All-In

[Ash]

Sin walked the lonely street at night with a purpose, slowly finding her way to a bar on the edge of town. Her steps echoed through the future. It was full of gambling, music, and drink. Most important of all, it was rumored to be the favorite spot of her next target.

To be called an assassin would be too high of a compliment to the secret vampire. She was a mercenary at best. She was a mercenary that was always alone, recommended by word of mouth. With a job, she was less suspicious and could freely roam the country. Her current position was south of the Titan Dessert, where work was plentiful, and secrets were easy to keep.

And yet, someone was able to come across her secret life. She imagined it was some whore she paid to sink her teeth in. Never trust an unfaithful woman... Never.

A shadowy man had slipped into her alley with a job offer, one she couldn't refuse. Mostly because he threatened to send word to a large hunter group about the whereabouts of a delicate looking woman with intimidating fangs... She instantly knew he wasn't bluffing by the calm heartbeat she could hear drumming softly from his chest. So she snatched the coin purse he waved about in front of her so that everything was legit and asked for details of the job. This was usually the opposite, as she liked to know what she was getting into first hand.

The man had a desire to eliminated another, someone by the name of Barsig. Whoever this guy was, he seemed to have pissed off the wrong people. The 'client' assured her that it was most important or he wouldn't have succumbed to blackmail. She hardly believed he'd never stoop that low but said nothing. Safety was her main priority. She could not go back to the cages! She was lucky that all the guy wanted her to do was kill a guy. But she made plans to leave tonight just to make sure that's all they were getting out of her.

The 'Lucky Beaver' was alive with laughter and music heard from a few blocks away. She stepped into the bright lighting of the front entrance, looking the place over with her crimson eyes. She wore her white hair just past her shoulders and half pulled back in a silky black ribbon. Her clothes clung to her small 'delicate' frame, a black sleeveless turtleneck shirt, and dark brown shorts that were shorter than normal. She wore fingerless gloves over fishnet arm warmers, the right longer than the left. Tight leather boots with heels that stop at her knees over black stockings. Around the left bicep she wore a leather strap with a solid metal cross, and around her right thigh, she strapped a dagger. As she walked into the place, her hips naturally swung from side to side, seductively.

Sin had received a brief description of the man she was looking for by the unlikable client. There were a lot of handsome men in the large building. Only a few of good-looking men had their hair pulled back in ponytails.  In addition to that, only two with blondish-brown hair. She eyed the one closer to the age range the blackmailer specified, roughly early to mid-twenties. The singled out male was at a poker table as to oppose the blackjack table or the dice games the other guy was at.

Sin observed this player long enough to notice two things. One, the man in her sights was currently concealing a weapon, fairly well. And two, he was good at playing the other men at the table.

Poker was a game you had to have a lot of skill in to win usually, that or you had to be shit lucky in to survived the card sharks. Barsig had plenty of both, as well as the added pleasure of stacking the game in his favor. He was currently holding a really good hand, a four of a kind. Jacks. However, unfortunately, he was also aware of there being a flush in the hand of the man on the right end of the table. In the process of stacking the deck, he forced another good hand into his opponents. Not his best move, but shit happens.

"You in or you out?" The dealer of the hand was a guy with a cigar in his mouth.

Barsig would wager that he had the full house and probably thought he was sitting on big money. Normally he'd like to prove the smug guy wrong, but he wasn't going to waste his money doing it when he knew there was a winner that could top him. He was about to fold, but before he could say anything, he'd been cut off.

"He's going all-in." Sin said confidently, leaning on the table between Barsig and the other man on his left. She then looked back at him with a grin over her shoulder so he could get a good look at her ass and try to argue with it.

Barsig's eyes consumed the exotic woman who was leaning next to him. Light skin, white hair, red eyes. Shapely hips, sizable chest, and soft kissable lips. He realized what she was saying and knew it was insane but stole a  glance at the guy with the flush. He looked somewhere between cocky and surprised. Barsig let his eyes fall on the dealer as if he would give him any sign whether this was a good idea or not, and then at another guy who was still in... He looked back at his hand and then gave a weak smile.

Might as well!

He looked straight back at the dealer, a thin man with a thin mustache and bushy brows. "You heard the lady. All-in." He confirmed then motioned to his stack for the woman to push it into the pot. She followed his command with a sly smirk. Even if he lost the whole pot at this point he still was able to enjoy the view as she pushed all his money into another man's pockets. At this point, the game seemed so distant to him.

Sin smiled up at the other players before standing up straight and cocking her hip into the air as she leaned onto her target's chair. Male targets were so easy... Flash a little skin, come in close and whisper a few things and they'll follow you all the way to death's doorstep.

The remainder gambling men look at each other nervously then back down at their own hands. The odd man folds by slapping his hand face down, the guy shook his head and hugged his chest. He lost a lot of money tonight, maybe it was time to throw in the towel?

The man with a full house looked his cards over trying to imagine what the guy had to be so confident about this decision. He was on the verge of folding himself, that is until he noticed he was holding one of the only cards that could beat him. The man that Barsig wanted to fold didn't, he was apparently ready to risk it all, pushing his winnings in and slapping his cards down on the table with the faces of the cards positioned up.

Barsig was afraid that would happen, but part of him had wished his bluff would have worked so he could have stolen that pot. With a heavy sigh the wanted man tossed his four of a kind down on the table. He ran his hand through his bangs and shook his head. He lowered it like he couldn't believe he'd lost, then turned to the woman with his best wounded look, trying for her sympathy.

Sin smiled gently at him. "Well, at least you still have the girl?" She suggested innocently.

"Mm.." Barsig smiled at that. "I think I can live with that." He claimed,  leaning back in the chair. "Would I be able totake the girl home with me, too?"

"You think the Mrs. will be ok with that?" Sin baited him, knowing full well he had no wedding ring on.

Barsig grinned. "Don't have a wife, but if I did I doubt she'd object to someone as beautiful as you." The man said as smoothly as he could.

Sin turned her body to present full interest in him and lean against the table. The men watched, not understanding how the man that almost cleaned them out could be smiling after a loss like that. "I guess I can't argue then." She said playfully, then presented her hand to him. "I'm Sin. Need me to be your vice tonight?"

Barsig smirked at that, clever. He took her hand gently, and without looking away from her eyes he kisses her naked fingers softly. "Barsig." He introduces himself politely. "Tonight's lucky sinner." He flirted openly with a playful smile.

Sin grinned back at him, amused by his cleverness. "Don't make me wait for too long." She warned him gently before leaving, swinging her hips a little more purposely as she walked away towards the entrance.

"You heard her boys, can't stay much longer. Great game by the way." Barsig spoke quickly, standing up and collecting his things. "We'll have to do this again some other night." He taunted before trotting behind the woman with an eager smile.

[Ash]

Barsig inserted his key into the lock of his apartment, but before he could fully unlock the door, Sin grabbed his hand to stop him. She slid up in between him and the door leaning against it and looking up at him expectantly with a little playful grin. Barsig knew a hint when he saw one, so he moved up against her with a smile before leaning down and brushing his lips against her's.

A moan escaped Sin's lips before she mimicked his suggestion and presented her mouth for more, welcoming his kiss happily.

Barsig pressed his body further against her as they locked lips, the back of his hand brushed her exposed skin of her arm on its way up from its position on the knob of the hotel door, so when he leaned his forearm on the door it framed on side her face. While it looked like he was giving her no choice, he left a clear opening on the opposite side in which she could 'escape'.  He paused his satisfying kiss to push her beautiful hair off her shoulder and expose her perfect neck with his other hand. It traveled up the curved shape of her neck before he tenderly grasped her by the jaw and turned her face up towards him for better access. He kissed her passionately yet simply, several times from his position.  Ending it by nipping gently at her lower lip and chin.

Sin moaned softly at the man's efforts, enjoying herself more than she had been expecting to. She almost forgot her reasoning for getting between him and the door, not to mention momentarily forgetting that she was on a mission and not a date. She closed her eyes and allowed him to direct her to his mouth, she then began to kiss back gently while her slender agile fingers turned the key slowly until they both hear the lock disengage. This did very little to stop the new couple from making out, Barsig was none the wiser as she slid the key into her pocket.

Barsig ran his fingers back down her neck, and further down her chest, disappointed that she was wearing a shirt that covered so much of her ivory skin. When he reaches her breast he didn't skip a beat as he turned his hand over and very firmly placed it on the left half of her chest. There was a moment of slight concern about how fast he'd gone for second base, but then he reminded himself that this was probably the start of a one night stand.

Too bad though..

Sin's kiss is interrupted by a soft sound of pleasure before she grinned to herself breaking the kiss only long enough for her to apply more force to her lips and get deeper into the action because of it. To keep up the illusion that this was just a good time to be had, she reached across the space onto his hip and plays with the pocket of his pants as if she was slipping the key back to its rightful owner.

Barsig, who could normally tell if something has been added or lifted from his pockets, could not pull his focus away from the woman enough to notice he did not have his key. Instead, he welcomed her warm hand against his hip. He was much more interested in his free hand grabbing at her chest eagerly with a ginger touch behind his soft massage.

Sin allowed him a few good gropes before pulling back and moaning softly at his attention. Without hesitation Barsig hungrily kissed at her throat which she'd exposed by doing this. He followed the side of the neck to rest comfortably in the crook of her neck where he could nip and bit at it. This affection brought warmth to the woman's face and heavier sighs from her chest.

Barsig had found enough enjoyment in this heated make out session that it was hard to escape it. Eventually, he managed to pull himself off of her if only momentarily. His hand left her chest and brushed her cheek again as he breathed into her hair. His eyes looked into her's and he saw plenty of lust. He grinned, excited about what was to come tonight.  He stepped back from her and allowed her to rock back on her feet. He pushed open the door and allowed her to take the lead inside.

Still, with his hands on her and his attention on making out with Sin, Barsig followed the woman as she walked backwards into the motel room. His smile was wide as he kicked the door back into place, not meaning to but creating a loud crashing sound. They both ignored it to go back into making out. Barsig cupped his hand around her face and followed her towards the couch in the kitchen. It's back turned to the door and waited in Sin's backward moving path.

She fell into the back of it with a soft sound that let him know she'd reached the end of the line. He caught her so that she wasn't falling over it, and chuckled softly, forcing their lips apart for but a moment. Sin grinned to herself and leaned for comfort.

However, just as they were about to continue, someone called out from the back. "Barsig?" A male voice came from the distant right. "That you?" Then there was some shuffling as whoever it was making their way to the living room.

[Ash]

Barsig winced when he realized he'd forgotten about his roommate. He flashed Sin an apologetic look and hoped that she doesn't change her mind about tonight. "Yeah!” He answered.

Sin looked up from her pinned position on the couch. Her thoughts quickly raced. This suddenly was much more complicated than originally anticipated. How would she achieve her goals with a third person in the apartment; And she didn’t just mean the sex she’d admittedly been looking forward to. "Who's that?" She whispered, sure that it was a normal question that would be asked in this situation.

Barsig didn't have time to answer before Seth walked in.

"Good, I've finally figured out-" Seth stopped when he laid his eyes on a strange woman on the couch just under his friend. Then he realizes he was interrupting something! "Oh! I see you have com.. pany.." He had clearly planned to leave the two alone, more than aware of Barsig’s vices. However, his voice trailed off innocently as he stared at the woman. A memory from his discussion with his sister prior to this trip. "Uh.."

Barsig’s smirk returned. “It’s rude to stare at a woman, Seth.” He teased.

The man’s face turned hot when he realized he’d been staring at the woman that his friend and companion was already prepared to engage in sexual intercourse. Seth’s parchments in his hand are quickly shoved into his face. “I… I’m so sorry Miss.” He wanted to groan as he realized his friend was also teasing him. “As well, I wish for your forgiveness, Barsig, but I have something vital to talk to you about. Can you talk to me in the kitchen?”

There was a tearing in Barsig’s heart. On one hand, Sin was hot and sexy. They’d just been on the verge of tossing their clothes to the wind. On the other hand, Seth would never interrupt him in this kind of situation unless it was crisis levels of important… He glanced down at the beautiful girl. She could see his internal struggle, she had to of because she grinned at him and nodded him away. He gave her a relieved smile. “I’ll only be a moment.” He said, then leaned down and kissed her as hard as he could. “Don’t be afraid to get comfortable, my bedroom’s on the left.”

Sin chuckled to herself. “What if I go right?”

“Then my friend here will have his way with you tonight instead of me. And I will be sorely jealous.” Barsig addressed, smiling at her again and finally pulling himself free.


A moment later Seth was grabbing his friend and dragging him roughly into the kitchen. But that wasn’t protection enough, he had to duck them down behind the island counter that separated the kitchen further from the girl. When they were on their knees and he was sure she wasn’t listening, he turned to his friend with a serious face.

“Barsig. We have to get rid of her.”

“What!?” He matched Seth’s whisper but was still able to express his displeasure of this.

“Kira had a prediction before we left. She said to beware of a woman with ruby eyes.” Seth explained.

“Okay…” He wouldn’t argue with her, but: “Did she say what this girl with ruby eyes might do?”

“No,” Seth said, his shoulders dropping.

Barsig sighed.

“I stopped asking her, okay. There’s only so much she can tell us before the magic she uses to predict this stuff turns on her.” Seth tried to defend himself.

“Or worse, us. You’ve said this all before.” Barsig looked around the corner, he couldn’t hear anything nor see it. She must still be on the couch. He turned back to Seth. “But come on man! You saw how all over me she was.”

Seth frowned. “I’m sure you can find another bed-mate.”

Barsig didn’t argue. “If she’s such a dangerous person then shouldn’t we keep her close?”

The dark-haired man with his hazel colored eyes went to say something but snapped his mouth closed. His life-long friend had a point. “Kira said that a woman with red eyes shouldn’t be trusted easily, to be aware that she could be the death to all of us.”

Barsig’s brows knitted tightly together. He hated these puzzles… Normally even he could get behind a good riddle, but these weren’t just word games. “Fine. We don’t trust her. Doesn’t mean I can’t f… Well, you know.”

Seth lowered his head and sighed. Yes. He did know. Barsig’s life was more than just rolling around in bed with beautiful women, but sometimes it was hard to remember that. “No. I guess that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy your night with her. I just needed to fully warn you.” He looked up and tried to peer over the countertop. “Just don’t come crying to me if she sticks a sword through your back.”

“That’s not funny, Seth. You know I can’t pull those things out by myself.” Barsig said as seriously as he could, flashing a grin.

Seth smiled too. “I know. But its the price you pay for not heading Kira’s warnings.” He teased back.

“What if it's smaller, like my dagger?”

“If it’s a dagger I’ll help. Anything else it’s on you.” Seth joked, in a good mood despite the predicament.

“Fair enough. Now. If you excuse me, I have a woman who is predicted to be deadly to entertain. We should talk about what you wanted to discuss in the morning.” Barsig said, patting his friend on the shoulder before surfacing and heading back to the living room.

Seth followed to apologize, but both men were met with an empty room. Barsig smiled at him that knowing smile. Seth chuckled. “Go get her. I’ll be in my room.” He said, then let the rogue go first through the narrow hall. Barsig went left, and Seth heads right.

Seth walked through his door, he closed and locked it behind him before turning to the mountains of paper and documents on his desk, dropping his plans down, adding to the pile. He shrugged off his cloak and pulled off his shirt before he turned to his bed to get some sleep, stopping in his tracks when his eyes met crimson red ones and a smile firmly planted on the woman’s face.

“Don’t stop on my account.” Sin teased from his bed.