Little Red Meets The Big Bad Wolf..



Ivy had been hanging around the house all day, not having seen Cole, she decided to head up to the main house to see if he was there. Bundled up in two hoodies, she ran up the side walk, almost busting her ass on some ice. Shivering, she took her hand out of her pocket and banged on the door, hoping someone was in there.

Gage had just come up from down in the basement, busting up with Joel, and possibly getting him back a bit for busting Cole's pretty face. Coming from the shower, towel wrapped around his waist, he stopped by the kitchen to grab an apple, biting into it with ease with his rather sharp pearly whites. The scent of Ivy well, he knew she was coming, not hard to miss the smell of a woman, that silky scent. Rounding the kitchen, he pulls the door open and leans to the side of it as green-blue eyes lower down to Ivy. "Hm?" Followed by a soft grunt. In Gage speak? "The fuck you want?"

Ivy jumped back when the not so jolly or green giant opened the door. " Whoa." She had heard of him, she had seen him from a distance, but she had never met him. Eyes going wide, she took her hands out of her pockets, shrugging some. " I want to hang out. Is Cole here?" She tried to peer around him, ducking her head between his side and the door, trying to see into the house, but he was huge. " Uhm... It's cold. Going to let me in?"

"Cole isn't here. Think he went out." Another grunt as a dark brow arches to Ivy while she tries to peer around him. The apple is brought to his lips again where a large tongue licks the juices that slipped down to the bottom. "Not stopping you, am I?" Chuckling and stepping aside. "Actually feels pretty nice out there. Must have thin skin." His voice rumbles from his lips which are then licked to get the rest of the juices from them. "Ivy. Hm? Heard about you." Still standing to the side and holding the door open.

She moved in as soon as she could squeeze past, she pressed up against him, just a bit and noted that he felt like a wall. Rushing into the house, she paused once safely inside. " No, no stopping me." She grinned and continued to glance around. " Man, I was hoping to hang out tonight." She bit her bottom lip and watched him a moment and then her brow perked up. " Heard about me? What've you heard?" Lord only knew, there were so many insane stories. She started to wriggle around to try and get her hoodies off, it was warm in the house, no doubt due to their being a new little baby living there. She got the hoodies up and stuck around her eyes and nose, and with arms raised she wiggled around more, trying to get out of it. Her t-shirt went up with her hoodies, although, she wasn't flashing him, just some of her belly showing. She tried to tug down her shirt while still getting her head out of the neck holes. "Ooof! "

Chuckle to when he felt her press against him. Softness against a rock so to speak. Didn't help that he isn't clothed, just a towel to go around his naked and large frame. Muscles were not something Gage lacked, in fact he was too ripped for his own liking. The brow continued to be lifted as Ivy is seeming to have troubles getting her clothes off. Hand pushes the door closed, making a softer bang than thought possible. He moves over closer to Ivy and reaches out, apple still in his mouth and held by his strong teeth, as he attempts to get her hoodie off her head. "Here, let me.. wait."

She stood still, arms in the air, feeling like an idiot. Her hair was poofed out of the top like a pineapple and her face was in there somewhere, the neck of the hoodie pressed her nose up, feeling like it was crushing it. " Oh ow. Okay. Mm hurry." She was a wee bit claustrophobic as well. Her finger tips wiggled while she waited. She knew wearing two hoodies was a bad idea. " You never said what you heard about me." Muffled out.

Large tug and the hoodie pops off. He holds it in his hand and looks down at Ivy. That apple still in his mouth, and making it difficult to actually speak properly. But he grabs a hold of it with his free hand and shakes his head. "Just that you are Ivy. Nothing more. Why? Horror stories going around? Do you know who I am?" The grin spreads on his lips, he doesn't mind showing his large and sharper than human teeth. In fact he is rather proud of them. "I'm starving.." Comes out in a grumble while those green-blues bore down at Ivy.

She blinked slowly as her eyes readjusted to the light, her hair was still sticking out full of static now. She tried to smooth it down with her hands and then tugged her shirt back down and regained her balance, trying to look cool, one hand going to her hip. " Horror stories. There are a few. I'm pretty dangerous you know?" Her eyebrows waggled at him and she bared her teeth at him with a growl, kind of mocking him, only she looked pretty much like a mouse trying to growl like a lion. " I know who you are." She nodded with a coy smirk and then turned away from him, walking around the room. " You're Gage. You're kind of the bouncer of the Skulls. Keep people in line." That was about all she knew, she had heard a few stories, but she wasn't going to tell him that. " So go get something to eat!" She waved him off, when he looked at her like that. " I'm too sweet, you wouldn't like the way I taste. " She stared back at him, again trying to imitate him with glares.

"Dangerous, are you now?" He doesn't look convinced, but for her sake, he takes a step back. "Well then, wouldn't want to get into any trouble, Miss Dangerous." Snort and chuckle follow it as he settles the hoodie over on the rack. Turning to look back at her, a rather serious face settles on his features. "Bouncer. I suppose you could say that. I keep everyone in line. Beat the shit out of assholes like the ones Cole was talking about at the Inn the other night. Which, I will leave them alone, since he asked me to." Moving closer to Ivy, for a tall man, his posture is excellent, making him seem even taller than his actual height. The green blues are no longer, in fact his eyes have taken on to a golden hue. "You are wrong. I think you would taste superb. Cole however would be upset if I ate you." Her glaring only makes him chuckle. "I will hunt soon." Truly it is rather dangerous for someone to be around Gage when he has not fed, and it has been weeks since the last. Gage does usually have excellent control, unless angered. "Ivy. Be careful of those looks, I may just think you are coming onto me and offer to take you to my bedroom, do ungodly things to your body." Eyes appraise her for the moment and then a throaty chuckle and rumble.

"Very dangerous." She leaned in towards him when she said it, trying to look extra tough. " Some people call me Poison... Poison Ivy." She pretended to look serious for a moment and then busted out laughing. " And I'm glad Cole has someone to take care of the assholes, lots of em at the Inn lately." She nodded to him and moved to sit down, noting where her hoodie was in case she needed to make a quick exit. " Superb? Me?" She shook her head. " Nah. Besides, people don't eat people! What are you a cannibal?!" She watched him, noting the color change of his eyes and she turned around, facing away from him while she sucked in a breath of air, a little chilled by the look he gave her. "U..un.. godly?" barely able to get out. " But! I haven't even done godly things yet! "Shrieked out as she jumped up and then fell back onto the couch on her knees to watch him over the back of the couch. " I wasn't coming on to you. Really. Honest. I'm not desperate!"

"Poison Ivy..." Whispers with a faint growl underneath. His eyes follow her every move and nostrils flare ever so slight. He is obviously smelling her scent and logging it in his memory, he will never forget her scent. "Which is why I don't go to the Inn. No need to add another asshole to the pack." Grin, teeth that have seemed to grow even sharper are pressed down into his bottom lip for a single second. "Eat people? Yes, I eat people, animals as well. Whatever I can capture. Usually anything stupid enough to get in my path as I am hunting. Or a local piece of shit who dares to mess with anyone I care for. Now those taste the best to me." Slight nod and his eyebrow ticks up yet again when she admits that she has yet to do these ungodly things he has not exactly explained. "Easy, Ivy. It was a joke." Giving her the most charming of smiles. "Settle for a kiss instead? A taste of you. How about that, not a horrible request, is it?"

" I wouldn't go to the Inn if it wasn't for Cole, I don't think I would anyway. Anywhere to be with friends though." She nodded and kept watching him, her eyes wide with interest and a tinge of fear. " I'm not in your hunting path am I? A stupid piece of shit?" Whimpered out as she leaned back on the couch. She saw him ease up some, so she reacted much the same as she relaxed back onto the couch. " Of course it was a joke! I knew that." She shrugged, rolling her eyes, but then he asked her for a kiss and she craned her neck, looking at him like he was insane. " Are you serious?" Her nostrils flared a bit, trying to hold back a giggle. "Why?" She tilted her head. " Did Cole tell you?!" She jumped up and bounced up and down. " Oh my goodness. I'm gonna kill him. He said he wouldn't tell anyone about my kisses! " She covered her mouth with her hand, maybe Cole had been bragging. " What did he say? Does he really think I'm a natural? Amazing?" She was totally ratting herself out. " Tell me why you want to kiss me and maybe. "

"You are on my territory.." Grumbled out as he keeps his golden eyes down at her. He has yet to move, as if the predator is almost ready to strike its prey. "Cole didn't tell me anything. No." When Ivy starts bouncing and going on, babbling as he would call it, he stands back up and moves a large hand through his unruly hair. "Fuck, you have as much energy as Cole does. Bouncing around here and all that." He is laughing though and looks back to Ivy with a rather silly grin, much unlike any he has shown before, that smile vanishes quickly however, replaced by a somber look. "Because the smell you give off. Mating. Looking to mate, are you Ivy? Come here." And it is no request this time. "Now."

"Territory." Whispered softly as she watched him. Her eyes went wide and her face flushed when he said how full of energy she was, it felt like an accusation and she wasn't sure how to take that. Was it good or bad? He laughed though, wait, he laughed. She smiled and laughed with him, nodding her head as she started to fidget, her hands toying with the hem of her t-shirt, balling it up in her fist. " You can smell that!?" Yelped and then her face turned a brighter shade of red. " I... mean.. Noooo. No I don't." She looked away from him, trying to deny him access to her eyes, because his were too entrancing for her to handle. Her head snapped back to him when he demanded she come to him. She stood there for a long moment, afraid to go to him, but afraid not to. She walked around the couch to him and then leaned back, so her butt was resting on the back of the couch, her hands gripping it tightly, so tight her knuckles were turning white. " Yes?" She wouldn't look at him.

"I can smell that, yes." Came out as a hiss which soon turned into a faint growl. He moves closer, his movements fluid despite the bulk of his frame. Once to her, he grins and leans down, large hand moving to take a hold of her face. For such large and rough hands, his touch is gentle and soft. "Look at me, Ivy." Breathed out, his breath surprisngly would be sweet in smell, like peppermint, but his scent would hold a musk and possibly even a slight hint of canine, mixed with fresh soap. "Come on, look."

Her face deepened when he agreed that he could smell her lust, her bottom lip trembled, she was humiliated, could he smell her desperation too? She gasped softly when his hand when to take hold of her face. By instinct, her hands reached up to wrap around his forearm, though, she didn't pull away. She closed her eyes and turned her head towards him and then with the seconds request, she opened her eyes, looking at him. She knew he wasn't going to hurt her, she knew that, he wouldn't for a few reasons, one of them being Cole. So why was she afraid. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself and find her backbone again. " Yes Gage?"

Ivy's breath on his face, that face quickly hardens and his jaw becomes tight, teeth gritting. The hand that is holding her face begins to shake slightly and his breathing picks up. Golden eyes stay on her face and he shudders as he moves his face closer to hers. Lips part only slightly, meaning to take her bottom lip between them.

Her hands tightened around his forearm as he started to shake. Her eyes widened as he moved closer, was he afraid of her? She had no clue. Maybe she smelled bad to him? She would have sniffed herself but he was there, right there, his lips were so close. She whimpered softly, it felt surreal, was this happening. She closed her eyes briefly, waiting for it.

Lips close in and teeth graze along her bottom lip, the tiniest of nicks there, the small droplet of blood settles on his tongue and he quickly moves his mouth to engulf hers. A strong and passionate, longing.. kiss. But his body begins to shudder, chest heaving with it. The kiss is broken that quickly and he moves from her. Soft growls and grunts, his back turned to her. "I should go hunt.. " Comes out more harsh than he had meant. Stronger shade of golden eyes turn to glare at her, his hands literally shaking violently. "I starved myself for too long. I wouldn't want to harm you.." His once velvet voice now gruff and deeper in tone.

Her hands were trembling around his arm and then finally let go, falling to her sides as he bit her lip, her whimper was silenced by his kiss, and what a kiss it was. She would have wrapped her arms around him and continued to kiss him like that for hours, had he not pulled away so suddenly, leaving her dazed and confused. She gasped when it ended. Her lips looked slightly swollen and bright red from their brief encounter with him. " You won't. You wouldn't." Her hand brushed against his. She was just getting to know him, she didn't want him to leave. She literally felt like the room was spinning and she leaned back against the couch for support as her fingers brushed across her lips. " Now? " Not believing he was really leaving.

The brush of her hand on his is met with a gentle touch from him as well. However with his hands shaking as they were, he quickly pulls them away and turns his golden glance away from her and towards the door. "Until I have fed.. yes. I could lose control of myself if I stay.. your scent is driving my senses insane. There is no telling what I would do to you. You should stay away from me, Ivy." His jaw sets even tighter and he growls softly out. The towel is pulled from his waist and dropped to the floor. "Dangerous is a concept you must learn quickly when dealing with someone that is not.. what they seem." Comes a softer whisper but still holds a rough sensation. And as if to go against his own words, he does turn quickly to her, moving so fast that if someone were to blink they would miss his movement. Both shaking hands grab her face and he moves in to taste of her lips once more before pulling away and growling loudly, more at himself before rushing to the door and out.

Ivy couldn't help but smirk to herself, she was driving someone insane? In a good way? Her eyes went even wider when his towel fell and she gawked,she couldn't help it. There was a squeal of delight that came from her before her gaze snapped back up to his face, listening to what he said. She kissed him back, leaning into him for the briefest moment that it was and then he was gone and she struggled to keep her balance once again. " Told you I was dangerous." Whispered as he fled the room as she smiled to herself and then ran for the hook where her hoodies were, she struggled to pull them on as she ran out of the front door, she had to find Cole.

Continued.


After a few moments, Gage is walking slowly back out, behind him is the waiter, carrying their food. Gage grumbling under his breath of how long it had taken, but he could understand.. they always want to make sure things are utterly perfect when the 'Boss' is having dinner. An apologetic smile meets down with Ivy as he claims his seat again. "There we are." As the waiter settles their plates in front of them. "That is all for now, thank you." Muttered under his breath. The waiter nods quickly and rushes back to the kitchen, wasting no time. Gage looks down at the bloody steak, which is smothered in bloody juices, however the steak may seem rather strange, not of.. an animal, well surely not beef. Paying no mind to that or thinking Ivy would notice, his eyes glance back up at Ivy. "Shall we?"

"I can't believe they just let you back there." Blurted out to him with a hint of wonderment in her eyes. Picking up her knife and fork, she started to cut all of the steak into little bites, not taking one bite until it was all cut. Her potatoes and the items making it loaded were smashed together and the rolls covered in honey butter were torn apart and scattered on her plate to soak in the steak juices. Lastly, she poured the bottle of A-1, smothering the bread and then just a bit on her steak. She was a girl who knew how she liked it. Smiling up at him, she nodded. " I guess we shall. You know, it really hadn't been that long." Twirling her fork before grabbing up a piece of steak. " You like things prompt, don't you?"

"I would think they would. I own the place, I thought I had told you.." Must of slipped his mind. Golden hues watch her and her fixing of her plate. Always the one to remember just how someone likes their food, and better bet he will remember. "It was longer than needed. But they like to make sure things are perfect. I expect nothing less. I do like things prompt." It is not till a bit of food is in her mouth that Gage reaches for his own fork and knife, believe it or not he can be civilized. Cutting a large piece of meat, it is brought to his lips and eaten, a low grumble of a growl as he does chew, and repeats with a few more large pieces.

She popped in a few more bites of steak, chewing quickly, it was cooked to perfection. "I didn't realize you owned this place." She glanced around again, pointing around with her fork and then she noticed what bad manners that was and quickly set it back on her plate. " It's really beautiful. " She nodded to him again, just another to be in awe of. " You must be a great business man to be so young and able to own a place so swanky and well managed. " She took another bite and then a few pieces of the rolls were popped in her mouth. " Would you consider yourself a perfectionist then, or just demanding? " Her eyebrow perked up as she finished chewing.

"That I do." Nodding slightly, his steak vanished within moments. He spares her licking his plate, instead he takes to dabbing a long finger through the blood and then lifting that to his lips and licking said finger. Talented tongue, that story about Gage? Very true. "Thank you. Though, to be honest, I happen to hire good people that run it for me, when I am not here. I have others I must tend to as well. Bit of a traveler. Not wanting to stay in one place for long, but that I already told you." Smiling at her, his growling has yet to stop, just now an undertone in his voice.

Question avoided. She noted that, wondering if it irked him she asked. For the moment she let it go while eating more, not wanting the steak to get cold. She sopped up the juices on her plate with the bread, barely touching her potatoes, she hadn't expected the cut of meat to be so big. She had avoid licking her plate clean as well, it was so delicious. Taking a drink of her wine, she picked at the bread, taking small bites while watching him. " You're very privileged then. " Nodding to him. " Must be some kind of charmed life to be able to travel and do as you wish. Very exciting I imagine. But lonely at times?" Her eyebrow perked up, she only how she felt when she was away from friends and family for long periods of time.

The question was not avoided, in fact he figured she would of already come to her own conclusion to it. But the look on her face spoke otherwise and he does feel the need to answer it properly. "Both." Muttered with a grin as he lifts his own glass of wine, inhaling the aroma before sipping it. "Charmed life?" That makes golden eyes widen just a small amount. "No, not charmed. I work hard for what I do have and I expect everything I get in return. Nothing but the best. But no, in fact I am hardly ever alone. I usually have people around me at all times. Though, they are never truly with me. In that aspect, I suppose you can say I get lonely."

"I suppose you do deserve what you ask for then." She nodded, as she sucked on her finger, licking it clean, although she tried to be somewhat dainty about it. Wiping her hands on her napkin, she went back to sipping her wine, staring over the edge at him, a small smile on her lips as she listened to him. " Wonder what happens when someone tells you no." She smirked and leaned back, setting her glass down as she crossed her arms, it almost sounded and looked like a challenge, but she said nothing else about it. " I understand what you mean, about being surrounded by people but alone. I honestly do." There was a soft sigh from her lips. " Well perhaps one day you can find someone who will be able to travel with you and truly, be with you." She looked down at her lap and then back up at him. "Would be a shame to never be able to share your experiences with someone else, that's half the pleasure in discovering new things I think, is seeing how it affects someone else when they experience it too for the first time. "

"Nobody tells me no." Stated with a smile, low grumble followed. His glass is set down and he is watching very closely at her body language. The way her hair falls around her shoulders, even the way her hands move, fingers curl.. taking in a deep breath, he leans back in the chair and clears his throat. Cue to the waiter to come out and stand before them, taking Gage's empty plate then looking to Ivy. "Are you done?" Had he done it on purpose? Called the waiter to keep from further conversation of a possible sore spot she brought up? He shows no sign of it, instead smiles.

"I can see why. I'm sure it's a frightening thing to behold. You, being told no." She smirked as her plate was lifted away. "Thank you. yes, I'm finished." She wrapped her hands around her arms, rubbing a bit briskly. " Suddenly got a little chilled." Perhaps his stare had something to do with it, she wasn't sure. Sucking in her bottom lip, she glanced around again, trying to think of what else to say, he was a man of few words. Simplicity, he seemed to enjoy it, for as much as Cole called him a lush, he didn't seem overly complicated. That was a tad of a relief, no puzzles. Although, he was still mysterious to her. One of her hands went back out, tracing over the edge of the wine glass as she looked back up to him. "How are you feeling?" She hadn't noticed him grunt for a little while. Maybe her scent wasn't as bothersome as it was initially.

"That will be all then." Waving his hand dismissively to the waiter, who again, rushes off towards the kitchen and through the doors. His eyes have stayed on Ivy, the golden hue only darkening, gaining in vibrancy. "Feeling? I feel wonderful." Lips parting in a smile, his grunt this time less notable. However is she were to look at his fisted hands, they tell of another story, they are shaking. Promptly they are brought down from eye level. "I believe it is time to take you home. My driver will take you, of course. It was a pleasure to have you for dinner, Ivy." The tone dropped, voice became like gravel. "Yes." Movement is swift as he stands from his chair and walks around the table to pull her chair out for her. "It has been a pleasure."

She watched as the waiter made himself disappear and then she smiled to him as he said he felt wonderful, but her smile quickly faded as he informed her it was time to go. Her mouth gaped open in shock, had she said something wrong? He must have known she'd say no, apparently a word he did not like, because he made it clear she was going before she could disagree. She stood up abruptly, snatching her purse. Not even dessert! Wait to go Ivy, you made it through half a date, she thought. "It was nice, thank you." Her voice held a curtness to it. "I'll see you around, I suppose." Mummbled out to him, as she looked around, anywhere but at him. Her fingers were clutching her purse so tightly they were white, she looked like she was going to tear right through the delicate fabric. She held her head up high, nonetheless, try to look unbothered as she smoothed out the short hem of her dress with one hand.

Curtness in her voice is very noticed by Gage and he even grins at it. Her posture and body language changed so quickly, he hardly had the time to fully enjoy it. "See me around? Well.. Perhaps." Stepping to the side as Ivy stood up. It also gave him time to recover from the moment before, when he was becoming overwhelmed by her, yes, Gage overwhelmed by someone. What an amazing feat and yet Ivy seems to have no clue of it. "Would you rather I didn't call you now? Or take you to my villa in Spain?" Dark brow lifts slightly while he turns and walks to the door. "I suppose things happen for a reason. For what it is worth, I did have a very lovely meal with you. Be a shame to not do it again, but if that is how you feel." Hands still balled in tight fists, his breathing had already become somewhat erratic, hopefully not enough that would alert Ivy. To the door he moves and stands.

She looked at him like he was insane, pure shock in her eyes as they widened and her mouth still gaped at him. Her own fists were balling up at her sides, she didn't know if she wanted to smack him or kiss him. She huffed, and then sucked in her bottom lip as she tried not to pout right there in front of him. Her face was turning red, even the tips of her ears were red. " I don't understand." Breathed out softly. She looked at him, shaking her head. " Of course I want you to call me, but.." She waved her hand at the dinner table and then back towards the door. "Did I do something wrong?" Her eyebrows knit together as she nearly shrieked out the last question, she was struggling to keep her voice low.

"You did everything right." He whispered with a grin and folded his arms over a massive chest, hiding further those trembling fists. "In all the preparation I made for this night to be perfect, I forgot a very important detail, if not the most important. And sadly that is why you must go." The gold hue of his eyes turning to a muddy brown, only to return to the honey gold. "I apologize." An apology from Gage is few and far between, coming from a man that never believes he is ever in the wrong. "Ivy. Do you want to know what I really want?" Voice staying as thick gravel, mixed with a hint of growl, low and untamed. "Take you home. I want to take you home with me. But I can't promise you or even trust myself that I would be able to control the other side of me. The last thing I want to do is harm you in any way. Trust me tonight. Trust that I am doing what is best."

She breathed out a deep sigh of relief when he said she did everything right. Her bottom lip started to tremble as he spoke. She didn't want to go, but she also didn't want to provoke him further. She noticed the change in his eyes and she nodded to him, trying to relax herself some, she was to quick to doubt him and that was unfair. "It's okay. Really." She nodded. " I'm glad you're trying to watch out for me." She gave him a small smile, a sad one, but a smile still. When he told her what he wanted, that dopey bigger grin returned as she leaned against the door. She almost wished he hadn't told her that because now it was making the leaving, much harder. " I know if I told you that I trust you not to hurt me, you'd think I'm crazier than you already do. But it's truth. " She nodded and stood back up straight. " But, I'll do as you ask, and I'll go. I'd hate to see what happens if I told you no." Smirking she dipped her head to him. "Thank you for a wonderful evening, Gage. " Walking away was going to be so hard, her legs didn't want to move, but she did turn to go.

Sad smile from her is returned by Gage, maybe not a sad smile, but a somber expression on his face. He is doing what is best, and she would have to truly trust him on that. As she spoke, he did laugh, even if it is was half-hearted. He obviously is hating to see her leave as well, even his body seems to be leaning closer towards her as she is turning to walk out the door. "Have a wonderful night, Ivy.." Muttered out softly, his growling now more than just a hint, it is there with conviction. Hand moves out to grab her arm, pulling her back, even making her small body crash against his. He leans in and his own lips crash against hers, harder than he had meant, but there it is. The parting of lips, the quick invading of her mouth with his own. Other hand is delicate when touching around her waist, pressing her tiny body even closer.

She yelped when he grabbed her and pulled her back. Crashing against him, she whimpered, not out of pain but a wanting deep inside of her. That hot feeling creeping back into her body and she instinctively kissed him back, an arm reaching up to snake up his chest, fingers brushing against his neck. Her leg rose, rubbing against his thigh, she would have wrapped it around him, had he not been so much taller. Her other hand hand reached beneath his suit jacket and was balled up at his side, clenching his shirt material. She moaned loudly, really not wanting to go now. Stupid girl, should have ran when he told you. It took everything she had in her, but she broke the kiss and pulled away. Her mouth looked full and slightly swollen from the kiss and her eyes were heavy lidded and lustful. She held her trembling hands up, clasping them together and holding them in front of her mouth as she looked up at him. "I don't want to trust you, but I think it's the smart thing to do. And I don't want you thinking me daft, so I should go. .... " She lowered her hands, clutching the short skirt of her dress. " Right?" Whispered softly and so unsure.

He does lean as much as he can down when he felt her leg lift against his thigh, a curse may of escaped his mouth into hers for himself being so tall, but he is what he is. Fingers on her back do press her harder to him, her warmth welcomed against his own. The kiss broken, he leans away from her, his jaw clenched much like it had before, if not more. Eyes turbulent as they look at her. "Go.." Growled out while he attempted to steady his own being. Having to look away from her, growls and deep breaths expelled from his parted lips that still taste of that kiss. "Hurry." Body visibly shaking and it is taking all that he has in him to keep even this amount of control over himself.

She whimpered and stood still for a moment, her knees locked. Stupid body not listening. Finally, she gained control back over herself and nodded as she burst through the door, running out to the car, which the driver had opened the door for her. Climbing in, he quickly shut it and was just as quick to make sure he was back in the car and driving off. Leaning her head back against the seat, she took in a deep breath, her knees still shaking. " Well I'll be damned.... " A little smirk crept across her lips as she raised up and turned to peer out of the back window.

The Big Bad Wolf Takes Little Red for a Dip



Of all the places for Gage to be today, and even though he is suppose to be out working, instead he is laying by the indoor pool. Black swim trunks on, the sun shining through the glass roof, down on his already tanned skin. Droplets of glistening water from where he had just climbed out of the warmed water. Sunglasses even on his face, and a phone in his hand. The phone that links back to only one, Ivy. A message sent.. 'At the pool, feel like taking a dip?', sent to her phone. He grins and settles the phone back down on the small table beside his chair. Today would be better, he spent a whole week taking care of his problem, there is no way she can possibly cause the monster inside to come out. Not today.

She was home, ready and waiting as she had been for the past few days, hair and make up done, dressed and ready to go. When his phone went off she screamed and dove for it on the couch and read the message and then jumped up and down as she ran to the bedroom to grab her swimsuit. It was freezing outside, but she figured he obviously was at the indoor pool. Stripping out of her clothes, she put on her black bikini, and then pulled her jeans and shirt back on over it. Running to the bathroom, she worked to get the makeup off her eyes and then swapped for waterproof. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her phone and put on her shoes and then headed to the house, texting him on her way. 'I'll be right over.' was sent to him and she went through the back door of the main house, circling through until she found the pool room. She peaked through the door and took a deep breath before pushing it open, standing in the door just watching for the moment.

The soft buzz of his phone on the table. He didn't have to look to know what it said, of course she would be coming, he could smell it. Deep intake of breath, feeling her presence getting closer, her scent growing stronger. Another deep intake as he sits up and reaches up to slide the glasses from his face, dropping them to the table by his phone. Green blue eyes turn to the doorway, a genuine smile on his lips, that smile that only appears for her. "Took you long enough." Even though it had only been a short while. Pushing his lean body up off the chair, he sends a hand across his bare chest and stomach, wiping remaining droplets from there. Closer he got to her, the deeper his breaths became until he stopped, dead still. "Damn.." Came growled out between gritted teeth. He had taken all the precautions this time and still, his body reacted to her the same way. His head sharply turns to the right, gaze landing far on the right corner of the room. "How have you been?" Muttered out while he turns his now golden eyes back on her form.

Her bottom lip trembled while she watched him, he was impossible not to watch, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him, like he could so easily do with her. She tried not to stare, not to let her mouth gape open, but she couldn't help it. A soft string of unintelligible words came out and then she ran a hand through her hair, trying to say something that actually made sense. " I'm alright." She sighed softly, sucking in her bottom lip. Obviously, he was not going to be okay, which meant she wasn't going to be okay. Looking down to her feet, she started to tug on her t-shirt hem as she usually did when she was nervous. " Do you want me to go?"

"Good." Came out softly than before, no hint of a growl in it. He had to fight it, had to control that part of him, if it took everything in him, he would. Fingers close up, both hands, making tight fists then flexing long strong fingers back out. "No, you don't need to go. I asked you here, I want you here." Grinding of his sharp teeth, but that abruptly stops. "Let's take a swim." There was a reason he asked her to the pool, water, water would help to drown out her scent, or so he would hope. It wasn't exactly her scent of flesh that spoke to the monster inside, it was her blood, the sound of it even sings gently into his ears. Another side glance to the pool and a smile when he returns his eyes on her. "It's warm." Step back and a turn, he moves to the stairs and descends them until he is in the shallow part of the pool. "Come on." A hand is lifted from the water and held out for her.

Her chest heaved out and the breath she had been holding escaped her lips loudly when he said he didn't want her to leave, she hadn't even realized she'd stopped breathing. Nodding to him, she held up her finger, telling him just a minute and walked to the chairs, setting her phone down and then she took off her shoes, her t-shirt, with her back to him, and then her jeans, laying her clothes over the chair, she looked back over her shoulder at him and then turned around, her hands and arms working to cover her body some. Maybe she shouldn't have chosen the bikini. Resting her hands around her stomach, clasping her sides, she walked towards the pool, sticking a toe in. "You still want me in there with you?"

The held hand drops back to the water as golden eyes continue to watch her get undressed. The wafting scent hitting his nostrils, a tighter grinding of teeth, his expression as if he has just smelled something that is more than edible. Before harsh words could escape his lips, he gave a blow out of breath, trying to keep a strained smile on them instead. "Get in the pool." Feet moving in the water, his movements closer to where her toe is resting in the water. Large hands are quick, too quick for any mortal, to grab her legs and grasp tight, pulling her down and into the water, against his own body. It wasn't thought out clearly, that touch, it was not thought of the closeness of their bodies until she was up against him. Sudden contact of her warm skin on his heated own, that causes a few growls to come forth. "Do not move." Uttered out through his clenched jaw. "Whatever you do, do not move right now."

She had started to move to get into the water but then he was grabbing her and pulling her in, before she could even scream or playfully fight him off, she was pressed up against his body. Her face was pressed against his upper chest and her hands clasped his thighs tightly as he spoke. A shudder ran through her as he started to growl. Her ear was right against his chest and the growling seemed so much louder than normal. She wasn't sure why she wasn't moving. The thought that he was the danger didn't cross her mind, instead she thought perhaps there was someone else there with them or danger lurking somewhere else. She held her breath again and struggled not to move. Closing her eyes, she quietly and softly breathed him in, tried to focus on his scent, on the comfort of his arms on her, the warmth, the purring of the grumbling in his chest, which was becoming a lullaby to her, to try and stay calm.

Fingers tightly grasp her flesh, around her waist and even her rear. His breathing hardly steady, chest rising and falling quite quickly. In his head, so many thoughts, so many needs and wants, the urge to push her back away from him, but the want of her near him is stronger. He held tight, held possibly too tight. Strong fingers eventually ease on her flesh, climbing their way up her back, one hand firmly wrapping around the back of her neck, pulling to move her head away from his chest. The look down at her, eyes wild, but a smile on those lips, no sneer, no smirk, but a smile. Those lips part, sharp teeth easily show themselves. "Ivy. I thought about you while we were apart." Voice a grumbling low tone, but sincerity held within. The other large hand is lifted to press long fingers against her warm cheek.

Her breathing became erratic as he held her, as she felt his fingers pressing into her skin. More bruises, she was sure of it, and that caused a small smile, though she tried hard not to actually smile, because that would be moving. She whimpered softly as his fingers moved back up her body and then a cry of surprise when he pulled her head back to look at him. She thought she was going to hyperventilate. Blinking up at him, with stars in her eyes, she closed them tightly for a moment and then looked at him again. He was smiling and he had said something. Her hands were still clutching his outer thighs just as hard, her nails probably biting into him just slightly. Her eyes closed again when his hand brushed along her cheek, her bottom lip quivering in anticipation. " You did?" She didn't mean to sound so surprised.

Rumble of a soft laugh. "Yes, I did. Hard for you to believe?" Typical Gage starting to come out there, perhaps the situation wasn't as dire as he expected. Strong fingers curl around her chin and jaw, lifting her face up more so there can be more eye contact. If he kept looking into her eyes, eyes that could save him from doing anything to harm her. He lost himself into the eyes for a long period of time, only her gentle breaths will him back out. "I did. Yes." Hand holding the back of her neck begins to lose it's tight grasp, instead it moves back down her, a caress of a gentle sort, something that nobody would expect of Gage. "Did you think about me?"

His laugh startled her and her eyes opened back up to catch his smile. Her smile. "A little hard to believe, yes." And then the stare down began, she couldn't move her eyes from his, it was impossible. They bore down into her and she tried so hard to avert her gaze, but couldn't. There was something he was trying to see, she wasn't sure what, but she felt the need to try and hide. Maybe it was emotions she didn't want him to see. She didn't want him to know how he affected her, especially this past week. Her hands let go of his legs, finally, and slowly, she slid them up his sides, very cautious movements. " I thought about you a lot. " She admitted with the sound of defeat in her voice. " Too much, I think." And then she gasped, a hand covering her mouth. " I didn't mean to say that last part out loud." Her skin flushed bright red as she looked down, no down wasn't good because it was still all him she saw. Away, she looked away. Quickly.

A knit of brows as he saw something in those eyes, a hint of something, perhaps. But she was moving, hands felt against his own body. Hissing sound came from between teeth that suddenly grit together. "You do not listen to me. That is what is going to get you killed." Growled fiercely, more than he had meant, but he did tell her to not move, he meant at all. Even if he seemed relaxed, it was only because she had been holding still, and now that was thrown away, his body began to shake, growling breaths let out. Her words were not lost on him, he heard, even through the loud grinding of teeth, he heard her. As she looked away, his expression turned from anger to outrage. "How many times have I told you to listen to me?" It was sudden, he is no longer in the water, he is across the room, standing there, staring at her in the pool. Golden eyes glaring, teeth gritting. "Why do you never listen to me!"

Her expression went from embarrassment to shock. Her mouth gaping open. She had done it again, she had pushed him away. She stood perfectly still in the water as she watched him move quickly out of the water and across the room. " I didn't mean to! Gage." She was near hysterical. " I'm sorry, I thought it was okay now, I didn't realize. You..were.. I..." Staring up at him, she was shaking now, she didn't want it to be over. " I won't do it again. I'll be good. I promise. " She was pouting, her hands clutched tightly around her body, angry with herself. Looking down into the water, she refused to look at him right now, she was ashamed and embarrassed. How could she overlook his simple request?

It took a few moments, for him to stand there, taking in quick short breaths, gaining back some sort of control. "Don't. Don't do that." He meant the sad look on her face, his own face took on a similar expression. How hard this must be for her, for her to be with this thing that he is, to not be able to be close without him yelling and moving away. Deeper breath pulled in. "I thought things would be different. I thought I had done enough. Ivy.." Moving from the edge of the pool, he climbs his way back down the stairs and gets close to her, as close as he can before his body begins to tense again. Once there, he stops and gives her a another strained smile, if she happened to look back at him again. "What did you think about when you thought of me?"

She sucked in her bottom lip when he told her to stop pouting, she tried to gain control of herself, but her eyes still looked wide and innocent. She tried her best to regain control over herself and put her brave face back on. " You did. It was me." She didn't even nod, she didn't move at all. " You did everything right. I'm the one with the hearing problem." Her fists were clenching in the water, her finger nails digging into her palms as she watched him move closer and then stop. She was looking at his face now, she wasn't afraid of him, just of herself and her inability to listen to simple instructions. " I don't want you to laugh at me." Mumbled softly in response to his question. Looking back down she felt almost ashamed of the things she had thought about. There were a lot of naughty things, things she couldn't tell him about, but then there were the crazy thoughts, the happy thoughts, all kinds of things he'd probably laugh at her for. " I thought about how I missed you. All of the reasons you didn't call. If you really meant what you said that night. Why me of all people. Why you chose me. " She looked back up at him then, trying to look confident. " I thought about your smile and the way I missed how warm you are and how much I just wanted to hold your hand."

Still standing there, he listens to her words carefully and even nods once she is done speaking. "I was out, that is what I was doing. Taking care of the problem, so I thought. I see I was somewhat wrong. But it is not nearly has difficult as before." Admitting while he reaches a hand out on the surface of the water, palm up. "I will hold your hand, Ivy. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, as long as it would not cause you harm. And yes, sometimes you need to listen better to me. When I say do not move, there is a reason.. I asked you to trust me. I will ask you again. Trust me. This is to keep you safe. That is the most important of all things, Ivy."

" I didn't worry you were off with anyone else or anything like that. I just, I thought you didn't want to see me.... because I don't listen and can't seem to shut up." Her nose wrinkled up at the confession, why she was telling him all of this, she had no idea. Watching as his hand stretched out to her, she reached up for him, putting her hand into his palm. She didn't move anything else, even though she so badly wanted to be wrapped in his arms again. " I do trust you. I honestly do. But I don't trust myself. I'm clumsy and foolish. I provoke you. I really am trying, it's just a lot of adjustments. You know? I have to go against every instinct and want that I have to just make myself stand here and not do something very, very stupid. " Smirking, just slightly, she bit her lip again, trying not to think about those stupid ideas in her head.

His strong fingers curl around her small hand in his. "Off with someone else?" Rumble of a chuckle. "No, there is no other someone, Ivy. I learned my lessons a long time ago about those matters. I am not who I use to be. I may still be a liar, and arrogant, perfectionist, but I am not about to start going off and sleeping with any girl I cross paths with." Gentle squeeze of her hand, thumb caressing her skin. "You are doing fine now. We stay like this for a few moments, and perhaps I will make it longer than ten minutes in a room with you." Grinning while he takes a small step forward. "Do you dance?"

Her smile grew bigger as he spoke and then she finally laughed. " You're not those things. You're just. Particular. " Giggling, she pressed her lips together, flicking her tongue over her lip ring. " I didn't mean to say you were off screwing around. I just maybe you had found someone who suits you better. Someone who people don't cringe to look at after seeing you." She rolled her eyes, trying to turn the subject. " I am behaving and I intend to keep doing so and no, no I do not dance. I can't dance. Are you disappointed?"

"I am those things, Ivy. Even if you do not see it.. it is there. You happen to be blind by lust for me." Larger grin when he keeps her hand held tight. "I never cared much for what other people have thought. And I do not plan on doing so, any time soon." Grumble soft growl out with that breath. "Don't dance? I think you will.." He pulls her small body to his, hand kept held, his other hand moving down around her waist and pressing her to him. Slow movements, he makes, as he glides her along the water with him. "Dancing is very easy in water, if you haven't noticed."

"I am not blinded by lust!" She wanted to smack him, how dare he call her out. "You just don't see yourself very clearly because you haven't seen you through my eyes." She had a little sassy smirk now. There was a soft shriek when she was pulled against him. Her face went back to his chest, her cheek pressing against him, she had to fight the urge to let her lips press against the solid wall of steel that was Gage's chest. She didn't wrap her arm around him, but just let him hold her as he pleased and guide her. " Less chances of me falling down I guess. " And then she stepped on his toe. " I'm dangerous." She giggled softly.

"Yelling out like that, hardly helps your case." Whispered out with a gravely chuckle. He keeps moving around the water, keeping her pressed tight and even going as far as to slide his hand around her waist and press her backwards for a gentle dip. Back up, he shakes his head, grumbling lowly. "I think it is about that time, Ivy." His hand simply drops hers, and he moves away, to the stairs, climbing them gracefully, even if his body would not of seemed to hold that type of manner. At the top of the stairs, he turns and folds his massive arms over his bare chest. "Come with me to my room."