This was bullshit.
He, who had done most of the work in the mission gate and had almost single-handedly hauled their asses away from certain death, had not even managed to get a single wink of sleep since he ca out of the gate.
Yet the people that he worked his ass off to protect were enjoying themselves just lying around in a hospital full of beautiful won.
'I should reduce their salaries,' Davies thought with a face full of black lines.
The door to the room suddenly swung open and a black-haired woman wearing a white doctor's overcoat walked in.
She had her hair tied up in a ponytail and enchanting purple eyes that seemingly glowed beneath the lens of the glasses that she wore. Her pink lips looked like sakura flowers in full bloom.
In one word she was "hot."
'... I really need to get admitted into this place,' Davies's attention imdiately turned over to the new arrival.
"Miss Teresa, I'm pretty sure I said that you should not be-… oh," the doctor started speaking imdiately she entered the room and noticed Teresa inside the room, but paused the mont she noticed Davies looking at her with icy, but inquiring eyes.
"Who's this?" she asked, looking at Teresa for answers.
"He's-" Teresa began to try to introduce Davies, but Davies himself cut in.
"Davies Lake… guess I don't need to say I'm handso since you can see it on my face,"
"I'm twenty-two…"
"... and also, their boss," he said with a slight smile, as he pointed behind him with his thumb in Teresa and Tisha's direction.
"I'm Alyssa," the purple-eyed doctor replied as she stretched forth her hand for a handshake,
"Also, why the lengthy introduction? Your na should have done just fine," she continued.
"... though you are handso, and you do look twenty-two-ish,"
"Ah, you'll need it…" Davies said as he grasped her hand.
"For my dical file later," he continued leaving Alyssa quite confused about what he was talking about.
"Though if I knew I'd end up being patched up by a doctor as beautiful as you, I wouldn't have minded coming here for treatnt," he said as he released her hand.
"Excuse ?" Alyssa's brows furrowed in more confusion.
"Ah, sorry I forgot to ntion it, I was in the gate with these… noobs," Davies with a glance towards Teresa.
"Hey! Don't call us noo-" Teresa began, but…
"So, you're injured? Where?" Alyssa's eyes suddenly shone with an over-enthusiastic glint as she rushed to grab Davies and begin examining him.
Davies didn't bother dodging her as he didn't sense a threat from her, and who was he to complain about having a woman touch his body… If possible, he wanted even more.
Unfortunately, this was not the place to allow such a "deep and thorough checkup", so he quickly grasped her hands before they could get to work undressing him and searching for injuries.
"Miss Alyssa, though I feel quite the connection to you even after just eting you, I think it's still a bit too early for you to begin undressing ," Davies said as he drew her closer to his face until their bodies were in contact.
"I'm not undressing you; I'm checking for injuries!" Alyssa replied enthusiastically with an excited glint in her eyes, not seeming to mind the fact that they were in such close contact with each other.
"Sa thing," Davies affird, not shying away from eye contact as he looked her straight in the eye, still holding her hands.
"I'll co back for a check-up tomorrow," he said as he released her hands and move a step back.
"I'll hold you to that," Alyssa said, looking like she wanted to pounce on him and strip off all of his clothing to treat whatever injuries he was hiding beneath his baggy clothes, but she held herself in place.
"Haha," Davies laughed lightly as he began to walk past her towards the door.
"Ok then, I'll be looking forward to it,"
"Oh, before I forget, make sure those guys are all patched up soon, they have a lot of work to do to pay back for working so hard to save them," Davies said without looking back as he walked out of the room, the door closing behind him.
As he began to make his way out of the hospital, he thought back to the beautiful, purple-eyed doctor he had just t with. Honestly speaking, her enthusiasm towards treating his injuries was a bit strange… and scary, but who didn't like a woman being a little freaky. At least things wouldn't be boring.
It didn't take long for Davies to make his way out of the hospital, as he noticed the clock already moving towards the appointed ti.
He was a man on a mission… a mission to get laid.
A few minutes later, Davies was already by the side of the car and quickly opened the door and jumped in at the sa quick pace that he had used to co out of the hospital.
He quickly reached for the start button and pushed it, successfully starting up the car, but in his slight haste, he had also pushed the button that turned on the radio.
Before he could even get to put the car in gear, the voice from the radio made him pause in his tracks,
*[Reports of a black Ventley Conraverse being driven like a crazy maniac on the streets between 5th Avenue and Imperium Hospital Street have been constantly streaming in] *
*[A city-wide hunt has begun to look for the reckless driver who seed to be driving like it was the apocalypse] *
"..." Davies.
[...] Miya.
"They can't do anything to anyway," Davies was the one to break the silence.
[...] Miya still didn't say anything, but Davies could imagine her glaring at him with an "Are you okay in the head?" look.
This would be a troubleso issue for anyone else, but not for Davies, who simply pushed open the door of the car and got back out,
"Inventory," he called, and the familiar black row of boxes appeared in front of his eyes.
He began to scroll through the rows of various items and materials until he ca upon a small, intricately shaped, but peculiar-looking tool.
Davies pulled it out of the inventory and placed it on the hood of the Ventley before double tapping it twice. The tool imdiately attached itself to the car and sent out pulsing blue waves of light that seed to scan the outer body of the car as they ran across the body of the car nurous tis.
After a few seconds, the tool stopped sending the blue waves of light across the outer body of the Ventley and instead, a chanic-sounding voice ca from the object.
[Scanning complete]
[Vehicle type; Ventley Conraverse, confird]
[Generating random color and license plate]
[Randomising complete]
[Generating…]
A white color suddenly spread across the body of the Ventley with the peculiar tool attached to the hood as the starting point of the spreading color.
A few seconds later the car had a new paint job and license number. Davies just went back to sit in the car scoffing to himself.
[You're lucky this is an underground garage]
"Even if it wasn't, so what?" Davies scoffed as he started the car and began to drive.
To be honest, he really didn't need to go through all the trouble as gas weren't subject to the sa type of laws that normal humans were, so he would never end up arrested or anything like that just because he broke a few traffic rules, but he didn't want to get annoyed by anybody right now, otherwise he might find it hard to not kill sobody.
He was so not ready for any bullshit right now, so for their sakes, he decided to rid himself of the annoyance.
He made his way back to the "Way to the 69" restaurant, but this ti he drove like a sane person, and on his way there he made sure to make a reservation for a presidential suite at a nearby hotel, his house was too far away and was currently not suitable for one-night stands.
After a while, he pulled into the restaurant's parking lot while already speaking to… what was her na again?
Anyway, he called her out, picked her up, and headed for the hotel.
*A few minutes later…*
*Bang*
The door of the presidential suite slamd shut behind Davies and Anne who were already kissing, their lips smashed against each other as no romantic or heartfelt words needed to be shared between them.
They were both here for sex… it was nothing more than a one-night thing… at least for now, Davies had no plans for more.
They slowly moved towards the bed while exploring each other's lips, but it was beginning to take a bit too long to reach the bedroom for Davies, so he pulled back from the kiss and hugged Anne's waist, lifted her, and threw her onto his shoulder in one swift movent, his swift movents showing his experience in bedroom matters.
"Aiyaaaa," Anne scread in surprise from being suddenly being carried like a bag of rice over Davies's shoulder, but she didn't say anything to suggest him putting her down and even if she did, he wouldn't have listened.
Davies quickly began moving towards the room, while thinking to himself that he shouldn't have reserved a presidential suite and should have reserved a normal room instead, the damn place was too big.
He quickly found the bedroom and threw open the door, before moving inside and throwing Anne harshly on the bed, but by the squeals of excitent coming from her, he was sure she didn't mind.
They were soon locked into each other's embrace, once again exploring the depths of each other's mouths with their tongues.
It was a true battle of tongue dominance between them, but Anne suddenly began to not be able to keep up due to Davies's hand, sneaking onto various parts of her body and teasing her all over.
"Ahhhhnnnn," Anne moaned in delight and surprise as Davies's hand sneaked into her shirt and grasped and pinched her left nipple.
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