Anywhere But Here (CH 5) [Human(m)xHyenas(f)]

Anywhere But Here [human(m)xmultiple hyena(f),violence, femdom, smut, pseudo-penis, intersex, romance, drug use]
by Teether


Chapter 5


>A beam of light strikes your eyes as you hear a knock at the door
>”Hey twigs open up! I got something for yah” says Riley from the other side of the door
>You look over at the clock to realize that its already noon
> You carefully move Dees arms and climb down off of the giant snoring hyena
>You open the door as Riley walks in with a large black duffle bag over her shoulder >“Hah! I knew you two were up to something, the whole motel could hear you two!” said Riley
“I guess the motel is going to be pretty upset” you say looking back at the mess the two of you made
>”Don’t worry about it” Riley said throwing the duffle bag down and unzipping it, “human beds weren’t built for our kind, half the beds in this hotel are probably already smashed”
>Riley rummages through the bag and pulls out a leather jacket with “SoCal Sisters” patched onto its back,
>She throws you the jacket before pulling out several pairs of leather combat boots and a pile of shirts, pants and underwear
>Riley heaves the pile of clothes onto a wooden table next to you
>”Can’t have you walking around representing us with out a badass jacket and clothes now can we?” said Riley smiling
>You slip the leather jacket on as you are struck by the smell of hyena musk and cigarette smoke emanating from it broken hide
>The jacket is a little bit big for you but it’ll do
“Thank you Riley. Where did this all come from?”
>”Well one of the girls found an old jacket of hers and thought it would be better for you to have it. As for the rest of the girls, they’ve been scavenging for discarded human clothes since we got here. Unfortunately, they might not fit too well. The girls pretty much just grabbed what they guessed was your size.
“Really, I can’t thank you enough”
>Riley gives you an endearing punch to the arm “Don’t go soft on me Twigs, it’s a madhouse out there, endless fun and partying but still a madhouse. Your gonna have to be on your defense at all times, and some people might take your kindness for weakness. “
>You swallowed hard suddenly remembering how much of this was uncharted territory for you. You imagine a crowd of beasts tearing you limb from limb as you scream bloody-murder
>Riley re-slings the duffle over her shoulder as she opens the door “Now get out of that stupid bondage gear and wake Dee for me. She’ll take you over to see Mace when you’re ready”
>Riley closed the door behind her with a hard slam that reverberated through the room
>Dee’s snoring stops as she props herself up on her elbows
>You hear her mumble, “bitch” before groggily climbing out of bed and stretching
>”Hello little one, I guess its time to start the adventure anew, huh?” mumbled Dee mid-stretch
>You nod as you climb out of the bondage gear and start searching through the clothes pile
>About half of everything is XXL or XXXL
>You slip into a pair of dark jeans, a dark green t-shirt and the only pair of worn tan combat boots that fit you
>You slip the rest of what fits into your backpack
“Ok I am ready to go, how about you?” You look over to see Dee pulling up her corset and panties before applying some perfume to her neck
>”I am always ready darling, lets go introduce you to Mace” she says as she grabs your hand and walks with you out the motel door

>You both walk out onto the main street as your reminded of how loud and obnoxious the crowd is
>Everywhere you walk there are thousands of beast-folk in hundreds of different biker gangs openly fighting, drinking, fucking, doing drugs, playing music, or racing
>You couldn’t be more out of place if you tried
>Dee wraps an arm around you as you walk through the belligerent crowds to an outside bar setup on the main street
>As you walk up to the bar you hear a raspy, gravely, but powerful voice shout “That’s what I am fucking telling you!
>You look over to see an older silver hair streaked Hyena sitting on a stool slamming a sheath knife tip first into the bar counter
>“Don’t serve to the Alabama Bastards! They just try to start shit with anyone that puts up with their asses! If they come here to bother you again I will gut them, for my sanity and yours!” said the hyena grinding the sheath knife further into the counter
>The hyena is about five feet ten inches tall. It wears camo pants and an old unbuttoned digital US army camo shirt covered in worn service patches. Its pants are rolled up to its knees and the sleeves of its shirt, rolled to its elbows. Around its neck dangles a pair of silver dog tags. The tags are cradled between its completely flat chest pecs with bar pierced nipples. You notice that the hyena is extremely fit, covered in sinewy toned muscle. You can make out multiple scars going across its body including a scar across its ghostly white left eye.
>If you didn’t know that the SoCal sisters are all female, you’d immediately think that this hyena is a male
>”Damn, straight Sarge but for fucksake don’t destroy my bar” said the bison bartender lighting a cigar before filling a mug with beer and sliding it over to “Sarge”
>The hyena laughed pulling the knife out and sliding into a sheath behind her back. >“Sarge” picks up the beer before swinging around on the stool towards you and Dee
>”Well, well, my turn to babysit already?” said the hyena taking a sip from the mug
>”Yes, and please do take good care of him Mace, you know how ridiculous this place can get” said Dee in a worried tone
>”Hey! You know me! He couldn’t be in safer hands! Said Mace pulling out a cigarette from her front pocket and lighting it with an old rusted zippo
>Dee crossed her arms and gave Mace a doubtful look “Ok, but if anything happens to him I am coming for you”
>Mace shrugged and gave a mocking salute “Yes, ma’am” before leaning back against the bar
>Dee huffed before leaning over and giving you a kiss on the forehead “Don’t let her push you around, darling. Just try to enjoy the festival and be safe”
>Dee walked off into the swarming crowd as Mace hocked a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground, “She’s got too big of a heart I tell yah. One day she’s really going to get it broken and its gonna crush her”
*…..Lovely
>Mace pats the bar stool next to her, “come on up here kid, tell me your story. Hey Bruce! Can you pour a cold one for the kid here?” she shouts back to the buffalo across the bar
>The buffalo comes back and glares down at you for a bit before quickly filling a mug
>He slams the drink down in front of you before walking back down the bar
“What the hell did I do?” you said climbing onto the large seat
>”What you mean? You’re a human. Some sentient folk harbor resentment towards your kind for the war” said Mace blowing out a cloud of cigarette smoke
“Yeah well the war ended five years ago, they should get over it by now, besides, it was a human on human conflict, its not like your kind died by the billions” you say before mace grabs your arm and points to a patch on her shoulder
>The patch is a United States flag with three black claw marks slashed diagonally across
>”Many countries had beast divisions that fought for them, yes, it was a mostly human war but don’t denounce the hurt of losing loved ones, human” Mace said with wild eyes and glaring teeth
>Mace drew back and released your arm “There were millions upon millions of sentient folk who died in the war but never got their name so much as mentioned by the media or military”
>Mace flicks her dead cigarette and pulls out another, “Also humans rendering billions of acres of land uninhabitable and crashing the world economy may also have something to do with the resentment”
>Mace lit the cigarette and took a deep drag blowing the thick cloud at the wasps circling her drink, “but that’s just my guess. What do I know?”
“I am sorry, I just never paid much attention to the war, most of the conflict was overseas and on the east coast. My family was too worried about not starving to death to care much about the world wide shitshow going on”
>”I am sorry too, Its not your fault, I am just filled with a lot of old resentments. A war is a hard thing to just sweep under the rug, kid” said Dee ashing her cigarette
>You both sit in silence for a couple minutes just sipping your beers
>Mace throws her hands in the air “Aw fuck this damn moodiness! Fuck the war! We’re at a goddamn festival! Lets have us some fun kid! Come on grab your drink! Lets go explore this immoral sess pit!”
>Mace slaps money down on the bar and hops off her barstool as you follow her
>She wraps her arm around your neck as you are hit with the stench of BO, mud, and motor grease
> “Come on kid, lets get fucked up,” Mace said with a devilish grin as she pulls a small vial from her front jacket pocket filled with crystal powder
“What’s that?”
>”Ketamine” She says nonchalantly as she snorts a small amount off her paw
“Uhh, I dunno, I’ve never done any drugs before. Is it fun?”
>Mace knocks a small pile into your hand
*Fuck it
>You snort the pile as it burns the walls of your nostrils
>”Good kid, here, lets go see what trouble we can get into” says Mace slinging an arm around your shoulder
>As you wander through the streets, everything becomes distant and numb. You feel comfortable and everything you look at seems way too beautiful.
>Everything from flowers to discarded beer cans feel significant and full of life
>You and Mace stop and talk to as many strangers or gangs as you can
>Mace is the life of the party, joking and rough housing with everyone she encounters.
>You don’t contribute too much as your more focused on your soul buzzing out through the soles of your feet
>As the night goes on you and Mace pound back a seemingly endless supply of drinks
>Between each beer, Mace would hand you more random pills to eat or powders to snort
>Everything begins to blur together as your mind shatters like glass
>Time slows down and speeds up as your sense of direction completely implodes
>Mace keeps pushing you from one event to another introducing everyone to the “Kid”
>Most of the animals just ignore you or give you a friendly wave
>Before you know it, its nighttime
>You and Mace are dancing in some sort of dark club with strobe lights and blaring music
>The air in the club is misty and smelling of weed
>You feel like your reality is beginning to come back to you as things stop blurring and breathing
>Mace is behind you, grinding your ass with her crotch to the intense beat as she runs her paws along the sides of your thighs
>In this moment you don’t care, as everything feels serene
>Mace takes your hand and spins you around to face her as she continues to grind against you
>She looks into your eyes with a mischievous grin before cupping the back of your head and pulling you in for a kiss
>Pinpricks ripple over your skin as her tongue fills your mouth tasting bitter and tangy
>Suddenly, you’re lifted up off your feet by the back of your jacket
>Before you can sense what is going on, you’re thrown onto the ground outside the blaring club
>You look back at the front door to see a group of large, muscular, bulls sporting stolen jewelry and fashionable leather jackets emblazoned with “Alabama Bastards”
>Mace is thrown to the ground next to you
>One of the larger bulls with a large set of polished horns and slicked back hair comes forward from the crowd
>The bull’s jacket is covered shiny gold chains and studded gem rings line his fingers
>Mace props herself up “Why hello Boris, how’s the scar healing? Your junk still all-”
>”Shut Up! You disgusting hyena bitch!” says Boris punching Mace across the mouth
>“You bring a filthy skin to our festival? You skin-fucking traitor! Said the large bull, picking Mace up by her arms in his left hand
>Mace’s nose and front lip starts to bleed as she spits in the bulls face
> Boris uppercuts her in the stomach with his right hand
>”You wear those camos like you’re proud to be the human’s army pet. You and your kind are a fucking shit stain on all Sentient-folk.” Said Boris grabbing her face
>Mace growls, flailing wildly in the bull’s grasp as she tries to kick him in the chest with her feet
>Boris laughs, ”I am going to beat the freak out of you Mace! Apparently, fucking it out of you wasn’t enough of a motivator last time. But first, I am going to crush your skin fuck-toy” said the bull as he points at you “Boys! Show this little worm how we deal with smooth skins”
>Two bulls grab you by the legs and drag you over to Boris
>One of the bulls holds down your arms and legs while the other grabs a sledgehammer leaning against the club’s wall
>”No! Fuck you Boris! Let the kid go! He’s innocent! This is between me and you,” screams Mace
>Boris upper cuts her in the stomach again before grabbing her by the throat “He’s gonna die because of you Mace. You’re a sentient traitor and a dirty skin fucker. Were gonna crush him and your gonna watch”
>Mace’s arms fall to her sides as the bull wraps both his hands around her neck, squeezing harder
>The bull with the sledgehammer stands over you spitting into its hands and rubbing them together like a batter eagerly about to strike a home run
>”Look at him Mace! You’re doing this to him! Not us!” said Boris turning Mace towards you
>Mace in one fluid motion pulls the long sheath knife from her back and lunges it upward into the underside of the Boris’ head
> The blade bursts through the bottom of his jaw and out through the top of his skull as blood curdles in his throat. Boris drops Mace as the immense beast crumples to the ground twitching. Blood pours from his mouth and head, flooding into the discarded trash on the dirty asphalt street.
>Mace dives at the bull holding you down as the rest of the Alabama gang pulls Boris’ body back into the club
>The bull tries to pull Mace off but its too late, She wraps her sharp jaws around its neck and with a sicken crunch rips out its throat spraying you and everything else with blood
>The dead bull falls over as it tries in vain to grab at its dismembered jugular
>The other bull swings the sledgehammer down towards your head but you roll away at the last second, the steel head crushing the asphalt next to you
>You begin crawling away as Mace pulls a forty-four revolver from the dead bulls shoulder holster
>You try to get up but your balance is still fucked up from all the drugs consumed earlier
>The bull with the sledgehammer brings it back up over his head as he puts a boot on your chest
BAM! BAM! BAM!
>The bull’s chest explodes as three bullets blow clean through its torso
>The bull drops the hammer and falls over as you see Mace running up to with a smoking revolver
>”Come on kid, get the fuck up! We need to leave now!” says Mace pulling you up with her free arm
>More bulls start moving towards you from the club as Mace sweeps the revolver back and forth over the crowd
>”GET BACK YOU FUCKS! NOT THIS TIME! ONE MORE STEP AND I WILL FILL YOU FULL OF LEAD! BACK THE FUCK UP!” yelled Mace, her mouth covered in gore
>The bulls stop and take a step back towards the club
>Mace holsters the gun in her waistband as the both of you run as fast as you can
>You look back to see the bulls picking up the bodies left behind and heading back into the club
*Why aren’t they chasing us?
>You try to stop for air but Mace keeps pulling you along
>You feel like your lungs are going to explode, but somehow you manage to make it back to your second floor room in the motel

>Mace opens the door and pushes you inside
> She slams the door shut before turning around, pressing you up against the wall
>She kisses you with her blood-covered mouth “Are you ok? Those bastards didn’t hurt you did they?”
“No..No I am ok. Thanks for saving me Mace” you say trying to spit out some of the gore that got into your mouth
>Mace touches her lips “Oh shit. Sorry”
>She walks into the bathroom and begins splashing water on her face from the sink
>Red water and bits of flesh drip down across the countertop
>You begin to sober up as the adrenaline begins to wear off
>An insane rush of anxiety fills your mind as you begin to shiver
“What are we going to do Mace? We just killed three people! The police are going to be on us if that gang doesn’t comeback and kill us in the middle of the night first” you say in a trembling voice
>Mace spits mouthwash into the sink and laughs
>“Are you serious?” Mace says before brushing her teeth
“What?”
>Mace spits out the toothpaste
>”The police don’t exist anymore kid. The force was mostly human and they left with everyone else during the Great Migration. And as far as revenge from those hicks. I wouldn’t worry about it. I’ve known those fuckers long enough to know they’re all bark and no bite. They’re just a bunch of pompous opportunists like a bunch of schoolyard bullies. They spend all their time trying to look fashionable and only pick on those significantly weaker than them. They aren’t fighters; they got no real skill and no spine to do anything large scale.. The only reason they fucked with us tonight is because it was just the two of us. All in all, they’re just a bunch of careless, shiny, stupid assholes” Said Mace before swirling and spitting out a mouthful of water
>“Also, a full gang-on-gang level attack is pretty much a death sentence for any one dumb enough to pull that shit. Anything that large sends a warning to every other gang that you’re planning to divide and conquer. They see it as one group trying to power grab and set up an empire. It’s practically begging for every other gang to kick your ass and become your enemy,” said Mace walking out of the bathroom
>You sit down on the edge of the bed shaking as the reality of what just happened creeps up your spine
“I almost died” you say in a quivering voice as you press your hands to the side of your head
>Mace gets down on one knee in front of you and grabs your right hand
>She pulls a tin from her pants pocket and shakes a small white pill into your right palm
>”I promise its not anymore psych drugs, it’s just something to help you get to sleep when things get too intense” says Mace
>You’re immediately skeptical
>”Please, it will make it all better, just trust me” says Mace looking into your eyes
>You sigh and swallow the pill
>Immediately you feel heavy and calm as your eyes begin to droop
>Mace cradles you as she gently lays your head down on the pillow
>”Goodnight kid” you hear Mace say before you fade off to sleep

>You feel your body float through the calm darkness in a dreamless state for hours
>The sound of crying begins to fill your mind along with the overwhelming smell of tobacco smoke
>You open your eyes and look down at the foot of your bed
>The room is dark but the glow of the moonlight and bedside clock is enough to make out everything around you
>Mace sits shirtless at the foot of the bed, a short pistol grip shotgun across her lap and burning cigarette between her fingers
>Mace is still as a rock, staring at the front door. Waiting
>Your hear her cry in a low tone to herself, sniffling and whimpering
>You get up and go sit next to her at the foot of the bed
>She doesn’t acknowledge your presence and just keeps staring at the door
>You call her name several times, each time a little louder
>Nothing
>You swipe your hand back and forth in front of her face
>Nothing
>You lean in and put your hand on Mace’s paw “Mace?” you say
>In a split second Mace pumps the shotgun and thrusts it under your chin
>”HOLY SHIT! MACE!” you yell as her eyes stare blankly at you
>Mace blinks a couple times before lowering the shotgun
>She places the shotgun gently on the ground next to her
> She drops her cigarette into one of the many empty beer bottles at her feet
>She puts her paws into her eyes and begins to cry, “I am so sorry kid, for everything“
>”I….I almost got us killed….I almost got you killed…..I am just a killer…..a murderer” she says choking up
“Mace they were trying to kill us, you saved me, please…. You’re not some cold-blooded killer”
>”You don’t know the things I’ve had to do kid, the things I’ve been through. I am not a good person” said Mace dropping her hands to her lap as tears flowed over her muzzle
“Why were you spacing out? Why are you crying?” You cup one of Mace’s paws in your hands
>”I was thinking back to my time in the army. Gods, I’ve been through it all. Almost all eight years of that fucking bullshit. I’ve seen so many good people die, and for some reason I am still here. All the privates that served underneath me, gone” Mace began to space out again “Even…..Sawyer” she said before wiping her eyes with her free paw
“Who’s Sawyer?”
>”He is…….he was one of the privates serving under me during the war. He was a human, not too different looking then you. He was young, skinny, beautiful, and shy but tough as nails.” Said Mace looking into your eyes
*Beautiful?
>”Five years into my service they started placing humans randomly into the beast divisions to keep an eye on us and help ease relations with the human command. Sawyer was supposed to keep a close eye on me but instead we fell in love. I know…A human falling for a sentient, Let alone a hyena, it sounds crazy but its true. It was real. I had never felt more alive or passionate in my life then with him.” Says Mace sniffling
>”The higher ups would have discharged us on the spot if they found out. They didn’t get the satisfaction of breaking the two of us apart. The war….the war did that for them.” Said Mace choking up
>Mace wiped her arm across her muzzle before continuing, ”During one of the bloodiest battles in Asia, I was given orders to proceed towards what I thought would be imminent death. I voiced my doubt and the higher ups threatened to label my squad and me as deserters. They said they would have me executed by firing squad and those under me arrested.
>Mace clenched her fists on her lap, “I got scared and so I pushed on with the order”
>Her head drooped lower, “I still regret that decision every single fucking day of this fucking miserable existence.”
>Mace begins raking her claws across her knees” Half way into the mission we were ambushed. Half my squad was killed, the other half captured. They tied our hands and put us on our knees. They forced me to watch as they executed every single one of my men with a gunshot to the back of the head….including Sawyer. Said Mace before pausing for a minute of silence as she pulled out another cigarette and lit it
>”I….never got to say goodbye……The enemy was going to try an use me in an exchange but they never got a chance. A couple of days later I was freed in a ground attack on one of their convoys.” Said Mace before taking a drag
>”I served in the Beast Division for three more years before going AWOL with the rest of the sentient folk. It was clear to us that the war was being lost on all sides. It was also becoming apparent that the Beast Divisions were being sacrificed at the expense of human ones in a last ditch effort. Morale died quickly and we all consciously made the decision to go AWOL.” Said Mace watching the smoky vapor evaporate into the empty room
>”The war ‘technically’ lasted for two more years but at that point, it was clear to everyone that no side was actually going to ‘win’. Anything any side won at that point would be nothing but a parrot victory. For two more years, people threw their lives away all because they couldn’t bear the thought of losing, knowing in the back of their minds how much they had already sacrificed.” Said Mace rolling the cigarette back and forth between her fingers
> “Sorry for the rant, I just…. I just miss him so much.,” said Mace before taking one last drag on the cigarette and dropping the butt into a brown bottle
>Mace looks down at the floor as new tears drip onto the stained carpet, “I should have let the army kill me for desertion. He’d still be alive, they’d all still be alive”
>You take both of Mace’s paws in your hands, “Mace, you did what you thought was best. You weren’t the one who killed Sawyer. You can’t keep blaming yourself for someone else pulling the trigger. If you went and got killed for desertion how do you think that would make Sawyer feel?” you say
>”It’d break his heart. He’d be here sobbing like a baby like I am,” she said sniffling
“Exactly, I didn’t know him but I imagine he’d want you to be happy. He’d want you to live your life and move on from the war, he’d want you to love and be loved”
>Mace leans forward and kisses you; you break the embrace and lean back a bit startled
>”I am sorry, for a second, I felt like he was right in front of me again, you both have very similar ways of talking, such gentle humans” said Mace looking down
“Mace its fine, really, you don’t have to-”
>Mace leans forward again cupping your chin and gently kissing you
>”Kid, I need to ask a favor of you, I need someone close to me right now, I need to make love to you right now” said Mace
>” You don’t have to explain, its ok” you say before Mace gives you another gentle kiss
>”Thank you” she whispers before swinging a leg over you and straddling your lap
>Mace lightly pushes you down onto the bed as she continues to kiss you
>She takes off your jacket and shirt as she plants gentle kisses over your bare neck and chest
>She sucks and licks your nipples, softly massaging them with her firm lips as you feel needles ripple over your skin
>The kisses continue down towards your jeans where she quickly unbuttons them and pulls your dick out into her strong, calloused paws
>She laps at your tip while stroking your shaft
>Mace kisses your base as she tenderly cradles your balls
>You moan in pleasure as you grab onto the bed sheets with your hands
>The hyena takes your entire cock in her mouth with ease and quickly gets into a rhythm
>You feel taken by the softness of her mouth and tongue running along every part of your shaft
>Your rod twitches and throbs as you feel yourself getting close
> Before Mace completes another stroke she takes your dick out of her supple mouth
>”Not yet” she says looking at you with sharp eyes and a grin
>She kisses your tip before she takes off your boots and pants
>She stands back up and unbuttons her pants pulling out her enlarged pseudo-penis
>You sit up and take the shaft in your hands as its musk fills the air
>You try to mimic what Mace did to you gently caressing her pseudo-balls and licking the head before taking half of it in your mouth
>Mace snaps her jaws and growls in a deep gravely voice urging you to go deeper
>You try to do your best as Mace grinds into your mouth, her member beginning to throb
>You almost get down to the base before you begin gagging
>She pulls out of your mouth, her dick twitching up and down in eagerness
>Mace sits down on the edge of the bed, licking her lips while patting her lap ”Good, now come over here, I got somethin for yah”
>You stand up and straddle over Mace’s lap facing her, her hard, thick cock sticking up from between her legs, eager to enter you
>She grabs your hips and guides you down over her shaft as it easily slides into your slick, warm, cavern
>Mace growls as she begins to thrust up into you, nibbling at your chest with her teeth
>She leans back on her elbows and quickens her pace as you lean forward to kiss her
>She wraps her arms around you and pulls you closer as she gains a longer thrust into your silken depths
>You lean your head down into her chest and begin to lick her pierced nipples
>Mace shudders and pulls you closer to her chest
>You tease and tug on the metal bars with your teeth as your tongue flicks over her jet-black nipples
> Mace arches her back and snarls in pleasure snapping her jaws in the air like a wild animal
>She hilts herself completely into you before rolling over and scooping you up under the legs with her strong arms
>You wrap your arms around her neck and nuzzle your face in her chest as she slides off the bed
>She presses your back against the motel wall, legs cradled in her arms, while she stands and pumps away at your increasingly sensitive depths
> Her thick shaft all the while grinding along your prostate
>You nuzzle your face into the wedge of your arm and bite down on your skin as Mace takes longer, deeper thrusts
>The sound of loud juicy thwaps echo off the walls as her pelvis beats against your underside
>Mace runs her tongue up your neck before nibbling your ear as she whispers, “I am getting close”
>With those words and a couple more long thrusts, you feel pins shoot up your spine and over your head as your dick twitches erratically
>Mace begins making very fast, short, thrusts as you hear her panting in your ear
>”Come with me…..come with me please” Mace begs you as she begins to shudder and go faster
>With one final thrust, you begin cumming as her dick hits your g-spot
>You spill your hot seed all over her abs
>Mace roars “Sawyer” as she begins cumming, her dick thrusting and throbbing deep inside you, surrounded by your soft walls
>She makes a couple last quivering thrusts as both your orgasms fade
>Mace swallows trying to catch her breath as she carries you back to the bed
>She lays down on her back with her arms still around you
>Your lift yourself off of her as her limp slick cock falls out of you and onto her abs with a wet plop
>You lay down next to Mace as she grabs you into a cuddling position, wrapping her arms around your waist
> She gently pulls you close as she kisses your neck and shoulders
>”Thank you, kid” she says quietly as she runs her soft tongue over the nape of your neck before nuzzling her head into you
>You begin to nod off, exhausted from all the drugs, sex and adrenaline
>You hear Mace whisper, “goodbye….Sawyer” before you fall into the soft embrace of your dreams