Who's Your Daddy

[Demetri Malius]

As the sun rose above the sand blasted city, Gabriella took her last chance to take advantage of the other object that rises in the morning. A full night of moans and squirming climaxes kept the city awake, with rumors beginning to spread about the events that were happening in the bar. Once the sun finally shone through the windows of the bar, it would reveal the tatters of clothing and undergarments scattered about the place. A torn shirt hanging over a stool, the remains of a pair of panties strewn across two tables, a belt sticking out of a glass. The two lovers stretched to relieve the slight aches of the long exercises from the night before.

“Goddamn, I really missed that.”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself.”

Gabriella laid sprawled across the bar, drink in hand as she rolled over slightly.

“Glad at least we don’t have to worry about any more accidents.”

“Yeah, if we had any more I would have to pick a favorite. Still, it’s amazing it was even able to happen in the first place.”

“No kidding, at least I'm all cleaned out now, so we can fuck as much as we want. Still, fucking death tournament, I’ll be waiting for your ass to get back.” She grabbed the pair of pants she had worn last night, which were now a pair of shorts, at least when you looked that them from the front. “As much as I am gonna be missing a good pounding, you better win or kick the shit out of somebody. Our daughter is gonna be upset if her dad can’t hold his own.”

“Don’t worry, I tend to do pretty well in these things, just try to warn me if you see any pink fellows.”

“You have beef with guys that look like dicks or what?”

“Something like that.”

“Well I’ll try to make sure you don’t get bent over and fucked by any dickheads while I’m around.”

“Much appreciated dear.”

“Alright, so can you summon me some clothes or should I just walk around with my literal ass hanging out?”

“As much as I would love seeing you walk around like that I think I can summon some nice fitting shorts and maybe a tank top for you, it is hot outside after all my dearest.”

“Sounds absolutely fucking wonderful.”

Once Victor summoned her outfit and repaired his own, they cleaned up a bit and began to prepare to leave.

“What about the glass?”

“Oh shit, forgot about that.” She glanced over at the large glass filled with a thick white liquid.

“We can just leave it on the counter, let someone else deal it, unless you’re thirsty.” Vic said with a wink.

“I think I’ve had my fair share, gonna get up and going, don’t want to be late to enroll you for dying or anything.”

“Fair enough, ladies first.”

“You just want to see my ass don’t you.”

“I wouldn’t argue.” He teased.

“So slutty.”

She smiled and traced a finger across his cheek as she walked out into the streets, a few onlookers trying to find out which rumors were true. This place wasn’t too bad, but she did miss the gloom of the moors. This was a new bloody chapter in her life, and she was ready for whatever was coming next.