Rebecca

[A/N: Did I really have to name this fic "Happier Memories"? Not gonna lie, I'm starting to regret that.]

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[Some Time After]

The two of them stared at one another, each matching the other's intensity. Calm as the atmosphere might have been, the pretenses were as clear as could be. Her throat clogged, the air itself becoming viscous as she reached for a glass of water, never once breaking sight with the woman before her.

Never in her life had she been more steady than now. Then again, Rebecca never had to ask for "permission" from someone's partner before, let alone her leader's. Her eyes drifted, invisible rocks appearing underneath the cushion of her chair, forcing her to constantly shift her weight.

"I don't suppose you called me in here – in the middle of the night- might I add, to eat pizza." Lucy broke the silence, her ivory hair waving alongside her movements. "Spill it, Becca. There's still much I need to take care of back at home." She demanded, a sigh leaving her lungs. How could she say this?

She had been called out for being shameless in the past… But this took the cake. The crème of the crop, there was really no going back after saying this. "It's about David." Rebecca answered, her pulse pounding in her ears, the heat of her body radiating like the sun. Come on, just a few more words. A few more words until this whole situation could finally be finished. "I need to… I need to."

Syllables sputtered from her lips, a brow rising on Lucy's face. It was uncharacteristic of her to act like this, that much was obvious to the netrunner, her eyes sharpening as her fist balled up. "I need to ask you something." She finally got out, relief wafting over her. "Has he been doing alright? At your place, I mean? Choom's been less focused as the days past. Taking more and more dangerous jobs. Sure, the eddies are good and all, but I'm getting worried."

Lucy's eyes swayed, her arms crossing as she leaned against the table. "He's been jittery, you know? Fingers a hair loose, and legs shaky. His new chrome's gonna catch up to him, I don't know how much longer he'll last like this. I know he can handle a lot more than regular people, but I fear that he too will eventually snap under the pressure, you know?"

A sigh blew from the hacker's lips, eyes drifting towards the ceiling, a hand on her forehead. "Maine. David hasn't been the same since Maine went psycho. It feels like the old him isn't even there anymore, almost like he's becoming the big guy." She paused, returning her gaze to meet the short stack's. "Unfortunately, this is all I can give you. Most of my days have recently been spent surfing the net. I haven't truly interacted with David all too much. But, you've been talking to him more recently, have anything to share?"

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Rebecca crumbled, damn near falling apart as her shoulders slumped. It was now or never, right? And what better time to do this than now. "Feelings aside, I think it would be best if he were to vent to anyone who could listen. He's like an explosive waiting to detonate, just barely putting enough pressure to activate the trigger. Any more -and frankly- I don't know if he will survive 'til next year, with his mind intact at least."

"Immunoblocker should keep him in check, but it won't last long. And telling him to ease on the chrome won't do any good either." Lucy's teeth gnashed against one another, a thought springing up in her mind, something that didn't go unnoticed by Rebecca. "What do you suppose should work? We're pretty dry on options right now, so anything beyond making him a junkie would help at this point."

Fleeting moments passed like the wind, as she hardened her resolve, calmed her nerves, and stood her ground, staring Lucy straight in the eyes. "I need to fuck-"

Before she could finish, the table was slammed as pizza slices and all manner of objects jumped into the air. A pair of piercing gradient rainbow eyes staring at her, narrowed dangerously. This was going to be hard to explain. "And what would that do? Sate your needs for a night when David clearly needs help, help that he might not find in me. Tell me, what use would having sex do? Tell me, Becca, I need you to answer me!"

She winced, the sharp tone of the former's voice striking her like a whip.. But, she knew this would happen, it was only the most likely event to occur. Of course she had contingencies for something like this- "Because I care about him too much to watch him decay like this!"

Rebecca couldn't hold onto it for any longer. Whatever formality she had laid was thrown out of the window in favor of the style she catered to the most. Sucking in a deep breath, she stared at the netrunner with determination, facing her will head on. "I know it's been a while since you've last left your house, but you could at least see how badly he's hurting. How his actions just aren't affecting the both of you, damnit!"

A well built in her chest, endless in its depth as she poured out its contents onto Lucy, her eyes shutting tightly. "Not like this. I knew I missed my shot ever since the two of you got together, but I can't just keep looking on from the sidelines, unable to do anything." Her diminutive figure stood tall in the face of the former, a dampness trailing down her face.

"Please, I'll do anything to help him... Help him before it's too late to fix what's already broken." With a tight grip on her throat, the urge to whimper still held strong no matter what. She had to hold it in, or else she would look weak. In a moment like this, she had to do whatever it took to achieve her goal. If not to aid in David's recovery, but to at least open Lucy's eyes, even her goal was in vain.

The two of them stared at each other in relative silence, the white noise of the background taking precedence as they never once broke contact. "You're serious about this." The white-haired girl uttered, her tone bearing not a single hint of questioning. She laughed to herself…except, it was hollow, that much was obvious. Not a speck of emotion trailing from it, as Lucy's eyes drifted downward, a smile breaking from her lips.

"I can't deal with this so late into the night." She continued, a sigh leaving the seam of her lips. "My judgment is clouded. Congratulations, Rebecca, I don't know what to even say anymore. You truly are unbelievable. A wildcard through and through." Each word acted as though a knife had stabbed into her chest, the woman in question recoiling with each word, as though they had a physical impact. "I'll be seeing you, choom. And, say hi to Kiwi for me, would you?"

Not another word was spared, as the sounds of footsteps and the front door opening resounded throughout the house, a densely packed calm wafting through the air, the grip on her throat releasing. Though the situation might have calmed down, her emotions still haven't. For now, Rebecca could only hope she didn't burn a bridge trying to help someone who mattered so much in her life.

-XXX-

The night was cold, sometimes even freezing. Lucy shook in place as she tossed and turned in her sleep, practically unrooting the bed, her eyes snapping open. "David…?" The name trailed along her lips, emptiness boring into her like a drill. He was gone, having vanished whilst she was asleep. To where, she hadn't the slightest clue, her hands clinging onto the bed's sheets, pulling them off to cover her naked figure.

Night City was restless, she knew that, but after they had secured a high-rise apartment, this fact was only made more prominent, the dizzying neon lights beaming into her tired eyes, Lucy moving to shield them. Walking along the steps of a staircase, she gazed down at the person standing below, naked, and towering over the cremated ashes of his mother.

His breath was haggard, harshly inhaling and exhaling, a fist balling up, as the cold air of the room hit his body. This was where he had wandered to, and frankly, she couldn't believe the sight, the conversation she had a few nights ago lingering in her mind. Jittery fingers, a lack of spatial awareness, and cloudy eyes. If things kept up like this, perhaps Rebecca's words would finally gain a basis, a platform to stand on.

Trying to shake away the thought, Lucy stepped backward, a yelp leaving her lips as her body fell onto the uneven floor, the cloth that wrapped around her body falling to the ground below. Wind whooshed, David appeared before her not an instant later, concern written on his face, as his large arms helped her up. "Are you alright?"

'I should be the one asking you that.' She thought, but was left unsaid. "Yeah, I just missed my footing, that's all." Flashing him a thin smile, he didn't look one bit convinced by her words, a grimace contorting his face. "My legs haven't been left so unused for so long. And the lengthy deep dives haven't been helping either, it's grating, but progress is progress, I suppose." She shrugged, her head leaning into his chest. "At least, I can look forward to this at the end of the day."

A soft, level hum left his throat, the beat of his heart booming in her ears, the loud palpitations only growing louder. Suddenly, he froze, eyes fluttering, going unfocused, uneasy. "Sorry, Lucy." David sighed, pressed his forehead against hers, a sense of warmth welling up inside of her. "These newer jobs have been… tough on my mind, you could say. Stress is finally getting to me, I suppose. Just a few more and we might be able to permanently live on the moon. Hehe…"

He dryly jested, earning a chuckle from her end, the atmosphere turning solemn as they parted, the booming pitter patters of his steps quickly becoming the only source of noise throughout their house. Opening the door, Lucy laid on her back, with David taking the space between them shortly after, his head facing her, a small smile on his face to accompany his large build. "Goodnight, dear" His voice pierced through the city's bustle outside of the walls, a breath getting itself stuck in the middle of her throat.

"Yes, good night, and sweet dreams." Lucy craned her head, pecking his lips, as they laid there, isolated in their own world. However, to her, she couldn't help but rewatch the scene repeatedly in her mind. It was akin to those self-fulfilling prophecies of old. Stories dating back thousands of years. The writing was on the wall, and all people needed to do was follow their lines, even if they didn't particularly like their fate.

Swallowing the wad that had stuck to her esophagus, she deeply sighed, finding much difficulty in the simple action. Fleeting thoughts passed through her mind, living rent free in her head. It had been quite some time since Rebecca had invited her, but she didn't expect for the woman's words to have such a profound effect on her. At the same time, there was only so much denial someone could be in before she had to stop and face reality.

Of course, she would help David in any way she could. Even during her time spent working tirelessly on the net, there was not a second where she wasn't trying to erase his records off Arasaka databases, but she had ignored him, physi- Was she trying to entertain the thought? "No, no, no…" Lucy muttered to herself, the gradual realization tainting the tip of her tongue, bitterness rolling off her taste buds.

"But…" Trailing off her lips, the words dripped like a leaky faucet, her mind clouded with thoughts of the person who was sleeping right next to her. It worried Lucy to no end, the thought of David losing his life just as Maine had lost his, a MaxTec squad banging at their door, and several machines crushing his head. A tight grip clutched her heart, her mind vainly attempting to sway the idea away, returning to blindside her.

Was it really affecting her this much? Or maybe she had gone off the deep end, finally cracking after all of those years. No, she had not. Or at least, Lucy didn't want to think so. Stress slipped into her mind once more, a crooked smile crossing her lips as she stared at the ceiling. How could she win in a scenario like this?

Sacrifices had to be made, however opposed she was to taking them, they would eventually come around, one way or another.

-XXX-

"And then I went blam! Dead on the spot. This thing's a fucking beast, totally worth all those eddies." Rebecca loudly proclaimed, caressing the barrel of her new shotgun. "Recoils a bitch to work with, but other than that, it's nova." She received no response from the van full of people, not a single peep. Her shoulders sagged, as a deflated look scrubbed off her excitement. "You guys are no fun."

"Choom, you've been talking about that thing since we got in the van, at least give us some breathing room, yeah?" David's voice cut through her like butter, his posture leaning back on his seat's comforter. "And I'd advise against using it until you have something to ground you to the floor, Becca. Can't have you flying in the middle of an important fight because of the absurd blowback. Almost took my head off with that last shot."

She blew raspberries at the man, her head shaking dismissively with a pout. "Hey, at least the plan worked out in the end, right? Isn't so bad when things go somewhat according to plan."

"When you mean somewhat, you don't mean completely thrown out of a third story window, kicked into the curb, and taken to a shady alleyway? If so, then yes, you wouldn't be too far off." The stupid cowboy chimed in, raining on her parade.

"Nobody asked you, Falco."

"Personally, I think anyone has a right to respond after sitting through your entire story." David! How could you!? "Hey Kiwi, want to take a shot at it? Last chance to get it out of your system before it's too late."

"No thanks, I'd rather not have to deal with short, loud, and explosive over here later, too much of a hassle."

"Fine, fine, suit yourself." David shrugged, his head turning to look out the window. "Well, I think this should be my stop. And Rebecca, I need to borrow you for a sec, got something to tell me apparently." As though a blast rang in her ears, the diminutive woman was left shocked for a moment, encapsulated in her own space, only taken out when a hand touched her shoulder. "Lucy said something about having a talk, don't know what it's about, but I'll bite."

A flurry of emotions flew through her head, the beat of her heart rising as the wind whistled in her ears, an arm reaching out as the side door opened. "Come on, Choom, we need to get going before the line behind us starts building up." Had she been none the wiser, Rebecca would have guessed that the stars above had aligned just for this one moment. But, she couldn't get her hopes up just yet, not until she got confirmation.

Still, her pulse pounded, shakily reaching for it as the taller man pulled her out. She just had to keep it together for a moment longer. A little bit more, until she was free to do whatever it was she wanted. The edges of her cheeks tugged at the enticing thought; the two shortly landed on the sidewalk with David following closely after. Bidding the others farewell, he took the lead, calmly trotting along with both hands in his pockets.

Despite the boiling pot of chaos that was this city, it felt as though that fact barely mattered, that any gang could pull up on him and the man would come out on top. He-no- the entire group felt invincible. Each death trap was nothing more than a passing woe, scores of henchmen were more akin to plastic figurines with how little they were hurt in combat. However, the ugly fact still remained, one day they would meet their end, all of them. Well, everyone except David.

Even from here, she could see his hand shiver, jittering as though the man had drunk too much coffee in the morning. Though, they still continued trekking, walking through the ground-level streets with an eye of indifference. Gradually, her eagerness mellowed out, the relatively calm atmosphere getting the better of her as she simply followed his back, never once straying away for even a moment.

It felt weird for the green-haired girl, almost alien. To be so quiet for so long, as if silence had reigned over them with an iron fist, a tight hold wrapping itself around her voice box. That was until they reached her apartment, an obvious tensing tugging at David's stiff movements. He stood just before the staircase that led to her place, abruptly stopping without warning.

"Frankly, I don't know whether you're brave, stupid, or insane, sometimes I even see all three at the same time." He said to himself, looking at Rebecca from over the shoulder, his face partly obscured by his jacket. "Were you really concerned for my well being? Or were all those words nothing more than the ramblings of some joytoy who wanted to have a little bit of fun. Please, don't give me any bullshit, I've already stepped in enough after dealing with fixers."

Her gaze tilted downward, towards his feet, fist balling up, as courage wormed its way from her chest. "I want to help, in any way I can." With renewed resolve she faced his stare head on. "At this point, no price is too high, especially when I'm simply trying to cling onto whatever semblance of family I have left. So please, as someone who I care deeply for, let me help you."

Merely looking became demanding, as her eyes stained with liquid, reality blurring. She tried to hold herself together, but the situation was getting too much. Though, that might have been the case, she stood strong in the face of whatever fear lingered in her heart. 'Keep it together.' She chanted, repeating it several more times in her head, panic taking hold of her feet, its cold clutches tightly gripping at her ankles.

An object grazed her cheek, brushing against her a handful of times, wiping away the tears. Gradually, she awoke to the situation that had unfolded before her, all the breath in her lungs leaving without a trace, as a pair of lips met hers. "Very hypocritical of me, isn't it? To take advantage and indulge in the body of someone who means so much to me. Had I been a lesser man… Things would have turned out very differently. You understand that, right?"

She nodded, her arms wrapping themselves around his figure, clutching him closely. The idea was brought upon by a selfless motivation to help, but was further pushed by completely selfish desires, and it seemed as though she wasn't the only one who thought of it like that. Pursing her lips, Rebecca pressed her head against his bare chest, head tilting upward, looking at the man who she had come to love straight in the eyes.

"Let's take this inside." David softly whispered; his raspy voice more akin to a symphony to her ears. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to give your neighbors a free show, or anyone on the street for that matter." From deep within her core, a torch burned, the heat of it spreading throughout her body, legs moving as though they had a mind of their own.

And so, she followed. Her mind utterly blank to the happenings around her, simply watching the back of his jacket with a look of content. That was, until the door to her apartment opened, revealing the messy interior. Pizza boxes and other junk littered the floor, as the stench of Chinese takeout wafted through the air, the already vertically challenged girl growing shorter.

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone, so I didn't have time to clean up." She offered him a sheepish smile, David pinching the space between his brows. "I-I can clean up fir-st."

"Don't bother, we would just make a mess of it anyway. Now, do you want to do it on the couch, or the bed?" He was starting to ask the real questions, anticipation brimming inside of her, as she regained her confidence.

She was no inexperienced virgin, and she shouldn't act like one. Clenching her fists, she stole David's lips not a second later, a surprised yelp exiting his mouth as Rebecca took control, her body towering over his.

Footsteps fumbled, while the two of them went down for a tumble, landing on a soft carpet below as the two rolled on the ground. Tongues lashed out at one another, fighting for a dominance that never existed in the first place. As flames of passion fanned, the temperature of the room increased with each passing second, the both of them locked, a hand running along the shorter woman's thigh.

A barely concealed moan stifled from in between Rebecca's lips, as David mounted on top of her, his larger body looming over her as the sun would the moon. Her presence diminished under his own, faltering while his ministrations came without reprieve. Unstoppable, relentless, her nails dug into his back, portions of his synthetic skin peeling off as his own fingers worked their magic.

Instants felt like hours, and minutes felt like eternities. Desperation quickly settled, as the shorter head pulled back, several breaths entering her lungs, as the haze receded out of her mind, allowing for a moment of rest. It was only then that moments felt as though they passed in a heartbeat, or perhaps he was simply using his Sandevistan?

Pictures flashed, molding together like a collage of old polaroid photos. Suddenly, a jolt of electricity shot through her spine, toes curling as her mouth was left agape. "You know? I miss using the sandy like this. It's been a while since I've been able to really let loose, especially after taking over the crew." With a flurry of colors, the air whistled in her ears once more.

Then, an object filled the gap left in her mouth, muffling whatever she had wanted to say under its fleshy confines. Unable to even get an accurate measurement, she could already tell it was quite lengthy, and with enough girth to fill up the entire circumference of her mouth, it was easily one of the biggest she had ever taken.

Violated, completely ruined. On a normal day, this would have been good for Rebecca, but it was different. Animalistic grunts tried leaving, but were barred exit. Her eyes crossed, rolling to the back of her head as the rest of her body tensed up, her non-existent gag reflex pushing itself to the limit of what was possible.

She couldn't hold it for much longer, not like this. Her chest rose and fell at a smooth pace despite David's face fucking, just barely evening out as she fought for ever breath she could. Gripping onto his hips, Rebecca's arms wrapped around his waist, and took the entire thing down her gullet, swallowing the awake dragon whole. Not willing to go down without a fight, it thrusted back in twice as hard, heavy squelches bellowing from the diminutive woman.

Bobbing her head back and forth, she kept forcing it down. Soreness swiftly took action, pain rocketing throughout as a mere twitch made her nearly jump for joy. A pair of hands tightly gripped at her hair, consciousness slipping from her mind as he let it all out. Her mind, incapable of even registering the words that were coming through his mouth, unable to think.

It hurt a lot. And all she could think was: "Did Lucy have to deal with the same thing?" Her eyebrows furrowed, quivering as the knots in her head unraveled, gradually. Pulling out his cock from her mouth, David sat on the floor, his head high up in the clouds, as he let go of an exasperated sigh.

"Fuck choom, did you really have to go that rough?" Rebecca said in between coughs, holding her throat. "Any more than that, and I could have quite possibly passed the fuck out." Her head shook, forehead twitching at the several thoughts sprouting in her head. "At least ease up on using the sandy, yeah? I know you have a tolerance for chrome, but everyone still has a limit."

David's shoulders shrugged, maneuvering himself to lean against her coffee table, displaying it by a few inches. He then freed his legs from the confines of his baggy sweatpants, but not before taking out a cig, fishing even deeper within for a lighter.

Much to her surprise, he hadn't pulled contraceptives of any kind. Though, it wasn't like she could conceive children any way, that had been stripped from her a long time ago. Suddenly, a snap broke Rebecca out of her thoughts, ringing loudly in her ears as she stared at what was in front of her. A smoke stood right before her eyes, swaying along with the wind, having been apparently offered to her.

Her finger tapped one another, hesitation brimming in her actions. However, there shouldn't have been. To what reason why this was, no clue presented itself. "You're not going to take it? Fine, do as you will." His brows rose for a second, falling back down as a cloud blew from his lips, hitting her face.

For a moment, his muscles tense, seizing up, unknown thoughts passing between David's eyes as she watched with rapt attention. Until he finally spoke, breaking the silence between them. "Sorry about earlier. I really messed up, didn't I?" In his nakedness, his rather large physique moved forward, his chest pressing against hers, a pair of fingers cusping at her chin. "Stuck in the woes of lust, my mind just seemed to completely go off the rails, you feel me? Don't really have any other explanation other than that." He whispered in her ears, shivers running along her spine as her posture straightened.

"It's no big deal." Rebecca tried to dismiss, much to his chagrin. She attempted to veer her eyes off the man, a most difficult task as no matter where she looked, it always seemed to return back to him. "Though, you are awfully poetic with your words, ya know? What, did you sign up to a poetry class or something? Or perhaps you learned it in that prissy high school. Arasaka's, right?"

"Yeah, though, I barely learned anything of actual note there." He sighed, puffing another cloud of smoke. "I might have had straight A's, but that didn't mean shit when everyone else in the class would get a job higher up than whatever I could scrap together by merit of who their parents were. Nepotism at its finest."

"Frankly, I don't know whether to be surprised or that I should've already expected that response. " In an instant, the distance between their faces shortened, rapidly decreasing with each passing second. "Oh? And it looks like I have an answer. Say, Davey, care to share?"

"Shut up, choom." Rebecca's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, as he pulled her into a chaste kiss. "I don't suppose you want to take your clothes off? It would be a bit harder otherwise, but I can manage. Though, that bra has to go."

Her brow furrowed, confusion welling up in the shorter woman's mind as she tilted her head skyward, a hand sliding across her large jacket. Gradually, her ivory skin shining in the harsh light of the bulb above. Soon, she had been stripped, any articles of clothing that had protected her from prying eyes, now laid on the floor, a tinge of meekness showing through the cracks in her dumbstruck face.

This wasn't her first time, far from it. And yet, it felt as though she was nothing more than a budding virgin, afraid of what was in front of her. From the back of her mind, a whistle blew, shattering her thoughts without uttering a single word. "Always wondered…" He paused, the word trailing along his lips. "Despite having the ability to purchase damn near any cosmetic available to the markets, you still chose to be a dwarf. Why is that?"

It caught her by surprise, unexpectedly, she had wandered into something she hadn't ever thought of. But, it didn't take long for the answer to resurface, her cheeks tugging apart. "I wanted to experience what I had lost a long time ago." Her voice turned solemn, light of sight drifting downward to his abs, the length of his tool partly waving her welcome. "Weird, isn't it? Even though I may look young, my actual age is a complete mystery. But, I might just reveal it with a little bit of handy work Say, choom, want to take a guess?"

An audible gulp rang from his throat. Apparently, she wasn't the only one to feel it. Pressing against her chest, a pair of fingers prodding at her nipples through the fabric. A soft purr leapt from her voice, eyes squinting as pleasure passed through her like the salty sea breeze. However, they both knew this was simply the beginning, a prelude to what was to come after.

Suddenly, the tip of his lengthy rod poked at her entrance, as though it were permanently barred entry. A grin overcame his face, the situation titled ever closer to his side, the lack of her usual dominance over her partner feeling unusual to the diminutive girl, control slipping out of her fingertips.

David hadn't bothered to make a spectacle of it, the moment she had fantasized for several days on end, finishing in little more than a moment. His hips thrusted forward, piercing through her inner walls, the entirety of his cock disappearing inside of her.

It seared, hot like a fresh shot, and it had pierced straight through her as if she was cardboard. A grunt wormed its way out of her lips as her folds parted, widening to accommodate his girthy member, clamping down as he no longer could push any further. Treading the fine line, her breath hitched. It was on the verge of hurting her, rearing its ugly head over the thin horizon, but that just made it all the better.

Haggard, Rebecca allowed her rest whilst she still could, the tension arising from her muscles unfurling. All until David's dick moved once more. Starting off slow, the pace of his hips gradually hastened, following along with the beat of her heart. Then, his head lowered, skipping her face entirely, and moving towards her chest, his eyes looking up at her for a fleeting moment, before unhinging his jaw and suckling on her whole teat; his mouth just big enough to fit its circumference.

If the earlier blowjob was deathly fast, then this was torturously slothful in comparison. Seconds turned into minutes, as minutes dragged onto hours. Each lick, pushed her ever-closer to the edge, while David's slow thrust merely felt like he was doing it on purpose, the consistently sluggish rhythm keeping the shorter woman on the rim, hanging by a thread.

Rebecca's fists clenched, toes cracking as her sole laid wrapped around his hip, her hands falling to the wayside, as her vision became glossy, blurs flashing under her vision. Difficulty ran rife in each motion, a strained look on the woman's face as she grazed his cheek with her thumb, snapping him out of his stupor. "I'm surprised, choom. Enjoy taking your time yet? Starting to get annoyed at this shit."

"Oh? And you said none of this was for pleasure. So easy to go back on your word now, are we?"

A barely hidden sneer rested on her lips, just barely held back by her smile. Had her restraint been any less, she would have smacked him upside of the head. Though, she doubted the current situation would allow that. Swallowing whatever moisture was left in her throat, she cleared her voice and shook her head. "Everyone has a limit, some crack harder than others."

Thinly veiled, she had hoped he would handle her words with a bit more thought. "Then how about we take it over the edge?" But instead, David had taken it as some sort of small talk, as if to disregard whatever message she had laced in her words. It wasn't exactly her forte,- She couldn't keep going on like this. Fumes leaked out of her ears, as she sucked in a breath, ignoring his maddening ministrations.

"I love you, alright!" Rebecca shouted, clutching his neck tightly, his posture straightening as the words leaked from her mouth, actions all but coming to a halt. His hips came to a stop, eyebrows furrowing as he looked quizzically at her, studying her every moment. "And I can't just keep watching you go on this self-destructive path"

From his perspective, it was almost like none of what she said went through to him, his arms falling limp, as a breath entered his lungs, eyes shutting for only a moment. The silence was deafening, the anticipation, more so. Deep in her bones, she could feel it, trembling under the weight of a thousand mountains. For a few short seconds, it had felt as though the world stood still, frozen in time, and awaiting David's answer.

A full spectrum of color flashed before her eyes, as blood dripped from his nose, a pair of arms finding themselves on her shoulders. "Go on? You wanted to help, right? This entire gig was your idea, and yet, you act like you didn't ask for it." David's hand shifted, planting itself on his forehead. "So either finish whatever it is you want to say, or get fucked. If you want to talk one-on-one about your baggage, we can do that some other time."

Wetness trailed down along her cheek, sliding down her face and pooling on her chin. There was no getting to him, was there? Bubbling from deep within her heart, a chuckle passed between the seams of her lips, losing more and more of herself with each bout. "Perhaps I shouldn't have brought this up in the first place. I know my plans weren't known for being the best, but this just takes the cake, doesn't it?"

Voice, hollow, lacking any sort of definition; tears leaking out of her eyes like a faulty faucet. There was no end to it, the waterworks pouring out as each word uttered rooted David to the floor. "Just fuck me already, that's all I'm worth afterall, right? Sex and violence, a match made in heaven-"

"I get it!" He roared, pushing her to the floor with a hard thud, shaking the ground with the impact's force. "There's an underlying issue at play, and it needs to be fixed. But I haven't the slightest clue what it is or how to unfuck it. So unless you have any brighter ideas, I'm going to be as I am, unchanged from this interaction, as if none of it ever happened in the first place." His nostrils flared, fist punching the tile next to Rebecca's head. "I don't get it at all, I don't understand anything at all."

Both of them were way too in over their heads, and her idea of how the scenario would play out was mangled beyond belief, so much so, that it made the processed slop in the slums look preem in comparison. Oh how wrong she had been. Immediately, she tried to rectify what she had helped devolve, attempting to calm her nerves. Though as expected, it didn't work, only managing to raise her stress to an even higher degree.

Her heart ached, bled with each fleeting moment that leapt out of her palm. "Slow down." Rebecca sputtered, her features becoming soft, her knuckles wiping away the drying tears. "That's all I ask of you. Take a break. Rest for just one second."

"And how would that fix anything? How would that fix anything at all?"

"David, your arms, they're shaking, can't you see?"

"What do you-?" His eyes glanced downward, a drawn-out pause filling his voice, as an ear-piercing siren blared in her ears, David's posture faltering shortly after. "It's nothing, just a little jittery, that's all."

"Like hell it is." She countered, toppling him to the ground, reversing their previous position. "I know the recoil of some guns may be strong, but they're not strong enough to deal long lasting damage unless you're a dumbass, and last I checked, you were perfectly fine."

"And last I checked, you weren't stupid crazy, your point being!?" the tone of his voice rose, writhing under the grip of her arms. "Now, unless you want to hurt yourself, I'd suggest you get off me. We won't speak of this again, and that will be the end of it."

"So, you're just going to leave? Leave because… what? You want to continue some suicidal dream you once had? Some people may be legends, David, but they're legends for a reason." Rebecca's teeth grip against one another, damn near grinding to dust. "I don't want to lose you. Not because you died trying to become something greater than yourself."

Water flowed like passing river rapids, streaming down the corner of Rebbeca's cheek as she merely sighed, the day's woes flowing out of her. All up until that point, it had already been quite a long day, and seeing as she had ruined the atmosphere, the woman shrugged her shoulders, and stood up from her partner's lap, looking down at his frozen figure for a moment longer, only to turn back.

Lucy was right, she was too late to win his affection, and she couldn't turn back the time to fix that mistake. Nor could she mend what she had sown. Though, a twitch ran down her spine, as a finger grazed her hand. She deeply inhaled for the umpteenth time that day, and stared at the figure that stood in front of her. "Get dressed, there's no need for you to stay naked any more, choom. Besides, sex was just a means to an end-"

Of his own volition, David took her lips, a spike piercing her spine as her body jolted to awakeness. What the… "I'll take you up on that offer, Becca. Come on, let's get this show on the road." Her jaw gaped, as his hand clung to her own, leading the short girl into her room.

Opening the door, it was just as she left it months prior, a simple double sized bed sitting in the corner, with no other furniture to accompany it. She didn't spend much time here as opposed to the living room, so she never bothered to decorate it. Nervousness stilted her actions as her head stood high, glancing at David for his reaction.

"I want you to fuck me until we break your bed." He spoke aloud, drawing in a breath as his head turned to meet her gaze. Her panties dropped to the wayside, whilst her legs wrapped around his muscular frame. As though they were on a tiny boat, the two of them rocked back and forth, tumbling as Rebecca's weight shifted, and as David followed along, collapsing onto the bed's soft mattress.

It cushioned their fall and plopped them down with a small bounce, the shorter woman mounted atop him, as a hand firmly planted itself on his chest. Then, her breath became shaky, uneven as the burning heat of his cock warmed her stomach, its tip blocking her belly button. How it had fit in her throat, she hadn't the slightest clue.

Beneath her, David writhed in place, his tool twitching at the beat of his heat, the stale air of the room hitting him as though it were needles, shivers running along his spine. Weakly, Rebecca raised herself up, knees quaking under an invisible pressure. There was no doubt in her mind that it would hit deeper than earlier, and if she was to go by her rules, then she wouldn't be as slow as him.

But perhaps that was a good thing. Dismissing the thought, she lined herself up for the drop, a pair of fingers guiding his rod to her hole, pitter-patters dripping down from the slit. Gulping down the lump that had formed in her esophagus, she steadied her breathing and gradually lowered herself.

Her petal-like folds parted with ease, clamping down more and more as his weapon pierced through her defenses, one by one. Until, she couldn't take it any longer, affixing her grip to his shoulders as she plummeted down to his crotch, impaling herself all the way down to his hilt. Mewls arose from her lips, as her body collapsed, resting on top of David's chest.

In the span of a second, her breath became haggard, rough and coarse like grains of sand. She momentarily found it difficult to breathe, almost awestruck at how large he had actually become, or perhaps how miniature she was. Rebecca's stomach bulged, protruding half an inch or so outward. Frankly, it made her look pregnant, a disturbing thought given her figure.

Sucking in a breath, she rocked her hips back and forth, mind nearly going blank several times. Rebecca's jaw hung loose, and her fingers found themselves intertwined in David's own. However, she couldn't think straight, dipping in and out of pure bliss. Pangs of lust struck at her like a whip, repeatedly coming back for more and more, her legs giving out completely.

"Perhaps I should make it shorter?" What? "Lucy's been having the same issues, I-ii-t isn't too much of an issue, Bu–uut it is a bit troublesome." David's voice waved away the haze that had sprouted in her head, and pushed itself to the forefront of her mind.

"Are you insane!?" She did a double take, questioning his sanity for more than a few seconds. Strength returned to her body, as her back straightened, and arms pushed against his pecs, an abhorred look on the diminutive woman's face. "David, my mans, this dick is fucking preem. Ain't no way you replacing this, ever. I'll fucking reattach it on my own if I have to."

The corner of his lips arched, a smile forming on his face, as his hips bucked upward, knocking her over the edge. And most of all, the bastard had enough in him to leave in a chuckle, a scowl contorting her face. Her eyes squinted, teeth gritting against one another, a never-ending flurry of thrust piercing her snatch. Just how much more of this could she handle? Each passing second felt so fast, and yet, so slow. And the very air itself felt as though it could slice her with every breeze.

'Just a little bit more…' She incessantly chanted, Repeating it a number of times in her head. But for how much longer could she squeeze it out? How much longer did she have to wring him out for? There was no telling. Sure, everyone had their limits, but this was getting a bit much. Slurring her moans, she purred on his chest like a cat, her entire body seizing in completely, joints locking in place.

Faster and faster, a twitch shook David's member, as Rebecca's eyes shone with determination. He was getting close, she just knew it. Just a little bit more, and they were done. Just a little bit more until he settled. Just… just- Thoughts deteriorated right before her eyes, as she lost herself in the throes of pleasure. One step after the next, it built up like a song, her inner muscles tightening around his length for all it was worth, rapidly pumping his cock with each motion.

"I'm. About…" He started, only to pause immediately after. Knots formed on the pale girl's eyebrows as she stared at him from her lowered position, barely conscious at all. "I'm about to cum." David finished, his actions becoming increasingly rougher, more desperate. Quickening, movements quickly became a blur, a kaleidoscope of light flashing before her, as each of his actions took center stage.

Sandevistan, she thought, as a painfully hot lightning bolt struck. He came inside her, and frankly, she didn't know how to feel, frozen in place. His spunk lined the walls of her womb, spilling out without a care in the world. Was… Would this be alright with Lucy? What would happen next? A multitude of questions flooded her mind as a sudden burst of sobriety rearranged the mess that had clogged her head.

However, another was there to swiftly replace it. The seemingly never-ending energy she once held, now slipping right out of her finger tips. Her eyes tried to stay afloat, supported by the immense weight of all of her queries, but they too were shut down. Slowly, her mind drifted, flowing like water, as her mental faculties shut down. One. By. One.

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[A/N: Takes the cake for the single longest smut piece I've written, even disregarding the dialogue and such, it still up there. And, it's also one of the most emotionally charged chapters I've written. But, I hope you liked it as much as I had writing. Next up on the list is Lucy and Rebecca, hope you enjoy the wait when that eventually comes out… in a few weeks. Copy and paste stuff below.

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