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Copper groaned under her breath and gave the male standing in front of her his drink with the best smile she could muster. Another took his place with a sweet smile that faded when a deep, threatening growl reached him from the large male sitting at the very end of the bar. He left as soon as Copper handed him his drink, not even smiling flirtatiously and tipping like he usually would.
She was ready to tear out her hair. She counted on getting tips from her looks and flirting to add to her savings and Modo growling at every male who looked at her with desire in his eyes was not adding to the jar. A few crumpled gills was all the tip jar held and it was getting to be late in the evening. If this kept up, she was going to have to kick Modo out.
It had been a week since he had strolled back into her life. He was at the bar every afternoon like clockwork to play with Silver while Alloy or Copper were running errands. Silver loved his company and Alloy didn’t complain since it gave him more time to flirt with his crush. Copper had to admit Modo was good with his daughter and the two of them were getting closer by the day. But then he was there every night she worked, growling at males she flirted with for tips. She didn’t even LIKE the males she flirted with, but they tipped better when she flashed a little cleavage or gazed sweetly at them through her eyelashes. Inside she was plotting the best way to hurt them should they act just the least bit fresh towards her. The males knew that, but they all adored the fight in her and hoped one day they could be the ones who tamed her.
However, the one that she wanted to do the taming was slowly driving her insane. Modo’s possessiveness was scaring away her best tippers. He didn’t speak to any of the males, just growled or loomed impressively. And when he did that, there was less money for her, and that meant less money to put away for Silver’s future. After growing up nearly on the edge of poverty, Copper wanted to make sure that her baby had everything she could ever need. Even if she needed to flash a little tit to ensure that.
“That’s IT,” she cursed when yet another customer who was usually a generous tipper walked off without throwing anything into her jar when Modo growled at him. “Lani,” she hissed to the young brown-and-white spotted waitress whose exotic fur pattern also helped bring in money, “Watch the bar, will you? I need to have a chat with my guard dog.” Lani nodded and stepped behind the bar as Copper vaulted over, earning her some whistles from the crowd. Modo looked at her with a smile on his face, his brow quirked up at her furious expression.
“Hey darlin’. Nice night, isn’t it?”
“Go to hell, Modo,” she snapped, her ear flat against her head in anger. “Come with me, RIGHT NOW. We need to chat.”
“Well sure, I ain’t gonna say no to a chat with you.” Still smiling in that sweet way that made her knees weak, he preceded her outside, holding the outside door open for her then following her around to the back of the bar. A warm breeze was rolling in off the desert and the stars were shining brightly in the deep black sky, both moons half-full and shining down. Copper in the moonlight was one of his favorite sights, even when she looked like she was about to fillet him with the small knife he knew she kept tucked in her right boot. She was practically steaming, her eyes narrowed to slits with her arms crossed over her chest. He leaned against the back wall of the bar, hands casually in his pockets. “So what did you want to talk about, darlin’ lady?”
Copper shivered; the way he called her ‘darlin’ lady’ in that deep baritone made her heart beat a little faster and called to mind soft sheets and a hard body pressed against her. “First off, stop calling me a lady. I’m in no way a lady now and I never will be. Second, you need to back the fuck off. You’re scaring away my customers.”
Modo shrugged and looked up at the stars. “I don’t know what you mean, darlin’ lady.”
Copper growled at him. “Dammit, Modo, you know exactly what I mean. Those boys aren’t exactly willing to tip or flirt with the bartender when they keep getting growled at by a freaking mountain of a male like you.”
“Jus’ trying to watch out for you. Some of those ‘boys’ look like they want more than flirting and are willing to hurt ya to get what they want.”
“Hey, I can protect myself,” she retorted. “You helped make sure of that.” She regretted the words almost as soon as they came out. She had been trying to avoid talking about the past all week. In fact, she had avoided being alone with Modo as well, yet here she was, talking to him behind her bar where no one could see or hear them. Wonderful.
Modo blinked and looked at her, meeting her defiant stare with a more relaxed one. He smirked and took his hands out of his pockets, stepping closer to Copper. He had been waiting for an opportunity like this all week. She took her personal safety much less seriously than he could have liked, and this was a perfect chance to teach her a lesson the only way her stubborn self would accept. “Alright darlin’, I’ll lay off a little. On one condition.” She raised a brow at that, not sure she liked the warm undertone in his voice. His smile widened and he continued: “Spar with me. Prove you can take care of yourself.”
Copper shifted back a little in surprise. Modo had never openly challenged her before, preferring to let her decide when they would practice together. It was against his gentler nature to initiate fights unless his bros were in trouble. He was also the one who had taught her most of her fighting moves, so he had an advantage there and with his superior size and strength. But she had been practicing the past five years, especially when she was trying to lose the baby weight after having Silver. She had a few surprises for him and her agility might give her an advantage. Grinning toothily, she took a tie from her pants pocked and quickly braided her hair into a thick cable, her body tingling at what she was about to do. Winning would mean she could take care of herself without Modo and get her tips back. Losing…well, that wasn’t her favorite option, but worse things had happened to her. And this gave her the chance to touch Modo again… “No weapons,” she said, her voice coming out in a low purr of excitement.
“’Course,” Modo said, standing straight with his arms held loose by his sides. He could feel his body practically vibrating; while he didn’t, under any circumstance, get off on fighting a female, he had always felt a kind of joy when he fought Copper. She could usually handle herself against him, unlike most other females on this planet, and he knew he would never hurt her. But he loved her fighter’s spirit, and sparring with her was one of the best ways to bring that spirit out. He stood loose and ready, his feet planted and arms relaxed by his sides.
Copper sprang into action almost immediately, swinging a kick at his side with her left foot. Modo caught her foot but was surprised when her tail snapped out and smacked him across the face. Momentarily stunned, he loosened his grip on Copper just enough for her to twist free. She grinned at him and winked before feinting to one side. Modo followed and received a punch to his gut for his trouble. Growling softly, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her in close. She pinched the nerve in his wrist that made him let go and danced away again. Modo grinned; she had learned some new moves since he had been teaching her. This would have been fun under normal circumstances, but he was trying to teach her a lesson. Time to bring this to a close before she got ideas or hurt herself trying to win.
Quick as a snake, he used his tail to reach out, wrap around her waist and drag her to him again. She struggled and cursed but even Modo’s tail was stronger than she was. She managed to twist around so her back was to him, using her own tail to smack at his legs and kicking back at his shins with her heels. He growled softly and hooked his arms under her shoulders, linking his hands behind her neck in what Earth wrestlers called a ‘full Nelson’. Vinnie had been a fan of professional wrestling during their stay on Earth and Modo had picked up a few moves for his own use. Copper fought against him, grunting as her shoulders were pulled into an uncomfortable position. Because of their height difference, she had to stand on her toes to keep from dislocating her shoulders, her tail still slapping at his legs. His tail let go of his waist and twisted around hers, keeping it immobile.
Copper couldn’t move. If she tried kicking out at him, she would loose her balance and put pressure on her shoulders, probably dislocating one or both of them. She wiggled a little bit, trying to find a weak point in Modo’s hold. The male was as unforgiving as iron. She growled softly and made herself relax a little. She knew when she was beat, even if she hated it more than sand raiders. “Nice hold,” she muttered. “Where did you learn in?”
“TV,” he muttered, keeping his voice quiet since her ear was so close to his mouth. His breath caught in his throat when he realized her body was pressed flush against his. Taking a deep breath, Modo inhaled Copper’s scent into his lungs, moaning softly as her sweet desert flower smell flooded his senses. The way he held her, her firm rear fit perfectly into his hips. He backed his hips away a few inches to resist the temptation to rub his hardness against her, especially when he looked down and noticed the way he had her arms above her head held her entire body taunt, her breasts almost popping out of her corset. He hadn’t really thought of this before putting her in the full Nelson, but neither was he complaining about the results.
Copper shivered as she felt his warm breath tickling the fine fur on her ear. Sudden heat bloomed in her belly and between her thighs and she had to grit her teeth together to keep from groaning. She could feel Modo trembling slightly behind her but his grip on her never faltered. His hips moved back, probably to keep from rubbing against her, and she failed to keep a self-satisfied grin from her face. He had done that a lot when they first began sparring and was trying to hide his arousal from her. Good to know she still had that effect on him.
The sides of her brain were fighting with each other; her bitchy stubborn self screamed at her to ignore the heat between them and keep fighting while the loving feminine side of her said to move forward, encourage him. So what if he maybe didn’t love her back? She hadn’t gotten any in five years and she trusted this male more than any other. So she made her decision.
Telling her stubborn bitchy side to shove it, Copper pushed her hips back a few inches to make contact with the front of Modo’s jeans. She mewed softly when she felt the impressive hump rubbing against the base of her tail, her head lolling back to rest against his clasped hands. Modo groaned and gently nibbled the base of Copper’s ear but didn’t press against her even though his brain was screaming at him to do just that. She hadn’t really given him permission yet and there was no way he would do anything without her express wish.
Copper’s shoulders were starting to ache from being held in a full Nelson. “Modo,” she whispered. “Let me go. You’re hurting me.” Modo grimaced and let her go, dread filling the pit of his stomach. He hadn’t meant to hold her like that for so long (to fair, he had had one hell of a distraction) and he must have really been hurting her for her to complain. Copper stepped away from him, rubbing her shoulders to try and work out some of the tension. Modo saw her breath was shallow and uneven and the dread in his stomach got even heavier. Goddess, if he had hurt her…
Copper turned to face him. He had a split second to see the aroused fire in her eyes before she pulled his face down to hers and fiercely pressed her mouth to his. Like the first time they kissed, Modo froze, unsure if this was really happening or not. Then Copper’s teeth bit hard into his lip, demanding a response from him. He growled and wrapped his arms around her, once again crushing her against the hard planes of his body and kissing her just as fiercely as she was kissing him. Apparently he had her permission. Copper moaned and ran her hands over his shoulders, arms, and upper back, greedily exploring the heavenly muscled body she had been dreaming about for five years. Modo was doing the same, his touch on her back and neck making her tremble. He pulled off the tie that held her brain and let his hands tangle in her hair, re-memorizing the silky yet rough feel of her thick strands. When his metal finger brushed against her antenna she groaned and arched into him, hooking one knee over his hip to draw him closer. Modo’s hand instantly went to cup her rear to help support her and keep her pressed against his aching member. Even through the leather of her pants and the denim of his own he could feel the heat radiating from the place between her thighs. Her tongue reached out to dance with his as their hips ground together, letting five years of restrained passion and tension explode out in hazy, lusty spirals.
Modo brushed against the sensitive spot right behind her right ear that always made her body arch into an almost perfect ‘u’. The gesture had the desired response, Copper bending back as much as her corset would allow while biting back a scream. Modo took the opportunity to nibble and kiss her neck while his finger continued to gently caress that spot. Copper shivered against him, her mouth open as her eyes stared unseeing at the stars. Her body was singing, that one spot a weakness no one but Modo knew about. She forcefully pulled her head away from his hand before she lost her mind and pressed soft kisses on his cheek and the base of his ear, her tongue dancing over the fine fur below his eye patch. Modo groaned her name and kissed her again, his lips gentle this time, his tongue a tickling caress. Her lips were soft, the feel of her pressed against him a delight. This was the sweet and sensual Copper he remembered, the one who could give and take as much as he could.
Then her mouth broke away and she tucked her head into her favorite spot right under his chin. Her arms wrapped around his middle, her fingers still tracing lazy patterns through his fur under his chest piece. She unhooked her knee from his hip and stood against him, letting him support her weight. Modo sighed and rubbed his cheek against the top of her head, taking deep breaths to calm his racing heart.
Copper reluctantly pulled away and smiled up at Modo, straightening her clothing and shaking out her hair. “Um, I should get back in there. Goddess only knows what kind of trouble Lani is getting into alone in there.” She turned to go back inside but Modo caught her hand.
“Now wait a second,” he said. “Wha’ was that all about?”
Copper bit into her lower lip in a most fetching way. Modo growled at the sight of that kiss-plumped lip caught between her teeth. “I’m not sure,” she murmured. With a sigh, she molded herself against him again and nuzzled his collarbone. “I still want you, Modo. But there’s all this shit between us…”
“Yeah,” he said, tilted her face up to look at him. “But we’ll work through it together.” He kissed her gently, reassuring her. Copper smiled against his mouth and playfully licked his nose. Reluctantly breaking away she went around the building to the front, trading a friendly wave with her other waitress, Shuttle, who was just coming on to her shift. She paused by the door, quirking a brow at Modo, who was following her.
“You gonna behave?”
He shrugged, the movement making the muscles in his arm and shoulders ripple. “No promises. You didn’t win.”
“Like fuck I didn’t,” she purred, sending a jolt of pleasure through Modo’s spine. She winked at him and strode into the bar, her hips and tail swishing seductively. Modo growled softly and followed her in, glaring at two males who whistled as Copper walked past. This female was going to be the death of his sanity. But what a way to go…
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See, I am not always mean to Modo!
And I had trouble staging the sparring sequence so if anything sounds weird, that's why. XD
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