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More Than Darkness	By : SaMe Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time In Mexico Views: 4591 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is a crossover smutty story featuring the character of
Tess/Salida ie Tess' Voice in Neon Dasies' OUATIM fics on ff.net,
More Than Eyes Alone Can See, and More Than Life, and Sands/Jeffrey from
Merrie's OUATIM fic on ff.net, Darkness Rising. This story will make some
sense, probably, if you read it without having read either of our stories, but
it'll make a hell of a lot more if you just read them. They're all worth
reading, we promise. Anyway, on with the show.
Rated for what has happened, and what might happen. We�re really not quite sure
ourselves.es'> On with the story.

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It was morning again before
Salida woke, slowly drifting up through layers of consciousness. Some part of her was aware of the arm thrown
across her ribcage, and she turned until her face was buried against a warm
shoulder. She dozed there for several
minutes, content in the knowledge that whatever else her husband had been feeling, he had kept his promise and stayed by her side.

As she started to waken more fully, she became aware of her . . . unique
mental state. She was once again in
control of her mind, was no longer confused.
And that was good. What was
interesting was that she couldn�t think of one thing that she�d be ashamed of
doing. Shd nod no inhibitions or morals
at the moment. All she wanted was to be
close to Jeffrey, as close as she could be without climbing inside his skin. There were still shadows lurking in the corners
of her mind, and she knew that Jeffrey could make them go away. He would fill her until there was no room for
anything but him, and who she was with him.
For who they were.

With that goal in mind, she turned on her side, slowly planning kisses
on the bare shoulder next to her.
Several minutes later, Jeffrey was close to coming, and Salida was
rather dedicated to seeing him come. She
liked watching almost as much as he did.
Which gave her a rather wicked idea for later, but now
was taking more of her concern. So close, she thought, slowing her
actions considerably. Either Jeffrey
would force her to start moving faster, or he�d get dominating and demand to
come inside her. She didn�t care what
the outcome was really . . . she just enjoyed the look of pain that was showing
on his face.

�You�re . . . fucking . . . enjoying this . . . aren�t you . . . my
fucking . . . wicked . . . vixen?� Jeffrey asked breathlessly, beginning to
buck quickly into to her face despite her hands pressing down firmly on his
hips. He was so fucking close he could
taste it, and yet now she decided she wanted to tease.

To reply, she hummed in female satisfaction at seeing him reduced to
this because of her.

Jeffrey moaned as he felt her hum around his arousal and arched his back
unconsciously trying to get closer to her mouth. �Vixen . . . stop . . . teasing . . .� he near
pleaded with her.

Feeling a bit of disappointment mix in with her growing arousal, Salida
pressed Jeffrey into the mattress even harder as she rose over him to take his
arousal even further into her mouth. She
dug her nails into his hips as she scraped her teeth over his length once . . .
twice . . . three times . . .

Jeffrey yelled hoarsely as he came violently, nearly insensible with
passion. After the first time she had
scraped her teeth over his sensitive length he had felt his climax call, but he
had withheld. But then she had to go and
fucking do it again. Twice. He didn�t even bother pretending he could hold
out after that. He felt his forehead
furrow as he grimaced in a mixture of pain and pleasure as his orgasm ripped
its way through his body, his eyes were clenched tight. He was moaning . . . something; he didn�t know
what it was or if it was even words, but that didn�t matter. His entire being was focused on two things;
one was Salida, his beautiful fucking wife and her unbelievable wake-up call. Two was her hot mouth and what she was
currently doing with it. Everything else
was unbelievably trivial at the moment.

Salida rode out his orgasm with him, not moving her mouth until he had
collapsed back on the bed, covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Grabbing the sheet, she wiped her lower face,
devouring the sight of him so totally defenseless with
hungry eyes, growing antsy with the rush of arousal the sight caused. His chest was heaving, his eyes were still
closed, and his hands were twitching.

Unfortunately though, he wasn�t good for anything but eye candy in this
state. And the best way to get him ready
to go again was either to cause pain or challenge his control of her. And she wasn�t in the mood for causing
pain. So without a second thought,
Salida got off the bed and wandered out to the mini-fridge in the living
room. She grabbed a bottle of orange
juice and began drinking, waiting for an irate husband to join her. And then she was going to play, because at
the moment, she felt like being a tease.

Jeffrey lay in bed for a few minutes longer, taking the time to recover
from his wife�s little . . . escapade. He
was more than a little pissed off that she had simply decided to up and leave
once she had had her fun with him, and he definitely was going to make her pay
for that. �So, vixen likes to play,� he
muttered to himself, regaining control of his breath. �We�ll fucking see about that.� He swung his legs off the bed and strode
purposefully to where he heard his wife making noises, having pulled his boxers
off completely from where Salida had left them down at the middle of his
thighs.

He found her, of all things, getting ready to pour herself a bowl of
cereal for breakfast, a bottle half full of orange juice set down on the
kitchen table beside the bowl. �Who says
you just get to up and fucking leave after that, vixen? I know I certainly fucking didn�t. And Sands isn�t fucking around so I know he
didn�t. So get that fucking sexy ass of
yours back into bed before I have to do it for you,� he threatened, moving
close to her.

She looked up at him out of level eyes.
She took several minutes to judge the view he was offering, then sat down at the table.
�No,� she said simply. �And
before you ask why the fuck not, here�s my reasons. I haven�t eaten in at least twenty-four
hours, I feel like being a tease, and I want to have sex in front of a mirror,
not in bed.� Not bothering to gauge his
reaction, she poured cereal into her bowl.

Jeffrey sat down hard in the chair across from her and looat hat her
directly. �Fine. Eat. Gather
your fucking energy for what I�m going to have to do to you for that little
stunt you just pulled. And we�ll have
fun in front of a mirror if you want. It
sounds like it could be fun. Or
narcissistic, take your pick,� he said with a playful shrug. He was in a very fucking good mood right now
and if she really wanted to play, he was more than willing to let her. He was also feeling pretty agreeable. Mostly, anyway. �You�d better fucking eat fast though, vixen. You know how patience and I get along.�

She smirked. �As long as you fuck
me and not patience, I don�t really see a problem with that.� She poured milk on her cereal and took a
bite, chewing slowly. Once she�d
swallowed, she murmured, �However, eating too fast is bad for the
digestion. You wouldn�t want me to have
to beg off due to an upset stomach, would you?�
Despite her meek words, there was an evil smirk on her lips.

�You�re un-fucking-believable. I
could always just force you you, you know. It�d probably be a lot fucking quicker than
the rate you�re going at. Are you trying
to drive me insane, or did you just wake up deciding that it was the day to
jerk me fucking around?� Jeffrey could
feel his good mood start to evaporate slightly. He was not a patient man, and he didn�t like
to be teased. Sure, he loved to tease
her, but when the tables were turned he fucking hated it. It was hypocritical of him, he knew, he just
didn�t give a fuck.

Sighing, Salida said, �Jeffrey.
Do you remember how I acted the night we met? Do you remember
the innuendo that was flying between us that night? And don�t say it was because you weren�t certain
that I was a sure thing, because I know better.
You were cocky and full of yourself, and you knew we were going to end up in bed together. And you put up with more than an hour of �teasing.� Now, your chances of getting
laid have significantly increased . . . but you won�t flirt over
breakfast. Can you tell me why that is?�

For a moment, Jeffrey didn�t know what to say. He truly didn�t have an answer for her. He could say that he �didn�t like being
teased,� again, but that was childish. Suddenly,
the answer came to him in a flash, and he didn�t fucking like it. �Because I�m fucking spoiled, alright? I�m used to getting what I fucking want, when
I fucking want. I would have gladly have
taken you in the middle of that fucking bar on top of the pool table if you
would have gone for it. I was pissed off
that you didn�t. But you�re fucking
right. I�m being a prick. You want to play, we�ll play. It can be rather . . . interesting as I
recall,� he said with a wink. �And God
the fuck knows how many innuendos passed between the two of us that night,� he
said with a laugh.

�Mmm . . . he can be tamed,�
she teased him. �And before you start
making comments, remember that you�re the one that dubbed me a man eater.� Her smile turned sly. �And that�s certainly true now.�

�Oh, I knew you were from the moment I saw you, vixen. And yes, the title is now well earned. I�d be more than willing to allow you to
reaffirm that title any time I like,
vixen,� he said with a smirk.

�How generous. But something
tells me I�ll only be going for the title when I want to. Because I imagine
things could become very unpleasant
if I didn�t.� She was still giving him
that sly little smile, the one that dared him to best her with words the way he
did with his body.
And she could already tell that she was going
to scream this time.

Jeffrey moaned at the sensations she was giving to him, forcing himself
to remember her words earlier and that she liked to hear him express his
pleasure. And by God, if that�s what she
fucking wanted and was willing to bring him to that pleasure, he was more than
willing to let a few moans slip past his defenses. The sensation of her nipping at his neck as he
thrust into her was almost too much to take as his thrusts increased in
intensity. When he felt her climax come
� heard her scream in his ear and her inner muscles pull at him relentlessly � he
didn�t bother holding out any longer, and followed her into a shared climax
that had them both senseless with passion.

Salida groaned, and rolled them both, so they were lying on their sides
with their arms around each other. �I
should put something on,� she murmured. �I�m
ready to sleep again.�

�No, don�t. Stay,� Jeffrey
murmured, holding her down on the bed. �If
Sands wakes up first he should know fucking better to try anything. Just stay.�

�I don�t want to cause any fights,� she murmured, snuggling closer.

�Don�t fucking worry about it. It�s
natural for the two of us to fight. If
it�s not one fucking thing, it�s the other,� he said, reaching to pull the
sheet up and over their bodies and then wrapping his arms around her again and
holding her close. �Just rest for a
little while, vixen. I�m not going
anywhere,� he said softly, closing his eyes and tilting his head down so that
his forehead rested on the top of her head.

�Mmm . . .� her voice trailed off as she fell deeply
asleep. Her hot breath moved over
his skin as she relaxed, trusting him to stay with her and to be waiting when
she woke up.

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Salida woke an hour or so later,
alone in the bed, but a thorough search of the room revealed Jeffrey standing
by the window, looking out. He didn�t
look happy. �What�s wrong, love?� she asked, a bit groggy.

�Sands wants to make a fucking appearance,� he grumbled. �Is it too fucking much to ask for a day of privacy
if he�s going to fucking hijack our body tomorrow?�

Salida sighed, wrapping the sheets around her. �Might as well get it over with. Setting ground rules for your little
adventure.� She started to get up, but
then sat back down. �Would you prefer I
stay or go?� she asked delicately. �I
wouldn�t want to be a distraction or anything.�

�You�re always a distraction, vixen. So you might as well fucking stay. You should probably have your say in the rules
as well. But if you want to get dressed
first, I�ll tell Sands to fucking wait.�

�Ok,� she sighed, not really wanting to do any such thing, but deciding
it would be best for all involved.
Slipping her robe back on, she put on a pair of baggy pajama pants, and
called that good enough. Sitting back on
the bed, she picked up her brush and starting working tangles out of her
hair. �I�m ready whenever you are,
lover.�

Jeffrey sighed and spoke up. �Alright,
show yourself, you bastard,� he muttered, and immediately his posture changed
and Sands was staring back at her but it was Jeffrey who spoke. �What do you want?�

�I assume sunrise told you about our bargain?� he asked slowly, shooting
a glance in Salida�s direction.

Salida nodded slowly, still working on her hair.

�She did. And I fucking agreed. But there will be rules, Sands,� Jeffrey said
sternly.

�I assumed as much. Like what?�
Sands asked, beginning to pace back and forth across the room slowly. It was a habit that Jeffrey shared.

�Number one, I don�t want to fucking end up in jail, and I�m sure as
hell vixen doesn�t want to have to deal with that either. So keep that in fucking mind. If you do kill someone, for fuck�s sake, don�t
get caught.�

�Number two, you will give vixen and I an hour together both days. This is fucking non-negotiable. I don�t care that you agreed on a half hour. I didn�t. And I�m the one who gets the final say. One hour. That�s final, or there will be no deals.�

Sands looked to her as if to make an appeal, and she merely
shrugged. He nodded, having expected as
such. �Fine. Anything else?� he asked, turning to Salida as
well as addressing Jeffrey.

�Use protection,� she grinned. �Or
at least common sense. I don�t want a
fucking STD or somethispanspan style='mso-spacerun:yes'> So high-class
hookers only, Sands.� The smirk on her
face was evil.

�Oh fuck you, sunrise. Not
everyone is as lucky to find someone a. . . . charming as you are to warm their beds every night,� Sands said
with a smirk, but there wasn�t any real animosity in his tone. �And I don�t want a fucking STD any more than
you do, so no trouble there,� he said, making a face of disgust.

�If that�s all, then leave. You�ll have your day tomorrow and the day
after. Today�s mine,� Jeffrey said
between slightly clenched teeth.

�Alright, alright. I�m fucking
going. Have fun doing whatever the fuck
you two do all day without the pleasure of my company,� he said with a wink,
and then he was gone.

Salida looked at Jeffrey. �What do we do all day besides fuck each other
senseless?�

rey rey cocked his head slightly to the left in thought. �To tell you the truth, I don�t really know. What else is there?� he asked with a wicked
smirk.

She sighed, and threw herself backwards on the bed. �Don�t get me wrong, lover. I thoroughly enjoy spending time with your
lovely body slamming into me, but there�s got to be more to us than that, doesn�t
there?�

�I suppose you�re right, vixen. Well
fine then. What would you like to do
today? Anything you want. As long as we come back here and �fuck each
other senseless� afterwards,� he said with a smirk.

She made a face, trying to think of something they could do together
outside the room. With her arms spread
wide, she demonstrated just how easy it was to see that she wasn�t wearing
anything under the robe, other than pants.

�Not fucking funny, vixen. Of
course I don�t. You�re mine. Fine, you�ve made your point, I�ll get
dressed. It�s not quite warm enough out
to go dressed like this. And it would be
pretty fucking stupid to make all those rules to prevent Sands from getting me
arrested and then going out and getting nicked for public indecency, now wouldn�t
it?� he asked with a smirk, moving to the dresser before he hesitated. �I don�t suppose there�s anything in
partir yor you�d like me to wear? I�m
giving you the choice if you fucking want it.�

�Those black jeans that show off your ass,� she replied promptly. She smiled, and reached under the bed,
pulling out a bag. �And I bought this
for you the other day.
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