Who: Eva & Lefty Where: Lefty's Pub & Eva's place When: Wednesday Evening
The veteran former leader, former Cyberman, poured a drink and passed it to a customer, skillfully with one hand. The place was crowded as normal, there were no slow nights at Lefty’s. That night a few of the older members were sharing stories after one of the younger boys tried to belittle Marcus. The new generation thought he was a wannabe poser who could hack the chrome. No respect. Those who’d been around long enough to watch Lefty’s rise to power- the only real leader the Cybermen ever actually had- they still respected the man. Chrome or no. Even though they tended to talk about Lefty as if he were dead or a different person than he was.
“There weren’t fifty guys, Tak. It was ten at da most.” Marcus corrected his old friend. “But ya, I had no backup. Maybe ‘cause somebody,” He looked over at one of the other men. “Bailed on me last minute.” The other man held up a hand as if to say ‘my bad’.
As the stories progressed and the night wore on, Lefty noticed a dark-haired figure at the end of the bar. “Can I get you a refill?” He asked, seeing someone else made sure she’d been served.
Eva knew all the stories. Her dad and uncles use to tell them all the time around this time. In truth, Eva had always had a crush on Marcus. Even without the chrome. He used to have power. Knew how shit was running within the Cybermen.
But she never approached, least not until she was ready. When she was established herself and she was. She’d made a name for herself and now she was at Lefty's bar. Watching the man come over and ask if she'd needed a refill, she lifted her head up and smirked.
“Hey, baby,” she replied as she rested her chin on her palm. Eyes blue as ice but it was very clear they were both cybernetic.
Her chrome wasn’t as obvious as others, but he’d seen what she could do with it and it was always impressive. He’d known Eva for a while. Her family before the Cybermen became a thing. Some claim that the McMillans and the McCallisters were the first two to join together and establish what would be the Cybermen. They went back a long way. But she’d been a kid lost his life. Though he had to admit, she was definitely not a kid any longer.
Marcus shook his head with a small laugh. “Y’know there’s plenty a’boys around who's more you're speed.” He said, filling her drink. Oh, he knew what she drank, he knew the normal order of ninety percent of the room.
Evan smirked. Shaking her head. “Why would I want a boy, when I have my eye on a man,” she said with a smirk as she took her drink. Fingers coming to run along his fingers for the moment.
“Come on, Marcus. Don't make me beg. I'm very good at it.” she said as she pulled away from his hand and moved to sip at her drink.
Eva was also aware of the boys looking at her, as well as some of the Vets who whispered amongst one another once Eva started showing an intense interest in Marcus.
“I don’ doubt that.” Marcus chuckled, he moved away to serve another drink. He saw to his customers as the night went on, refilling Eva as needed. Eventually, closing time hit and the place cleared out.
As he pulled some glasses off the bar he glanced over to see Eva sitting there still. “Ya missed last call love.” He said as one of his employees started to clear off the tables.
“I don’t think so.” She said as she had drunk and watched the bar slowly decrease in size. Once his workers moved to clean off the table, Eva came to sit up on the counter, kicking one leg out when Marcus tried to pass and soon doing the same behind him. Trapping him between her legs.
That smirk played over her features as she came to bring her leg behind him and pull him in between her legs. Full lips licked at as she came to watch him closely. “You really going to make me beg, Marcus.” She said as she wrapped her other leg behind his as she leaned back on her elbows on the counter.
It was clear Eva had no shame or filter when it came to things or people she wanted and right now her sights were set on Marcus.
One of the boys let out a whistle which was quickly stifled as Marcus shot him a look. “Darlin’ I got nothin ya want.” He told her, a hand placed on her leg. She was quite beautiful, he had to admit. But he was half the man he used to be. “Why’d yet you're eyes on a has-been like me anyhow?”
“Baby, you’re a legend. Nothin’ has been about.” She said as she pulled him by his shirt as she smirked at him for the moment. “Always had a crush on ya since I was a wee little thing.” She replied as she brushed her hair from her face as she leaned back up and let her nose brush against his for the moment.
There was a chuckle from one of the guys and Lefty raises his prosthetic and pointed the hook to the door. “Out. Jus’ get outta here ‘fore I fire them’ lot o’ya.” As one of the guys started to protest he looked up with a glare. “And you're comin’ in early ta finish cleanin’ up the place.” A few ‘yes, Lefty’s later and the two of them were alone.
Marcus looked down at Eva, smoothing his flannel shirt. “Ya should be heading off too.” He said. “‘Fore ya do something ya regret.”
“I have no regrets.” she replied as she came to lick up his nose, but she made sure to lick up his lips as well.”Stop fighting this.” she said in his ear softly as she came to focus on him once more.
Her legs still wrapped around his waist as she held him in place for the moment.
“Yet.” His nose wrinkled slightly as he wiped at it slightly. “Y’really want a man broken and damaged as me love?” Marcus asked, looking at her. While the color matched, it was clear only one of his eyes were ‘alive’. The other seemed to stare blankly- probably because that’s all it could do… being fake and all.
Eva was very aware of Marcus eye, and his hooked hand. Yet, it didn’t bother her in truth. So when he asked if she was certain she smirked. Pulling him closer to her as her lips nearly brushed against his. “I’m sure.” She replied as she pressed her lips against his to ensure him how certain she was in all this.
He tried to recall the last time he’d been kissed. A year? More? Lefty tended to put himself into his work to keep his mind off what he didn’t have. Didn’t help when a group of cyber chicks came in and snickers at him when he didn’t notice. Only girls he’d been able to score were mundanes or girls convinced to lead him on, only to drop him- set up by the younger generation. Part of him wondered if Eva would stoop that low. Still, he felt a hand moving to her face as she kissed him.
Little boys played little games. Eva wasn’t a little kid. And when she wanted something, she went for it. That something right now being Marcus. Despite not having chrome, he was a legend in his own right, and people tended to forget that. Just like they tended to forget she was a McCallister, which usually meant not to fuck with.
So, when she felt his hand come to the side of her face she smirked. Bringing her teeth to lightly bite at his lower lips before pulling away. “Come home with me.” Is all she said as she pushed her hips into his while she had him still trapped between her legs.
“Ms. McCallister, that is a bad idea.” Marcus said, his hand running down from her cheek to her shoulder. He was old enough to be her father. What was he doing?
“Mr. McMillan if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were scared of coming home with little ol’ me.” She said teasingly. Watching as his hand came down her cheek and shoulder. But her hand came to take his as she brought his fingers to her lips, as she lightly and teasingly suckled on the tip of his middle finger.
Marcus sighed and shook his head. “It’s y’r disappointment.” He didn’t know what she was expecting out of him, but whatever it was he was out of practice, and not as skilled as he used to be. “Now get ya ass off my bar.”
“I’ll be back tomorrow.” Is all she said as she came to let her legs go of him and her frame came to jump off the counter. “Dream of me.” She said with a wink before she made her way out the bar. One thing was certain, she wasn’t going to stop.
A bit amused, he tilted his head. “So, ya not looking for company then?” He asked as he moved behind the bar. Tapping a few buttons on the tablet he sticks a black credstick in the computer and then dropped it into a safe hidden behind a false wall. Grabbing his jacket from the hook he pulled a card from his wallet and move to the door. As he exited he saw her standing there still. He ran the card over the IDent scanner and slipped it into his pocket. No cyber meant no chip. He was purely analog.
She had a smirk on her features as she came to follow behind him. Grabbing her own jacket as she moved up beside him easily. “Of course I want ya company, baby.. Where do you plan on taking me?” She asked as she slipped her jacket on and came to glance at him from time to time.
He slid his jacket over his arm and draped the other side over his shoulder. “Not much open this time a night, ya did mention you're the place?” Marcus asked, knowing it was probably a stupid, stupid idea.
That smirk was even brighter now she nodded. “Just up the way.” She replied since she didn’t live far from the Bar, not to mention her shop was in the same area. So it was a win-win situation for her. “Gives us more privacy anyways.” She added as she came to take his hand in his and walk. Was this a stupid idea? Maybe, but it was still happening.
Once they arrived at her place and she let him in, he glanced around, had they gone to his home, they would be met with his brother- the more age-appropriate McMillan- and privacy would be out the window. But what she was looking for, he wasn’t sure he could really give her. “Nice place.” Small talk, that worked right? He shrugged his jacket off and pulled it off his arm. Reaching to his shoulder he rubbed it slightly. Prosthetics have come a long way. Replacement limbs that looked like real ones. Limbs connected into the brain for fluid movement. But those few whose bodies rejected the implants… the tech was very outdated. So Marcus has to deal with a heavy apparatus that pulled and caused his back and shoulders to ache… but his choices were limited.
Once inside her place and her things were off to the side, she watched Marcus look around and soon remove his jacket. Eva smirked as she came towards him and stopped inches away as she stared up at the man. Without warning or wasting time, she had pulled him down into a kiss as her arms wrapped around his neck.
The force of her against him caught him off guard. Before he’d be able to go with it, no problem. Now, however, his left leg was weaker and while the brace he wore beneath his pants allowed him to walk like normal, in this case, it had them crashing back to the couch. Thank for the couch and not the floor. Strike one. He thought as he slipped his hand onto her waist to brace her.
Her lips were soft and sweet. “Sorry.” He said, moving his left arm so his prosthetic was out of her way- the fall had her almost sitting on it. “Caught me off guard- wasn't’ ready for ya.”
Eva was laughing a bit at this point. “Well hopefully from now on you'll know to always be ready for me,” she said as she came to sit up on him. Her fingers running over his chest for the moment as she pressed her hands flat on his chest.
The feel of her hips lightly grinding against his was felt next as she came to lean back down. Lips brushing against his before fully pressing her mouth to his, as the feel of her tongue was felt lapping over his. Along with little moans that escaped her here and there.
They were just making out, that was all. Or so he told himself. What harm could it do? Marcus’ hand rested on her waist as their lips tussled. “Mmm.” He reacted to her movements- even though his older body would be slow to physically respond. His hand threatened to explore, but he resisted.
When she heard him respond to her grounding on him she smirked, letting her teeth slightly nip at the tip of his tongue as she came to pull away, brushing her hair from her face as she licked at her lips. To others, Marcus might have been damaged goods, but Eva looked past his missing chrome and saw the man he used to be. The power he had. And Eva was attracted to power.
Her hand coming to her shirt to remove it and toss it to the side as she came back to kiss at his neck and nip at his skin, making sure to leave red marks along his neck and jawline.
“Eva.” He said as she undressed for him. The power he once had was dwindling every day as the older generation grew older and died. The kids didn’t respect what came before- though Lefty couldn’t blame him. He would have been the same were he in their shoes. Still, he knew her father, respected the man- the man who was only a few year older than him.
His eyes couldn’t help but linger on her chest before she leaned over. She was a beauty, he was a man, he couldn’t deny that. He found his hand moving up her side, temptation calling him.
She didn’t say anything when he called her name, instead, she continued to grind into him, letting her lips trail along his jawline. That is until her lips came to his mouth as she kissed him once more. One hand resting on the couch beside his head while the other hand came between her legs and his, as she stroked at his cock over his jeans.
Moans escaping her lips as she pressed her hips harder against him with her hand still rubbing against his cock.
Lefty reached between them, his fingers wrapping around her wrist. “You’re gorgeous.” He told her as he felt his body start to respond to her coaxing. “But you know wherever you’re going, nothing can come of this.” However far she pushed things, it would be a one time thing. Else she risked making herself a pariah like him.
Her hand came to grab at his wrist and pull his hand over his head as she smiled down at him. “I'm sure, I can change your mind.” She said softly as her hands came to undo his pants, her lips kissing his on and off. “Now. shush.” She said teasingly as she undid his jeans, leaving the flaps opened as her hand slipped into his jeans, pulling his cock out as she came to grind against him more easily.
The skirt she wore, was lifted, which allowed his exposed cock to feel how silky her panties felt against him.
A small whimper of pleasure escaped him as his length grew at her touch, slower than when he was younger but just as hard. As his fingers finally risked running over the fabric of her bra, cupping her robust breast in his hand he knew he was getting himself into trouble. Well, he wouldn’t be a cyberman if he didn’t do trouble, right?
When he cupped at her breast, she smirked. Pulling her hand at her back as she unclipped her bra and let it slip off her hands, as her large breast were freed. “I’m not going to break, Marcus. You can touch me.” She said in a soft breath as she felt how hard he was getting. Her skirt already up to her hips, as she shifted her panties off to the side.
Her slick folds would already rub against his head and shaft as she smeared her juices all along him.
It had been a long time since he’d a woman that close to him. He leaned up and took one of her breasts into his mouth, tongue pressing against her hard nipple. Oh, as he felt her warmth so close to his length, he found himself ready. Oh, he was lost in her. The moment she unzipped his fly he was hers that night.
When she felt his mouth come to her nipple she couldn’t help but moan loudly for him to hear. Her opening teasing and rubbing at his head as she came to lean forward a bit and soon allowed his cock to push into her slick folds, the feel of her walls tightening around his hard shaft was soon felt, as she couldn’t help but lean back and moan out in pleasure, as her hips lifted and lowered bouncing slightly on his cock. “Fuck…:”
Marcus felt a groan of pleasure slip from his chest as he laid back against the couch, the feeling of someone other than himself paying attention to him was intense. He didn’t realize he was a man walking the desert without water till he found it. Time between them passed as he may have been older, he still had his stamina. While he never fully undressed, they did change positions a couple times until he finally had too much of a good thing and he pulled out to let his load out over her beautiful tits.
Time didn’t factor between them, as she felt her body build up a nice sweat. From between switching positions, she felt her body giving in more and more to his. Her moans filled her apartment as she came to feel her juices spill out of her when pulled out and let his seed spill over her tits.
Her hands came over her tits to spread his seed all over her nipples before she came to lick at her fingers. “Fuck, you taste good.”
He thanked Christ he hadn’t upgraded any of his organs to lose them as he fought to catch his breath. Marcus let out a small laugh and smile at her comment as he tucked himself away and did his pants back up. “I’m glad ya like gorgeous.” She was, he couldn’t lie. He reached for his jacket, grabbing it with his hook as he watched her. His shoulders were screaming at him and so was his knee he needed a shot of meds and a long soak.
Eva had already come to a stand, as she removed her skirt and panties, leaving herself completely naked as she watched him grab at his jacket. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Marcus.” Is all she said as she moved off towards her shower to wash off.