You Again! (Chester)

[Chester Douglas]

Chester's thoughts echoed Tak's and he smirked. If anything, her sense of humour was definitely something he could get used to. And he had to get used to something if he was going to have to suffer a lifetime of her. Unbeknownst to him, he had gotten into a marriage. The least self-beneficial marriage he would probably ever get into.

The smirk grew in size when he heard her get excited over what he said, just as he had predicted. Of course, he was obviously cheating and he wished he could stop reading her mind. If that option didn't come with the headaches and the nosebleeds, he would have switched it off a long time ago.

Once again, his head was filled with her thoughts. This time it was due to the fact that she was finally finding out about his wealth. If she turns out to be a gold-digging whore, he would probably need to re-evaluate this whole situation. Something told him that he was going to have to deal with it when the time came for her to suddenly be a permanent fixture in the house.

Leaving her in Alex's capable hands, Chester sighed in the shower, not knowing what to do with this latest addition to his life. No, she wasn't going to worm herself into being important in his life. But that niggling feeling he got every time he thought about her exposing him made him think that in some way, this girl was going to be here for the long haul.

Unsurprised when he heard her voice from behind, he just made space for her. Not that he needed to, the shower could fit three people at best. Her thoughts as she checked him out made him smirk as he turned. Her body stunned him for a moment. "Alex did a good job healing you." He said. Though that could have gone without being said. Alex was a pro.

Within seconds, however, Chester pinned Tak against the wall. This time, nobody was going to stop him.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Already Tak was trying to figure out how much of her stuff she could start sneaking into Chester's house so she could stay there more often. Compared to the dorms (or anyplace she had ever lived in, really), this place was heaven. And though she wasn't about to start begging him for nice things or money (she had more pride than that), she wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to at least take advantage of this place. Who knew what all Chester had?

She scratched absent-mindedly at the healed spot on her neck - she had been healed by biological manipulators before, but the feeling was just weird. And she had a feeling that the spot might be under Chester's mouth again soon anyway... She might need to get used to Alex's abilities. What a weird thought.

But not entirely unpleasant. Jeeze. What had she gotten herself into?

Chester's body wasn't something to scoff at, Tak found to her amusement. He definitely looked like he worked out. Her eyes found his after they had both gotten their fill of staring, and she gave him a wide smile. "Alex? Is that the butler's name?" she asked, although at this point she found it hard to care, and she would probably forget it by the next time she saw the other man.

Because at that point, she found herself up against the wall again, and unlike at the pond, they were completely alone here. She should be scared, but as their bodies came together again all she could think about was the intense pleasure she got from this experience. Tak hated herself for it, but any doubts she had vanished as the water continued to pour down on their mad embrace.

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It was probably the longest shower Tak had taken in a long time.

Also, the most painful.

But nevertheless, she felt satisfied as she stepped onto the cool floor of the bathroom, dripping water as she went to the closet to find something to dry off with. She found the biggest, fluffiest towel she could and dried off, sighing in content as the soft fabric touched her skin. It was a nice change from Chester's rough hands. Once dry, she grabbed a thin bathrobe and draped it over herself, not bothering to tie it in the front. "You owe me a shirt, by the way," she said to Chester, holding up the remains of the clothing. "Unless I can find someone who can sew, this thing is trash." She turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

[Chester Douglas]

Not really hearing her voice anymore as she was pressed against the wall, Chester blocked all thoughts from his head except for one.

From then on, everything was Cameron.

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After Tak left the shower, Chester stayed to clean himself off. Her voice vaguely permeated through the shower screen, leaving the redhead chuckling.

So she does believe he owed her his life for keeping his secret. In many ways, he believed he did but emotional blackmail was something he doled out, and not the other way around.

Trust him to fuck someone who could pick thoughts up with a snap of a finger. However vague the thoughts seem to be.

Getting out of the shower without a towel on, Chester grabbed the hand towel from the sink to dry his hair. "If I give you a lifetime supply of new clothes, can we not have this current arrangement?" He asked in a flat tone.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak was unaware of who Chester had been thinking about during the 'shower'. While she knew enough about him to have a pretty good guess, it hadn't crossed her mind that he was thinking about Cam. It made sense, though - even if she hadn't told him (and apparently he hadn't picked it up either, otherwise she was sure he would have said something), she and Cam had done more than just making out. In fact, today was almost deja vu - she'd showered with them both now. Well.... At least she went about it in a clean way. Kind of.

"Chessyyyy," she sighed dramatically. "When will you realize you want me in your life?" she asked with a grin. "I know how rich you are now, and let me tell you, you cannot pay me to leave no matter how much you offer. I like our arrangement. You should, too - I'm keeping my end of the deal, aren't I?"

She crossed her arms over her chest and smirked. "By the way, you might want to know, I fucked Cam yesterday too. I didn't know if you'd caught that yet when you read my mind. So really, you should thank me. That might be the closest you'll ever get to having sex with him." She was intrigued to see what his reaction would be; obviously anger at first, but when he realized what she could provide him with... Hah.

"Also, where am I sleeping tonight?" Leave it to her to ask such a question after hitting him with the cold, hard truth.

[Chester Douglas]

"Stop calling me that. It's annoying." Chester rolled his eyes even though he knew the rest of what she said was true. Although it wasn't a want for him, having her around. It was more of a need. He didn't trust her with that information. He never will. What was that saying...keep your enemies closer?

The new information surprised Chester at first before it turned into anger and deep hatred for Tak and annoyance at Cameron for screwing every loose chick in sight. Not that he was any different. Oh bias, you are one ugly bitch.

But realisation dawned on him. This girl knew more about him than he even did and that was scary. He can't figure out how dangerous she was and his paranoia kicked in on full gear.

"Thanks. That's a fucking awesome visual." He smiled sarcastically at her before walking off to get dressed.

As promised, a tall glass of water sat chilling at his dresser on a coaster. He grabbed it and took a sip of it before walking over to his wardrobe to get his light blue striped pajama pants.

Her question brought on a groan before he gave up fighting. Just for tonight.

"Outside. In the car. In the sink. In the kitchen. I don't fucking care. But you're not going to sleep here, you get it? Now fuck off. And give my robe back."

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak rolled her eyes. "Um, no. I'm letting you have sex with me in any way, shape, or form that you choose; I will call you what I want, thanks. Chessy." She ended this with a bright smile. "You'll get used to it." At least I don't call you Ginger she thought to herself, then realized he probably heard it. Whoops.

She pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his voice as she chirped,"You're welcome! It was actually in a shower too, so it's sorta like deja vu. Weird, huh?" She knew she was pushing his buttons. But hey, they had just done it in a shower. What was he going to do? Bite her? She wouldn't mind.

Like a puppy, she trailed after him into his room. It, as everything else, was amazingly... Amazing. Seriously, how did people get this much money? And why did they spend it on big houses and butlers and things? Why not give it to people who could use it.... Like people on her Reservation? They were sometimes starved for money. And here she was, just having had sex with someone she should envy with all her heart. And she did, a little. But something about him had her hooked.

He knew how to get her heart racing. That was probably why.

She grinned as he groaned. Good. She was getting on his nerves. Why that was good, she didn't know, but it amused her. She pretended to ponder his 'options', pacing back and forth while tapping a finger against her lips. "Hmmm. It's too cold outside, I'm way too classy to sleep in the sink or kitchen.... But I suppose I can give you this back." She walked up to him and pretended to begin to take it off, opening the front before pausing, smirking, and instead wrapping it around him with her still inside of it. "Better?" she asked, tracing her lips up his torso before kissing his collarbone with a smile.

[Chester Douglas]

He was still unaware of when all control was lost. He was beginning to realise that Tak really did have the upper hand, even though he did have that nugget of intimate information about her. But so long as Cameron and everybody else was still in the dark about Chester's feelings...no...obsession over the blond light manipulator, Tak will always be in the advantageous standpoint.

Her thoughts clouded his and he refrained from glaring at her. His only advantage was that he was always one step ahead of her thoughts and he could, and he should be able to refrain from giving her the pleasure of getting under his skin so easily.

After this.

Because right now, he was far too confused and furious and pretty damn turned on by the fact that in a very twisted way, every time he bedded Tak, he would also be with his Cameron. It was a pretty messed up way of viewing it but it was a win for him.

When she pulled him against her, pressing her soft skin against his, Chester grimaced, furious and disappointed at himself for being so receptive towards a warm body. Especially when it was attached to a face like hers.

"Bitch, get the fuck off me." He said, careful to make himself sound less annoyed and more...lazy. "Go ask Alex to make up the guest bedroom. I don't want to see your face anymore tonight." Chester placed the tip of his thumb against the new marks he had given her, purposely pressing on them so she could feel the pain.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak watched with interest as emotions flashed across Chester's face; sometimes she wished she was telepathic, so she would actually be able to read people's minds, rather than just making guesses based on what she knew about them. She was certain he was battling inner turmoil again - her confession about her and Cam had obviously rocked him, but he seemed less angry than.... Almost, happy? Huh. He must really be in love with Cammy, or at least so obsessed that just the fact he was getting intimate with someone that had gotten intimate with Cam was enough to keep her around.

Now, however, it appeared she had pushed her luck just a little too far. She wasn't hurt by his crude language, but she was surprised at his lack of a reaction. She hissed as he cruelly pressed his thumb against the side of her neck, at the same time arching her back and gripping his waist tighter as a tremor wracked her body. Dammit. "Fine," she grumbled, a little disgruntled at her own reaction. "I'll just take myself and my memories of showering with Cammy to the room with me. Good night, dick." With that, she gave him one last nip on his ear before pulling away and tightening the robe around herself, deciding she was going to sleep in it tonight just because he had asked for it back.

When she stepped out of his room, she let out a brief sigh, fingering the sore spots along her body as she trudged downstairs to find the butler. She wasn't going to let him heal her this time, though.