Consequences
#4 of Life of Luke
After his failed attempt to hurt Luke, Thump deals with Amanda's anger.
Things weren't looking so great for Thump right now. The gator had been told to go rough up his bosses ex and his new squeeze, but she'd failed to mention the runt's new boyfriend was a dragon. Now, here he was, laid up in the hospital with a concussion. Overall, not a good way to start the job. But now he knew. He knew how strong the boyfriend was, and would be ready next time. Amanda wasn't the type to drop a grudge, after all. Even though he'd been handed his scaly ass on camera, she'd want him to see this through.
Brought out of his own mind by a knock on the door, he looks up to see Amanda standing in the doorway, wearing a long overcoat, buttoned to the neck. He already knew what was coming when she shut the door behind her. The coat falls, leaving her in a thigh-length skirt, knee-high boots and a dress shirt buttoned once and tied at the bottom. It was what she'd been wearing when they met.
Her hips sway as she moves over to him, pulling his blanket aside and hiking up his hospital gown. Next, his boxers are slid down, his cock springing up, hard from anticipation. Amanda straddles his lap, nothing on under that skirt, as his tip is now telling him. With a smirk, she takes him in to the hilt.
"So...saw that video...looked rough. Hope you're not...ngh...hurt too badly." She taunts him a bit, bouncing lightly on his cock, her walls hot and tight around the large member.
"I've been through worse. Could have told me that runt's new guy was a dragon. Went in totally unprepared." He grabs her hips, slamming up into her, making her grunt and moan. A smirk crosses his lips, his finger pushing into her pucker, making her wince and shiver. Her top is opened swiftly, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly as she rides him, rocking on his hips and arching her back.
Thump was a bit surprised, honestly. Usually she yelled at him and threw things at his head, but she was riding his cock even though he failed. Since he knew she wasn't the kindest person, that meant only one thing...she was doing it because she was horny, not because she wasn't mad. He wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth though. It had been months since he felt her around him.
The way she was riding him, he didn't last very long. Since he was also still recovering, his stamina wasn't great. With a low growl, he fills her up, his cum spurting out around his cock. Sighing, Amanda slips off of him, fixing her clothes. Now that she could think clearly, he knew the anger was about to pop. And he was right. A few seconds after she'd righted her clothes, a fist slams into his chest. Not enough to hurt him, but enough for him to notice.
"Now that we have that out of the way...do you really think you're the only one who works for me? Get it done, or I'll send someone who can...and they'll be dealing with you in the process." Her hand connects with his cockhead, making him wince, then she pulls her coat on and leaves without another word. Fixing his boxers and hospital gown, he wonder show he gets into these messes.
Fighting a dragon isn't an easy thing, so maybe he could break the two up. That would do more damage to the runt than any physical strike ever could. And he knew just how to do it, too. Granted, Amanda would probably be furious, but he didn't care. She wasn't the one facing hell if this didn't work. He'd also flip on her in a heartbeat. Treating people like dirt earns no loyalty, after all. He'd only stayed because of the money and the random sex.
For now, any plans he had would need to wait until he got out of the hospital. He had no intention of leaving early and risking another shot like that. He needed time to recover. Time that would hopefully make the two lovebirds think he'd given up. Anyone else would have after a beating like that.