By Lady Seraph
Hi everyone well I decided to take the challenge and wrote a
Jubilee/Sabretooth fic. There is some graphic sex in this so that's why
I rated it NC-17. There is also a little swearing, one or two times at
the most.
I want to thank my Beta reader Falstaff for making this comprehensible.
Without him you would be reading gibberish I'm sure :). So thanks Staffy
your a great bloke *Grin*.
So without further adieu on to the story.
Victor Creed opened the front door to the hotel room and
walked inside. His prisoner, one Jubilation Lee, decided
at that moment to be difficult. Victor looked back at her
and grabbed onto her hair. He pulled her inside, ignoring
her cry of pain. Undoing the cuffs that bound her to him,
he quickly snapped them on the bedpost. He made sure
they were secure before going to sit in the chair by the
window.
"You really don't think I'm gonna let ya bring me in, do you,
Creed?"
Victor looked over at Jubilee as she tested the strength of
the cuffs. He smiled.
"Looks to me like you enjoy makin' empty threats, frail.
>From where I sit, you don't have much choice in the matter."
Jubilee yanked against the cuffs violently. She couldn't
believe she'd let Victor Creed capture her. 'That'll teach you
for fallin' for a pretty face, girl,' she thought to herself. "Lotta
ground between here and New York, Creed. Even you have to
sleep sometime."
Creed raised an eyebrow and went back to staring out the
window.
"Not nearly deep enough for you to be able to get by me Lee."
Victor hadn't been able to believe his luck when he'd seen
Jubilation in that bar. The feds had been after her for three
years. She'd made them look real stupid when she'd pulled
off that heist right under their noses. Biggest take in history,
or so he'd heard, and she'd gotten away clean. Until that
night, anyway. Victor was a bounty hunter, one of the best.
The price that bringing in Jubilee would bring would set him
up for life.
He wondered briefly where she might have hid all the money.
Victor looked over at Jubilee thoughtfully. There was more than
one way to get information out of a woman. Maybe if he played
his cards right, she'd tell him what he wanted to know before
he turned her over.
"I wouldn't underestimate me, Creed." Jubilee said eyeing him
with contempt.
Victor continued to watch Jubilee, and she wondered what he
was thinking behind those blue eyes. It was the first thing she'd
noticed when she'd walked into the bar. Eyes like that could
send a woman to heaven, she'd thought then.
'More likely to hell,' she thought to herself with a contemptuous
smile.
Jubilee watched Creed looking at her for a moment in a silent
battle of wills. She wriggled, uncomfortable, as his gaze set
off certain feelings she didn't really want to think about.
"You mind untying me? I've got to go use the bathroom,"
she said after a while.
Creed flashed her a grin, revealing his fangs. "Not a chance
I'm fallin' for that old trick, Lee," he growled softly.
Jubilee spat out an insult, and tugged at the cuffs once again.
She hated being chained by these things. She hated anything
that stood between her and freedom.
"I'm not kiddin', 'less you want one hell of a mess, you'll let me
loose, ya damn heartless son of a bitch."
Victor was across the room faster then Jubilee could blink.
He grabbed her under the chin and forced her head back painfully.
She glared at him, the hate clear in her eyes.
"I'd watch that mouth of yours, frail. They never said nothing
about bringing ya in untouched," he whispered menacingly.
Jubilee stared up at him defiantly and smiled. "Just try it,
Creed. I dare ya."
Victor released her chin, and hit her hard across the face.
The force of the blow sent Jubilee backward across the bed.
She stopped only when the cuffs brought her up short. She
quickly came to her knees and smiled at Victor again.
"Musta hit a nerve there, Creed baby. Want to watch that
temper of yours, though. Wouldn't do to kill me before you
could pick up your reward," Jubilee sneered.
Victor reached across and undid the cuff that held Jubilee to
the bed. "Be quick. If I even think you're trying anything funny,
you'll spend the rest of the trip unconscious," he snarled, stepping
back.
Jubilee got off the bed and brushed past Creed, heading for the
bathroom. At the last moment she changed course, and headed
for the front door. Wrenching it open, she made a dash for freedom.
She almost made it, would have made it with any other person, but
Victor grabbed onto her hair for the second time that day. Pulling
her back inside, he slammed the door shut. Slamming Jubilee up
against the door, he growled, "Did you think I was joking, Lee?
Think I wasn't serious when I said you'd spend the rest of the trip
unconscious?"
Jubilee shook the hair out of her face and glared up at him
through the pain.
"What did you expect me to do, Creed? No way I'm spending
the next twenty years of my life enjoying the government's
hospitality."
Victor looked into her eyes. Blue warred with blue; he felt the jolt
of same awareness that he'd felt last night. Jubilee watched the
ice melt in his eyes as she looked at him. She felt again that
burning fire in her belly that seemed to take hold of her whenever
she looked at him.
She'd gone out with a lot of guys in her twenty-four years. None
of them had affected her like Creed did. He could set her afire just
by looking at her.
Victor slammed her up against the wall once again, smiling at the
pain in her eyes. Leaning down, he took her lips, kissing her
savagely. Jubilee's eyes widened, and then turned smoky with
desire. She returned Victor's savageness with her own. She
brought her legs up and wrapped them around Victor's waist.
Grinding herself against him she was surprised to find that he
already had an erection.
Victor forced her lips apart, and darted his tongue into her mouth.
Releasing her arms, he propped her up against the door. He
quickly reached for her shirt, tearing it to ribbons. Jubilee tore
his own shirt off, and ran her hands up his firm chest.
Victor ran his thumb against one of her hardened nipples and
Jubilee gasped in desire. Breaking the kiss, he breathed in hard.
Looking down at her, he noticed that her eyes were dilated with
desire. He bent his head, and took one of her dusky nipples
between his teeth, biting gently.
Jubilee cried out softly, and ran her fingers into his hair,
holding him against her. He ran his tongue around the nipple
before rasping across it several times. Each time Jubilee
moaned, asking him not to stop. Finally, he reached down
and tore open the clasp of her cutoffs.
She was drowning in sensation. She realised that she'd
wanted this since the moment she'd first met Creed. She
leaned down and bit into his shoulder, drawing blood.
Victor groaned in pleasure as Jubilee licked the drops of
blood from his neck. Jubilee released the hold she had on
his waist and dropped to the ground. Quickly, she let her
pants fall to the floor and undid Victor's own jeans.
She bent, licking softly at one of his flat nipples. Victor
groaned and buried his hands in her hair. Jubilee was drawn
upwards, and Victor captured her mouth with his own once
more.
Their tongues duelled as Victor divested Jubilee and then
himself of the rest of their clothes. Jubilee tore herself away
from his kiss and looked into his eyes.
"Not very professional of you, is it, Creed?" she whispered
huskily.
"This ain't got nothing to do with that, and you know it, Lee.
This' got to do with what we've both been wanting since last
night. Hope you don't think this changes anything," he said as
he thrust into her.
Jubilee gasped as she felt him enter her and closed her eyes.
She felt him start to move within her, and she matched his
rhythm with her own.
"Never thought it would, Creed. Now shut up and just fuck me,"
she gasped against his lips as he bent down to take her mouth
again.
He kissed her savagely, their tongues echoing the action of
their bodies as they searched to find something they couldn't
name. Jubilee could feel herself begin to climax, and she wrapped
her legs around Victor tightly. As she went over the edge, she
screamed in pleasure. Victor grinned at her, and continued
thrusting, bringing her to climax twice more before climaxing
himself.
Victor leaned against the door, trapping Jubilee between it and
him. She relaxed against him, knowing he would hold her up.
Her breathing had slowed somewhat, and she breathed in the
scent of him.
Finally, Victor moved away, lowering Jubilee to the floor.
Jubilee raised one eyebrow and looked towards the bed. Victor
grinned at her, and grabbing her hand pulled her towards the bed.
It didn't matter what came in the morning. Tonight, at least, they
would be together.
THE END
