A Bullet Never Lies(Closed for Courage)

[heartofcourage]

Irene turned off the stove and took her plate, turning to head to the table when she was stopped short. Beau had moved everything so that she was forced to sit in his lap to eat. She narrowed her eyes at him, sighing softly as she placed her plate beside his and slid into his lap.

“We better.” She grumbled. “Or else I might get grumpy and you don’t want to see that. I’m armed.” She smiled at her lover, kissing his lips gently to ease the threat.

 

[raiguy]

Beau chuckled and nodded. "I think neither of us wants to see the other angry from lack of food," he said, chuckling again. He looked at her and smiled before eating. He thought for a moment, before adding, "If you'd rather sit in a chair, get to it. I don't want you grumpy with me."

He smiled as he tasted the food. Like he thought, it was delicious. He looked at her and smiled widely. "You are a wonderful cook, among your other great talents," he said, his hand squeezing hers softly.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene made no move to go to her chair, settling in Beau’s lap as they both ate their fill. She loved to cook and it was one of the few joys and comforts in life that she allowed herself to enjoy. Glancing over her shoulder Beau, she actually blushed at his compliment and gave him a smile.

“The psychiatrist at the agency told me I should find an outlet for all of my pent up aggression. They wouldn’t let me join in the athletic groups because I was too vicious, so I learned how to cook.” She shrugged her shoulders as if it were no big deal.

 

[raiguy]

Beau smiled and nodded. "I was told I needed to be more outgoing, and learn to channel myself better. Apparently I just waited for contracts at times, doing nothing in between. I had already become proficient with martial arts, so they decided that I should try carpentry, drawing, and painting," he said, smiling slightly.

He had come to love those three hobbies, taking great pride in his works. The world at large knew him as an amazingly skilled artist and woodworker, able to bring scenes and objects to life. Yet to a select few, he was an agent of death and chaos. The dichotomy of his life made him laugh quite often.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Hmmmm….” Irene said absently, eating her meal as she listened to Beau talk about his favorite hobbies. “Maybe when all this is over, we can settle down somewhere and open a store. I could cook and you could work out the back.”

Why was she dreaming about the future? She wasn’t even guaranteed to live past the next morning. It wasn’t certain that they wouldn’t be killed by the agency. Still, the though about having a little place of her own was extremely appealing.

“I mean…if we’re in this for the long haul, it would be nice to have a normal job. Working together might be fun too.” She shrugged as if it weren’t a big deal.

 

[raiguy]

Beau smiled and nodded. "I agree. We could turn it into a nice little diner or something like that to really give it that feel we are looking for," he said.

He smiled as he could already see the future for them. It wasn't necessarily a given that they would live to see that future, but he could definitely see their lives planned ahead of them, and succeeding at it.

He smiled again and hugged her. "I do like that idea. We will have to talk about it a bit more in depth when we aren't trying to fend off an agency attack," he said, shaking his head as he wondered when the agency hitmen would finally make their moves against them.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene was quiet as she finished eating and slipped from Beau’s lap. She washed her dishes efficiently, everything put together in its place quickly before she turned back to Beau and watched him intently for a long moment.

“I’m going to go catch a shower. Maybe after that we should go and look at the perimeter to see if there’s been any activity.” She suggested, stepping closer to him and dropping a kiss to his lips before she headed into the bedroom and started to strip for her shower.

 

[raiguy]

Beau nodded as he watched her walk away. He finished eating quickly, before washing his dishes and putting them up. He grabbed a roll of paper towels and spread them out on the table. He pulled his pistol out and set it down, before reaching into a drawer to get his cleaning kit.

He methodically went about cleaning his gun as Irene showered. He finished with his pistol, and then moved onto his rifle, breaking it down and cleaning each part. He also made sure that everything was working correctly, and properly calibrated, as he liked things.

 

[heartofcourage]

The warm water felt good against her skin, soothing the muscles she’d used with Beau. The very thought brought a smile to her lips as she washed her hair and then shut off the shower. Slipping back into the bathroom, she dried off and braided her hair into a thick coil, letting it hang down her back to dry.

She walked into the bedroom and pulled on a pair of black pants and a black long sleeved shirt. It was her tactical gear, over which she would wear body armor. She knew Beau probably had a pair around the place that would fit her.

Stepping back into the kitchen, she noticed him cleaning his weapons. Walking up behind him, she pulled her gun out of the waistband of her pants and placed it on the table next to him.

“Think you could give mine a cleaning too?” She asked, pressing her lips to his before she moved along to the coffee pot, pouring herself a cup of hot brew.

 

[raiguy]

Beau chuckled and nodded. He quickly stripped her pistol down and started to meticulously clean the gun. He lubricated it as he assembled it, and then smiled as he finally finished by polishing it and then laid it down on the table.

"And it's now time for me to shower," he said, smiling as he slid his chair back and took his guns with him. He quickly stripped and slid into the shower, sighing happily as the hot water hit his skin. He slowly lost the tension from his earlier playfulness with Irene.

He smiled at the though and then quickly washed. He then pulled on his combat gear, before pullin on some body armor, grabbing some for Irene as well. He walked into the kitchen and smiled. "This should fit you, sweetheart," he said, smiling and holdin the armor out.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene cleaned the kitchen as Beau went to shower. It all seemed nice and cozy to her, even though there were guns lain out on the table and the thread of being killed was very real. Still, she couldn’t help but smile as thought about the nice little life that Beau had promised to have with her.

As he came back into the room, he offered her a piece of body armor that looked like it should fit. Taking it, she pulled it on over her black shirt, turning from the sink to take her weapon yet again. She checked it over and was satisfied that it was cleaned to her liking.

“Thanks.” She said, looking at him with a sly smile.

 

[raiguy]

Beau saw the smile and chuckled. He looke at her conspiratorially and then winked. "Now then, why are you smiling at me so slyly? Should I be scared?" He asked with a wide smile on his face. That smile seemed to be hanging around his face more and more as he spent more time with her.

He smiled again and then sat down at his desk off of the kitchen. He quickly pulled up the surveillance cameras and then checked the perimeter alarms. He found that nothing was out of place, but knew that things would be getting hairy, and probably soon.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Can’t I just smile?” Irene asked as Beau commented on the way that she was looking at him.

She watched as he moved to his security system to check the perimeter. He seemed to be pleased that everything was in place. Still, there was the feeling that everything was about to blow up in a huge way.

“So, what do you suggest we do now?” She asked, moving up behind him and placing her hands on his shoulders.

 

[raiguy]

Beau leaned back against Irene and thought. His hands made their way to hers, before taking them and holding them lightly. He was always amazed at how soft her hands were, even for their line of work.

"I'm not sure. It would need to be something that we could stop if this feeling we are both probably having comes to happen," he said, smiling as he tilted his head to look at her. He released one of her hands and rubbed the stubble on his face.

"Any thoughts on what that could be?" he asked.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene glanced down at Beau, an eyebrow raised at his suggestion. She couldn’t help but laugh softly and shake her head. “Keep it in your pants, Romeo.” She said, gripping his shoulders firmly for a moment before she pulled away to look out the window that looked over his property.

 

[raiguy]

Beau just chuckled. He was fully under control of his hormones, and was more than happy to keep it in his pants. Their earlier session had actually worn him out pretty well. He smiled and then clicked through the images on his screen again, happy that nothing was going wrong yet.

"We need to figure out who is going to cover what. We can really cover the whole property from two vantage points, but one is mostly sniping, while the other is more close quarters. What would you rather do?" he asked, not sure of which set of skills she'd rather use.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene turned and looked at Beau was he mentioned taking up tactical positions. She thought about what she preferred and considered what would be the best for both of them. He seemed capable in any position, but close combat was what he seemed to excel in.

“I think I would take the sniper’s nest. I’m better with long ranges anyway.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders, wondering what kind of weapon he had stashed away for that kind of work.

 

[raiguy]

Beau smiled. He hoped she knew how to handle the big rifles. He didn't use anything but a .50 caliber rifle. He figured she would be good though. He nodded and then went to check on his station.

He was actually better at close quarters, but not by much. It also made sense for him to take up the spot that would be most heavily assaulted. That way he could control the flow of the assault, as well as the outer defenses. He smiled when he saw the arsenal he had laid out, and then the switches for the perimeter defenses.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Impressive.” Irene said as she looked over the weapons that Beau had lain out in front of them both. He was well prepared and she was very impressed.

Turning to look at him, she smiled and leaned across the space between them to kiss his lips. She sighed softly in contentment. It was nice to know that he would protect her and watch her back in any situation and she found that incredibly sexy. He would kill for her and he would die for her. He knew that she would do the same.

 

[raiguy]

Beau kissed Irene back before smiling at her and wondering how he got so lucky. He knew that he would have a partner to make it out of this situation unharmed, but that he would also have a partner for potentially the rest of his life.

He smiled and shook his head again. He wondered why he was thinking about this as he went to check his weapons again. "Are you okay, or do you need anything in particular?" he asked her, wanting to make sure she had everything she'd need.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Just you.” She practically purred, pulling herself up on the table next to her weapons and spreading her thighs so that he could press against her intimately.

There was something about a man that knew his weapons that made her feel incredibly sexy and taken care of. Beau was the kind of man that could flip her trigger in an instant and she found herself wanting him to fuck her roughly on the table top.

 

[raiguy]

Beau slid in between her legs, pressing tightly against her. He could see the look she was giving him, and knew that he wanted the same thing. He smiled and decided to keep his hair trigger from going off a bit, leaning down and kissing her softly instead.

"I'd love to do nothing more than bury myself inside you and take you right here on this table, but I don't know where everyone that is playing this game of cat and mouse is. I just know where you and I are, and I'm extremely happy with this position. I also want us to be safe," he said.

He stepped back and thought for a minute, before quickly grabbing two assault rifles and tossing them on the table.

"There, we're safe now," he said, practically ripping Irene's pants off, along with his, before roughly thrusting as deep into her as he could go, groaning when he felt how ready she was for him.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene let out a disappointed sigh as he stepped away from the table for a moment, thinking about what he’s just said. When the assault rifles were tossed onto the table, she let out a grin and purred happily as he took hold of her pants and pulled them off her hips in a single yank.

She was happily tumbled back on the table, letting out a cry as he thrust his hard cock deep into her wet folds, showing her that he wanted her nearly as much as she wanted him. The moment was perfect, primal, and she would have it any other way.

 

[raiguy]

Beau smiled down at Irene mischievously as he started thrusting into her. He loved this type of sex, where both people went at it with abandon. It showed the passion they had, and also the want and need the other person inspired.

He groaned as he felt just how wet she was getting. She really did like this! He reached up and started kneading her breasts, determined to try to blow away any other sex she had had but the sex with him. He was just jealous enough to want to make sure he stood out, but also knew that this was going to be some pretty mind-blowing sex if the way she was squeezing down on him was any indication.

He leaned forward to kiss her, clearing his mind completely as he focused on the amazing woman his cock was deep inside. He started thrusting into her hard and fast, letting the passion show more and more as his focus turned to pleasure.

 

[heartofcourage]

Irene let out a keening cry as Beau fucked her hard. She squirmed and whimpered, loving every moment of Beau’s thick cock pounding into her. Each thrust made her entire body tremble. Each touch of his hands brought her closer to heaven. As he leaned forward to kiss her, her mind went hazy and she swore that she’d died and gone to heaven.

“Fill me with your seed, Beau. I want to feel completely owned by you.” She growled against his lips, her eyes staring deeply into his as she felt his pace pick up, his cock thrusting hard into her body just as she’d asked.