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Blood and Smoke	By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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1931

It was a peaceful day in Manhattan, The Gandors and the Camorra were happily playing with dominoes with the ever happy-go-lucky Isaac and Miria, while Jacuzzi and his gang were keeping low a apartment thanks to their connections with Mr Ian.

However, in a certain apartment things weren't exactly peaceful but two people were certainly enjoying the other's company. Clothes were strewn all over the floor; the room was filled with the sounds of raspy moans, heavy breathing with the occasional outburst of profanity and a loud slurping sound.

'Oh..Fuck…Ah….Shit!'

Claire was sitting up against the wooden headboard of the bed, his back arched against it, head thrown back and eyes tightly shut in an overwhelming frenzy of dizziness, lust and pleasure. The assassin had lost all composure, and tried to regain some self-control but he couldn't help but hiss and bury a hand into messy, ebony black hair.

'Kelly!' he demands, but whatever else he was going to say sticks in his throat as his leaking cock is engulfed by a hot wetness.

Kelly slides her tongue along the length of his hard member before taking it all in, sucking on it tenderly. Claire is pretty well-endowed but Kelly is an expert at this, even when Claire makes things difficult when he tightens his grip on her head, and starts jerking his hips ever so slightly into her mouth. Kelly doesn't mind as it gave her a secret pleasure to see the ever controlled Claire lose it, she looks up at her lover, smirking around his shaft when she sees him shivering in pleasure, his face flushed and his eyes needy. It gave her a twisted satisfaction that with a swirl of her tongue, she could make him beg and she continues sucking, grazing her teeth ever so carefully and making him cry out louder.

Claire looks down at his lover, watching her though hooded eyes, his mouth open, panting hard and he couldn't help but smirk down at Kelly who was clearly enjoying making him submit. He loved the cook when she was adorable and submissive but when she was the one touching him, dominating him, it drove him crazy. Kelly was so wonderfully good at this, she seemed to know when and how to change the pace, when to take him down deeply and how gentle she had to be when massaging his sack.

Claire huffed in time with the rhythm she was going, his fingers flexing and gripping her soft hair, he was nearing his peak.

'Yes...' Claire says, gasping,

'Kelly..Keep…Ah…Fuck!...Yes..Now!'

Kelly grips his thighs, keeping him in place as he starts bucking a little too hard, and he releases everything, and he forgets to breathe for just a moment. Then Claire gasps, gulping air in, trying to recover his mind. He looks down at Kelly again, who had his softening cock in her mouth, those deep ocean blue eyes burned up at him, and she swallowed nosily. The mere sight of that caused a high surge of electricity to crackle through Claire, and he was hungry for the feisty, teasing cook.

Kelly draws away, wiping her mouth with a small smirk on her face when she sees his member was slowly reawakening, Claire had one heck of a lot of stamina and endurance. Kelly reaches out to touch Claire's chest, her fingers feather light on his skin, drawing out shivers and shudders from him, then she leans in, running a tongue up his body. Trailing along the bumps and dips of his hard rock body, leaving a cool sensation on his burning hot skin, Claire grabs her waist lifting her up to straddle his own hips, pulling their bodies flush together. A gasp ripples from his throat when she bites down on his collarbone, sucking on it before meeting his lips, kissing them gently when Claire decides he needs to take control now and bites on her lower lip, before diving a tongue into her mouth, not minding the fact he could taste himself.

There was a knock on the door, unnoticed by the couple.

'Kelly! We need your help! Jacuzzi's in big trouble!' Kelly sat up, staring through the wall of her bedroom, concerned and annoyed that Jacuzzi had got himself involved in something that was too dangerous for him. Claire narrows his eyes at the cook who had now stopped paying attention to him, with an aroused growl he grabs her chin forcing her to stare at him.

'Ya ain't opening that door' his voice raspy and laced with lust yet authoritative.

Kelly saw the want in his eyes and there was no doubt she wanted him too but as the knocking on the door became more frantic, her need was quickly dissolving. Though she knew the man wouldn't take no for an answer and would have no problem tying her up to the bed in order to get his way which essentially led to hot, passionate sex which she immensely enjoyed. But sex wasn't important right now, and she racks up a way to tame the blood thirsty assassin. A sudden though enters her mind, and she frowns at the idea but it was the only one thing she could do now, and so she leans down, her lips hovering beside Claire's ear.

'I really have to go now, but when I come back I'll do anything ya want' and with that she pulls away, preparing to leave the bed when Claire reaches a hand around the back of her neck, yanking her down so their foreheads bump together.

'Anything?' he coos softly, a really dark, wicked smirk on his face and his eyes had turned into a darker shade of brown, filled with the lust to dominate. At that moment Kelly really wanted to end the deal, she really had no clue what kind of dirty thoughts were running through Claire's head. Kelly swallows loudly, causing Claire's smirk to stretch even wider which fuelled Kelly's competitive side in an instant.

'Yeah, anything ya want' she says hotly, not knowing that Claire wasn't really that angry, he was going to let the cook go after messing with her for a bit, then she went and said the hottest thing he had ever heard and there was no way he was going to let that golden ticket go.

'Hear ya loud and clear' and he seals the deal with a bruising kiss until Kelly lands a fist on his head, escaping his clutches when he winces in pain.

'Go let her in' Kelly storms into the bathroom to get ready.

Claire huffs lightly in annoyance but he looks forward to the moment the cook was at his mercy and so with a sadistic smile on his face he walks out of the bedroom, crossing the living room and opens the door to Nice who immediately quiets down at the sight of the half-naked man. Her one eye lingers on the dark mark on his exposed collarbone, wondering if Kelly was the one who did that.

Nice opens and closes her mouth like a fish, unsure what to say to this unknown man when he gestures silently to enter the apartment, Nice nods and enters looking around the place. It was her first time entering Kelly's apartment and it was quite a nice, attractive little place.

'So, what the hell happened?' Kelly shouts from the bedroom, putting on her black ninja-like clothes, covering her bruised lips with a tint of pink lipstick, and powdering the marks on her neck. She never usually wore makeup but after spending more than several nights with Claire, and Firo's incapability to keep quiet she learnt that make up was vital.

Nice ignores the red haired man who was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a glass of water and answers Kelly from the living room,

'W-Well there's this woman called Chane whose been kidnapped, the kidnappers asked for money and well ya know how stubborn Jacuzzi is, he insisted to go alone'

'Chane? The silent woman in black from the train the other day? Fine, so ya know where the meet's at?' Kelly emerges from the bedroom, cigarette in mouth.

'U-um yeah, down by the pier, in one of the warehouses' she notices a slight tension in the room, she had really come at a bad time but Kelly soundlessly gives a wave to Claire before heading out the door, Nice follows behind, shutting the door behind her.

They both went down the steps, and after a few moments of silent thinking.

'Ya know? I'm starting to see ya more of a human now'

Kelly raises an eyebrow at this, and then realises where she's coming at.

'I'm a human with my own needs, and desires. Don't go shifting me to one side just cuz I go round killing a few people and besides, I have a dream to run my own restaurant so I'm basically human'

'So, ya love him?' Nice teases

Kelly growls 'Ya wanna die bomb bitch?' and the two end up bickering for the rest of the way.

Several hours later when evening falls, Jacuzzi finds himself in quite a predicament when he enters an old warehouse, filled with young punks. Hoping to save his kidnapped friend by using his own ransom but the insane blond, wielding a large wrench was facing Chane preparing to fight her again when a black ninja falls from the ceiling, her long black curls billowing around her. Both Jacuzzi and Chane's faces light up when they see Kelly standing there, a cigarette in between scowling lips.

'Chane, Jacuzzi you guys alright?' shooting a piercing glare at the man in blue, whose anger was rapidly rising.

'What a sad, sad tale! How dare you block my prey from me and now you have insulted me you are going to die!' he propels forward, a mad glint in his eye as he drags the wrench along the floor, sparks flying behind him. He takes a swing at Kelly but she leaps from the ground, landing on the tip of the wrench gracefully and with ease, a malicious smirk on her face as she looks down insultingly at the mechanic with eyes popping out, and his jaw dropping.

'Ya sure ya wanna dance with me?' she says in amusement, before somersaulting backwards, landing perfectly in front of Chane. The mechanic starts flipping his monkey wrench in to the air, tossing it over and over again while watching Kelly who was stood beside the small trash can fire, the flames reflecting in her eyes, she too inspecting the mechanic. The man then paces around dramatically, talking in circles and rambling almost poetically while Kelly just smokes silently, not paying any attention to what the mechanic was saying as he brandishes his wrench at her, she was waiting for something to occur.

'You're amazing. I'm starting to get excited' Kelly flicks ash of the end of her cigarette before placing it back in her mouth, not caring about the other man. Annoyed that the woman was silent like the other he lifts his wrench over his head, almost as if he was going to throw it when there is a huge explosion; the flash briefly blinding everyone but Kelly stood there calmly, almost as if she was expecting it. Jacuzzi turns, and through the smoke and dust he sees a huge hole in the wall and he's glad to see his gang on the other side.

Well, they make one hell of an entrance, Kelly thinks, watching her cigarette smoke curl into the air.

'Hey Chane, you alright?' Nice shouts, her eye scanning round to check that Jacuzzi and the cook were okay. Chane nods, she owed her life a second time to woman who was yet again shielding her from her opponent.

'Hey! Wasn't I clear in my note that I wanted you to come alone?' the mechanic addresses the gang of people.

'Yeah, and we're doing exactly what you said to do in your little note, pal. Jacuzzi came alone, the woman over there came alone, so I decided I'd come here alone and pay you a visit myself' Nice says in a light hearted tone.

'Yeah, I came alone to America, all the way from Mexico'

'I walked here by myself' Kelly tilts her head, there was someone mixed in with the gang that shouldn't be there, and she gestures to Chane to step back just in case.

'Me too'

'Me Too'

'Me Too' Kelly's scowl intensifies when she hears a damn irritating voice.

'Me too'

Kelly wasn't the only who noticed, as Chane lifts a knife, and Jacuzzi says something,

'Guys, thanks for coming, but did I hear something new? I thought I heard an unfamiliar voice mixed in with you. Who is it?'

'I don't know'

'Now that you mention it, I thought I heard a new guy too'

'That's impressive, you were able to pick out my voice from your crowd of friends' Claire steps into the light, and out of the group, revealing himself to everyone. Kelly's arches an eyebrow, wondering why he was here, she knew he had no business here whatsoever; his business was and will always be with the Gandors. Or trains.

The blonde mechanic approaches him,

'Well now. Who are you?'

'Who? Me? I was known as Claire Stanfield, and until recently worked as a railroad conductor but currently, I'm the Rail Tracer' Kelly huffs in frustration when Jacuzzi falls down scared and trembling for no real reason.

'I've got business with that woman and I need to interrupt you guys for a moment' he fixes his dark brown eyes on Kelly, a smirk crossing pass his lips as he makes his way to Kelly

'Whatcha doing here?' Kelly asks low, under a breath so the people around don't hear.

'I know, I know but I was doing some thinking and I just thought I had to properly declare my love for you. I mean that night wasn't exactly the best place to propose' neither was here but she held his gaze, listening to what he had say and then his face softens, looking at the cook lovingly.

'I love you, so let's get married' Kelly's face instantly went red, blushing all the way to the tips of her ears, she looks away muttering under her breath. She takes a drag and looks back at Claire; her heart was practically squeezing in delight when she saw his face, he was happy and for some reason that made her happy. She scratches her head in frustration, spitting her cigarette out and vehemently crushing it with the sole of her shoe, the words were at the tip of her tongue, but she was too embarrassed to say them out loud.

'I ellvo you' she said it so fast that it ended up as gibberish. Claire resisted the urge to chuckle and leaned in, wanting to meet her soft, pink lips when they were interrupted by crushing metal. The couple turned to look at the mechanic who had taken his wrath out on a metal barrel.

'Let me tell you an incomprehensible story. What is it for the actions of men to be incomprehensible? It would seem to me that if it can't be comprehended, why should one even bother trying? It is useless to even think about it, I think… That said, I don't exactly know what's going on, but may we continue fighting please?"

'Oh by all means you have my permission' he tosses over his shoulder, before turning back to Kelly who had lit up another cigarette, her ears still red but she somehow managed to look cool and smooth, the cook was really too god damn adorable.

'Well I don't consider that a proper answer so I'll wait till after we've finished our little deal' he says with amusement, Kelly looks lost for a second and then remembers what she said she promised to do. She bites on her cigarette and huffs before pointedly looking away with her arms crossed acting as if she didn't care when internally she was groaning and face palming. Claire chuckles, and turns to face the blonde mechanic.

"If you're gonna fight Kelly and her friends, then I guess I'll have to take you on as well." He punched his hand. "If you wanna run away, now's the time."

'How dare you suggest such a thing? There is only one other person who has ever dared to rival my certainty and that… is BOSS LADD!'

'Ladd?' Kelly mutters under her breath, she wondered why she felt like she knew the mechanic from somewhere.

'This Boss Ladd you're talking about wouldn't happen to be Ladd Russo, would it?'

'You mean, you know my boss?'

Claire smiled with amusement 'He fell from the train the other day, right?'

'How do you know that? Nobody is supposed to know that except for those of us who are closest to him.'

'I know because I'm the one who dropped him' his voice turning slightly serious.

The mechanic and his gang fell back away in shock, and with an evil smile the mechanic wound up and threw his wrench and it went spinning through the air right towards Claire. But he was unfazed at the flying wrench, catching it with his bare had, and throwing it right back at his owner. The mechanic caught it, and his back stooped over ready to pounce.

But Claire did exactly the same feat Kelly performed earlier,

'I don't care what your little brain thinks, it's impossible for you to beat me' Claire clicks his tongue in anger, and swings the wrench, throwing Claire off of it. The mechanic swung his wrench widely, executing a long line of attacks which Claire skilfully dodge, not one attack hitting him, Kelly thought the redhead bastard was showing off.

Claire then simply sits on an oil barrel, legs crossed, his face in his hand, smiling mockingly at the mechanic who slams the wrench down, crushing the empty oil barrel. Claire was doing a handstand on the wrench, his upside down face just inches away from his face before he throws himself in the air, performing flips over the blonde, landing perfectly.

'Well, I guess you weren't lying. Ah, so sad. Let me spin you a very sad yarn. As loathsome as a foe as I have here before me, I will not be able to engage him any further. It would just not be right, for you see…'

The mechanic covers his face, before revealing an psychotic look between his fingers '…this man is gonna be killed by Boss Ladd himself in due time'

'What else can I do but acknowledge your little warning?' Claire merely shrugs

'It's not a warning' He points a condemning wrench at Claire

'It's a death sentence'

'Let's roll' but before the blonde leaves he winks at Kelly, giving her a cocky, lopsided smile and calls out to her,

'Miss, you are one beautiful woman, and it'll be pleasure to take you out to lunch some time' giving her small bow. Claire narrows his eyes, switching between the cook and the mechanic wanting to kill the blue mechanic there and then, especially when Kelly gives a little salute. Kelly didn't mean anything by it, she just thought the mechanic was damn lucky to escape from Claire with his life, and he had her respect for that although she wanted to beat the blonde up too.

The mechanic whispers to Jacuzzi and then leaves with his cronies.

'Bye, now. I'll see you folks later… maybe some time when that confounded red-head isn't around'

With no further ado Claire quickly approaches Kelly and seizes her wrist, dragging her behind him as he heads for the entrance of the warehouse, ignoring Kelly's violent and very rude objections.

'Oh, just one thing kids,' Kelly crashes into his back when Claire stops of all of a sudden, and he turns round, his eyes falling on the gang of delinquents who had all remained very, very quiet, stumped as to what exactly happed in the warehouse.

'Don't go knocking on Kelly's door today, it'll probably be the last thing ya ever do. And forget about tomorrow too as I doubt she'll be able move tomorrow anyway' he had dark expression on his face, and a red twinkle in his eye as he was absolutely serious.

'Claire, ya bastard! What the heck ya-oi!' Claire yanks Kelly's arm as he carries on out of the warehouse, still ignoring her deadly glare and curses spewing out of her mouth.

Jacuzzi and the rest of the gang were very confused; they had witnessed something truly bizarre and amazing. Nice lets out a chuckle while, and she gestures to Chane to come and join them which she does.

Kelly you make sure you cherish him, well it seems like you already do. Although, I am worried about his last words, was Kelly in 'that' sort of relationship.

Nice blushes a bit, and shakes her head trying to rid herself of those thoughts, while Jacuzzi looks at her in puzzlement.
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