbbing within her as it went; oh this was exactly what she needed.

She was unable to respond to his words, indeed she could barely think other than to be encouraged by him, redoubling her efforts afterwards. Then, to her surprise she felt him pull out, her backside aching at the treatment and her body aching for more, to be finished properly. Of course, she knew what he was up to the moment she felt her hips moving upwards, and the moment she felt his member even prod into her she slammed herself back on him with all the force she could muster, a raspy, wispy howl escaping her as she did so. GOD that felt good! She was so sensitive now and her adrenaline pounding so hard that she would probably be ready to go at full power no matter how hard he pushed her. Come on! You’re on the home stretch! Bring it home! She could already feel the first hints of that familiar tingling in her, she needed to feel that member of his strike that spot of hers as hard and as often as he could manage! Don’t hold back, just pound away and use her until he couldn’t any more!


Razorbackwriter:  Beauty. That was the only way to describe the look on Elissa’s face. She was blossoming under the onslaught of Tommy’s brutal love making. Harder and harder he rode her, with the end clearly in sight. They were moving together in total sync, but the bed – it was crying out in protest as it wasn’t made for such antics. Would he finish her in time before breaking the bed? Any thoughts of that were extinguished as Tommy girth was now at a point where he could feel the ache in his balls. Tommy let out another series of grunts that were in time with his furious hip thrusts. Faster….faster. It was like a sexual marathon race and both were about to cross the finish line. He angled himself to thrust up and this was sure to set off her special spot deep within. Tommy wanted to feel her cum. He wanted to ejaculate right as she was in the throes of an earth shattering orgasm. Just a few more……

The last three thrusts would have Tommy start to stiffen, becoming almost rigid as the swelling reached a crescendo. Tommy threw his head back and cried out Elissa’s name. It was guttural and an almost strangled sound as he fought for breath then held it. Tommy gripped Elissa’s hips as he burrowed deep and then held her. His member shooting out streams of hot jism up into her womb. Tommy only moved slightly as he let himself go. The release was incredible after the long build up.

Tommy’s body was glistening with sweat and a small stream of their juices made a wet patch beneath them. The sheets were torn and abused, much like the bed. Tommy held Elissa in that same position until she was spent, and only then would he fall back on the bed – panting like a dog.





One step ahead – GS.

Scene setting:  Elissa’s apartment.

co-written with VunG.


VunG:  It seemed that Tommy had taken what Elissa had implied the worst way possible. She was a bit of a cynic lately, that was just what the world had made of her, and so she was reluctant to say anything definitely even to herself. She wasn’t trying to tell him that this was nothing but sex, because it wasn’t; even if she didn’t fall for Tommy she definitely cared for him, and the last thing she wanted was to hurt him. Indeed, she enjoyed this physicality, but it wasn’t what she truly found precious. She felt so… warm with him, it was rare for something to penetrate the shell she’d erected around herself, and she was more than happy to have him there. Unfortunately, her bluntness had bitten them both in the ass.

While Tommy clearly made an attempt to act unaffected by her response, it was clear that he seemed… well hurt was the best word she could come up with. It broke her heart that that was how he’d taken it, and even as he rolled over she began trying to come up with words to attempt to fix it. Eventually, after a lot of brainstorming, she came up empty and decided to just wing it. Suddenly she swung herself back over to straddle Tommy again and leaned on him with her elbows, looking down at him with the softest, most apologetic expression she could manage. Slowly she reached up and took his chin to get him to look at her, and then leaned up a bit and signed, a sheepish expression on her face. ~I didn’t say I felt nothing,~ she said, almost as if she were chastising herself as much as him, ~I’m more than willing to find out if it is love.~ She really didn’t want to leave him feeling like his emotions were falling on deaf ears, because they didn’t; she adored Tommy, and he was brave to get those words out to begin with. Much braver than her, when she could only speak in uncertainties. She leaned in close to him, not moving to kiss, but just resting on top of him, and returning his poke on the nose, giving him an uncertain smile, hoping he at least forgave her for her unthinking callousness.


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy was wearing his heart on his sleeve. Laying there exposed and now flaccid. Amazing how the body reacts to the mind so quickly. The brave face was nothing but a front. A mask of feelings that were not genuine. Frank would smack the shit out of him for acting so stupid. He’d always been the one that loved and left. Staying to snuggle, hug….was never an option. He didn’t ever invest himself emotionally in a new relationship. Trying to stay one step ahead always. But Elissa had caught him off guard completely, and he reacted totally out of character. Was he even thinking of how she would react as he more or less mirrored her response. That gentle shrug. Trying to shake it all off.


The thing was he gave unsaid signals all by body language and Elissa was a lot quicker than he gave her credit. She was quick to straddle him, a dominant move just like earlier only this time it was not because she wanted to go for round two. Elissa took his chin in her hand and forced him to look at her as she sighed and showed a sheepish look. Elissa was trying to convey that she did feel something, but it just wasn’t love. Not yet. If Tommy had really been thinking, it would be impossible to fall in love with someone in such a short space of time. At least she was realistic. Grounded. This is something Tommy had to admire. He bore a crooked half smile as he tried to find the humor in the situation – always a fail safe. Then Elissa said something with her hands that he did understand. It broke through finally that she was willing to find out what love was. That would require time; and they both had plenty of that.

Elissa then poked his nose, rather than seal her words with a kiss. This would be their thing. She looked so hopeful that he understood what she felt and thankfully, he took her fingers and bit on them playfully. That boyishness returning in the full. His ego was bruised, sure – but not broken.

Tommy reached around and slapped Elissa’s backside playfully.

“You just wanted to be on top. I know all about girls like you.”



VunG:  It was actually kind of strange, but Elissa was almost afraid of alienating Tommy… she didn’t know why, but she didn’t want to be left alone. She wouldn’t quite call it an alien sensation, but she certainly wasn’t comfortable with the thought; yet as had been made apparent she was more the sort to handle a problem head on than avoid it. Thankfully though, her bravery wouldn’t need to be tested, as once his expression cleared up, she could tell that he was at least mostly back, perhaps not fully but enough for things to more or less return to how they were moments ago. Of course, the way he decided to confirm those thoughts was… unusual, and when he began nibbling on her fingers she found herself stifling a laugh, not entirely certain how to react but finding it funny. She even went so far as to wiggle her fingers, playing with him as if he were a cat, happy to just take this playful stance. And then he went ahead and smacked her backside. She made a face like she would have yelped with surprise if she could, but then she promptly settled into a wickedly playful grin.

To his accusation of her being ‘one of those girls,’ she just sat gave him a ‘guilty as charged’ shrug, giving him a Cheshire cat grin as she did so. Then she sat up a bit straighter, looking down on him confidently, nibbling on her own lips thoughtfully. ~I didn’t see you trying to take charge,~ she countered challengingly, placing her hands on her hips afterwards, almost daring him to try something. Of course, she actually kind of wanted him to try something, whether it be just friendly non-sexual playing or bending her over and taking her furiously. In case he hadn’t guessed, she was a bit more rough and tumble than most gals, and while she could do soft, she preferred to go hard and heavy with whatever she did.


Razorbackwriter:  Oh she was the devil for trying to say that Tommy was not dominant. Not taking charge, eh? That was a dare if ever he saw one. Watching her sit up straight and place those tiny hands on her hips – the way she chewed her bottom lip all seductive like. Yep, she WAS one of those girls. Damn straight.

So…Tommy rose to the challenge. In fact the way he shot up would have her caught off guard, possibly falling backwards. Tommy was fast and reached for her legs, so he could make sure she did fall back on the bed as he went to being on his knees. Flat on her back. Who was the dominant one now? He didn’t grip her legs hard, but she wouldn’t exactly be able to wiggle herself free.

So there she was, legs spread and Tommy in a commanding position. Tommy arched his right brow as he cracked a wicked smile.

“Round two then?”

He’d seen the Cheshire grin, the playful tease. The earlier closeness and touching was now a memory as Tommy changed tact and decided to play the Dom. He bent forward and then licked her right nipple before biting it. The playing had just begun to get more serious.


Wrong Impressions – GS.

Scene setting: Elissa’s Apartment – GS.

co-written with VunG.


VunG:  Oh, the precious feelings of the after-glow. For the first time in what felt like ages Elissa could feel her barriers lowering; here the real world couldn’t touch them… they were away from it all. It had been far too long since she experienced a moment like this, where she could just take to someone like this and embrace. As they continued to kiss, her hands roamed a bit, straying down to his backside, lightly feeling and testing his wonderful body. Even if this wasn’t love, she felt absolutely enraptured by this wonderful intimacy.

As he took her cheek, she gladly looked back into his eyes, relaxing and searching him, trying to figure out what thoughts were going through his head. She, for her part, didn’t think that this was love… yet. She had felt this sensation before, her husband and another man on the force before him. The latter never progressed beyond a physical relationship, but she always cared about him as a friend, even now that he had left the city she kept in contact with him. This was something that could become love, and she had no issue with that, but at the same time it could just be the warmth of intimacy.

She too was aware of the day beginning, but she was in no hurry to let get the day get going. There was nothing she knew of that they really needed to do, unless Tommy had work, and while she definitely needed to get clean, she couldn’t shower proper for a few hours yet so it was something she wanted to put off as long as possible. She was perfectly fine just staying here with him, perhaps just snuggling, perhaps going out on a proper date, perhaps showering together, perhaps watching movies, perhaps making more bed music. To her the outside world wasn’t so much tearing away at their little world; it was laying siege, but she had more than enough food to last for a while yet.

And then suddenly Tommy said something that completely threw her off-guard. He was falling for her. She blinked with surprise, looking down and to the side in thought, trying to figure out her own thoughts. She… wasn’t quite there for him… she definitely cared for him, she wanted to find out if she would fall for him… but she wasn’t there. Still, she supposed they’d find out what this was in time. She didn’t talk in response, but she returned her gaze to him, a soft smile appearing on her face as she shrugged lightly. She didn’t want to crush his spirits, hurting him was so far out of her desires it may as well have been in China, but lying to him was something she also didn’t want to do. Regardless, she intended to try. Slowly she leaned back in and kissed him, softer this time, but still with a great deal of passion.


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy had said what he felt in his heart, the problem was he also wasn’t thinking. The words blurted out like he was a love struck teenager. But that is not who Tommy really was. Was it? It didn’t take much to see that Elissa was totally caught off guard by Tommy’s surprise admission. The truth of her feelings came not from the soft smile, but that gentle shrug of her shoulders. To Tommy that was a sign that she didn’t know how she felt…..but she didn’t feel the same. That single moment was like time had slowed and Tommy found himself now in uncharted waters. He closed his eyes as she moved in to kiss him again – still with that hunger. The passion was there, yes.


But it was just sex……..

Tommy reciprocated and kissed her back as he tried to put douse the feelings. He was a fool for thinking that this was love. He was a man for god’s sake. If Tommy could have slapped his forehead and cursed he would have, but instead he just held her. The wandering of his fingers came to a slow stop. Tommy drew back and then shrugged his shoulders too, before placing a finger tip on her nose and pressing it lightly. Rolling back he pulled his hands so that they would be resting behind his head – staring at the ceiling. No amount of words was going to fix what he had said.  If only the world could swallow him up.



Falling – GS.


Scene setting:  Elissa’s apartment – GS.

co-written with VunG.


VunG:  So much energy, so much passion and furious heat, all of it built up into that one grand moment as Tommy thrust up into her and they both released. The feeling of their fluids mixing made her shiver, her entire body tingling with the climax, their strange, manic love-making finally cooling down. She returned his gaze, her chest heaving and breath heavy as she struggled to catch her breath. Eventually the feel of his arms around her was all she needed to finally give in, and she softly collapsed onto him, slowly sliding her hands up to rest on him. They were both done.

Like Tommy, she was bright red in blushing with their intense ‘exercise,’ and all she could hear beside their breathing was heartbeats. Tommy… he felt so passionate about everything, there was energy there she had never felt before… it was an energy she hoped never flickered, it was absolutely amazing. She hoped that this wasn’t an only time… she wanted to know all he had to give. She had no idea what just happened or how they clicked so suddenly, but she sure as heck wasn’t about to complain about it.

At his words, she let out a soft snicker, only just now realizing how rough her throat felt now, but didn’t care enough; as far as she was concerned she had the best lover in New York. She didn’t bother ‘speaking,’ she just slid over onto her good side and let her left arm wrap around him as she snuggled up to him, giving him a soft kiss on the neck, eyes still open as she just gazed at him. After all the madness that they had been through, this sort of bliss was just what the doctor asked for. Well… her doctor would probably have an anneurism if he knew about this fresh off getting shot, but forget him. She was perfectly happy with what just happened, her bandages and stitches seemed to have held, and she was now in a state of pure bliss with a wonderful guy. As far as she was concerned, that was a 100% positive result.


Razorbackwriter:  Some guys are fast to get out of bed after coupling, others light a smoke, or fall asleep. Tommy? He wasn’t like other blokes. Right now he was coming down from the heady high of how Elissa had made him feel. His breathing was now starting to regulate as he had finally caught his breath. He’d asked the question that was the first thing on his mind. It was insane just how wild Elissa had made Tommy feel, and now he was staring back into those beautiful eyes – totally captivated. She had bewitched him completely, and when she kissed his neck it was like ice on a flame. Cooling…gentle. He needed this….he needed her. It didn’t matter that she couldn’t answer him aside from a soft snicker. That was enough. The radiating warmth of her cheeks, the redness. Yes she felt it too.

Tommy rolled enough so he could snuggle Elissa and face her.

He leaned his head forward and kissed her forehead softly, while his arm wrapped around her to bring her close to him. Tommy loved how she melded to his form, her body smaller and yet she was the perfect fit. His hand strummed her back lightly as he whispered.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Tommy was worried about her stitches and her shoulder. A gentle yet concerned look sweeping across his features. He genuinely cared about her. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt her. Before she could even answer, his lips searched for her. Kissing her with an aching need. If she didn’t get it by now, Elissa had gotten more than she bargained for that morning. Tommy was smitten. A hand clasped her backside, and the fingers dug into her skin. It was as though he was not ready to let her go. Not yet.



VunG:  The enraptured feeling was utterly mutual, she had absolutely zero intent of leaving the person that had just placed her on cloud nine. The warmth of his skin against hers, his wonderful gaze, the redness of his cheeks. Oh how she wished she could speak; sign language was so dispassionate in her eyes, impossible to get across her true emotions. She felt like she was melting from the inside out, and in a good way. Right now she wanted to just forget the outside world and stay here, embraced, sweat mixing with sweat, passion for passion. Indeed, she definitely felt something after that, and she was more than happy to cling to it.

As he pressed his lips to her warm, slightly sweaty forehead, she couldn’t help but snuggle up against him, happy to fall into his grasp. All thoughts of power were gone, right now she was just happy to be here with an equal, glad to be here as one body with her newfound lover. The feeling of his hand on her back was rather pleasant, and she returned it with her own hand, her fingers lightly feeling those wonderful muscles. His words got a light scoff out of her as if the idea was absurd, but before she could give an actual response (in the form of a shake of her head), she was promptly interrupted by the feeling of his lips. Well, guess she was going to have to get used to that, certainly not something she had issue with; the feel of his lips was electric and she was more than happy to return the favor. The intrusion of his hand on her backside surprised her a little, but she just continued kissing, sliding her right hand under him to hold onto his body while her other reached up to his head to hold his hair a bit. Well, this was rapidly becoming a strange morning; barely through breakfast and it seemed that she’d hooked Tommy to her. He would catch a bit of the ‘purrs’ as he fondled her backside and their kissing continued; she loved everything about his embrace, from the playful lack of tact to his gaze to his kisses to his scent and beyond… this was perfection.


Razorbackwriter:  In a world where there was so much heartache, imperfection, death and mystery; Tommy had stumbled across the very thing that he thought he would never find. Coiled up with Elissa in his arms, this was a sanctuary from the madness of the real world. All the danger, the horror and the sin were outside of this bubble that they had created merely by chance. From the fast pace and voracious act they had just performed, now they were sharing a moment that was far more meaningful. It was rare as it was beautiful. To be treasured and savored for what it was. To be honest, Tommy had never felt this way before. So many words could describe what he was feeling, but instead of speaking them he let his body talk. His fingers danced and gripped at Elissa’s flesh as his kisses slowed. It was almost as though he had settled and now was letting this magic take him away. Elissa’s purrs were to him acceptance. A renewed joy filling his heart.

Was this what it felt like? To fall for someone who he barely knew?

Only when he drew his head back and broke the kiss could he honestly look at her. His eyes searching hers. This was so new for him. The brash and cocky Tommy now reduced to a man who would gladly fall on his knees and do whatever Elissa wanted him too. A free hand came up and cupped her cheek as he drowned in her gaze. Not even putting up a fight.

His body was now sweaty and slick from their love making. Tommy knew that he would have to get up and shower, but part of him just didn’t want to leave her side. Silly as it sounded. He wanted to kiss her again. Roll her over and then take her once more. His eyes darted to the clock and already he could see the day was really starting without them. Tommy turned his face back to hers. The playful side being replaced by a more serious one. They still hadn’t heard from Frank. The world outside was starting to tear away at the peaceful bubble. Without thinking, Tommy blurted;

“Elissa. I’m falling for you.”


Would she reject him, or laugh at these words. Would she believe him?







Poetry in motion – GS.


Scene setting : Elissa’s apartment.

co-written with VunG.


Razorbackwriter:  What had started out as playful teasing, with a wiggle and a dance turned into a hot encounter that was now spiraling into overdrive. From smirks and dark chuckles, it was now the sound of heavy panting and growls of deep pleasure coming from both Tommy and Elissa. She needed it, and Tommy wanted it. The deep scratching of Elissa’s nails dug into Tommy’s flesh leaving red drag lines. Cat like she gripped his back, while he continued to grasp the roundness of her buttocks. Tommy was almost shocked at the hunger Elissa displayed and pulled back from the kiss as though to catch his breath. He was staring at her with a look of complete entrancement – wanting to go further. She had him so aroused that his pants were now pulling tight against his groin. The pair barely knew each other, and yet they were obviously keen on the other. Tommy was ready to wipe clear a section of the bench and just take her there, but that would mean smashing a few plates and bowls. No….not in the kitchen.

“Bedroom?’ The word came out like a harsh croak, almost strangled as he was dying to kiss her again. Regardless of whether she would answer, he started to carry her to her bedroom, where looked for a spot to lay her down on and rip that nightie off.



VunG:  Elissa had no idea how longing she’d been, she hadn’t even been considering the possibility when Tommy more or less moved in here. But now she needed this, she was so into it that, at this point, his back would probably wind up looking like a satellite map of a World War One trench line. As their kiss broke, she too looked back into his eyes, breathing heavily, the crux of her legs already a bit wet with arousal. This may have been a new meeting between them, but she didn’t care in the slightest right now, and in fact she would’ve been just fine if he had just bent her over the counter, certainly would’ve fit the mood, plate replacements be damned.

However, instead he made a simple one-word question, one which he already began responding to. Immediately she responded with a fervent nod, the rasp in her voice egging her on and telling her just how longing he was to resume where they’d left off. The moment he showed any sign of comprehension of her response, her lips were back to his, her tongue jabbing into his mouth as she feverishly grasped at his back, nails still digging in a bit and her legs holding firmly to him, though when they approached her bed she’d ease her grasp enough to be released.


Razorbackwriter:  There would be no slow moves, like one of those 80’s songs that was about taking each step with care and soft touches. Not Elissa. No sooner had she nodded feverishly for Tommy to take her to the bedroom, she was right back to kissing him fiercely as he fought his way to the bedroom. Trying to carry her and match her with wild abandon. God, the pain from her scratches had him moan deep into her mouth, yet he yearned for more. Tommy reached the bed, and then tried to set her so she was standing on the floor just by the bed. In between kisses and nipping at her bottom lip, Tommy grabbed the edge of her nightie and brought it up so he could pull it up and over her head – tossing it away absently behind him. For a moment his eyes wandered up and down her body, taking in that she had sheer panties on. They would have to come off. Tommy’s hands now ran up and down her sides, teasing her skin roughly while he lowered his head to the crook of her neck and started to bite and pull at her skin. He had totally forgotten about her injuries as he was caught up in the heat of the moment. Pulling back, Tommy started to un-thread his belt from his pants so that he could get them off. He struggled a bit, cause he in such a rush. His pants dropped to the floor and he kicked them away behind him. By now she would be able to see his raging hard on, practically bursting through his silk shorts. Tommy’s chest was heaving as he was ready to finish what they started in the kitchen. Bending down fast, the silk boxers were off and down his legs, leaving him completely naked before her. The only thing left on him was the tie. Was she going to use it to have her way with him? He was hers for the taking now.



VunG:  Oh goodness those moans, oh they made her wish she could answer them in turn, as it was she was definitely making a lot of “sighs.” She of course took his release to stand back up, though the whole while she still pressed herself against him, standing on her toes to keep their lips as close as possible She took his nips gladly, occasionally returning them in turn, and only stopped when it was time for the nightgown to find itself a home on the floor, glad to be rid of it. She was well aware of him looking her over, and allowed it while she hastily tried to help him get her panties, leaving her utterly naked since she never wore a bra to bed. He would find that she wasvery fit, the smooth bumps of a mild six-pack on, her arms and legs very lean, and her chest graced with mid-range B-cup breasts. Her bandages were still on her shoulder, but they were tan-colored and like him she’d forgotten them temporarily, huffing and puffing excitedly. She sighed breathlessly at the feel of his lips and teeth on her neck, and she gladly lifted her chin and tilted her head to allow him better access, her own hands sliding up his arms, pressing and squeezing along his arms, nails no longer in use for now. However, the moment he stopped and began working on his pants she joined him, desperate to get the darn thing off and give her access to his ass and get them back to work. Her eyes briefly latched onto the bulge, lust pausing her mind before she reached out only to have him beat her to the punch, so instead once he was up she pulled him to her by his ass, pressing them against each other in that brief moment before it began.

For a brief moment her eyes latched onto the tie; she could definitely take him if she had that on hand. It had been a couple years since she bothered, but she felt like she still had her touch. However, as slid her hands up his side and began to move over his chest to grasp it, she felt a slight tugging at her shoulder, and a reminder of her wound. He would actually see her make an expression like she was silently growling, briefly irritated with that stupid injury for trying to ruin this. Well, guess that meant she’d have to be the woman for once; she wasn’t about to let this stop though. Reaching up to the thing with her good hand, she gripped it, and for a moment she yanked it like she was about to assert herself, her other hand going to his back. However, she then took the tie off him and tossed it into the distance behind Tommy and grabbed him by the shoulders and fell back onto the bed, intent on taking him with her.


Razorbackwriter:  It was like a mad race. Each helping the other to undress, with fumbling hands whilst continuing fevered kissing in between. There was this mad sense of urgency, like neither could wait for the other. Hungry, passionate….hot. Words to describe the scene as clothing went flying from their bodies. Had Tommy been any rougher he would have torn those panties right off her. Only when he felt that growl and saw the look on her face that her bandaged shoulder was giving her grief, did he ease up. She was petite, and yet was on tip toes trying to keep those kisses coming. The last stitch of clothing was of course the tie. She could have used it, sure – but instead she whipped that off fast. The silk slipping past and off his shoulder to be thrown carelessly away. Tommy’s heart was now racing; stampeding within his chest. The excitement was building to a point where he was set to need a release. Before he knew it, Elissa grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down, so the pair would tumble onto the bed together. The bedding was soft on impact and took both their weight well – only creaking slightly in protest. There was more of that to come.

Tommy took to Elissa’s lips again, hungrily kissing her while his tongue darted into her mouth. Searching, licking and then intertwining itself with her own. Elissa tasted so sweet, that Tommy let out another pleasured moan that erupted from the very pit of his stomach. Down lower the hardness rubbed against her inner thigh as though seeking to go further. He’d find her wet spot easily enough as his hips began that age old dance – his ass rising then falling. No doubt her hands would find their place there.

Rolling over, Tommy was now flat on his back having dragged Elissa to straddle him. He broke the kiss, and stared up at her. He knew that her shoulder would make it hard for her to take his weight and so in this position she had more control. Something told Tommy that she liked to be on top. He glided his hands to her waist to help move her into position. Tommy wet his lips in anticipation; his tongue gliding along his bottom lip. There was no need for words. There was the look in his eyes; hungry like a wolf for her. His body glistened beneath her, ready and waiting.



VunG:  It was like there was a frantic drumbeat in her ear attempting to coax some manic dance out the two of them, one which their bodies demanded that they partake in. As they struck the bed, Elissa was more than happy to embrace his lips again, her tongue returning his efforts while her hands sought for something more entertaining than his shoulders. Oh, how she loved those moans, his voice was like honey in this moment, even his taste and scent intoxicating her and immersing her in this moment. As his hardness found her, she immediately took firm hold of his backside and let out what seemed like a wispy purr; her entire body bracing, readying for him to begin proper.

However, instead she found herself surprised and spun back around, and would find herself hurriedly repositioning herself to straddle him. Of course, this was a position she was more than happy with, from the way she moved her legs to the way she perched herself confidently over him with one hand resting on his chest told of that. She was just a touch surprised that he would be so willing to submit. However, as she looked down at his body, his heaving chest, those ravenous eyes of his, and saw how far above them she was, all hesitations stopped and she found herself biting her lip excitedly. Her entire body seemed to coil like a spring, her bad hand moving to slightly tease his wood in preparation while her good one propped her up against his chest. Then, she began. She was relentless, her relatively small size belying just the sheer force she went with. She didn’t necessarily begin quickly, but she definitely escalated. Almost immediately her mouth was open in a pant, her cheeks bright red as she bobbed over him. She occasionally looked up and away, biting her lip as a purr-like rattle escaped her, but most of the time she remained looking down at him wit her hair falling forward, her mouth open, a smile flickering in and out of view.


Razorbackwriter:  How quickly Elissa took to the dominant role. Her face illuminated by her smile as she hovered above Tommy. Chewing her lip as she found the right spot. Slowly lowering down, Tommy let out a satisfied grunt – his eyes closing as he felt himself delve within her. The tightness and wetness making for a sensation that made his toes curl. Tommy tipped his head back, his chest now rising and falling quicker as he snorted through his nostrils. Like a stallion beneath her, he started to raise his hips up to meet hers, ensuring her one hell of a ride. Elissa inflamed his desires, and now he tilted his head back so he could watch her, in all her splendor. Her hair a delicate veil that at times swung forward to mask her face. When she tilted her head back she could see the beauty….the rapture of her taking control and using him as she dared. Though small in size, she made up for that with the exuberance and drive. A fierceness almost as she came up to a speed that would have her bouncing upon him – matching his upward thrusts with downward pressure. Tommy was transfixed, forgetting himself almost as he reached up and cupped her breasts with his large hands. So soft to his coarse skin, they jiggled almost like jellies and he couldn’t help but try to squeeze the nips between his fingers. Everything about Elissa at this moment was wild and carefree. What started out as a crazed dance in the kitchen had evolved into something so much deeper. The touch of her skin made him harden all the more as she clenched her inner muscles – squeezing him till he was now moaning louder.

His hands slid from her breasts, to run up and down her sides as she continued to spur him on. Her cheeks aflame, with those lips now stung to a fullness that needed to be kissed. And they would be. For now, Tommy wanted her to use him. Take what she could get and then explode with her wetness seeping down his inner thighs.

The sound of her purr like rattle was like music to her rhythmic bouncing. Tommy didn’t want her to stop. She was poetry in motion.

Again that smile. It was now burnt deep into his mind. Tommy reciprocated as he smiled back up at her.

“Elissa….” His voice husky as he whispered her name. Tommy’s hands moved toward her hips, and then forgetting himself, he gripped her harshly and pulled her down as he pushed himself hard up inside her with three powered thrusts.



VunG:  Oh how much she adored Tommy in this moment. Elissa may have been in the dominant position, but she was more than happy submit to the primal emotions that this man was putting her through. While his skin may not have been as smooth as her own, even his was more than supple enough for her liking, and while she may have been under some degree of control prior to his thrusting into her, now she was thoroughly off the leash. Immediately she threw her head back with her mouth wide open in a manner suggesting a scream, her “purrs” filling that hole and became more urgent, higher pitched, her hands sliding down to his hips as she tried to keep herself stable. Whenever she looked down and saw him her already burning passions were fanned, his touch poured gasoline onto the fire, his supple muscles utterly maddening to the touch. As he began to touch her chest, she gladly allowed it, reaching around and gripping his ass in turn, the strange intrusion oddly pleasurable as it enticed those sensitive areas, making her bite her lip harshly as they went. She felt as if she were fit to burst at the feeling, his maddening wood putting incredible pressure on her as she in turn clenched down on him, his moans almost seeming to vibrate up into her. She could feel a bit of wetness escaping her, but she didn’t care, he was like some mighty machine pushing her on, he was an incredible driving force and she wouldn’t be satisfied until they both were.

When she heard her name called, she found herself oddly enticed by his voice, the moans strangely eclipsed by just the satisfaction of hearing her name breathlessly voiced, something she wished she could return to him. As it was she returned it with a hushed, still purring, “Tmmi.” However, no sooner had she said that than she felt his hands moving to her hips. As she felt him thrust forcefully into her, the first one had her eyes wide and she let out a shuddering gasp of pleasure as he clearly struck that spot, already sending out of her control. On the second she fell forward over him, hands moving forward to grasp his shoulders to keep herself upright as she felt herself beginning to tense. And then the third, she was down, her entire body clenched as she clamped down on him ferociously and climaxed, a stunned gasp escaping her as she dug into him and struggled not to collapse onto him, her arms shaking as fluids seeped over him.


Razorbackwriter:  Desire had now been overrun by this insatiable need to finish what was started. It was impossible not to be turned on by the whisper like purrs that were now turning into something darker, almost harsh as Elissa tried to vocalize the impending explosion that was on the verge of erupting. She was so close and Tommy could feel it as he spurred her on with his powered thrust. The mad, almost out of control pace at which the two gyrated. Like pistons driven to their optimum speed.

Tommy’s experience told him by the look sound and feel of Elissa that she was just about there and he gave his all in the last powered upward thrusts, as she bared down on him with all her strength – clenching hard as she leaned forward. Tommy grit his teeth when Elissa leaned forward and gripped his shoulders as she climaxed with a heady gasp. Almost crying out in delirious joy. The force so great that Tommy could not hold back any longer. Her tightening muscles and movement hit that spot and Tommy shuddered violently as he moved his hands to grip her ass tight and lock her down upon him; so the two were fixed together. Their juices fusing, melting down each other’s inner thighs. A hot searing heat having being built up, now doused as Tommy tried to catch his breath.

A bead of sweat trickled down Tommy’s forehead – his eyes drilling Elissa’s and he pulled her down to collapse on top of him.


The fast beating of each other’s hearts was a chorus in the silence of the bedroom. The intensity had left a red blush to Tommy’s cheeks and he struggled to speak as though his tongue was tied. He could hardly believe what had just happened between them. Elissa was no ordinary woman. Far from it. She was a goddess….a wild cat that he never wanted to tame. True beauty.

When Tommy finally swallowed and found his voice, he said. “My God. What just happened?” He’s had other lovers, but Elissa was in a class all of her own.




Teasing & Twerking – GS.


Scene setting:  Elissa’s Apartment.

co-written with VunG.


VunG:  Elissa very promptly scoffed at the kiwi comment, resisting the urge to make a comment along the lines of ‘hopefully the branch isn’t a baby carrot,’ mostly succeeding just because she didn’t know the sign language for ‘carrot.’ That said, his weird way of offering a frontal view got her to raise her eyebrows with surprise, though she was quick enough on the trigger to fire back with a toothy grin, ~I bet I’d ask for a refund.~ Nothing quite like some playful insults between friends. What was that that one of the boys on the old squad had said? ‘You know when you have a true friend when you can say things that would get you arrested if said in public.’

She also continued eating her apple as she looked over at him, just waiting for his witty retort. Truth be told, there a lot of different traits she could appreciate in a man, from sensitivity to confidence to intelligence. She wasn’t about to declare Tommy a paragon of that first, but the other two he very clearly had down pat, and damn if that wasn’t something that got her a little hot under the collar. It had been a while since she lost her husband, and while she did miss him, she’d long ago realized that he wouldn’t want her to mope about him too much; so she latched onto that philosophy as best she could manage. Why be afraid of joy because of something you couldn’t change? Sure those old feelings would return, but she would rather avoid them than cling to them.

As Tommy moved closer, she looked up at him expectantly, wondering exactly where he was going with it. The exact situation of his relationship with the other woman got a raised eyebrow out of him, but she chose to take his word for it that he was free as a bird. And then he took his pot shot. There was a very brief moment where she looked genuinely surprised by his compliment, clear as day. Still, she was quick to react, and she came up with an interesting way to toy with him a bit. Turning towards him and making sure that there was some open space behind him, she leaned up on her tip-toes, putting both hands on his chest, looking like she was offering a kiss. However, before he could move to put his hands behind her, she pushed him away somewhat firmly, though all the while grinning wickedly, grabbing her apple from the counter and signing challengingly, ~You’re not man enough to keep up.~ Her blue eyes were sparking fiercely, challenging him to try as she took a bite of her apple, cocking her hips and putting her free hand on it.


Razorbackwriter:  Now there is a thing called playing hard to get, but there is also that moment when a challenge is issued. Acting all coy and then giving Tommy a good shove back followed by a wicked signing that he wasn’t man enough to keep up with her, was like throwing down the gauntlet. “Aha!” Tommy let out a loud laugh as though he found her comment to be totally laughable. Tommy Xo? Not man enough. Was she daring to question his ability to please a woman? Oh those baby blue eyes of her were practically dazzling as she took another bite from her apple and gave a little hip wiggle. Her hand resting on her hip as though she was daring him.


Tommy started to slowly unbutton his shirt, and there would be no signing from him as he exposed his chest. He then pulled it roughly from where it was tucked into his pants and ripped it off – showing off his upper torso. Tommy started to make his pecs dance as he did a little shuffle, giving Elissa a little floor show in the kitchen.

“I got the moves, El.”

It was like something out of a Channing Tatum movie for her eyes only. Either she was going to choke on her apple, or die laughing. Either way, this morning was getting pretty interesting. Tommy grabbed his tie and then draped it around Elissa’s neck and winked to see how she would react. He then spun around and twerked….Yes…he twerked.




VunG:  Elissa remained calmly watching as Tommy went about slowly stripping out of his shirt, wondering what in the world he had in mind. She knew darn well that she’d pretty well thrown down the gauntlet and she figured that unless he was the weakest person ever she’d probably have to put up with him attempting to put the moves on her for the next little while. And she was perfectly fine with that. However, what she hadn’t been expecting was for him to go full-on Chip’n’Dale’s on her right there in her kitchen. Initially she was just stunned, her eyes watching as his muscles rippled and just trying to comprehend what she was watching… and once he spoke she was immediately rolling, soft coughs escaping her as she leaned over, tears of laughter streaming down her face.

At that point, all was thrown to the wind, goodbye rules, goodbye outside world, hello surreally sexy morning. As he wrapped his tie around her, she promptly winked back with an eager grin, wanting to know where he was going with this. But then he… oh jeeze. He twerked. Well, there were two reactions she could have to that, but only one of which would have actually been worth the effort. If you can’t beat ’em…

Immediately she joined him, rubbing her front up against him, ignoring the fact that she was on the wrong side for the female. She wasn’t in anything nearly as sexy as his attire (or lack thereof), but her nightgown definitely rode up to reveal her plain panties. She placed her hands on his backside while this was going on, and she even went so far as to give him a light smack, a snicker accompanying it as they went.

Eventually she tired of the embarrassment that was realizing she twerked of all things, so she quickly grabbed him and spun him around to face her. Grabbing the tie that was now around her neck, she hooked it back around his and yanked her close to her and pressed her lips to his roughly, her eyes burning excitedly. It was a damn good thing she couldn’t speak, because she damn well didn’t want to voice the fact of the matter: despite how silly this whole thing was, Tommy had definitely won.


Razorbackwriter:   What a sight! The pair of them both twerking without music but the whisper like laughter that was coming from Elissa. Tommy could be a right dolt at times, but in a way it was infectious as now Elissa had completely lowered her guard and joined in on the mad cap dancing. Totally taking on the wrong roles, with Tommy acting more like Miley Cyrus at the Music awards. To feel Elissa rub against him as she did was a bit of a surprise for Tommy; but a happy one at that. When she went a bit further and actually spanked him, he let out a loud whoop like he was at a rodeo. With her hands clasping his rear, Tommy gave her a bit of a ride – so to speak. A few extra ass wiggles and he was done. Before he could catch a breathe however, Elissa grabbed Tommy and spun him around – dropping the tie around his neck as though she was lassoing him. Oh this really was a rodeo. Pleasantly surprised at her bold action, the next thing she did totally caught him off guard. Using the tie, Elissa yanked his head forward and down so that she could press her lips hard to his. Tommy’s eyes were wide with surprise and didn’t miss the look in her eyes. Dayumn! How he did it, he still didn’t know, but the fire in her eyes soon caught his own. Reaching around, Tommy gripped the cheeks of Elissa’s ass and hoisted her up so that she would have to wrap her legs around his hips for support.

A sharp growl emitted from Tommy’s throat – a rich sound that could be felt as well as heard. Tommy didn’t care that Elissa was still in her night gown – which had ridden up even further up her thighs. His fingers dug into the soft cheeks of her backside – kneading them while his tongue searched within her mouth for hers. Tommy may have won, but he easily surrendered to her.




VunG:  Oh, even without actually having one, Elissa was feeling so hot under the collar she might as well catch fire. She had absolutely no idea why she was doing this, whether she was just in desperate need of something to purge her stress, lonely, genuinely attracted to Tommy on both a physical or mental level, or all of the above, but she just felt absolutely on fire. The feel of his hands on her backside was unexpected, but she had no complaints about it, and moved naturally as he lifted her up off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist while her hands went behind his neck, letting the tie hang limp. The growl was a new one to her, but she loved it, she loved the sensation it created as their mouths tussled.

As he continued to knead her backside she let out a sound of herself, almost like she was sighing, but much more sensual than that. Her tongue fought back against his, gladly meeting it and tangling with it ferociously as she kissed him back aggressively. She may have been a heterosexual woman, but with her husband and her few other past boyfriends she’d been the man of the relationship, and even if she didn’t demand it, her borderline aggressive mentality was still there. Her fingers gripped tightly to his skin, kneading his back much as his hands were working at her, and right now the only thing keeping her from flinging her gown off was the fact that she’d likely fall off if she attempted it. Even if she was no longer the ‘man’ of the house and had quite easily surrendered to Tommy’s wiles, that didn’t mean she didn’t have a different kind of fight left in her.


Nothing serious – GS.

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Scene setting:  Elissa’s Apartment.

co-written with VunG.



The next morning

Elissa woke to the feeling of her painkillers wearing off. It wasn’t a great surprise, in fact she fully expected this to happen, though she was hoping she would just wake up beforehand instead. Wincing as she slowly rose from her bed, she actually had to pause to catch her breath before actually heading off. Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was seven o’clock in the morning. Ugh… she didn’t know what was worse, that she’d slept in or that she felt like she needed more sleep than that. Getting up with a grunt, she quietly went ahead and made the journey from her bedroom to the bathroom, stepping as softly as possible to avoid waking Tommy. She had woken up once before during the night, partially to get another painkiller in her, and partially to change into hernightgown, but she had basically been running on autopilot and hadn’t realized that he’d passed out, or even that the TV was on. It was kind of adorable actually, the TV still quietly doing its thing, news currently on while he silently snoozed on the couch. Smiling softly, she went ahead and grabbed a blanket from her room and brought it over to him, laying it on him as gently as possible to avoid waking him.

After that she promptly went ahead and take care of her morning requirements, especially those damn painkillers. Eventually she’d make her way over to the kitchen and begin making herself some cereal and start fixing both of them a pot of coffee.


Razorbackwriter:  The new morning had finally dawned and while Elissa had been up for sometime, Tommy had slept in. He had found the couch to be more comfortable than his own bed at home and kicked his feet up. The blanket that Elissa had draped on him during the night was now half hanging on the floor, but Tommy had one part gripped tightly within his hand. The sound of Elissa going through her morning routine caused Tommy to stir and he smacked his lips as he slowly opened his eyes. Naturally the surrounds at first were unfamiliar and this caused him to sit up with a bit of a fright. Only when he smelt the coffee that Elissa was making, did he rouse to the fact of where he was. Looking down at himself, he was disgusted to find that he was still wearing the same clothes, now for three days straight. Tommy grimaced and threw back the blanket, feeling like a bum. “Morning.” Tommy’s voice had an extra deepness to it as his throat was dry. First things first, he needed a shower…and a shave. Getting up off the couch, he dug into his pockets for his car keys. Thankfully Tommy kept a bag in his car with a change of clothes and a shaving kit. He was like a boy scout in that affect, that he liked to be prepared. Mumbling that he was going to go grab his bag of clothes from his car, Tommy ducked out of Elissa’s apartment and headed down to where his car was parked, to get his gear.

This might have confused Elissa if she had not heard what he had said.

No sooner had he gone, Tommy was back and instead of going into the kitchen, the reporter went straight into the bathroom and shut the door. A shower was a welcome relief, as Tommy cared a great deal about his appearance. Frank might have been able to go a few days without changing, but not Tommy. Soon Elissa would hear Tommy’s voice as he started singing in the shower. “Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand……” he wasn’t a bad singer, but his taste in music was totally old school.

Opening the door, Tommy came out in just his towel, and walked into the kitchen still dripping. He smiled warmly at Elissa as he looked about for a coffee cup.

“Now I don’t smell like garbage. Morning to you, Elissa.”

Was he going to have his coffee before he got dressed. With another towel he rubbed his wet hair. it was like having a large dog in her kitchen. He was dripping everywhere.



VunG:  Elissa looked up from her bowl as Tommy began the laborious process of waking up, though otherwise continued to eat, even beginning to gather up a newspaper as she started up her day. As he greeted her, she gave him a smile and nodded calmly, signing a ~Good morning~ of her own before continuing her breakfast. Of course, she was kind of oblivious to him being a bit rank, for whatever reason she’d gained a bit of a tolerance for smells, though perhaps that had to do with her being a bit of a bachelorette herself. She indeed caught his mumbling, and scoffed lightly as he went on out. Actually… she should probably look into taking a shower too; she was a little more diligent than him, but it had been a wee bit. Though… her stitches put a wrinkle in that plan. Suppose she could sponge herself off, even if that didn’t give the satisfaction of a shower it would get the job done. Shrugging it off, she supposed she could just put on some deodorant and take care of it when she didn’t have guests.

She would continue reading as Tommy went about showering, mouthing along with him as he sang, a wide smile on her face at just how silly this was. Truth be told, she was right with him on the older tastes in music, though she also enjoyed a lot of modern metal and some of whatever Hans Zimmer’s genre was. Once he came out, she gave him yet another repeated nod, initially not paying much attention and not reacting in the slightest to his effectively nude state. Though, once she did, she did a double-take and her eyes promptly locked on the model’s body, a blush immediately coming to her cheeks. Dayumn! Just… dayumn! He was quite the looker! Heck, she didn’t even notice he was dripping; it just threw her off so much to look up to suddenly behold smoking hot guy in a towel just standing in her kitchen getting coffee like they were common law or some shit. She made no effort to hide that she was looking at first, and even once she recovered she gave him a smug smirk and leaned forward from the little bar on the other side of the kitchen. ~I wasn’t aware I invited a stripper,~ she teased lightly, obviously not upset in the slightest. Hell, if she thought she’d have gotten to see someone like that, she’d have put on something a little more lacy, give him a bit of a show to make it a fair trade. Elissa wasn’t promiscuous or anything, but she kind of had the jock mentality of being more than willing to joke and banter about such things.



“A stripper?” Tommy couldn’t help but laugh about that random comment. He glanced down to see the small puddles of water on the floor, and then he looked up at Elissa with a crooked smirk. “If you wanted a show, all you had to do was ask.” With that he turned around and then dropped his towel on the wet spot, giving a little wiggle of his backside before strutting back to the bathroom to find his change of clothes. Would this have left her with a jaw dropper? Maybe. He had great buns. It was little wonder he was a part time underwear model.

More singing came from the bedroom as he changed into a smart shirt and trousers. His dirty clothes he put back in the bag he brought up from the car. He would need to drop that into Wong’s Dry Cleaners on the way home. Tommy rarely did his own laundry. You could probably pass him for a SNAG (sensitive new age guy), but he had some habits that were a bit strange to say the least – like parading before Elissa in just a towel. The poor girl, what was she thinking?

Re emerging, looking a lot more like the Tommy that Elissa knew, he came back into the kitchen and picked up the wet towel from the floor. Tommy was more of a morning person by all accounts. He had a cheeky way about him once he had had a cup of coffee. Noting that Elissa had cereal for breakfast, Tommy asked. “Got any fruit?” The reporter loved fruit for breakfast. He also liked bacon and eggs, but he didn’t want to put Elissa out.




VunG:  Elissa laughed in turn with Tommy’s response, fully intending for him to just move along or perhaps just tease her a bit about it. Not that she would’ve minded that, in fact she would’ve been more than capable of responding. Instead, though, she wound up with her mouth agape as Tommy dropped his towel and strutted away, her eyes glued firmly on his posterior. She… actually had no response, no witty comeback, all she could think to do was, just as he was about to enter the bathroom, do quick wolf whistle. Of course immediately she regretted that and smacked her face, beet red with embarrassment.

It wasn’t like there was anything wrong with looking at a good looking fellow, because Tommy was DEFINITELY fine, it just felt a little odd having someone parading around like that after only recently meeting them. Heh, at this rate if neither of them asked the other out on a date by the end of this whole mess she’d be shocked; because very honestly she liked his company even excluding the hot buns.

By the time he came out, she had finished and rinsed her cereal and was still beet red, though smiling so at the very least it was obvious she didn’t mind so much. She didn’t really classify as a morning person or a non-morning person, she was mostly just neutral about mornings and woke up at a steady curve. That said, this weirdness had gotten her moving farfaster than any coffee could. At his request for fruit, she looked up cheekily and signed with a wicked grin, ~I’m pretty sure I saw some berries hanging around,~ her eyes pointing low towards his waist before chuckling and shaking her head and walking over to her fridge. Reaching in, she pulled out a pair of braeburn apples and lobbed one over to him, biting into hers with a relaxed smile as she leaned calmly on the counter. She actually wasn’t entirely certain herself if she was really being flirty or just generally coy, but at this point she was just having a lot of fun with Tommy. Chuckling at a thought, she signed with her tongue briefly sticking out playfully, “I hope for our sake you don’t have a girlfriend, otherwise we are both dead.~


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy heard that wolf whistle. So, she did appreciate a nice butt. This made Tommy’s ego inflate slightly as he yelled out “I heard that’ When Tommy had come back into the kitchen, Elissa had already cleaned up her cereal bowl and was all too happy to tell him that she had seen some berries hanging about. “Oh ha ha.” Tommy picked up on the innuendo real quick, and the idea that she would call them berries made him step up to the plate. “More like kiwi fruit.” Yup, slightly rounded and hairy, but a lot larger than berries. This was said with a firm nod, like he knew his anatomy far better than she did.“Should have given you a frontal view, but that costs extra.” Elissa would be able to see the twinkle in his eyes as he was getting a good amount of amusement from their playful banter.

Catching the braeburn apply on the fly, Tommy took a big bite out of his apple – chewing noisily as he waited for a comeback that he was sure to be solid gold. The girl was as quick as they came and there was nothing he admired more than a girl with a sharp mind and sense of fun. A little bit of apple juice was running down his chin as he took another bite and mused over her comment about hoping he didn’t have a girlfriend. Their playing around, though not yet physical was bordering on getting sexual. Seeing the poking of her tongue following the signing, Tommy moved closer towards Elissa. He had a flirtatious look about his features, and being so close she was sure to smell the musk of his scent mixed with his after shave. “No one’s about to die. I don’t have a girlfriend, well nothing serious. One girl likes to cook for me.” He said with a shrug. So….he was available. Then he went for the kill. “You’re blushing.” His eyes focused directly on hers.“’s kinda sexy.”



Someone to watch over me – GS.

Scene setting : Elissa’s apartment.

co-written with VunG.


Razorbackwriter:  When last Tommy had seen Frank and Elissa, it was when he had dropped them both off at Elissa’s apartment. Frank, being the man that he was offered to look after Elissa at her place since she had just been released from hospital and was still in a bad way. Parking his car, Tommy looked across the seat to the package that he had been given by Madame Rose Li. He shuddered as he remembered the sickening pictures of the Commander inside. He hadn’t even gone as far as to watch the DVD, but if the pictures were anything to go by, it certainly wouldn’t be suitable for viewing. As far as Tommy was concerned this was pure blackmail material. How long Rose had been sitting on it was unclear, but one thing was clear and that was that there was more to this than met the eye. A shift in power in the underworld perhaps. Tommy really didn’t know for sure, but if the Commander was working for one crime boss rather than a syndicate, than it would make perfect sense to tear him down and expose the Mister Big behind Joey’s murder. Armed with this knowledge, Tommy believed that this could only serve to help Frank and even make it onto the papers. Probably social media too.

Taking up the package, Tommy got out of his car and headed into the apartment complex. Taking the lift up to the third floor, when he got out he headed down to Elissa’s apartment. It was getting late now, and both Elissa and Frank might be sleeping. Tommy wasn’t to know, as he hadn’t bothered to call them. He was kinda in a rush to tell them what he had been given, even though part of him hated using anything brought up by Rose. There was definitely no good blood between them.

Tommy stood at the door and knocked three times, waiting for someone to answer.



VunG:  Knock, knock, knock. Elissa jolted awake from her slumber, her good hand reaching for the knife she kept under her pillow just out of pure reflex. Eyes darting around, it took her a solid five seconds before she realized that she was just overreacting, as tended to be the case with these things. Shaking her head, she looked up towards the door to her bedroom and realized that someone must’ve been at the door. Jeeze… she must’ve been really tired, she didn’t even have any dreams while she was asleep. Frowning, she looked to the clock, and realized that it had only been maybe an hour or two since before… no wonder she didn’t feel refreshed.

Yawning massively, she got up, still dressed in her pants and tank top, and stumbled over to the door. She had to admit, she felt a little out of it; perhaps the painkillers were affecting her slightly, or just the blood-loss. Still, her shoulder didn’t hurt for the time being. Or maybe she still had a bone to pick with Frank…

Shaking off that thought, she went ahead and opened the door. Tommy would of course notice that Elissa wasn’t in any great shape at the moment; her hair was splayed every which way, she had full blown grocery bags under red-riddled eyes. However, she visibly perked up a little at seeing him, even if she was slightly surprised to see the reporter here after his rather hurried departure. Not really waiting for an explanation, she went ahead and ushered him in, figuring that it could perhaps wait until he was settled in.


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy’s hand was still in the air as he was about to knock again when the door opened suddenly and Elissa appeared – looking like she had just rolled out of bed. Tommy made a slight face to see her like this. It was not like he was being rude, just shocked by her appearance. Hair wild. Wind swept and interesting. Her eyes had massive bags beneath them with red veins streaking across the white. She…was a sight. Tommy almost forgot what he was there for. At first he stuttered as he tried to find his voice. “God, did I wake you up?” This was said as he leaned forward a little. The parcel in his left hand making a slight crackling sound as he waited to be invited in. Course, she ushered him in kindly and he sort of hopped through the door. He looked awkward, like he was trespassing. Wasn’t Frank still here?

“I know I should have called first but….I’m still kind of in shock by what is in this package.” Finding the nearest table he placed it down, before turning and looking about the room for Frank.

“Where’s Frank?” Tommy again assumed he was there somewhere.

Not seeing him off the bat, Tommy then thought he might have been in the bathroom….or the bedroom.

While waiting for Elissa to close the door, Tommy started to explain more in depth why he was there.

“I’ve just come from my office. Had a run in with my editor WHO happened to have been chewed out by one fat prick at the NYPD top office.” Elissa would be able to guess just who he meant by that. “Then….a blast from the past.” A delicate way of saying Rose. “…was waiting for me in my office. With this.”

He spilled out the photographs and the DVD on the coffee table. The images were shocking to say the least.

“I…bet you can guess who the guy with the goat is.” Tommy said. He then waited for her reaction.



VunG:  Elissa didn’t truly realize what sort of condition she seemed to be in, though if she looked half as bad as she felt she was probably a bit of a mess. Still, it wasn’t like Tommy was doing anything wrong. She shrugged lightly at his question, admitting that he did, but she didn’t even have the energy to be angry at him even if she wanted to be. As she closed the door behind him, she raised an eyebrow at the comment about the package, but she figured it was probably something either to do with the creature from the alleyway or something else of a useful nature. When the question of Frank came up, she sighed with frustration, shaking her head, fully intending to sign an explanation. She was still royally mad at the guy, mostly because she was worried about him… and also because she was angry at herself. However, before she could explain the situation to Tommy, he went ahead and began explaining that he’d already been head off at the pass by the commander.

She went ahead and knelt down by the coffee table at his explanation. And then it all came out onto the table… and leaned over to look at one of the pictures thoughtlessly, letting out a tired yawn, smacking her lips as she tried to focus on it. Okay… so someone was caught in a compromising picture with… wait that was the Commander with a… was that a… goat? Immediately she shook her head with shock, smacking herself in the cheek as if she was imagining things. “Wht?!” she whispered aloud, spreading out the pictures before sputtering into a fit of coughing that didn’t know if it was laughter. It was kind of like a train-wreck, disturbing in a way that you wanted to look away, but you couldn’t.

Eventually she pulled away from it and looked at Tommy with a strange expression, half-way between horrified and amused. He’d probably just given them a hell of a lot of ammunition to use, and there were so many ways that they could use it. Sighing softly, she said to him with a light smirk, ~You’re so bad for even considering these helpful.~ At which point she leaned forward towards him, folding her hands over each other and looked up at him with a tired but wicked smile, ~So how are we going to use them?~


Razorbackwriter:  ~You’re so bad for even considering these helpful.~

“Hey, I’m not the one having sex with the goat!”

Tommy had a smug expression as he stood with his arms folded before Elissa. “I mean, I have heard of loving animals, but that’s ridiculous.” Pointing at one picture in particular. It was disgusting. The reporter would not ever normally consider using such images on social media or print media, but Frank’s career and the lives of those he cared about were being affected by the crooked Commander. Elissa’s reaction was not totally unexpected. A sort of horrified giggle in seeing the shocking images came from her though silently as she had no voice. ~So how are we going to use them?~ That was Elissa’s next question and an important one.

“Use them as leverage. Send him one and say there is more and that unless he met our demands then his goat love affair will be plastered over ever possible social media service on earth.” At the end of saying this, Tommy flashed a grin. He was feeling a bit cocky for even going this far.

“I can’t wait for Frank to see these.”

Still Tommy had not cottoned on that Frank was not in Elissa’s apartment. He was so caught up in his plans with the dirty pictures that his rush to tell Elissa had him missing the clues that Frank had left.

The reporter let out a loud yawn as he had still not been to bed for two days. Patting his hand over his mouth, he asked.“Can I bum a coffee from you?”




VunG:  Elissa snickered a bit at the man’s protests; she’d largely been joking with him. It was disgusting, yes, but she had to admit that this sort of thing was solid gold as far as what they needed in this situation. She wasn’t the sort of person to do these shadowy backstabbing skulduggery things, but desperate times called for desperate measures… and there were some enemies that were just worth the pleasure of watching them squirm. It would be a shame that she’d never get the chance to see the looks on the commander’s face. She returned his grin tiredly, eager to follow through on this plan of his… though she almost wanted to get some electronic copies. Shame that that sort of stuff would be easily traced if she wasn’t careful.

And then he mentioned Frank. Immediately she winced, guilt crashing over her like a tsunami wave. She’d been forced to abandon the man by her damn injuries, but she’d taken her sweet time in letting Tom know. Not that they could probably do anything… it sounded like the pizza place was just a stopping point, wherever Frank was headed after that was anyone’s guess. Sighing, she nodded to his request, gesturing to the coffee machine on her desk, a bright red Folger’s can next to it. However, before he could get away, she grabbed his hand to get his attention and explained. ~Frank flew the coop,~ she told him, concern apparent in her eyes, ~He received a call from someone, Isolde I think, and left without explaining. But… I don’t know… he looked like he was going to his own execution.” Sighing she shook her head and bit her lip, continuing to sign, “I don’t know if he’s planning on doing something drastic or just needed to get away, but… I should’ve gone after him, injuries be damned.”


Razorbackwriter:  Tommy was about to help himself to a hot cup of joe, when Elissa grabbed his hand in order to get his attention. The reporter had been yapping so much that the poor girl could barely get across the fact that Frank…had flown the coop. Watching her hand signing, he realized that Frank must have just came up for a moment or two with Elissa and then taken off again after a call from Isa. The last part of her signing had Tommy start to have a fit.

“He was SUPPOSED to be taking care of you!” Oh Tommy was angry. He threw his head back and let out a strangled sort of noise. If that son of a bitch was going to go do something drastic rather than stand and fight, Tommy would never forgive him. Or himself. It was not like Tommy could baby sit Frank 24/7, but some days that was what he felt he needed to do. Ever since Rory’s death, Frank’s life had crumbled into the pathetic existence he now suffered. Tommy instantly forgot all about coffee. Turning to Elissa he went to reach for her shoulders, then realized that he would do her an injury. Tommy stopped himself in time and seemed to just have his hands hanging in the air… he wanted to throttle something. He had the goods on the Commander, to make the Boss back the hell off Frank. It would give them breathing space till the real shooter was caught. The reporter was starting to wonder if he was in the right job.

“You are injured, Elissa. No way should you have followed him. Damn, you look like you could use another eight hours of sleep.”

Taking out his cellphone, he tried to ring Frank. All he got, was his message bank.

“It’s Tommy! You call and let us know where you are. I swear to hell and back if you do something stupid, I’ll kill you myself!”

Tommy ended the message and stared at Elissa with a grumpy look.

“Too harsh?”



VunG:  Perhaps she should’ve just kept her mouth shut. Elissa knew damn well that Tommy had every right to be angry, and she was right there with him, but by the same token she didn’t want these two friends getting into yet another fight on her behalf. And damn it all, she was too tired to deal with any more drama. For a moment when Tommy raised his hands she thought that he had lost it and was about to shake her, but apparently he caught himself before he followed through with whatever it was. His words cut a bit, though she knew he meant nothing by it. She shook her head insistently declaring defiantly, ~I’ll live,~ not truly realizing the irony of the statement.

However, she definitely had no complaints about what he said to Frank, and while it was perhaps a bit harsh, the man needed something harsh to wake him up. When the man hung up the phone, she responded to his comment with a shrug then reached for his hand, holding it calmly between both of hers. Then she did a rather dramatic inhale, her entire body puffing up before she let out a noisy exhale. She repeated this once or twice, then released his hand and gestured for him to copy her. Right now getting worked into a frenzy wasn’t helping anyone. However, she didn’t go anywhere; right now coffee, sleep, and all that nonsense took second place to simply dealing with the interpersonal nonsense that needed addressing in the here and now.


Razorbackwriter:  Elissa was being so strong and making out how she’d live, even though it was pretty clear that she needed rest to help her get better. How were the painkillers to do their job if she didn’t get some sleep? Feeling Elissa take his hand and try to hold it between the two of hers, Tommy stared at her oddly; still annoyed with Frank. She started doing this dramatic and bizarre inhaling and exhaling. You know the kind you do when you are in a pregnancy class. It looked odd, but she must have had a reason for it. “Ohhhh you want me to ….oh right.” Hearing the noisy exhale, Tommy puffed up his chest – inflating his lungs to the max and then let out a really loud long sigh. Did it help? Hard to say, but it took his mind off Frank. He did another one and you could see his body was starting to relax. His shoulders dropped slightly and the furrowing of his brows stopped. A last sigh, and Tommy made up his mind what needed to happen now. No more chasing, no more running after leads. Elissa’s health came first. Tommy resigned himself to now being Elissa’s babysitter. Not Frank’s. Frank had yet to return his call, so he tossed his cell on the coffee table that was covered in the dirty photos.

“Right little lady. Bed…and I won’t have a word of argument. Not one. And no wicked hand signing either.”

There, he had given the order. No sooner said, he took off his jacket and tossed it over a chair, before kicking off his shoes. He threw himself on the couch and rummaged for the TV remote.

“I wonder if Dancing with the stars is on.” He was speaking now to himself, thinking she would be a good girl and just go to bed, like he had told her too.




VunG:  To Elissa’s relief, Tommy caught onto what she was trying to do, and she watched as he very visibly calmed down a bit. Granted, she doubted that such things would be enough to completely calm him down, but it was a place to start. As he released his own sigh, she eased off and released his hands. With that done though, she realized that he was probably going to wind up babysitting her, and as humiliating as that was, she was admittedly a grateful that he cared that much. Finally letting her barriers drop as he somewhat bossily told her to go to bed, she responded with a sleepy but bratty looking, ~Yes dad.~ However, as she was turning to go to her bedroom and take another shot at getting the rest she so desperately needed, she paused and turned back around. She caught his comment, but it wasn’t of much consequence to her at the moment.

As she looked back to Tommy, she couldn’t help but feel a slight warmth in her cheeks. He was acting so selflessly on her behalf, and when they had only just met too. Biting her lip thoughtfully, she re-entered the room and went over behind him on the couch. The man would find her arms lightly wrapping around his chest as she leaned behind him, then, leaning up to his ear, whispered a raspy, “Thanks.” Giving him a light peck on the cheek, she then went ahead and returned to her room, giving one last look towards him with a thin smile before ducking inside and finally trying to get some sleep again.


Razorbackwriter:  Feeling the warm arms wrap around his chest caught the reporter by surprise, but he quickly accepted it when he felt her breath upon his ear. That deep raspy wisp of a voice offering thanks made him chuckle. If only everyone knew the delight of a breathless thank you. Frank patted her arm on feeling the light peck of her lips to his cheek.“You’re welcome, hun.”

Watching Elissa finally make the trek into her bedroom and closing her door, Tommy put his feet up on the coffee table and started to flick through the channels. Infomercials, old soaps, gory news bulletins from around the globe and finally a repeat of Dancing with the stars. Oh this was candy floss for the brain and after about two minutes the remote slid from Tommy’s hand as his head lolled back and a loud snore erupted.

The poor guy finally gave up fighting the need for sleep and succumbed like a baby.

On the idiot box, the dancers were doing a slow tango. Brightly coloured garb swirled on the dance floor; with judges to the side looking bored shit less.