Hell Hath No Fury... [Nick & Faith] (M)

Nick was angry. So angry, in fact, that he'd had to leave the house before he broke anything more, or showed his bad mood to Joe. It was hard work, having that boy around. Still, it was his turn to go out, because Alex wouldn't dare say he couldn't - not in this mood. He'd found out about Edward - just when he was trusting that Alex hadn't done anything with Jace or Josh - and was seriously considering finding out where he lived and murdering him in his bed. But that wouldn't work as revenge, not really. There were much better things he could do to torment that b*stard. He turned around and leaned on the bar, ordering a few more shots and drinking them down in quick succession. Even alcohol wasn't soothing him, it was just making things worse. He could go and dance, and find someone else, and run away for the night - or he could sit here, fuming, waiting...

Faith was out of her depth, making her way through the crowds of people what she needed was a relaxing night out without anyone there to make it trouble. She could go and have a smile few drinks before waiting around, maybe having a dance then leaving, just to save her being stuck in the Orphanage any longer than she needed to be. She wore a simple black dress that clung to her petite frame with an ornamental golden necklace that hung over her large cleavage and just under her bust, hanging perfectly as it caught the flashing lights. The blinded her to an extent and she would rather have gone somewhere else like a coffee shop but no where was open at this time of night so this would have to do for now. Her stiletto heels gave her a bit more of a boost in her height, allowing her posture to flow gracefully.

Nick stood up very suddenly when he saw Faith among the crowd. Now that was a way to get revenge. An eye for an eye, and all that. He caught up with her quickly by darting around people, and grabbed her gently round the waist, pulling her out of the crowd and towards him. She truly was a beautiful girl - how Edward could throw her around like he did, Nick didn't know. He didn't know much about commitment, but he could see that those big wide eyes and perfect lips would keep him coming back for more. If he was Edward, that is. She looked very much like Alex - if Alex was a girl. "You don't look very comfortable," he observed. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Nick," She whispered softly with a small confused look shifting onto her face as her lips parted slowly, "Please." She nodded as she then felt his arms slip securely around her, she wasn't going to say no - maybe this was fate, testing her? "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with, yunno, him?" She asked as she then looked away, she couldn't even bare to speak her friends name, if she could even call him a friend that was.

"Not tonight," he said darkly, leading her to the bar and ordering two shots - one each. He knew exactly how she felt; he could have asked the same question of her, but he wouldn't make her more upset than she obviously already was. He wondered for a moment how it had been with Edward - had he hurt her, or had he been very gentle about it? And how had he been with Alex? He knew that the boy - his boy - had bruises and scratches from it, and it was those battle scars that had given it away, but that didn't necessarily mean anything for certain. Bruises and scratches can appear for no reason. He took the drinks and passed one to Faith, then downed his. He shouldn't have any more, really, but she looked like she needed it. He fixed her with a blank stare that could have meant anything; for the meantime he was just taking in that natural beauty that came from being a woman.

Faith simply nodded to him as she understood how he was feeling, how his dark tone represent herself aswell as him. "Thank you," She whispered to him as the barman passed their shots, Faith took hold of hers and placed it to her lips, downing it in on e quick swig before she pulled a strange face and shook it off, maybe she could have some fun tonight? Even better with Nick Foxx, known to be a natural charmer around the school. "That's vile! How could you drink something like that?" She laughed as her lips turned into a soft, gentle smile that was rather genuine rather than forced, she wanted herself to have a good time aswell as Nick - they both deserved it.

"Don't worry - after a few you forget about the taste," he said, laughing as he reassured her. Yes, and after a few more you forget about everything else. "Look, there's a free table over there - I don't feel much like dancing, do you?" He ordered another two shots each and took them over to the table, sitting down very casually and leaning against the back of the chair. Before Faith could sit down, however, someone very rude and inconsiderate stole the other chair. "Oh dear," Nick teased, sitting up a little straighter. "Looks like you'll have to sit on my lap..." Things definitely were working in his favour now.

Faith was going to go after the rude person and tell them to ask for it properly before she looked over to Nick and laughed, "Sit on your lap? Very well then," She mused as she then sat on his lip, her small frame didn't way very much hence why she perched there, taking her shot and downing it again, "Nope, still disgusting," She mused before she then sat properly on his lap, maybe one could say that Faith was the poor innocent lamb being led to the slaughter. "I can't dance so it doesn't really matter," She laughed and tossed her long hair over her bare, naked shoulder that glowed in the lights.

"No, I'm not very good at it either," he whispered, lying effortlessly. With one arm loosely around her waist he straightened up and brushed his lips very lightly along her shoulder, breathing in her soft scent. He wasn't breaking any pretences; she should know as well as any that being bought a drink by Nick Foxx meant you had to give something back. But perhaps this would be a lot more fun than normal - he was sure there was something more to Faith than just the quiet, shy exterior. There was bound to be something a little more...exhilarating...under the surface.

Faith instantly shut her eyes as she felt his massaging kisses to her neck, she held herself back and bit down harsh on her lip from even letting out the smallest of moans, she had to stay quiet, relaxed as she then smiled. "That - makes, both of - us." She managed to whisper out as she felt his hands around her waist, maybe she should never have accepted the drink in the first place but something made her want to help him, to help him with his revenge, Edward had hurt her, but so had Alex, therefore this way she could get back at both of them. Letting her hand slip down his leg, she then moved it slowly over the inside of his leg, her fingertips teasing him as she soon reached his crotch.

He laughed as her hand signalled him to go further, and kissed her neck much harder, biting down playfully on her skin. He glanced around briefly at the other tables; there were other couples doing much worse things than they were - they wouldn't have to move anywhere just yet. "Yes, I never seem to be able to...control myself properly," he replied, his comment applying either to dancing or whatever else they were discussing euphemistically. He turned her around on his lap, allowing her to face him as his hands danced up her slender frame, resting in the small of her back.

"Controlling takes practice, the more you practice the better you get," She whispered as her small petite arms slipped around his neck slowly so that her large chest hit his and her lips brightened up into a small smile, a devilish on at that as her eyes glistened with excitement of what was about to come. Her breath trailed off his neck as she then simply ducked a few simple kisses just under his jawline before she pressed her hands on his chest, "But I like things wild, not tame."

"Then you're very lucky to be with me," he murmured, pulling her closer still and kissing her neck again, right up to her earlobe, which he bit softly. He could be wild - he was, most of the time - but he could also be calm - like the sea after a storm, or a gun after it has gone off - but he could never, ever be described as tame. Tameness was a different thing entirely. His hands moved downwards, stroking the back of her thighs as he continued to kiss everywhere but her lips; her neck, her cheek, under her chin, between her collar bones, her shoulders, the tops of her breasts...

"Yes, I think I am. I think many men and women would be wanting to be in my position right now," She whispered as she then slipped her hands over his shoulders as her kisses became more daring, leaving from his cheek to the corner of his lips, her tongue teasing him as she then shifted her hips slowly, grinding them against his lap as she then let out a small, pleased moan as his kisses reached her breasts.

"Let's go," he said suddenly, picking her up without warning and carrying her, bridal style, with very little effort. She wasn't heavy at all. Going into the toilets with a girl wasn't the most glamorous of things - ordinarily he'd have taken her back to his place, but that wasn't really an option what with Alex being there, and Joe. It would have to do, though, and he supposed they were both too desperate for a wild adventure to bother too much about the surroundings. He carried her in and locked them in a cubicle, immediately pressing her against the wall and slipping his hand up her back to find the zip of her dress.

Her lips clashed with his in a fierce kiss as she too started to pull off his shirt, undoing the buttons at a quick pace she then ripped it off his arms and flung it to the floor as she then kissed down his neck as her dress soon slipped down to the floor also. She was stood in her leopard print underwear, her cleavage now leaving hardly anything to the imagination, yet her slim body wasn't underfed, it was curvy in the right places. Her hand shot down to undo his belt buckle, whilst she then pressed another kiss to his shoulder-blade.

He rolled his head back, emitting a silent gasp as her hands worked lower and lower, and his crept higher, expertly undoing her bra with three fingers. He leaned back to allow the flimsy piece of material to drop to the floor, then picked her up again and pressed her against the wall, kissing her neck hungrily while his hands covered the breasts he had just exposed. Why hadn't he done this before? She was stunning, and just right in every way. Clearly she didn't expect much of him in the way of commitment, and her body... Perfect.

Her hot panting was clear as it brushed pant Nick's ear as her hands slid over his chest as his trousers were undone and she easily pushed them down with her shoes, whilst her hand slipped into his boxers just for a gentle warm up before she then let her lips bite playfully onto his neck as she then let out a small, pleasurable moan as she felt herself against the wall, "Wild," She whispered out of breath as she then bent her flexible leg around his waist, "I like it."

"I thought you would," came the seductive reply - as if it needed any more seducing. He took his hands off her skin for a second, just to push his boxers down to meet his trousers. He leaned in to her again, his hands snaking along her arms and gripping her wrists, pinning them to the wall above her head, while his lips were preoccupied with making their way from her cheek to her breast.

The only obstacle in the way now for them was her lacy nickers, she smirked as she tilted her head back and bit her lip, before kicking them down so they hung around her ankles. She gasped as his lips made light work of her large breasts. Arching her back so that her shoulders hit the wall, it shook slowly, if that was just from her shoulder she was sure that they were going to break the cubicle for what was coming next. With her hand pushing over his, she managed to place one of her hands on his shoulder as she pulled him slightly closer, luckily for him, she was very bendable.

He smiled almost evilly as his hips thrust against hers, making the wall of the cubicle shake. Well, he'd done it here before and would do it again; a flimsy wall wouldn't stop him. Not now, anyway - they were too far in to go back now. His hands came to rest on her hips, making sure he could pull her to him, allowing himself to drive into her, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Having Alex was all very well, but sometimes it was so much easier with a woman. And Faith was one hell of a woman. He kissed her breasts again, his tongue flicking across her warm skin.

As she felt Nick slip into her she couldn't help but give off a very pleased moan, her hand soon slipping over his broad back as she then started to slowly move her hips with his, after all the teasing before hand she had let herself get slightly moist, therefore it was easier for Nick to play. Her hands moved onto his muscles in his forearms, feeling how the flexed with each thrust that made a musical moan leave her red lips, her hot kisses soon were placed all over his neck until she then trailed her tongue along his lips.

He kissed her back just as hard as he was thrusting into her - when he'd promised wildness, he'd meant it. "Glad you came out tonight?" he whispered before moaning loudly in delight at the release of tension he was feeling. He forgot everything, except the woman he was fucking, at times like these. He let out a deep, low, growling noise; he liked to keep the upper hand, sure, but he always showed how much he was enjoying himself. There was no point hiding anything. He could feel his pulse rising and rising, his muscles begging for blood as he increased the pace of their little game.

With a twist Faith's hands ran through his hair as she then kissed him longingly, her hips moving so easily with him and in time allowing him to get deeper and deeper, as she felt his growl it just made her increase as she let out a wicked laugh of pleasure, "Yes, of course." She whispered into his ear before kissing along his collarbone that was risen, her blood boiling and her heavy breathing begging to grow. "What about yourself?" She asked as she then massaged her tongue over his neck as her hips hit his as he soon reached the further point he could with her legs parted, maybe she could allow her agility in movement to help them in times of need, pleasure and wonderful lust. Soon enough she moved her leg so it was upright, allowing him to slip further than she doubt any girl before, as she leant back, she panted and watched her hot chest rise and fall as she moaned with the walls shaking.

[Sorry it's short - got to go eat.]

He took the hint and drove into her deeper, experiencing almost unbearable pleasure. "Fuck yes," he replied, breathing heavily and thrusting harder. But he had to make this amazing for her, so that every other time with Edward would disappoint. He pulled out of her and dropped to his knees, kissing her stomach and further down, slipping his tongue into her wetness as he used his own hand to pleasure himself.