"Have you completely lost your Ninja mind? How many fucking screws are you missing in that head of yours, huh? This isn't some game, you know? Do you have any idea how serious this whole mess is?!"
Hunter's voice echoed throughout the house. Aliyah was positive that anyone within a hundred miles radius could hear the dispute, but she didn't flinch. If anything she glared harder at the thunder Ninja before her, her hands clenching into fists at her sides.
"I, of all people, know the seriousness of this situation!" she snapped. "Don't belittle me because you think it'll get me to listen to you. I was fine, I would've been fine if you hadn't -"
"You would've been torn to pieces if I hadn't intervened," Hunter interrupted. "Cam says that was the strongest monster that Lothor had to offer us, and you just ran in completely blind. We have a plan -"
"Your plan sucked!" Aliyah snapped. "It put us all in danger."
"It opened him up for an attack."
"It screwed us over! Left us vulnerable."
"It would've worked..."
"It would've failed!"
Hunter growled as she continued to counteract his every step, which only fueled his already blazing fury. His jaw clenched at her words. His breath was shaky but not from fear or panic, but from fury. The fact that Aliyah didn't care about her own safety was enough to set him off.
"I don't need saving every single battle, Bradley," Aliyah snapped, cutting him off. "I'm not defenseless. I'm not fragile. I can fend for myself. I've never asked for help, least of all yours, and I don't expect nor need you to come to my rescue every time Lothor attacks, I am perfectly capable of surviving on my own."
Hunter smirked, almost mockingly. He shook his head and turned to leave, mumbling, "Yeah, I'd like to see you prove that," as he walked away.
Aliyah seethed angrily through her teeth. She could feel her blood pounding in her ears and her heart hammering hard against her chest. She was well aware that the adrenaline wasn't running from fear but rather from the anger that was flushing through her system. She'd prove to him that she wasn't a damsel in distress.
With the speed of a cheetah, Aliyah threw herself at Hunter, kicking him in the back and knocking him into the front door. He landed against it, his hands splayed out in front of him, catching himself before he could do any damage. He looked back at Aliyah, his lips curling into a snarl.
Aliyah smirked and cocked her head to the side. She wanted him to get angry, angry enough to come at her, angry enough that he would want to fight her, she knew that he was halfway there, but she was determined to push him that little bit further.
"Revenge has always been beneath me," Aliyah said, walking closer. "But then accidents do happen." She grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down as she brought her knee up, colliding it with his stomach.
Hunter gasped and slid to the floor with a thud. He growled and glared up at Aliyah.
"Come on, fight back!" Aliyah yelled.
Normally, Hunter wasn't afraid to use force or violence against Aliyah. Normally he was all for fighting with her. Ever since their first encounter he had enjoyed pushing her buttons and watching her lose control, even before he had known she was a Power Ranger and they were just arguing with strangers.
As she aimed a kick for his head, Hunter grabbed Aliyah's ankle and pulled it forward, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto her back. He hovered over her, pinning her hands above her head by her wrists.
"Don't do this," Hunter warned. "Don't take on more than you can handle."
Aliyah scoffed. "Handle? Dude, I could handle you blindfolded," she quipped. She dug her knee into his left side, and swiftly reversed their positions so that she was hovering over him. She straddled his waist, pressing her thighs into his waist and holding his arms down. She leaned forward, their faces centimeters apart.
Hunter pressed his lips together; his breathing hitched and came out in strained huffs as he struggled beneath her.
"Does heroism do something for your testosterone or are you just a bigger egomaniac than I thought?" Aliyah teased. "Admit it, Thunder Boy, you hate knowing that there is someone out there that doesn't need you to be their knight in crimson spandex."
Hunter growled deeply. His fingers digging into the back of her legs. He hoisted her up and rose from the floor quickly. Aliyah gasped as her back collided with the hard surface of the front door, although a smirk quickly crept onto her lips as the pain subsided. She felt Hunter stiffen at the contact of her body against his.
"You don't need protection, huh?" Hunter asked.
Aliyah smirked at the edge in his voice. "No," she answered, defiantly.
"Then brace yourself... because you just stepped into no man's land. It's every man for himself out here."
"Bring it," Aliyah challenged. "We'll see who comes out -" before she could even finish her sentence Aliyah yelped as Hunter grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head to the side, assaulting her neck with kisses. She retaliated by wrapping her legs around his hips and grinding them into hers roughly
A fight between Aliyah and Hunter was never simple or conventional; they always fought against one another for dominance, always wanting to test the other to see who had the stability to withstand the pleasure mixed with the pain.
Cupping Hunter's jaw in her hands, Aliyah pulled him in for a searing kiss. His plump lips worked against hers as his hands groped her butt. Aliyah sank her teeth into his bottom lip, tugging roughly, and then sucked it into her mouth. In retaliation, Hunter snaked his hands under her shirt and run them up her back, peeling off the useless garment. He dropped it to the floor and let go, resting her carefully against the wall and then reached behind his neck, pulling his own shirt above his head, tossing it aside.
Aliyah's eyes lingered over his figure. His jeans hung low on his hips; the elastic of his boxers taunted her silently from peaking above the denim. Aliyah reached out and dipped her finger under the band, pulling it back and smirking as it hit his skin with a 'snap'. Hunter narrowed his eyes and pinned her against the door frame, a dark smile playing on his lips as he unbuttoned the already loose fitting shorts; he set her down and allowed the garment to pool around her feet.
Grabbing the back of her neck, Hunter pulled her lips back to his and kissed down her jaw to her chest, has his fingers unsnapped the clasp of her bra. Aliyah closed her eyes and whimpered pathetically, knowing that she'd lost the fight and surrendered beneath his touch. She felt his lips curve into a smile as he kissed back up to her lips. He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers, their gazes never wavering.
"It's not over," Aliyah panted, twisting her fingers through the loops on his jeans and pulling him towards her. She grinned as he grabbed her hips, lifted her into the again and pulled her hard against him, raising her up ever so slightly so that she hovered over him, their foreheads touching and lips meters away from one another. Trailing her hands across his hips, Aliyah unbuttoned his jeans and traced her tongue across her teeth as she unzipped his pants.
Hunter breathed in sharply, his gaze flickering between her lips and her eyes. Aliyah grinned and leaned forward, her lips molding along his jaw to his ear, lightly sucking and biting at his lobe. She smirked as Hunter tightened his grip on her, his breathing coming in sharp gasps. "Aliyah," he moaned.
Pushing his jeans down his thighs, Hunter stepped out of them as they pooled around his ankles. Still holding her up, he eased the last of the unnecessary material away from his hips. Aliyah bit her lower lip and grinned at him.
Grabbing the hem of her panties, Hunter tore them away and then pulled her to him, capturing her lips in a fiery kiss. Aliyah groaned at the harshness behind the kiss and dug her heels into his back as he positioned himself at her entrance. They both sighed in relief at the feeling of him filling her to the hilt.
Aliyah rolled her hips to meet each of his thrusts and reached behind him to rake her nails down his shoulders leaving red welts against his tanned skin. Her back arched into his chest, as he dipped his lips to the crook of her neck, his teeth scraping against her collarbone.
Hunter could feel her heart beating vigorously against her chest, and she felt his pulsating through his tongue as he sucked at the sensitive skin of her neck. His motions were becoming ragged as he thrust into her repeatedly. Aliyah felt her core tightening around him as he throbbed inside her, almost begging for release.
"Hunter..." Aliyah panted, her head bent low over his shoulder.
"Look at me," Hunter said.
Aliyah lifted her head, wrapped her hands behind his neck and pressed her forehead against his so that their gazes locked perfectly. Her lips parted and Hunter reached forward, kissing her passionately as he spilled all that he had to offer inside her, sending her completely over the edge with him.
"That- That was, uhh..." Aliyah panted as she regained her breath.
Hunter slipped from inside her but his arms remained around body, holding her to him. "The best you've ever had?" he asked.
"Don't flatter yourself, Bradley."
"I don't need too. You do it for me."
Aliyah rolled her eyes and pulled away from him. She quickly collected her clothes from the floor and pulled them back on, pulling her jeans up her legs and buttoning them as she looked up at him. The look on his face caused her to roll her eyes. She knew what was coming.
"Where are you going?" Hunter asked.
"Where do you think?" Aliyah asked. "The others should be back at Ninja Ops. I want to check in and make sure they're alright, and let them know we haven't killed each other yet."
Hunter growled. "Why do you do that?" he asked.
"Make thing seem more complicated than they already are?"
"A one-time thing we agreed," Aliyah said. "This has been, what? Fourth?"
"Who cares whether it's a one-time thing or a reoccurrence?" Hunter asked. "I enjoy it, and so do you, don't deny it."
Aliyah shook her head. "And when things become a reoccurrence they grow stale," she said, pulling on her shoes. "I don't want stale, Bradley, I want hot, I want passionate. Which is why I don't linger after we've finished. I don't want to give the impression that I am looking for an intimacy." She grabbed her jacket from the floor, threw it around her shoulders and headed for the door. "I'll see you around, Bradley. Maybe next time when the opportunity strikes."
She hadn't even made it to the door when Hunter's voice stopped her in her tracks. It wasn't the fact that he had called out to her, or rather that he had spoken to her, but what had stopped her was the words that had come from his mouth. Turning slowly around, Aliyah leveled him with a look. "What did you just say?" she asked.
"I love you."
Hunter watched as a confliction of emotions washed across Aliyah's face. Anger, confusion, fear, uncertainty, but she never spoke instead she took an uneasy step backward, away from him. She then spun away, ripped open the door and took off before he had a chance to stop her.
Hunter sighed and rested against the counter. He had opened himself up to rejection. Over the course of the last few months, he had fallen head over heels in love with Aliyah, and he honestly thought she had done the same.
Meanwhile, outside, Aliyah leaned against the wall, her eyes closed. She really didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay, wanted to him to grab her and pin her against the wall, to kiss her and tell her that he wasn't going to let her get away. But she couldn't deal with the raging feelings she was developing for the blonde idiot.
Friends with benefits. That's all it was. No strings. No feelings. Just sex. Hot, steamy, unadulterated sex. At least that what Aliyah had told herself.
She couldn't deal with getting attached, not again, not after the last time. The last intimate relationship she had been in had left her broken, almost beyond repair, which was why she had been determined to never enter one again.
She couldn't allow feelings to get in the way. It was easier for both parties.
Unfortunately, she already had.
This story was only meant to be four chapters long. Which is why I am ending it here.
The sexual tension that littered Hunter and Aliyah's relationship was always meant to be the main focus, and what would happen if that tension came to blows. Well, here is what I felt needed to happen to these two characters to make things OK between them.
Also, yes, I did mean to leave it on a sort of cliffhanger as I don't think Aliyah would be the most open to admitting she actually 'loved' Hunter. Part of me wants to think that she would, but the part of me that loves her stubbornness knows that she won't. That being said, Hunter isn't exactly one to give up.
Who knows, maybe if I decide to write a sequel we'll get to see Aliyah utter the three words that terrify the life out of her.
Until then, review, favourites and alert, they are all very welcome.