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[For Medusa] Unlikely Partnership

It hadn't been that long ago since he found Medusa. For whatever reason, she had been held in that lab he investigated, and he could tell she was trouble. Why go through so much effort to restrict her after all? But with guns pointed his way, there was no choice but to release her.

After much blood left thanks to their combined efforts, they had managed to escape, fleeing to a hotel. He sat across from her, staring as she seemed so relaxed.

"So...you never quite explained what you are."

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Medusa hadn't expected him to let her go. She knew eventually she would escape that lab, all part of her plan. But she hadn't expected Hei to be her savior. Still, she knew better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. Medusa let him release her, and used her magic to help them escape.

...in a most macabre and bloody fashion.

Medusa sat with one leg crossed over the other and wiped some of the blood from her fingers as delicately as one might dry their hands of water. Her golden eyes flicked up to Hei as he spoke and she chuckled softly.

"You released me not knowing what I am? Some might consider that foolish," she teased. "I'll put it simply: I'm a Witch. They thought they could use my magic to their purposes."

She tilted a brow as she looked at him again. "And what precisely were you doing there? I doubt you were on some mission to rescue a damsel."

...Great, he may have fucked up. Then again, it'd be worse if the Syndicate could harness her power. Lesser of two evils he guessed, given how she easily dispatched their opposition. He had to be careful. Then again, she could have just killed him earlier too.

"Not like I had a choice, given the odds," he replied. "I was there for my own purposes to stop their plans. Seems I did, for the most part anyway."

Medusa nodded slowly and tossed the bloody rag haphazardly into the garbage and leaned back, listening to Hei. She nodded slowly and a slow smile broke across her face.

"Oh I'm sure they had plans beyond what pertained to me," she chuckled.

Medusa tussled her blonde locks before standing slowly. "I suppose I should thank you somehow, but I'm rather pressed to get my revenge on those fools who captured me."

"I wouldn't recommend that," he spoke, taking notice of that smile. "As it stands, they are always prepared for a full on offensive. And since they know what you are capable of, they'll take steps to capture you again."

Various Contractors no doubt, or even devices like the one used on him a while back. Either way, they would find some kind of method of stopping her.

There was the faintest flicker of displeasure on her face. Mostly because he was right. She knew they'd be ready for her with anti-Witch devices, ready to trap her again.

"What do you suggest then? Surely you don't think I'm just going to take their treatment of me lying down," there was a hint of a growl to her voice.

"As it stands, they are a thorn in my side as well. Helping you might be dangerous, but they are even worse with how they control the world. So..." He sighed, knowing he may regret this. "So I propose a partnership."

Medusa turned to face him more fully, crossing her arms before her chest and evaluating him.

"You want to make a deal with a Witch? You are indeed foolhardy aren't you?" She smirked. "I'll admit you have skills, but why should I trust you? What guarantee have I that you won't turn on me to save your own skin?"

Because that's precisely what she could, and most likely would, do to him.

She didn't know the half of it. Making risky moves like this would be seen by any other Contractor as stupid, unless they had the upper hand.

"Because I'm in a similar situation," he spoke. "You have the power to kill me now, and I'm not running. Besides, it's either that, or we both live on the run to eventually be captured or killed."

Medusa chuckled softly. "Well, you're foolhardy but you're not stupid, I'll give you that."

Medusa sat down across from him again, letting her golden eyes flick up and down along his form to further evaluate.

"Very well then. We'll work together until the enemy is out of our hair," Medusa tilted her head a little. "So then, what do I call my new partner?"

At least that seemed to go well. Hopefully she would not be as he thought she was. Somehow he doubted that.

"Hei. And you?"

Medusa smiled, trying to evaluate whether or not he was lying. But no, it was true. As far as she could tell anyway.

"Medusa Gorgon," she replied. "So then, you know it takes a certain act to seal a deal with a Witch, do you not?"

She left the suggestion open-ended and vague, wondering what he might think to expect.

"Considering the lack of witches I find, I haven't the faintest idea."

A few guesses in his mind related to blood or the like.

"You're not afraid? Hmm...kind of takes the fun out of it," Medusa sighed, feigning disappointment. "But rules are rules."

Medusa stood again and crossed the floor to him. She leaned down and closed her lips over his, claiming his lower lip between her own. There was a slight tingling of her magic that passed between their lips. Medusa let her fangs brush over his lower lip, making a shallow slice to draw a little blood forth. There was a slight pleasure from tasting his blood that surged through her body. Her fangs then made a narrow cut in her own tongue, offering her blood to him to finalize their deal.

...Damn it, he hated when he was right. He flinched back, hand covering his mouth, all with a glare.

"Are you serious with this!?" he growled.

Medusa's head reared back as she crowed with laughter. She stepped back and grinned at him.

"Rules are rules, every deal needs sealing," she grinned. "Besides, don't act like you didn't enjoy it."

He glared at her. "It's becoming abundantly clear why they sealed you up."

Medusa laughed again at that, and if Hei looked close enough he would see the tattoos on her arms shudder a bit - as though the inked-on snakes were also laughing.

"You think so?" She teased. Of course he hadn't seen anything yet.

His eyes caught the moving tattoos. She really was far different from others in this world. His life seemed to be comprised of failure and bad choices. Just had to take down the Syndicate. That's what he kept telling himself.

"Whatever, are we done here?"

Medusa chuckled at his annoyance. Oh, this was going to be fun.

"I suppose, but how do you suggest we proceed? Surely you have some plan of attack, do you not?"

"For now, we need intel. But I need rest, so I suggest you stay on your own bed."

Medusa chuckled and gave a snap of her fingers. Making the black jumpsuit she wore disappear in a puff of black smoke and morph into a thin black silk nightgown.

"I'll resist the temptation, if you think you can that is."

He made a face before turning around, already laying down. "I think I can."

He might need a bit more stimulation...

Medusa waited, letting him get settled in his bed. Thinking he was safe. A flick of her wrist and she disappeared only to reappear in the bed beside him, stretching out and arching her body into his.

"On the other hand, there's an appeal to this bed...it seems so very comfortable..."

He growls, glaring at her. At this point, his temper was just getting worse. "I suggest you leave, or else."

Medusa smirked, his threat only prompted her to move in all the closer.

"That's just cute enough to almost be a threat," she teased. "Or else what, pray tell?"

...this really wasn't his day. His glare did not falter. "What is it with you? Do you just like pressing buttons?"

"Very much so," that was the simplest answer anyway. Medusa rubbed over his side and reached around to rub over his crotch. "And I think you enjoy it too..."

He suddenly turned around, hands wrapped around her throat. It would have been easy to end this now, though her words kept ringing in his head, as did the touch before. "I don't like being touched."

Medusa grunted slightly when Hei turned over and pinned her so quickly. But she smirked, enjoying how tight he had her and the dominance he exerted overt her. Still, Medusa rubbed her palm over his cock. Undeterred. "Don't you? I think you do..."

He sighed, growling. As it stood, she still technically had an advantage, allowing this to happen. But the touch against his length was troubling too....damn it.

"No biting, or I will knock you out."

Medusa smirked, showing off the pair of sharp fangs that she sported. "Don't threaten me with a good time," she teased, struggling against the pressure of his hands at her throat. Wanting to tip him over and claim topping rights. But the struggle for it was the best part, and Medusa had a feeling he wouldn't give up his dominance so easily.

She gave a sharp tug at his pants, wanting then looser so that she could slide her hand into them and more directly tease his cock.

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