#10 - Not A Date
Only One Bed
V/Viktor Vector, Val (fem-streetkid-V), Vktor Vector, Fluff, Pining, Flirting
It's the first time, after Jackie's ofrenda, that they wanted to meet as a group. Well, that already doesn't work out as planned, because Misty canceled.
'At least Vince will be there, too... it's not like I'm alone with her...' Viktor leaves the elevator. He had never been at Val's apartment before. They had met mostly at El Coyote Cojo, sometimes just in the back of his clinic, at different diners....
He knocks on her door, the bag of food in his other hand. He can hear music playing quietly. "¡Espera un momento!" Val's muffled voice from the other side. Viktor can't help but grin. He leans one shoulder against the doorframe and waits.
The door opens, Val stands in front of him with a grin. She has no makeup on, looks different to her usual dark purple lipstick. With one hand she pulls down her tank top as if she had just put it on.
Her grin is - as always - catching and Viktor smiles down at her. "V, I don't speak Spanish."
"Me neither." She chuckles and shrugs. "I understand much more than I speak."
Viktor holds up the bag with the take away. "Spaghetti?"
Val's eyes grow wide and with a small joyful squeak, she takes Viktor's other hand in both of her smaller ones and pulls him into her apartment.
Viktor laughs. "Hungry, huh?"
Val lets go of him and pushes the button to close the door. "Pasta is always good!" She says firmly.
"Misty sends her apologies." Viktor looks around her apartment. "She has a migraine."
"Oh, poor thing, I'll write to her right away." Val walks to the couch and picks up her agent from the coffee table. As she leans over, her purple braids, which she has not tied into a bun as she does when she works, fall forward over her shoulders. "Why are ya still standin' around?" She looks up at Viktor. "Get comfy."
Viktor flinches for a second, then walks over to the couch, puts down the food bag, and sits down.
Val frowns as she goes through her messages.
"Everything okay?" Viktor knows her well enough to see that something is bothering her. She shakes her head slightly. "Vince gets here later, he's still at a gig." She puts the agent back on the table and walks around the couch to the storage room.
So they are alone after all. At least for now...
"Beer?" Val's voice snaps Viktor out of his thoughts.
"Eh, sure." Viktor nods, although she cannot see him.
A meow makes Viktor look towards her bed - something he had actually been trying to avoid. The naked cat jumps off the bed, remains sitting in front of it and looks at him suspiciously, while the tip of its tail twitches petulantly.
Val puts the beer on the table. "Just ignore him, he doesn't like strangers." She sits down opposite Viktor and grabs a box with food out of the bag. "So, if Vince is late - more pasta for me." She grins.
As she leans forward, Viktor can't help it, his gaze falls on her cleavage. She wears, as always, no bra and her pierced nipples outline through the top.
Viktor has seen Val only in panties already after the Delamain cab dropped her and Takemura off, when Misty helped him take off her suit, he cleaned and bandaged her wounds. But he had been so focused then that he hadn't paid attention to her body - not in that way.
She leans back on the couch and opens her takeout box, clearly happy. Viktor reaches for a beer. "You okay?" Val asks with her mouth full. She slurps up a couple of spaghetti that was hanging out of her mouth. "You're so quiet." She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
Viktor takes a sip to buy himself some time. Then he puts the bottle down. "Sure," he says without looking at her and takes a takeout box as well. "Long, busy day."
"Hmm..." Val humms, as if she was thinking. As she swallows the next bite of pasta, she reaches for her beer. Viktor's gaze is on her mouth as she takes a few sips. Her pout mouth. He glances down at his food so she doesn't catch him staring at her.
"I've been thinking, now that I've finally paid off my debt ..." She threads some spaghetti on her fork. "Next, I need Mantis Blades."
A low chuckle from Viktor. "You need?" He looks at her with raised eyebrows.
Val nods eagerly as she puts the fork into her mouth. After she has swallowed, she continues. "And a better cyberdeck. Somethin' with lots of ram and slots."
Viktor nods as while chewing. "I'll get you one," he says, after swallowing.
"Nova." Val puts another way-too-large bite into her mouth and looks around as if she's thinking. After swallowing, she points at Viktor with her fork. "Bet you know what else I need."
"Hmm..." Viktor hums his mouth full, eyes her. "Matching the new cyberdeck some RAM update, Memory Boost..." Val nods her head while chewing.
"Detoxifier... or maybe at least a basic Cataresist until you can afford better."
Val swallows. "I also want some tendons or ankles." She lifts her bare feet and wiggles her toes.
Viktor laughs and shakes his head. "V, I'm eatin'." But he doesn't really sound bothered - it's hard for him to be annoyed by Val.
She pouts and lowers her legs again. "They are clean - I just showered." She looks at him with big puppy eyes.
Viktor sighs, pushing aside the pictures of Val in the shower. "Anyway - that'd be pretty expensive."
Val finished before him, puts the empty box on the table.
"Don't tell me you're going to eat more." Viktor asks with amusement, eyebrows raised, fork halfway to his mouth, as Val looks down at the bag which still contains Vince's serving.
"Hmm..." She takes her beer and leans back. "Maybe later." She grins at Viktor and takes a sip. Then she reaches for her agent again. Viktor watches her while he eats the last bites of spaghetti.
"I texted Vince that if he isn't here soon, I'll eat his pasta." She grins widely as she leans forward to place the agent back on the coffee table.
"You've got..." Viktor points at her mouth.
"Sauce?" Val asks, and he nods. "Wanna lick it off?" She winks at him with a smirk and Viktor chokes on his food, but Val is already reaching over to grab a napkin. As she looks up again and sees his expression, she laughs out loud. "Oh, come on, Vik. You're way to easy to tease."
"You can't do this to an old man, V." He takes a sip of his beer and shakes his head, avoiding her gaze.
"Your not that old, Vik." Val giggles and Viktor puts down his empty takeout box.
"Did ya bring the movie?" That was one reason for the meeting. Val and Vince wanted to see Viktor boxing.
Viktor takes a shard out of his pocket. "Don't wanna wait for Vince?"
Val looks at her agent - no new messages. "When he comes, we can watch it again." She takes the last sip of beer and stands up. "Turn it on." She gestures to the TV behind Viktor and then goes into the storage room to get two new bottles of beer.
Viktor slots in the shard and stands up to go around the coffee table and sit on the other side so he can see the TV.
Val sits down next to him. He had not hesitated when Vince had asked if there were records from Viktor's active days. But watching them now, alone with Val, in her apartment, made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Viktor says nothing, sipping his beer from time to time and watching Val out of the corner of his eye, who is watching the TV.
"I have to admit, you were pretty hot, Vik." She looks over at him with a cheeky grin.
"Yeah, well..." He shrugs. "It's been a while." He takes a sip.
Val giggles, and Viktor looks over at her. "What's so funny?"
She looks back at the TV. "You underestimate yourself, Vik."
He does not know what to say in response. Does she mean... No, she can't mean that.
"Oh, that's a cool move!" She suddenly says enthusiastically and points to the TV.
Viktor, torn from his thoughts, looks at the screen. "What?"
Val rewinds. "This."
Viktor chuckles low, her enthusiasm is adorable.
"Show me!" She looks over at Viktor, who looks at her in disbelief. "What?"
Val pauses the movie. "Show me!" Val says again and jumps up. She takes his hand, which is not holding a beer bottle and pulls on it. Well, if he didn't want to, she wouldn't have a chance to move him even an inch. "Come on." She looks at him with big green puppy eyes again.
Viktor sighs and stands up.
"Yes!" Val rejoices like a child at her triumph.
Viktor explains, showing her the positions. Val looks concentrated and tries to follow his instructions exactly. They stand opposite each other in the middle of her apartment. Nibbles lies on the desk chair and watches with annoyance.
"Okay, hands up like this." Val mirrows his position. "...okay and now your feet perpendicular to your shins and..." Viktor points to Val's feet.
"Wait, what?" She looks down with a puzzled expression on her face. "You can't explain that even more complicated, can you?"
Viktor chuckles. He has to admit that she looks cute, totally confused.
"Hey, you're makin' fun of me." Val looks up at him and Viktor shakes his head, chuckling.
"Yes, you are!" She walks up to him and punches him playfully in the chest.
Val's agent on the coffee table beeps and she turns away from Viktor to check the message.
Viktor sighs with relief and sits down on the couch again.
"It's Vince..." Val sits down next to him, closer than before. Probably unintentionally, because she didn't even look where he was sitting, her eyes still on the message. "He's still on his gig." She sighs and puts the agent aside. "He'll not come anymore - it's getting too late."
Viktor frowns a little. He had hoped that Vince would come over. Now it was clear that he would spend the rest of the evening alone with Val. This almost feels like a date now - even though he knew she'd never call it that, even if it was a date.
They finish watching the shard, Val asks a few questions now and then, but most of the time it's quiet. She sits so close to him, he can feel her radiant body heat.
When the recording is over, both have emptied their second beer. Val reaches for the empty bottles on the table. "Another one?"
"Sure." Viktor nods and stands up to put his shard back in his pocket before sitting down again. She thrust a drink into his hand and sits down beside him. "So, what to watch now?"
"Whatever you want." Viktor says and opens his beer.
"We could watch my old movies." She winks at him with a naughty grin.
Viktor almost chokes on his beer. "Your..." he coughs and Val laughs. "Your BDs?" He looks at her in disbelief.
Val shakes her head, giggling. "Why not?" Viktor notices how he blushes slightly and Val notices it too. "Oh, Vik - it's not porn."
He avoids her eyes. "Still... I... no..." he stuttered.
Val pats his shoulder with a giggle. "Okay, okay. Calm down." She turns on the TV and browses through the channels.
They stick with some action movie. Val has been leaning against his shoulder since a few minutes now, her legs pulled up on the couch.
Viktor doesn't pay much attention to the movie. He is busy convincing himself that it doesn't matter that she is cuddling up to him. Val is a very flirty and handsy person. She used to cuddle with Jackie as well.
She hasn't said anything for some time and her breathing is calm and steady.
"Don't fall asleep on me, kid." He can't help but grin.
"Vik..." She actually sounds a little sleepy. "If ya don't stop callin' me kid, I'll start callin' you daddy."
Viktor only swallows. His mind's going places and his thoughts straight to his dick. He can feel himself blushing. When he says nothing, Val looks up at him. He clenches his jaw and avoids her gaze, looking at the screen.
"Oh, you're blushing." She giggles. "Guess you'd like that, huh?"
He still looks straight ahead stubbornly. "Leave it alone, V."
She giggles and kisses him on the cheek. "You're adorable, Vik." She leans against him again.
His cheek feels as if it has caught fire where her lips have just touched it.
"Just teasing a lil'. You know that." She shifts a little to make herself more comfortable.
Viktor puts his arm around her. "Yeah, I know..." He knows it very well. She enjoys teasing him, testing his reactions. But that's it.
As if a pretty young woman like her would want anything from him. Anything more than just a friend or a shoulder to lean on. She could have anyone - and she has anyone she wants, Viktor knows that very well.
When the movie ends, Val yawns heavily as she sits up.
"I should leave and let you get some sleep." Viktor says and stands up.
"Hmm..." Val looks up at him with tired eyes. "It's late, you don't have to drive all the way home." Val looks at the empty beer bottles on the coffee table. "And you drank."
"Oh, I didn't drink that much." Viktor also looks at the bottles to avoid her gaze.
"Vik, come on." She stands up and looks at him with raised eyebrows.
"Okay, okay." Viktor looks around. "I'll take the couch."
Val sighs as she turns off the TV. "That's preposterous. First - you are way too big for the couch. Second - we are adults, we can share a bed."
Viktor sighs and nods, still without looking at her. He capitulates - he knows arguing with Val is useless.
Adults... Yes, he always says that he's an old man. But sharing a bed with this woman. He feels more like a fucking teenager. Viktor swallows hard while taking off his shoes.
'At least Vince will be there, too... it's not like I'm alone with her...' Viktor leaves the elevator. He had never been at Val's apartment before. They had met mostly at El Coyote Cojo, sometimes just in the back of his clinic, at different diners....
He knocks on her door, the bag of food in his other hand. He can hear music playing quietly. "¡Espera un momento!" Val's muffled voice from the other side. Viktor can't help but grin. He leans one shoulder against the doorframe and waits.
The door opens, Val stands in front of him with a grin. She has no makeup on, looks different to her usual dark purple lipstick. With one hand she pulls down her tank top as if she had just put it on.
Her grin is - as always - catching and Viktor smiles down at her. "V, I don't speak Spanish."
"Me neither." She chuckles and shrugs. "I understand much more than I speak."
Viktor holds up the bag with the take away. "Spaghetti?"
Val's eyes grow wide and with a small joyful squeak, she takes Viktor's other hand in both of her smaller ones and pulls him into her apartment.
Viktor laughs. "Hungry, huh?"
Val lets go of him and pushes the button to close the door. "Pasta is always good!" She says firmly.
"Misty sends her apologies." Viktor looks around her apartment. "She has a migraine."
"Oh, poor thing, I'll write to her right away." Val walks to the couch and picks up her agent from the coffee table. As she leans over, her purple braids, which she has not tied into a bun as she does when she works, fall forward over her shoulders. "Why are ya still standin' around?" She looks up at Viktor. "Get comfy."
Viktor flinches for a second, then walks over to the couch, puts down the food bag, and sits down.
Val frowns as she goes through her messages.
"Everything okay?" Viktor knows her well enough to see that something is bothering her. She shakes her head slightly. "Vince gets here later, he's still at a gig." She puts the agent back on the table and walks around the couch to the storage room.
So they are alone after all. At least for now...
"Beer?" Val's voice snaps Viktor out of his thoughts.
"Eh, sure." Viktor nods, although she cannot see him.
A meow makes Viktor look towards her bed - something he had actually been trying to avoid. The naked cat jumps off the bed, remains sitting in front of it and looks at him suspiciously, while the tip of its tail twitches petulantly.
Val puts the beer on the table. "Just ignore him, he doesn't like strangers." She sits down opposite Viktor and grabs a box with food out of the bag. "So, if Vince is late - more pasta for me." She grins.
As she leans forward, Viktor can't help it, his gaze falls on her cleavage. She wears, as always, no bra and her pierced nipples outline through the top.
Viktor has seen Val only in panties already after the Delamain cab dropped her and Takemura off, when Misty helped him take off her suit, he cleaned and bandaged her wounds. But he had been so focused then that he hadn't paid attention to her body - not in that way.
She leans back on the couch and opens her takeout box, clearly happy. Viktor reaches for a beer. "You okay?" Val asks with her mouth full. She slurps up a couple of spaghetti that was hanging out of her mouth. "You're so quiet." She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
Viktor takes a sip to buy himself some time. Then he puts the bottle down. "Sure," he says without looking at her and takes a takeout box as well. "Long, busy day."
"Hmm..." Val humms, as if she was thinking. As she swallows the next bite of pasta, she reaches for her beer. Viktor's gaze is on her mouth as she takes a few sips. Her pout mouth. He glances down at his food so she doesn't catch him staring at her.
"I've been thinking, now that I've finally paid off my debt ..." She threads some spaghetti on her fork. "Next, I need Mantis Blades."
A low chuckle from Viktor. "You need?" He looks at her with raised eyebrows.
Val nods eagerly as she puts the fork into her mouth. After she has swallowed, she continues. "And a better cyberdeck. Somethin' with lots of ram and slots."
Viktor nods as while chewing. "I'll get you one," he says, after swallowing.
"Nova." Val puts another way-too-large bite into her mouth and looks around as if she's thinking. After swallowing, she points at Viktor with her fork. "Bet you know what else I need."
"Hmm..." Viktor hums his mouth full, eyes her. "Matching the new cyberdeck some RAM update, Memory Boost..." Val nods her head while chewing.
"Detoxifier... or maybe at least a basic Cataresist until you can afford better."
Val swallows. "I also want some tendons or ankles." She lifts her bare feet and wiggles her toes.
Viktor laughs and shakes his head. "V, I'm eatin'." But he doesn't really sound bothered - it's hard for him to be annoyed by Val.
She pouts and lowers her legs again. "They are clean - I just showered." She looks at him with big puppy eyes.
Viktor sighs, pushing aside the pictures of Val in the shower. "Anyway - that'd be pretty expensive."
Val finished before him, puts the empty box on the table.
"Don't tell me you're going to eat more." Viktor asks with amusement, eyebrows raised, fork halfway to his mouth, as Val looks down at the bag which still contains Vince's serving.
"Hmm..." She takes her beer and leans back. "Maybe later." She grins at Viktor and takes a sip. Then she reaches for her agent again. Viktor watches her while he eats the last bites of spaghetti.
"I texted Vince that if he isn't here soon, I'll eat his pasta." She grins widely as she leans forward to place the agent back on the coffee table.
"You've got..." Viktor points at her mouth.
"Sauce?" Val asks, and he nods. "Wanna lick it off?" She winks at him with a smirk and Viktor chokes on his food, but Val is already reaching over to grab a napkin. As she looks up again and sees his expression, she laughs out loud. "Oh, come on, Vik. You're way to easy to tease."
"You can't do this to an old man, V." He takes a sip of his beer and shakes his head, avoiding her gaze.
"Your not that old, Vik." Val giggles and Viktor puts down his empty takeout box.
"Did ya bring the movie?" That was one reason for the meeting. Val and Vince wanted to see Viktor boxing.
Viktor takes a shard out of his pocket. "Don't wanna wait for Vince?"
Val looks at her agent - no new messages. "When he comes, we can watch it again." She takes the last sip of beer and stands up. "Turn it on." She gestures to the TV behind Viktor and then goes into the storage room to get two new bottles of beer.
Viktor slots in the shard and stands up to go around the coffee table and sit on the other side so he can see the TV.
Val sits down next to him. He had not hesitated when Vince had asked if there were records from Viktor's active days. But watching them now, alone with Val, in her apartment, made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Viktor says nothing, sipping his beer from time to time and watching Val out of the corner of his eye, who is watching the TV.
"I have to admit, you were pretty hot, Vik." She looks over at him with a cheeky grin.
"Yeah, well..." He shrugs. "It's been a while." He takes a sip.
Val giggles, and Viktor looks over at her. "What's so funny?"
She looks back at the TV. "You underestimate yourself, Vik."
He does not know what to say in response. Does she mean... No, she can't mean that.
"Oh, that's a cool move!" She suddenly says enthusiastically and points to the TV.
Viktor, torn from his thoughts, looks at the screen. "What?"
Val rewinds. "This."
Viktor chuckles low, her enthusiasm is adorable.
"Show me!" She looks over at Viktor, who looks at her in disbelief. "What?"
Val pauses the movie. "Show me!" Val says again and jumps up. She takes his hand, which is not holding a beer bottle and pulls on it. Well, if he didn't want to, she wouldn't have a chance to move him even an inch. "Come on." She looks at him with big green puppy eyes again.
Viktor sighs and stands up.
"Yes!" Val rejoices like a child at her triumph.
Viktor explains, showing her the positions. Val looks concentrated and tries to follow his instructions exactly. They stand opposite each other in the middle of her apartment. Nibbles lies on the desk chair and watches with annoyance.
"Okay, hands up like this." Val mirrows his position. "...okay and now your feet perpendicular to your shins and..." Viktor points to Val's feet.
"Wait, what?" She looks down with a puzzled expression on her face. "You can't explain that even more complicated, can you?"
Viktor chuckles. He has to admit that she looks cute, totally confused.
"Hey, you're makin' fun of me." Val looks up at him and Viktor shakes his head, chuckling.
"Yes, you are!" She walks up to him and punches him playfully in the chest.
Val's agent on the coffee table beeps and she turns away from Viktor to check the message.
Viktor sighs with relief and sits down on the couch again.
"It's Vince..." Val sits down next to him, closer than before. Probably unintentionally, because she didn't even look where he was sitting, her eyes still on the message. "He's still on his gig." She sighs and puts the agent aside. "He'll not come anymore - it's getting too late."
Viktor frowns a little. He had hoped that Vince would come over. Now it was clear that he would spend the rest of the evening alone with Val. This almost feels like a date now - even though he knew she'd never call it that, even if it was a date.
They finish watching the shard, Val asks a few questions now and then, but most of the time it's quiet. She sits so close to him, he can feel her radiant body heat.
When the recording is over, both have emptied their second beer. Val reaches for the empty bottles on the table. "Another one?"
"Sure." Viktor nods and stands up to put his shard back in his pocket before sitting down again. She thrust a drink into his hand and sits down beside him. "So, what to watch now?"
"Whatever you want." Viktor says and opens his beer.
"We could watch my old movies." She winks at him with a naughty grin.
Viktor almost chokes on his beer. "Your..." he coughs and Val laughs. "Your BDs?" He looks at her in disbelief.
Val shakes her head, giggling. "Why not?" Viktor notices how he blushes slightly and Val notices it too. "Oh, Vik - it's not porn."
He avoids her eyes. "Still... I... no..." he stuttered.
Val pats his shoulder with a giggle. "Okay, okay. Calm down." She turns on the TV and browses through the channels.
They stick with some action movie. Val has been leaning against his shoulder since a few minutes now, her legs pulled up on the couch.
Viktor doesn't pay much attention to the movie. He is busy convincing himself that it doesn't matter that she is cuddling up to him. Val is a very flirty and handsy person. She used to cuddle with Jackie as well.
She hasn't said anything for some time and her breathing is calm and steady.
"Don't fall asleep on me, kid." He can't help but grin.
"Vik..." She actually sounds a little sleepy. "If ya don't stop callin' me kid, I'll start callin' you daddy."
Viktor only swallows. His mind's going places and his thoughts straight to his dick. He can feel himself blushing. When he says nothing, Val looks up at him. He clenches his jaw and avoids her gaze, looking at the screen.
"Oh, you're blushing." She giggles. "Guess you'd like that, huh?"
He still looks straight ahead stubbornly. "Leave it alone, V."
She giggles and kisses him on the cheek. "You're adorable, Vik." She leans against him again.
His cheek feels as if it has caught fire where her lips have just touched it.
"Just teasing a lil'. You know that." She shifts a little to make herself more comfortable.
Viktor puts his arm around her. "Yeah, I know..." He knows it very well. She enjoys teasing him, testing his reactions. But that's it.
As if a pretty young woman like her would want anything from him. Anything more than just a friend or a shoulder to lean on. She could have anyone - and she has anyone she wants, Viktor knows that very well.
When the movie ends, Val yawns heavily as she sits up.
"I should leave and let you get some sleep." Viktor says and stands up.
"Hmm..." Val looks up at him with tired eyes. "It's late, you don't have to drive all the way home." Val looks at the empty beer bottles on the coffee table. "And you drank."
"Oh, I didn't drink that much." Viktor also looks at the bottles to avoid her gaze.
"Vik, come on." She stands up and looks at him with raised eyebrows.
"Okay, okay." Viktor looks around. "I'll take the couch."
Val sighs as she turns off the TV. "That's preposterous. First - you are way too big for the couch. Second - we are adults, we can share a bed."
Viktor sighs and nods, still without looking at her. He capitulates - he knows arguing with Val is useless.
Adults... Yes, he always says that he's an old man. But sharing a bed with this woman. He feels more like a fucking teenager. Viktor swallows hard while taking off his shoes.
Daily Prompt:
April 10 - sitchOnly one bed
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