Reunion | By : Cracknecks Category: +M through R > Roughnecks: Starship Trooper Chronicles Views: 1586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Rico sighed he knew he should be paying attention to the couple at the altar but he could not take his eyes off the bridesmaid that had been avoiding him for days. When Higgins had called him and said he was getting hitch Rico had been thrilled when the man asked him to be his best man he was honored that was until he found out that the Maid of Honor was going to be Dizzy. Apparently she had been busy playing match maker in the three years since they spoke as all of the roughnecks now had steady girls. Which made the fact that he and Dizzy were the only ones without dates even more obvious. They had ended on bad terms really bad terms and it was his fault he knew that. Everything would have been fine if he just kept his foot out of his mouth, but He had been wrong to ask her to leave MI so they could get married, if he really loved her he should have offered to leave. The result was an epic fight even between them that had caused him in his rage to take a post of planet. He sighed mentally, he had to fix this. Even if that meant losing her forever, this awkwardness had to stop for all of them. His chest clenched at the idea, he was empty without her. With the wedding over the party began after the traditional festivities and a few shots down and he managed to catch her. "Please just talk with me" she just glared up at him "I don't want the awkwardness every time the squad gets together.” Dizzy was trying her best to be happy for her best friend and his now wife. It had been a long time coming but still, she couldn't feel much of anything, not with Rico so close. The guys had constantly pressured her to try and contact him, but why should she when he was the one who had hurt her? She had managed to avoid him for most of the night but Rico finally managed to corner her after a dance with some random dude the bride was trying to set her up with, needing a drink after that disaster she had been on the way to the bar. He had that same helpless look on his face...the one he knew worked so well on her. Damn this man and his effect on her. She wanted to tell him to go back and be with Higgins, celebrate the addition of another 'Roughneck' but that helpless look in his eyes made her heart clench. He deserved a chance to be heard and Dizzy begrudgingly followed him up to his room. "Say your piece Lieutenant. I have a wedding I need to get back to." Rico tried to force the words out. He wanted to tell her ever thing, that he would leave, that he was nothing without her....how badly it hurt when he realized he lost her but he could not. The words would not come he screamed in his mind but his lips would not move. He felt helpless and undeserving. She just looked at him for a few moments more; Dizzy could see the wheels turning in his head. Where had that confidence Rico always possessed gone? Her pride was still hurting, but over the last few months, Dizzy had started to wonder if her pride had been the problem in the first place. With a sigh she turned and started towards the door. "I need to get back. I don't want to give the squad any hope that we're getting back together." Rico watched her walk to the door, then something snapped. He quickly closed the space between them turning and the pinning the girl to the door. He slid a leg between hers lifting her slightly so she could not escape him as his lips claimed hers. Dizzy had been caught off guard by his movements and the sensation of his lips on hers forced a gasp from her throat. No! This was not happening!! She forced him away by planting her palms against his chest and pushing. She landed, breaking a heel. "You-you don't get to do that anymore!" Dizzy yelled, glaring. "What, you think so little of me now that you thought a kiss was all it would take to get me to come running back? I am not one of your little whores!" As much as she tried to she could not distance what he had done to her from what she had watched him do in high school. Rico just growled at her eyes dark. She was fast but he knew her moves easily catching her. This time he lifted her off the floor completely and slammed her in to the wall by the bed. Latching on to her neck Rico began sucking at her week spot. Dizzy saw stars as the back of her head hit the wall as Rico slammed her up against it. This was not happening...this was not happening. He had been rough before but never like this, he had always stopped. "Rico, no!!" Rico bit her shoulder lightly 'what the hell was he doing!' He tried to stop but the need was too much. Reaching up he in zipped the side off her dress fingers brushing her back causing her to arch as he ground against her. Dizzy's eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer as her traitorous body reacted to him. What the hell were they doing!? And hell no! She was not going to be taken...Flores's were not taken, they took!! With a low growl she started to push back. Rico caught both of her hands as she tried to take control pining them above her head with his left hand as his right removed her strapless bra before his fingers traveled to her chest and started rolling her right nipple in-between them. "Son of a bitch." she hissed, body arching at the sensation, but she still did not want to let him get the better of her. She was infantry god damn it! Dizzy knew she had better control over herself then this! Rico grinned as the girl hissed maybe he was not going to Hell for this but she was slipping. Moving his hand from her chest he slid it slowly down her back and in to her panties. Reaching around he began to tease her opening before slipping a finger in. Half a moan escaped her throat before Dizzy clamped her mouth shut, a grin forming on her lips. Rico loved the sounds she made, so she wouldn't make any, not until he let her hands go and submitted. That being said though she was finding difficult as his finger started to move inside of her. Rico felt himself harden at the sound god how he had missed that. He frowned when she cut it off, dam it she knew what that sound did to him and he wanted it back. Swiftly he stuck another finger in followed by a third. Keeping the pace and rhythm he knew she liked. He could feel Dizzy's body tense against his but still she didn't make a sound. Her hips bucked against him, hard! She had missed this...someone who knew her so well. Her last boyfriend hadn't even come close to Rico's prowess in the bedroom and that been the main reason she had called it off with him. The guys had given her shit about it but there were scratches others just couldn't itch. "Dam you Flores," He growled in her ear. Rico was losing his patients he wanted to be in her but she had to go first. Changing tactics, Rico started to suck on her neck while he held her, firmly grinding himself in to her. Sweat was starting to bead on her forehead and her breathing was becoming ragged. Dizzy balled her hands into fists and she bit down on her lip, blood filling her mouth. She was going to hear about this one from Mel. Damn she was so close he could feel her quaking around his fingers, just a little more. Rico brought his lips up to her ear and used the voice he knew she loved, "Come on babe let go." She dug her nails into her own palms and just grinned, her head moving back. "Not...a chance, Sir." She let out slowly. "Fine" Rico growled as he removed his fingers, she wanted to be stubborn let her. He lifted her up distracting her with his mouth while he freed himself before dropping her down and thrusting in to the base making sure to cover her mouth with his to silence the cry. It would not be the first time they had the cops called on them. Her eyes glassed over as her mouth opened in a silent cry. And now that she had him...Dizzy quickly wrapped her legs around his waist and halted him from setting the pace. "Game set and match, Sir." She whispered in his ear. "Is that what you think, sergeant?" He purred as he backed off the wall causing her to shift her weight or fall. Using the opportunity he hooked both arms under her legs holing her by her ass as he started to pound in to her "you would be amazed at what they teach you in officer training school." "And…" Her breath hitched again, he saw the resolve on her face. "You'd be surprised what they teach you in recon." Dizzy actually managed to chuckle. "All you'll get out of me is name, rank and serial number." "Then I will make you scream it." Rico promised as he pulled them both off the wall and moved them on to the bed. Her ankles now around his ears he moved so he towered over her bringing her hips up vertically to meet his as he laid the rest of her on the bed. He set a bruising pace with each thrust he pulled almost out and then slammed back in. She just glared at him and bit down on her lip. No, no, no! She would not break. Closing her eyes she tensed her body and tried to push any thoughts and sensations out of her mind. Rico would not own her, he wouldn't make her scream. "Isabelle Flores, Staff Sergeant, RK307186." This is why he loved her and God did he love her. Reaching between her legs he stated to play with that little ball of nerves rolling it roughly as he fucked her. Dizzy's eyes shot open and her back arched off the bed. She started to recite her little mantra again, quicker this time but it was a whisper. Letting her hips drop to the bed Johnny claimed her mouth as he continued to move in her, his left hand still on her lit while the right found her chest. Please give in he begged her mentally...the little gasps were not enough. You are Infantry God damn it! Her mind screamed. If you let him win you will not hear the end of it!! Fight it, fight it! Dizzy's body shuddered a little as she did her best to relax, roll with the 'punches' so to speak. Rico sat up changing the angle of his thrusts using both her legs to hold her as he trusted in he could feel her dripping down his balls as she started to shake, just a little more. She grabbed as the sheets before finally reaching back and grabbing the headboard. Dizzy wanted to grab at his head, run her fingers through that beautiful hair but she wouldn't let herself. A little whimper managed to work its way out despite her best efforts to curb it. Rico took a risk and moved her hand from the headboard to his head, eyes meeting hers before capturing her mouth yet again. He could see tears welling up at the corners of her eyes. Dizzy willingly kissed back, her fingers combing through his hair. It had never been about him asking her to leave the Infantry, she would have gone in a heartbeat it was just...he never offered to leave himself and her pride had taken it as 'he wants to own you make you his little woman who keeps house and raises the kids while he’s away, lost among the stars' And that was something she would rather die than do. Dammit! He cursed. Breaking the kiss he buried his face in her neck "I will leave the service, tell me what you want and I will do it, I can’t exist without you." Rico whispered. "I want to be partners." She answered, "Be equals...I don't want to be owned and I don't want to own you." Dizzy could feel herself climax, the world turning white. Fuck it! She had lost. Rico roared as she tightened around him a few more thrusts and he was done. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her and flipped them both. "I never meant for you to feel less than me I swear. " She was crying...God damn it why was he the only one who could do this to her?! Dizzy started to wipe her eyes to try and stop it, but it was too late. "I-I know, it just...it just hurt to think that was the case." Her words were hiccupped by the tears. "Damn you Rico..." Rico smiled and cuddled her against him, "I know were are not even dating but the offer still stands. I need you, Diz." Sniffing, Dizzy nodded before wiping her eyes again and finally letting out a "Yes". God she would never live this down. Hooking up with her ex at her best friend's wedding and possibly getting engaged to him...again. Rico pulled her in to a kiss. "I will put in the paper work when I get back and you can figure out an approved way to play this with the guys." Dizzy nodded they were both in for a lot of teasing. "Goss will be happy." She muttered cuddling closer to him "They were all kind of pushing me to talk to you after he met my last boyfriend..." "That bad?" Rico smirked "He was Fleet...that's already strike 1 in everyone's book." She grinned Rico laughed, "If I brought fleet home I think the whole squad would kill me...as will the bride if I don't get you back." "Rico, you're a bitter. I can't go back." She admitted, blushing again. God how was it he could make her feel like a virgin? Just giddy and awkward at the same time. "Not to mention you broke one of my heels and my hair is a fucking hot mess." "Shit, can I get you anything? From your room maybe? Higgins is going to kill me!" Rico groaned "Go and grab my makeup bag, I might be able to cover the marks...and I've got some superglue in my purse. I think I can repair the heel with that. Nothing I can do about the hair though...that was done at the salon this morning." Mel was going to kill her too. Rico nodded putting his pants on and headed to her room turning the corner he ran in to Goss with his girlfriend right behind him. "Uhh hey man, how's the party going" "Where the hell have you been?! Higgins is freaking out that you and Dizzy are both..." His voice trailed off as he looked Rico. "What have you been doing?" Rico could not stop the blush, "Fixing something I broke?" Goss just rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Rico, I'm really happy you two are back together but this is supposed to be Mel's day. It's kind of rude." "I did not mean for this to happen! I just wanted to talk to her and I waited until after all the speeches and stupid games" Femi just raised an eyebrow as she looked at Rico. "Really?" "Yes really! Now if you're not going to help I need to get her stuff we can get back to the party." Rico frowned down at her. Femi just gave a sigh, "Goss go tell the happy couple these two are not killing each other" and started to walk back to his room. "Dizzy, you decent in there?" She called. Dizzy replied Yes and Femi strolled in. "Okay, not as bad as I thought." She chuckled before seeing the large hickey on Dizzy's neck. "That...is gonna be a problem." Rico came back in with all of her bags "I did not know what to look for…" He lied with a slight grin. Dizzy just shot him a glare and got off the bed, grabbing the two she needed, then her shoes before walking to the bathroom with Femi. "Rico, just lay out the dress on the bed, hopefully the wrinkles will come out of it!" Femi yelled. "Okay!" Rico said grabbing the dress and laying it out as instructed. Johnny fixed up the room while he waited putting Dizzy's stuff next to his, "Totally worth death." She came back out a few minutes later, the bite mark covered and her hair fixed as well as it could be. Femi went to help her into the dress, zipping her up before, going to fix the heel; super gluing it back to the sole. "Well it'll hold for the rest of the night at least." Dizzy sighed. "Only an hour or two left anyways" Rico said. "And you couldn't have waited two hours?" She teased, taking his arm. Shaking her head, Dizzy fixed his uniform jacket and straightened his bars before putting his cap on. "Have a little respect for the uniform, Sir." "Don't think I will be wearing it much after this," He winked. As he lead her down the hall and back to the reception. "Your contract it over in two months, right?" She said softly as she tried to steady herself. "By the way...if I ever tell you stop and you don't, I will tie a bow around your dick before I cut it off." "Ma’am yes ma’am." Rico replied, "I just lost it when I thought I had blown it again." "You almost did." She snorted, “You're lucky I give second chances." She could feel the eyes on them as they came back into the party hall.
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