Second Chances September 23, 2513

Marcus sits up with a start at the jingling noise. He looks over and sees Rae sitting in a chair with her feet propped up on his bed, twisting his keys around her finger. Reaching quickly for his glasses, he fumbles in the darkness, unable to find them. She uncrosses her arms and holds up her other hand, glasses dangling from them, “Looking for these?” He stammers a “yes, th, thanks.” She holds them out to him and he puts them on. “R,rae what are you, what are you doing here?” Even in the shadows of the room her smile is still visible. “Thought I’d return your keys and have a word with you.” His eyes widen and he licks his lips nervously, “A word about what Rae?” She stands up and looks down at him, “About earlier Marcus, and some things I’ve figured out.” He has a moment of panic, and hopes it is not visible in the darkness. What does she know, how does she know? What have I done to clue her in? Could she destroy me with what she knows? Would she? We’ve only sparred 3 times; she couldn’t have figured that out! I never speak to her during, and they are too fast!

“Wwhat do you mean Rae?” His nervousness is no longer an act. “Oh like before, when you weren’t drunk. I think you should be punished for that by the way. And the way you always put on an act in front of me. It’s the little things, the look around your eyes when you tell a lie. It gives you away.” He can feel his face growing hot as she stares down at him, “Rae, I.” The sting of a slap interrupts him and before he can reach up to touch his face she has crawled onto the bed and is sitting astride his legs. "Wh, what are you doing Rae?" He stutters and looks at her fearfully, not sure what she’s about to do. Rae sits there looking sternly at him, “You can’t tell me you didn’t see that coming. Want another one? You probably deserve it.” He places his hand on his cheek, “No Rae, one is enough.” She tilts her head slightly, “I’m not sure it is. I can see you’re worried, which only means there’s probably even more I don’t know. Now, what could that be, that would have you so honestly nervous this time. Could it be you’re up to something hinky?” He blinks and tries to control his breathing, “Rae, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She nods, “Don’t you? Suddenly able to get sentences out then?” He sits there, trying to think of what to say to that, when she leans in closer. “Don’t worry, I like you better this way. I do believe you mentioned you liked my lip-gloss? Hmmm?” She reaches up and wraps his hair around her hand, yanking his head back slightly before pressing her lips to his in a heated kiss. Shocked Marcus sits cautiously still, waiting to see if she claws his eyes out next. When she doesn’t he slowly reaches out and wraps his arms around her and begins to participate in the kiss. She breaks the kiss momentarily and glares at him before slapping him soundly one more time, “I’m still mad at you, and I still think I should punish you.” He releases her again to rub his cheek, “I can think of a few ways Rae, if you’re game.” She smirks at him, “I apparently always was your game. I’ll tell you what, if you can get me out of my clothes, I’ll allow you to have sex with me tonight.” He swallows as he looks at her, trying to tell if she’s serious. Diyu with it then! He does a rapid flip so that she is lying on the bed and begins to try to undo her pants. She lies there with an innocent look on her face and giggles at his efforts. Maybe he had had too much to drink earlier. Somehow he is unable to undo them, the sheet kept getting in the way and he had to…struggle…and….why was he wrapped up in..wha..

Marcus’ eyes pop open as he startles awake. He sits up looking around his empty room. Drenched in sweat and tangled in the sheets he lets out a frustrated sigh. “DIYU” Throwing off the sheets he makes his way to the bathroom for a cold shower.