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Dalton felt triumphant as he kissed her, feeling her submit to him. He felt her pull away, and refrained from biting his lip in frustration. But then he relaxed a bit, since she wasn't going to leave. He took her hand, pulling her towards his family's living quarters. He led her into his room, shutting the door behind them. He ignored the empty bottles of alcohol laying around and the shattered glass. He turned her towards him and gently pressed her down onto the bed, his arms on either side of her. He started to kiss her again, pressing one hand against her stomach. He  ;waist. He bent over her, cupping behind her neck with his other hand, holding her in place as he kissed her. Desire drove his kisses to be stronger, as he allowed himself to give in to his lust. He felt her skin beneath his hands, smiling into the kisses as he forgot everything he had been going over in his head before he had drunk each bottle. He nuzzled her neck, tenderly kissing along her throat, all the way down to her feet. He accidentally ripped her clothes while taking them off, but just tossed them away carelessly, since they were only acting as barriers between him and her. If she wanted him to slow down or stop, he ignored it, letting his desire taking the reins.

In the morning, Dalton got up from the bed, stretching tiredly. Maya was still asleep, curled up under the covers. She had hickies all over, and he bit back a smirk as he went into the bathroom to take a shower. He liked marking up his girls, leaving them a reminder of him and their night. She'd definitely have to cover up well if she didn't want anyone asking questions. She'd have to wear something of his when she would leave his room, since her clothes were torn up from the other night. He liked to give a challenge, since anyone would definitely know those clothes weren't hers. He finished his shower, putting on a pair of pants and going out into the bedroom. He glanced over at her as she woke up, drying his hair with a towel. Droplets of water glittered his bare chest, dripping from his damp hair. He started to put on his guard's uniform, figuring she'd make her own way out. He glanced over at her as he finished, dropping the towel onto the ground. He'd clean up the messy room later.

"You're not expecting payment, are you?" he asked, looking over at her, his gaze serious, but bored.

Tagged: Maya Vie

Dalton smirked, wrapping an arm around her waist. He pressed his lips against hers, his mouth tasting like the alcohol he had been drinking. He ignored her question, pressing her back against the wall, a hand beside her head resting on the wall. He kissed her roughly, determined to make her his for the night. His stubble grazed her chin as he kissed her, his eyes closing as his thoughts left him.

Tagged: Maya Vie

Dalton held her gaze, relieved when she took a step towards him. He could see caution in her gaze, but maybe he could get past that. He knew she was smart and a good person, far too innocent in Dalton's opinion. But he wasn't going to look for anyone else. It seemed to only be just the two of them.

"Can't sleep," he said smoothly, but his gaze went distant for a moment as his thoughts went to something else. He focused back on Maya, glad she didn't explain what was going on with her. He didn't want to think. He was trying to keep himself from thinking too much.

He reached out slowly and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. He felt impatient, because he hated when he had to take it slowly so he didn't scare the girl way. It was so much easier when he didn't need to do any of that.

Tagged: Maya Vie

Dalton was lying on top of his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He stared boredly up at it, trying to get his racing thoughts together. He sat up with a huff, and threw the bottle he had been holding with as much force as he could to the wall. It shattered satisfyingly, leaving a stain on the wall from its contents.

He stood up, stalking out of the room. He needed a distraction from his racing mind. Maybe a walk would help? He took the flask from his pocket, taking a long pull from it until his mind felt fuzzy. His gaze was a bit hazy as he walked down the hall, and he shoved his hands into his pockets, scowling. He smirked as he saw someone he recognized, and he slowed down as he approached her.

"Can't sleep?" he asked, giving her a charming smirk. Dalton tended to be a ladies' man, able to take any girl he desired into bed with him. None of them could resist his charms, drunk or not. Maya might be a bit of a challenge, and though he was looking for an easy distraction, he hadn't seen anyone else still awake this late at night. He stopped a few feet away from her, and rested an arm against the wall, leaning against it as he watched her. 

Tagged: Maya Vie

Dalton glanced over at him as they walked, not expecting him to be so relieved. Nothing bad would have happened to him walking around here, other than accidentally going into a restricted area. But wasting time wandering around the halls, going in the direction you didn't want to, would be irritating and stressful.

He shrugged, rolling his shoulders. "There's no need for it," he told him in his smooth voice, about saving them at the dropship. "I was following orders." He nodded at the boy's explanation, and he let his suspicion fade into the background. Still there, as it always was, but not evident.

"It is," he agreed. "It will take time to memorize every hall you walk. You will be able to find your way around here eventually," he assured him. He was being polite, much like the boy was. He didn't seem to be someone who would get on Dalton's nerves easily.

"I'm Dalton," he told him. He noted the boy's name, so he would be able to put a name to a face the next time he saw him. "How are you liking it here so far, Monty?" he asked him, leading him down the hallways.

Tagged: Monty