BXBX NOVEL Chapter 80 80 Battles III
Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Battles III
"No," she answered absentmindedly; "What's that? Some kind of alcoholic drink or something?"
Nexus chuckled in the semi dark clearing; "Nothing of the sorts."
He dug his fingers into his combat pants under his tunic, and pulled out the snack wrapped in silver tin foil paper. Monica eyed it suspiciously as he unfolded the wraps- revealing the long strips of beef encased within.
With both hands stretched out to her, he offered her some;
"Go ahead, try it. Just a taste."
"Ni Yang, if you're trying to pull a fast one on me, you won't leave this place with complete limbs. I promise you tha–"
He picked up a lean strip of meat from the foil and tossed it into his mouth;
"See," he said in between chews; "It's all good. Just taste if first, if you don't like it, you can just leave it be."
Still gazing at him unsurely, she wiped her hands clean with a napkin and gingerly picked a piece between her fingers.
She raised it to her lips, parted her teeth, bit into it, and cut out a tiny portion.
As soon as it landed on her tongue, the doubt melted away like snow before spring's sun. The collage of flavors burst in her mouth- like a culinary induced orgasm, sending her into a mild state of shock. She moaned with pleasure as her tongue absorbed the rich beefy flavors.
Even in the dark, her cold eyes flickered into life.
Awed, she turned towards him with sheer joy plastered all over her face;
"Ni Yang! What manner of exotic sorcery is this?!"
Ni Yang (Nexus) laughed softly; "You like it?"
"Like it?" her eyes we were and round; "I love it!"
She quickly wolfed down the remaining strip of jerky in her fingers, greedily munching it, savoring each new burst of flavor, and enjoying it tremendously. She swallowed so fast, Nexus wondered if she had chewed at all.
She turned to him, eyes pleading, and mouth watering. The red head looked like an eight year old who had found the family's candy stash on hallowee. Appetite gripped the corners of her eyes, arresting her jaws, and weakening her resolve.
It was clear as day- she wanted more.
Amusement in his eyes, Nexus looked at her with a smirk on his face- thoroughly enjoying the state of mind he had put her in.
Strangely enough, it felt good- to have her like this, asking for more.
Before his dark thoughts found their way to his eyes, Nexus graciously played the gentleman;
"Here, have some more. . ."
The words were hardly out of his mouth before the red head dove right in. With the precision of someone going ice fishing, her fingers swiftly landed on the silver tin foil. They curled round a lean strip, and retracted back with a quickness- towards her mouth, her lips, and finally, her tongue.
This time, she threw the whole strip in.
Nexus watched with perverse amusement as she closed her eyes and moaned, as she ate his meat. Each bite sent squeezed out a drizzle of the beef jerky's sweet succulent beefy juice- dripping in her mouth, and cascading down her throat. She was ravished by the meal.
Admittedly, Nexus had never seen anyone enjoy anything like this before.
In that moment, he caught a faint glimpse of what this androgynous beauty would be like- in bed. She would be demanding, selfish, insatiable- ravishing.
A thought crossed his mind;
"You know what, since you like it so much, why don't we trade off?" Overtly eyeing her still wrapped up package, he proposed a deal; "You can take ALL my beef, and in exchange, I will have your raisin cakes instead. . ."
Monica's eyes dangerously flung open and tore right into Nexus. The wildness in them was akin to that of a rabid beast;
"Really?" she asked softly, as if she couldn't believe her luck; "You would do that for me- Ni Yang?"
"Of course," he answered sagely; "You seem to be really enjoying youtself. You should have it all."
His answer did not seem to have totally convinced her. Her eyes darted towards the delicious offering in his hands, and back to the ordinary raisin cakes in hers- nodding back and forth, as if she could not understand why anyone would give that up for the other.
"Relax Monica. . ." he took her hand, and gently laid the phone sized package in her palm; ". . .take it, it's fine- I'm giving it to you."
Monica's eyes softened, and for a brief moment, the hardness melted, giving place for something more friendlier- kinder. Nexus' gesture of beef jerky, as simple as it was, stirred something deep within her.
A soft tenderness began to blossom like a budding lotus. She felt its petals unfold, giving off a soft resplendent fragrance of fondness- for Ni Yang. He had sacrificed his food that was fit enough for gods, in exchange for her meagre raisin cakes.
Her heart melted- it was like she was just seeing him for the first time.
He was such a kind soul.
He had come rushing to her during the battle, risking his own neck- for her.
Completely oblivious, sitting besides her on the ground, happily opening the package of raisin cakes, Nexus announced to her hearing;
"I recall seeing a clear stream of water near here. It looked clean enough. So, hopefully in the morning, we can get a long satisfying drink. Unless you're feeling adventurous enough to try it out tonight?"
He winked mischevously.
Monica saw his eyes, and wondered why she hadn't noticed how enticingly black they were- like pools of black water pulling her in, seductively dark, knowing- and. . .
By sheer force of will, she snapped out of the self-dug pit, catching herself before she could begin to spiral. Instinctively, the fiery redhead reverted back to boss-bitch mode;
"Finish your snack and go to bed Ni Yang. . ." She rasped assertively. Somehow, it was now difficult, especially with his delicious meat in her mouth;
". . .I don't want to hear any excuses when I wake you up for your shift. So you better get to stepping right away."
She shot up to her feet- bouncing on her heels in the process.
"I'm going scout the perimeter. You'd better be asleep by the time I get back."
She bolted right ahead, moving further and further away- till she had blended in with the black terrain.
Ignoring her, Nexus heartily munched through half a dozen cups of Monica's raisin cakes.
Under the naked night sky, the framework of his mouth disengaged at his jaws and re-engaged- again and again in crunchy noises, repeating his crushing sounds of him devouring the cheesy snack- like an industrial machine going overtime.
Nexus was so hungry, his dry taste buds didn't even have the moisture to register the taste till after he swallowed the first gulp.
They weren't bad at all.
It was like caked-bread, but with a fuck ton of raisins. The rich fruity taste of dried grapes was so much, that it completely overshadowed the cake itself.