Derek Anderson
The evening was cool. Sun was still up but it was losing it’s strength. After a few days to get acquainted with their new city, the two detectives had only the upcoming weekend to go before starting in their new precinct. The week had been fun though. Going out, eating in and a lot of each other.
As far as first days after making such a big decision go, it has been nearly perfect.
Tonight was a night for interesting discoveries.They had checked out some nice places, good restaurants, a few bars and all but now, they had to find some seedy dinner to eat at and a dive to get drunk in.
Find new favourite hideouts where food or beer is cheap, patrons don’t ask questions and bathrooms that lock..sometimes at least.
Derek was dressed in a pair of jeans with a long sleeve shirt, the sleeves rolled up his forearms. Sunglasses were hiding his blue eyes at the moment and his gun was well hidden in his lower back.
He looks at Izzy “Excited about monday?”
Izzy Montoya
It had been interesting, to say the least. To say she was terrified of making the decision they had was an understatement. The fact she’s holding it together, and even seems to be enjoying herself suggests the decision to move, and to move in with him, was a good one. She seems more relaxed than she has in the past year. The dark circles under her eyes have faded, she looks well fed, and well…
dare we say it?
Happy.
fucking terrifying, that. But she walks along side him as they search for a new favorite dive to terrorize, comfortable. Easy. Her strides match his, and she misses very little as they move together – like partners. Lovers. A couple. The folks at home would never believe it…
She’s dressed down eve – jeans and a blouse, comfortable shoes and a light jacket t hide the bulge of the weapon at the small of her back. It’s not the only one she carries – but it’s the most obvious.
Excited? She smirks, slightly. “I’m not sure excited is the right word.” She’ll have to fight for her place here – like she did in Miami, like she’s done in Chicago. “But ready for it, I think.”
Derek Anderson
He nods to her, smiling. He didn’t seem worried at all about the new job. Not for him, not for her. Him, because he knows that he will get the teases, the pranks and the sucky jobs for a while but will go through it and prove himself. It was the same thing in Chicago as he transferred as a brand new detective. And Izzy? Izzy was born to be a cop. They will make her life hard, she will kick their ass, they will respect her. Facts of life.
No need to worry.
Of course they will be teased because they are together. Eventually it will be found out but after a shitty, he’ll get to go home to this marvellous woman and everything won’t matter but her.
Now that will make everything worth it and much easier.
His blue eyes looks around for a good spot before coming back to her “Still like our place? Don’t feel like packing and getting the hell out yet?”
Izzy Montoya
She groans, and shakes her head. “That would involve more cardboard boxes – and you fuckin’ KNOW how I feel about those motherfuckers right now…” In other words – no. Not yet.
She looks over at him, though, and nudges his shoulder with hers – a rare moment of connection outside of closed doors. It could be an accident, it could be something small – but he knows it for what it is. An admission.
“Nah. Not gonna run.” Not yet. Maybe not ever. Then, that little smirk appears again. “Might run you out – but I’m sticking.”
Derek Anderson
He chuckles at her words, bumping her back with his hips “Oh you’re stuck with me hun. I have no intention of running away, or running out of anything for you. If it had to happen, it would have already. Beside that sexy ass of your got me addicted. Can’t help it now”
He grins at her. There was more than her ass that has him addicted. She knew it. Yet..every joke they make about his attraction to her are usually around her ass. Not that any parts of her body is left out when he fucks her.
His eyes scans the surroundings “Found something to your liking yet?”
Izzy Montoya
She chuckles, briefly. “That’s my MO, of course. Get you addicted, then spend all your money, and shoot you when it runs out.” She glances over at him, and then scans the area again.
It’s too much to hope for a mirror of Joe’s here, but she has kept her eyes open, and hopeful. Finally, a block or so down, a little sign catches her eye and her smile widens briefly. It looks just seedy enough, and not too bad. Hell, she might even get into a fight there…
“Ain’t Joe’s but looks like it has possibilities…”
Derek Anderson
He grins at her words “Be careful, I might shoot back”
His eyes finds the place she has noticed. He tilts his head before nodding “All right, we can give the place a try. But if you start a bar fight, you’re on your own”
Not likely. If she starts something, she knows he would be at her side to end it.
“Let’s go in and see if there is actually food served under the grease or just grease. And if they have decent whiskey”
Izzy Montoya
He might shoot back. “Pfft. I can outshoot you any day, and you fuckin’ know it.” She’s good – and the chances are high she’s correct, but that’s one they’ve never put to the test. Yet. Oh, someday it will happen – she’ll challenge him, bet him, and win… but for now, she simply brags, because she knows she’s fucking good.
She looks at him, and just grins. “What if I don’t start the fight….” and then, almost a prayer “Please let there be good whiskey…”
A multitude of sins can be forgiven for good whiskey…. and in they go.
Derek Anderson
He grins as they step inside the dimly lit place. It was a sleazy place and Derek looked like a blond golden boy compared to the big, mostly fat, unshaven men. Eyes looks at them when they enters. Him first because he was tall and imposing then her because she was good looking and quite a few tongues licked lips at the moment.
No one makes a move toward them, at least not yet. Derek leads her to a table and is actually smiling. “Oh I think I”m going to love this place” It smelled of stale beer and fried food. The menu was hanged on a board. Not a lot of choices but it looked edible..at least on the picture.
He sits at the table, watching her, but aware of everyone in the place.
Izzy Montoya
She pauses just inside to let her eyes adjust, and to let the sleeziods get a good look at her, at Derek, because well – that’s what she does. Her lips curl into their familiar smirk as she inhales, and exhales happily.
“Smells like home.”
She follows him to the table, noting where everyone is sitting, who watches, who doesn’t, who hovers over their beer in despair, so on and so forth. She’s alive this long because she pays attention.
“I bet the bathroom door even has a partial lock…” She slides into her seat, and leans forward on the dubiously clean table with that same little smirk. “And look. A pool table.”
Derek Anderson
He grins as he glance at the bathroom “Oh we’ll definitely will check it later” Then he chuckles when she talks about a pool table “Oooh so much more bets to be have here”
He looks into her eyes because he likes to do so. A waitress comes to the table, big breasts almost jumping out of her half buttoned blues. She was fairly pretty and her attention was almost completely on Derek “What can I get you hotstuff?”
He looks up at her “I’ll have a double cheeseburger with bacon, a side order of fries one beer and a shot of Jack” He let Izzy orders and the woman takes it almost absent mindedly, still looking at Derek with a slight pout for his attention was already back on the woman facing him.
Izzy Montoya
Izzy watches the exchange, leaning back in her chair as she gives the buxom waitress the once over while she hits on Derek, and vies for his attention. She doesn’t get it, of course, and that makes Izzy’s smirk widen into something that’s almost like an amused grin.
almost.
She mimics his order, making it simple for the woman who’s undressing the Fang with her eyes. She’d say something – but not until their food gets there. She’s not stupid, after all, and who knows what they could catch from a spit in the burger job. But she watches, amused, before her gaze slides to the others around the bad, then back to meet Derek’s eyes with her own.
“Seems you’re gonna be very popular here…”
Derek Anderson
He grins at her, not even watching to woman leave “Me? I’ll be sexually popular with her while being everyone’s favourite target because I’m with the hottest girl around” He grins
“Girl can have wet dreams all she likes, you get the real thing. Only you”
He smiles at her and the drinks are brought. The waitress almost sticks her breasts in his face to get his attention. She does get a thank you but not much more. He had noticed what she looked like but he wasn’t interested at all.
Not when he had someone like Izzy.
He raises his whiskey glass to her “To our new favourite place?”
Izzy Montoya
The boy was good. She could most certainly give him that. she never ever feels like less than the only woman in the room… he gives her 100% of his attention, all the time they are together. It was scary, at first. Now, however… well, now, she’s discovered she enjoys it.
Not that she’d ever tell him that – at least not in words. In actions, perhaps, but not in words. Not yet, perhaps not ever.
She lifts her drink and offers him that softer little smirk that is so dangerously close to a smile, the one that is for him only… “To our new favorite place – and the christening thereof…”
Derek Anderson
He wiggle his brows. Oh there will be christening of the place later. Maybe in more ways than one. He downs his shot and leans back into his chair, looking at easy, comfortable. If Izzy had any notions of how he was raised, she might choke on her whiskey to see him looking like he might belong to a place like this, or trying to fit all the things he do with her with his upbringing.
“I still need to figure out where we can fuck with women watching. Though you owe me a very public fucking. I think we’ll do that soon. During a concert.”
Izzy Montoya
She, of course, looks as if she were born to inhabit places like this. She is at home, at ease, and comfortable enough in her own skin to not worry about anything in the surroundings.
She smirks, nd shakes her head. “The table was against me that night, for sure. I highly doubt you’ll have problems following willing women here. Hell, that chick would do it just for hopes you’d accidently trip and fall between her thighs.”
She arches a brow, slightly. “A concert, hm? Who did you have in mind…”
Derek Anderson
He chuckles “Yeah, I”m sure she’d love that. Just need to figure a place where it’s mostly chicks, it was the bet after all. And the table wasn’t against you. I was just that damn good”
He grins then seems to think about the concert “I’ve no one in mind but it’d be hot though” He says with a light shrug
Food is brought to them and Derek gets a enjoy your meal, softly purred, while the waitress stick her breasts out. Yes those were on the menu. Derek thanks her then grins at Izzy
“I think something like AC/DC or Megadeath if they both still tour. Kind of band where fucking you in the crowd wouldn’t be actually cheered at”
The waitress was still within earshot and stops a second then move away with a new fantasy in mind. Getting fucked by the blond giant while showing her breasts at a Metallica show. She needs a bathroom break…now!
Derek of course, knew she would hear and only grins more.
Izzy Montoya
Izzy just shakes her head with a smirk. “And people think I’m the bad influence on you. And you know damn fuckin’ well, that our fucking will ALWAYS be cheered at when seen by others…”
Because she is just that good. She’s not adverse to either option, as he knows that her musical tastes are quite varied. Of course, they wouldn’t be there for the concert, really, but for their antics during it. “Thank god. For a moment there, i thought you were going to suggest Justin motherfuckin’ Beiber…”
Now THERE’S a show to corrupt, indeed.
She smirks as the waitress all but diddles herself right then and there, and just chuckles again.
Derek Anderson
He laughs at that “Nah, I’m pretty bad when I want to. But I can also be pretty good” He grins. At what? He had a feeling she had a few things in mind that he was good at.
“As for Bieber? If i go there, I would be forced to shoot him and it would cause all sorts of trouble. He’s not worth it”
He smiles and starts to eat his greasy meal. It wasn’t good gastronomy but it was exactly the type of food they expected from a place like that.
“Not bad”
Izzy Montoya
“I find you the best when your being bad…” She smirks at him, and then digs into her fries and burger with obvious relish. To her, the greasier the better, and both the burger and fries fit that bill, and she makes a little appreciative sound in the back of her throat as she does so.
And almost chokes as he says he’d have to shoot Beiber. “Ok, maybe I am a bad influence on you.” IT tends to be her threatening to shoot random people all the time, after all.
“Not to mention since he looks like a fuckin’ lesbian – not that there’s anything wrong with that – you’d have half the city after your ass, and not to fuck.”
Derek Anderson
He grins “Pfft I’m sure I could convert a couple of butch looking women to the joys of being with a man. But that’s not even a tempting idea. Might just arrest all their asses and have them enjoy an orgy in all or something. That’ll keep them off my back”
He drinks from his bottle and continue to eat. “I have a feeling our time without being bothered is at end”
A big, burly man with tattoos and shaved head moves to their table, standing beside Izzy “Hey babe, what the fuck a hot girl like you is doing with this fag?”
Izzy Montoya
She arches a brow, though she had seen the burly boy moving their direction. As focused as she is on Derek and her meal, she is always aware of her surroundings. She wasn’t once.. and it almost ended her for good.
Her eyes remain on Derek though, as he mentions it, and she just grins at him. It’s never a good thing when Izzy grins – it usually means she’s about to do something that will end badly – or at least bloodily.
She takes her time and finishes chewing and swallowing her bite, then lifts her beer and takes a drink as she lifts her gaze up to meet the mans, evenly. She has a look that can wither a man at 100 yards – or make him cum. This is somewhere in between, bordering on bored.
“Contemplating fucking him in the bathroom,.”
Of course.
“Why, you wanna do him first?”
Derek Anderson
Derek grins at Izzy’s comment while the man glances at Derek “Well if you give me the opportunity, I’d love to fuck him up. Me and a couple of my boys could do a pretty decent job then we could come back and show you what a real man or men if you’re kinky, can do”
Derek smirks “Better bring a couple of friend buddy. Ain’t no way in hell you can satisfy her on your own. You’ll have a heart attack not even halfway”
His grins widen “I don’t need anyone else to get the job done, beating up people or fucking my girl. Now toddle along with the other kids”
The man closes his fists then look at Izzy “I think your girlfriend won’t be so pretty when we’re done then you and I will get a lot better acquainted”
Izzy Montoya
She takes another long drink, and then stands, slowly, her hand moving to rest on her hip. Her gun is within reach, as Derek knows, but she doesn’t go for it, not yet.
“Now, see – here’s where ya fucked up, because ya know ya fucked up, right? Ya didn’t even think to ask if I WANTED to be shown what a neanderthal like you considers to be decent sex, or if I WANTED to see your tiny little dick, and give you the time to figure out where to put it… No, you just decided to insult me by suggesting I don’t have good taste.”
She shakes her head, slightly. “You forgot – it’s always woman’s choice.”
and this woman? Oh this woman has a right hook that most men are jealous of – and she doesn’t even telegraph the move – she just swings – low. And stops short of hitting him, instead simply grabbing his junk and squeezing. “Now, go and tell your buddies, the Lady – which would be me, in case you’ve forgotten – isn’t insterested in tiny dicked assholes… so ya”ll should just resume buttfucking your way through a bottle or two. Ok?”
Derek Anderson
The man watches her get up with a slight expression on his face but it’s nothing compared to the look of utter astonishment when she grab his crotch and squeeze. His knees buckles and he places his hands over hers, eventually nodding at her words.
A few of the patrons holler at that, enjoying the show. Derek just keep on eating with a smile. Oh yes, she was the woman he loved all right.
Once she let go, the man moves back to his friends who are teasing him. Of course it doesn’t mean they won’t come back knocking at the table later.
Izzy Montoya
She lets him go, and smirks slightly as she perches on the edge of the table, and crosses her legs at the ankle. She makes sure they’re going to take a while to get their nerve up again, and even waits for the man to look over at her and call her a bitch.
Then she simply keeps eye contact with the burly hurting boy leans back and after waiting for him t swallow, captures Derek’s lips with her own, and kisses him deeply, possessively. Making sure it’s know what exactly her choice is.
Only then does she return to her seat, and her meal, with a smug little grin. “Oh yeah. I’m gonna fuckin LOVE this place.”
Derek Anderson
Of course the man look over at her and she can see him mouth the word bitch before talking vehemently with his friends.
Izzy kisses Derek fully, possessively. He replies in kin. She was his as much as he was hers and they all could see it. More trouble will come that was a given but for now. They were left alone.
She takes her seat back and look like she was having fun
“If the bathroom are to our ahem standards then it’s a good substitute to Joe’s”
He grins
Izzy Montoya
She smirks at him and nods. “Oh I think it’ll be just fine. Course, we’re likely gonna have to teach those boys a lesson before it becomes ours fully – at least twice, they look a little thick – but I think it’ll do nicely.”
She lifts her drink in salute, before taking another swig, and chasing the rest of her fries around the plate.
She’s clearly in good spirits. Maybe this move was a good thing after all.
Derek Anderson
He grins back “Sounds good to me. Should we visit them before or after we have to repeat to them that you’re not interested in smelly, overweight idiots?”
He finish his meal and drinks his beer. Many patrons watches them in hope that more trouble arises. The waitress is looking at them hoping Izzy gets it and leave Derek all alone for her.
Izzy Montoya
She smirks at him. “I’d say before – but I have a feeling that the minute we stand up? They’re gonna want to reassert their dominance. Betcha I don’t even make it halfway.. ”
So she does the obvious. She stands, and winks, before she starts to heard toward the back, and the flickering restroom sign…
Derek Anderson
They get up a little after she does and then they head in the direction of the bathroom, five of them, all big and tattooed. One actually continue toward the bathroom., the rest heads to the table. They wanted to kick Derek’s ass then gang up on Izzy. In their mind, it was much more easier that way.
Both kin will definitely prove them wrong. Derek gets up as well, his hand closing around the neck of his bottle. He was good with his fists but always better with guns and blades. This will be a good test it seem.
Izzy Montoya
She doesn’t let herself get cornered. That would just be stupid, and Izzy is a lot of things – but stupid isn’t one of them. INstead, she makes as if she’s forgotten something once the one starts in her direction. She won’t leave Derek to fight five, alone.
Instead, she turns, and seems to run right into Mr. Tattoo’d guy number one, and presses her hands against his chest. “Oh! Sorry. Didn’t see you there…”
Which is a lie – especially as when she says there, her knee connects with his crotch, and when he bends over in pain, she’s ready with an elbow to the nose…
“Honey? I think the boys want to play…”
Derek Anderson
There isn’t much time to reply. Once the first guy is down the others moves, 2 are heading toward Izzy and two are going for Derek who’s already moving, bringing the bottle around to hit one of the guys on the side of the head. The bottle doesn’t shatter, it’s not hte movies, it’s real life But it hurt like hell.
Derek’s then elbow the same man when his arm comes back, using his other hand to partially block a punch that ends up hitting his shoulder. The fist guy is too stunned to act so Derek drops the bottle to the ground and blocks the various punches his second opponent throws at him.
Aware of his surroundings, she sidesteps a little forcing the man to move toward him and push his bottle forward, then man unbalanced for a second and prone for a solid kick in the belly, sending him falling down on his back, knocking his head hard on the ground.
His first opponent punches him form his blind side, connecting hard, making him spin slightly ending up facing the table with a split lip. He goes for a second punch but Derek grabs the arm in an arm lock and then holding it with one hand grabs the back of them an’s head, kick the back of his knees and smash his face on the table twice, letting him go.
Blues eyes then look around for Izzy.
Izzy Montoya
The first boy is down, and the other’s move on Derek – and she grins, knowing that he can hold his own. Just as she can. She watches the boys as they come for her, her eyes tracking their movement, judging which one will strike first. When he grabs for her, she ducks under his arm, and spins, landing an elbow in the solar plexus of the other man. She rolls with the movement, and comes up in time to slam her foot into Thing One’s knee, hearing something vital crunch.
It keeps her off balance a moment, and Thing Two decides it’s a good time to grab her by her hair and throat, and drag her back against a table. She grunts with the impact- it will leave a bruise along her lower back for sure – and brings her arm up in a roundhouse to shatter his nose…
HE grunts and lets go, and she slides down to the floor, only to drive her fist up into his groin. Hard. He crumples, and she turns for Thing One – not getting enough time to duck away from his swing, only snap her head back to lesson the impact. She kicks out at the same time, connecting solidly with his soft belly, before she leans forward again and headbutts the poor bastard, seeing stars, but seeing him fall as he holds his nose and screams.
She looks around for anyone getting up to come after her again, and shoots Derek a triumphant grin.
Derek Anderson
There is no one who wants to get involved. The two newcomers had taken down a couple of the meanest guys in the place. It was pretty impressive. Derek wipes his bleeding lip and smiles back at Izzy
“Did you have to go to the bathroom?”
She smirks at him and head for the rest room. He look at his face in a spoon “Bleh, have to clean myself up”
Of course no one was fooled or surprised when he enters the same bathroom as Izzy.The doors closed, not even locked and he turns her around, undoing and pulls her pants and panties down, doing the same with his. The sight of her naked ass, makes him hard almost instantly and he pressed the head against the entrance of her sex, rubbing it against her until she’s wet enough then fuck her, looking for her lips, kissing her hard, as she could taste his blood. Hands grabbing her breasts hard.
It was an incredibly, animal like fuck session they had there. After cummnig hard, both of them,and grinning. The clean themselves up and returns to their table to drink, the men having vacated the place.
Of course, the drunker they got, the hornier they were, so after fucking in a nearby alley, they took a cab, got home and had sex until the sun was high in the sky, finally falling asleep exhausted, holding each other.