Ceria grumbled, seeing Raven in Helia’s arms whining about something, and handed Jet her bag and goggles. Fawn ran up to Jet and hugged him and wiped her wet cheeks. “Thank you Jet for saving Ceria, thank you!” Jet looked at Fawn and grinned patting her shoulder as he tossed the flare and watched Ceria as she walked toward Raven, Helia looking at her with wide eyed as Ceria grabbed Raven up with both hands pulling up on his shirt and growled. “Ran off, did we Chicken Boy? I almost died.” Raven shrugged giving her a sly grin and speaking well you didn’t die did you? She took a deep breath as she fumed Jet walked over and placed a hand on her arm and shook his head. “He ain’t worth it Ceria come on let’s get this stuff put away. She growled shaking her head dropping her hand and turning, walking away Fawn looked over at Roy who watched Jet impressed and grinned soon diretion his attention to Raven seeing his smug grin have none of it. Roy glaried angerly at Raven who shrugged as Helia laid in to him cursing and yelling.

Ceria grimaced, her stomach sore as she walked away. Jet watched her swallowing hard and glancing down and then over to Burt and hearing her father yelling at Raven and shaking his head looking back at her father who huffed, taking a drink of water. Jet handed Burt the unused road flare and ran after Ceria with the bag of supplies. Ceria growled as she entered the camper, pulling her shirt up to her chest, covering it. She groaned and reaching over for a rag, wiping her face off. Her mind wander back to Jet saving her making her grumble and toss the rag to the table leaning on the table bringing her arm up placing it around her torso and groaned in pain speaking quietly “Fuck that hurt... at least I don’t have any broken ribs.” Ceria grunted looking down at her stomach grumbled seeing it was red from the rope burn shaking her head closing my eyes for a moment. She swallowed opening her eyes hearing the door squeak as she looked down thinking it was her father followed her, not ready to talk about what just happened during the supply run. Jet walked in and stopped looking down and seeing her stand there with her holding her shirt up seeing the red burn on her skin. He swallowed, catching a broken heart on her lower back. Jet stood there for a moment, feeling himself stir, looking back out the door, seeing her father laughing with his bother Burt. He turned back around slowly closing the door swallowing feeling himself want to groan as she turned and looked back at him. He now looked down seeing a few burns that were dark on her skin frowning and closed his eyes being silent.

Ceria rolled her eyes tying the shirt up under her breasts her torso throbbed from the rope burn grant it she did have a shirt between the rope and her skin but it still hurt like hell. She scoffed and turned bending toward the table farther this time almost on top of it. Jet finally calmed himself down remembering she would kill him if he even tried anything. He finally opened his eyes and gasped quietly feeling himself stir more taking in a breath watching her reaching up to a cabinet, pulling out a bottle of water placing it on the table. as she glanced back and smirked looking back at him “What? I fell hard, I wanted to make sure I wasn’t bruised. And anything touching said burn hurts.” She said and leaned on the table, reaching farther, finding a couple more batteries and pocketing them. He nodded as she sat down and took a drink of water pulling out a cigarette and lighting. She looked at him exhaling waiting. Jet's ears started to turn red as he looked away leaning on the counter licking his bottom lip surpised at how she was reacting after everthing that had happened as she just sat there calm, her torso red from the rope burn calmly drinking water.

Jet smirked, seeing she had the absence of fear around strangers and leaning toward me and speaking. “Ya know, if your father sees you like that with a stranger around, he’s going to flip.”Ceria smirked looking down for a moment and then looking right back at him amused at the conversation speaking. “So he’s seen it before and you think this is bad you should see me in shorts when I do this.” Jet rolled his eyes leaning toward her at the table reaching for her bottle of water that she held and whispered darkly to her. “Please stop believe me it is a pleasant site, don’t get me wrong, but I like your dad and from what I heard from Fawn you wouldn’t think twice if you wanted to kill me where I stand. Why would I want that?” Ceria smirked and shook her head and looked up at him as he stood there, his hand over hers on the water bottle.

Ceria chuckled and looked up at him as he stood there, his hand over hers on the water bottle. She felt her ears grow warms as he smirked speaking again. “What I kind of like being alive and able to be around when you are. It’s kind of nice. And you are defiantly a site for sore eyes.” She rolled her eyes as she watched him leaning toward her, his face coming a little closer, taking his hand from mine and placing it on the tabletop as he rubbed his chin speaking. “Oh, you don’t believe me huh that’s fine but I think you should be worried a pretty girl like you half dressed alone with a male stranger who would love to take you right there but your ok with that chance, huh?” She gave him a cocky grin, watching him. “You wouldn’t do that in the first place your just trying to be intimidating.” She leaned toward him and touched his nose grinning as he pulled from her leaning on the counter once again crossing his arms over his chest. Ceria chuckled watching his reaction grinned a little as she got up and faced him only a few inches apart the table behind her testing his patience even more but not hating the game she was playing. “What I am a big girl and I can take care of myself and who said I wasn’t toying with you.” She bit her bottom lip teasing him as he smirked looking her up and then down whispering. “your making it awful hard not to grab you right now and do something terrible I will do it.”

She grinned leaning toward him as he glanced down seeing more of her chest getting closer to him whispering in his ear “See that’s the difference between you and me...” She bit her bottom lip looking at him leaning her head on her shoulder grinning once again. “I want you to do that... right... now...” I groaned seductively and spoke again. “But you’re afraid to want it too.” Jet shook his head bringing up a hand tracing my collar bone gently as he whispered. “Believe me, Ceria, I want to do awful things to you right now. But I will be honest with you, if your father catches up with me, he will kill me where I stand and as for you I am not liking this little game, I am being serious.” He looked at her hard, feeling himself stir, hurting worse now. Ceria chuckled pushing him once again coming close to his lips reaching for his hands placing them on her bare sides gently spoke “Damn I was just having fun” He licked his lips as hers hovered above his accidentally licking her. She grinned gently kissing him and then speaking. “So it seems I have to make the first move.”

Jet growled grabbing her by her hips and pushing her on the table as he kissed her making her groan her legs wrapped around him a little as she held him close to her kissing his lips once again leaning in to him. He groaned feeling her under him as he came closer to her his hands on her hips pulling her toward him moving his hips in to her as he grinned and spoke “I see is this what happens if you get scared to death I kinda like it.” he kissed her hard again easing up then gently began kissing her neck making her break out in goose bump feeling his hand sliding up to my chest as he placed a hand on her right breast making her groan little and then sigh not willing to let him go any farther.

He stopped taking his hand away , his chest heaved looking down at her with wide surprised eyes feeling a gun in his stomach as she chuckled. “See I’m ok with my chances because no matter how I look.” She grinned looking looked up at him seductively gently kissing his lips one last time before looking at him coldly. He gasped, looking at her with wide eyes frozen where he was. Ceria batted her eyes at him and spoke. “Ready for the kill or not I ain’t scared of killing you where your at.” She smiled up at him pressing the gun harder into his stomach. Jet grinned putting his hands up and backed off looking like he could kill her right there letting her get up. Ceria chuckled watching him lean back on the counter crossing his arm over his chest. She grinned put the gun away coming back off the table looking at him adjusting the shirt once again, it pulling showing more of the burns that peeked out from the top of her shirt. He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them as she stood there.

Ceria grinned as she looked at him and spoke. “Go right on ahead and try to do that again, Jet where I’m a woman and I seem like I’m vulnerable, I will still kill you where you stand“ She smirked and came close to him, her lips brushing his earlobe, making him want her more than before as he choked down a pleasurable groan as she whispered. “But where’s the fun in that?” She grinned as she turned from him, brushing against him a little as he groaned lightly. Ceria took in a breath and chuckled looking at him feeling slightly bad for teasing him. “look I’m sorry Jet, I shouldn’t be like that it’s just left over adrenaline sorry man I will be right back just a sec.” Jet frowned, standing there watching her dust her pants off as she moved to the back of the camper where she slept.

He stood there for a moment and groaned quietly, running a hand over his crotch and winced, whispering. “I don’t know what that was but god damn.” Jet stood there quietly letting each time he interacted with her roam in his mind and took in a breath and exhaled making his mind up finally and whispered. “I want that…. I want all of that again.” He groaned, remembering how soft her lips were and how sweet. Jet swallowed and shook his head and bit his bottom lip, a sly grin forming as he whispered. “I would ruin that beautiful girl too.” He blushed feeling his face turn red taking in a breath shaking his head biting his lip. “If I get the chance again.” He grinned slyly, trying to figure out how to get her alone again, and he chuckled as he looked back to the closed curtain.