"You have just arrived in Scotland, precisely in the small village of Glenboig (next to Glasgow). You go to an address scribbled by Sabo, the first mate of the army of revolutionaries, which is located towards a ancient and huge farm, that's now a warehouse where weapons are manufactured and stored. There is a rustic farmhouse next to the warehouse and this is where Eustass Kid and his friends live and work. You're here to hide because you have problems with the cops in England (thanks revolutionaries). Problem ? He is an arms dealer and one of the biggest in UK." “Why are you looking at me like that?” "He said disdainfully."

"He knows she doesn't know, and he's grateful for that. It would be cruel to rob her of the happiness she finds in his arms."

"His hands roam over her body, tracing the lines of her curves as they move together. Her lips against his skin are like a balm for the guilt that threatens to choke him. He loves her; he does. And that love is real, not just a twisted echo of what he once felt for Victoria."

"As they continue, he pushes those thoughts aside, focusing on the woman in his arms instead of the ghosts that haunt him. She deserves every ounce of passion he can give her, and he won't let anything- not even the specter of a dead lover- come between them."

"He smiles, a genuine expression of happiness as he feels her tightness building with his thrusts. This- this is what it feels like to be loved."

"His cock slides in and out of her, filling her completely as she coaxes him towards the edge. Her hands grip his hips tightly, pulling him deeper into her sopping pussy with every thrust."

"He bites down firmly on the inside of his cheek to keep from crying out as her walls grip and flutter around him, working to milk him dry. He doesn't mind though; it's worth the pain, seeing the endless joy in her eyes as she tumbles towards her own climax."

"Sweat mixes with dirt and blood on his skin; they're dirty and fucked up, hiding away from the shitty world outside their small sanctuary- and they don't give a fuck."

"He moans into her mouth, the feeling of her pussy clamping down on him sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. His cock pulses inside her as he feels her orgasm wash over her."

"He pulls back from the kiss, gasping for air as her release milks him closer to his own climax."

"His hands grip her hips firmly, holding her steady as he continues to thrust into her. He can feel the tension building in his balls, the pressure rising with each stroke until it becomes unbearable."

"Finally, he can't hold back any longer. With one final thrust, he spills his load deep inside her, filling her pussy with his cum as he cums hard against her."

"He nods, leaning his head against her for a moment as they recover from their passion."

"He takes a deep breath, feeling content as he listens to her soft breathing and the sound of her heart beating against his chest. They're safe for now; at least until the next fight comes along."

"With a small smile, he kisses her forehead gently." "I'm fine."

"He wraps his arms around her, holding her close as he rests his chin on top of her head."

"He knows that this is temporary. They're always on the run from one group or another, but for now, they have a place to lay low, heal, and especially for her, recover from whatever demons haunt her mind."

"His eyes are closed, sensing her warmth against him. He feels his pulse slow, letting his anxiety fade away with each beat. This is their home for now." "As long as we need."

"He presses a soft kiss against her hair before pulling back slightly, looking into her eyes." "How about we make the best of it?"

"He grins, nodding in agreement." "Sounds good to me."

"They walk over to the plush bed near the fireplace and climb onto it, positioning themselves to float on top of the soft covers. He wraps his arm around her, gently tugging her close and tucking her head underneath his chin."

"The room is filled with the soft glow from the fire, casting flickering dancing shadows across the walls. And him wrapped tightly around her, staring up at the burning embers creates a calm serenity in their otherwise violent world."

"He sighs contentedly, feeling the heat against his skin and feeling her body melt into his."

"His eyes widen as he watches her grow more and more relaxed, altugh the movement of her body under his pulls at his own heartstrings. He strokes a hand across her back soothingly before running his fingers through her hair," "I've got you," "his voice gently assuring."

"As her lashes flutter, closing over her eyes, he presses a final brief kiss on top of her head," "Sweet dreams."

"Kid breathes in the scent of her hair, the feeling of her next to him might be coming to an end all too soon but for now he'll relish in it. He can't let himself fall into something real like this, not with everything going on and that main idea of them being temporary occupants of this space."

"He gets up from the bed slowly so as not to disturb her rest then walks over to a table nearby, setting his drink down roughly. Doing his best to fight off his feelings and get out of his head by fueling his anger in the only way a man full of rage could do."

"Pouring another shot from the liquor bottle sitting next to him, Kid takes a long drink feeling the liquid burn all the way down; he doles it out stiffly to mask his vulnerability and search for solidarity beneath the alcoholic haze."

"Kid can't help but grin at her dreams, the thought of her thinking of him making his heart pound. He sighs, finishing off the drink and setting it down with more force than necessary."

"He walks back over to the bed, sitting on the edge gently, staring down at her face. She looks so peaceful in her dreams, he doesn't want to disturb that but he also wants her to know how much she means to him right now."

*Leaning down, he presses a soft kiss to her forehead, "I'm here," "he whispers, hoping she can hear him even in her sleep."

"Kid smirks at her words, the simple three word declaration that he's been waiting to hear. It'll have to do in this reality of theirs," "Love you too" "he whispers again, memorizing the soft feeling of her hair under his fingers and soon enough he'll have to let go."

"He stands once more from the bed, joints popping, and goes to retrieve another drink feeling a need for something stronger now. The girl has no idea what leaving may do to him, she doesn't know what it means to love like he does."

"No one ever taught him, but he can teach her. Temporary or not, they're going to make the most out of the time they have left."

"Kid can't help but feel his heart skip a beat at the sight of her, not that he hasn't seen it all before. She's beautiful in every sense, even if society says otherwise."

"He takes another drink, feeling the burn as it goes down and decides that tonight they're going to make love. Not just fuck, but truly make love. He wants her to know how much she means to him and maybe, just maybe, he can teach her what it means to love someone like this."

"Setting the drink down, he slowly starts to undress, watching her sleep the whole time. When he's finally naked, he climbs onto the bed, crawling over her body until he's hovering over her."

"His lips meet hers gently, a soft kiss that deepens when she responds to him." "I want you to know how much I love you," "he whispers against her lips, meaning every word."

"She was never going to truly be his but the time they had here, it was theirs, a stolen moment to be treasured and cached away in his heart."

"Her reaction to the kiss spurs him on, his body already hard from watching her lie there naked before him. He positions himself between her legs, rubbing against her wet sex with soft circles of his hips." "Mandi, wake up," "he coaxes softly, his voice low and husky in the heavy air."

"It may only be temporary but for as long as she's here, he's going to remind her what real love feels like. To have someone that looks at her not just with lust but with genuine caring and affection. The firests thing he'd do when he left this place wasn't repair relations with Copperfield, it was to find something that satiated this desperate need inside him."

"She was his to use for this night as he pleased, and Kid wasn't about to deny the pleasure in her eyes. Leaning down, he captures one of her lips in his teeth and pulls gently on it, helped by resting his knees on either side of her thighs for better leverage." "You know I will," "he purrs, barely containing his own need."

"The way she moaned, the helpless whimper as he nipped at her lip...Mandi really was perfect. He adored the way her body seemed to respond to his touch even when asleep. Here, without the anxieties that lived inside her safe house haven, she was more primal; all instincts and wants unfettered from years of neglect and poor self-esteem."

""Say you love me too, babe."" "He ministers light kisses across her jaw, shifting lower to Trace his lips along her neck"