S2 33. Is she making fun of us?

- Is it mandatory to wear camo pattern with you guys? Venla says trying to hide her amusement. 

– What do you mean? Jesse turns to look at her and then Ilari for support. 

– Well. Look at you. 

Both men exchange questioning looks. 

– Huh? 

– Oh nothing, Venla muses and continues to baby talk to Jesse’s dog. Her voice is still so amused there’s no way to hide it. Lucky doesn’t like Venla showing affection to another dog and pushes her. – Come on Lucky. He’s only visiting. 

- Did she just make fun of us? Jesse looks at Ilari.

– She did. Ilari grunts, puts his coffee back to table. – Oh. She did. Someone’s going to pay for it. 

– Really? Venla looks playfully to Ilari, gets too innocent look to be real. 

– Really. 

– As if, she smirks. 

– That’s double trouble now, Sweetie. Careful there.

Venla gives him a diffirent kind of look that makes Jesse little embarrassed.

– Play nice. We are not alone, She says in a tone Jesse isn't used to hear.

- What was that? Jesse questions Ilari when they get out. 

– Just a little game, Ilari grins. 

– Don’t tell me this is some kinky thing? 

– I won’t, Ilari’s grin widens. 

– So it is. Jesse shakes his head. - Damn. 

– Hot damn. Ilari adds. - Hey, how’s your head? 

– Better. It will leave a scar but what the heck. Streetwise credibility upgrade. 

Ilari chuckles and shakes his head. 

– Things junkies do. 

– It came totally unexpected. Should have been more on guard. Next time… 

- Yeah. 

– Iida freaked out for the good, Jesse tells.

– You are still together? 

– Mm. Btw. She wishes you’d keep more contact. 

– She’s my sister, not a friend. Ilari tenses up. - You know I don't socialize with them.

– Dude, really. Jesse sighs. – You are making her pay for all wrongs your old man did. 

– Move on. 

– Ok. Just saying it ain’t fair for her. 

– Jesse. 

– Ok. Ok. I’ll drop it. Jesse kneels to scratch his dog. – So you still need a hand with the house? And they talk about upcoming renovations and what they need to do about it.

Venla’s breath wheezes as Ilari pinns her down to mattress by her throat. Time to pay the price for making fun of the dudes (the excuse for this time, but she knew what she was doing). Venla closes her eyes, concentrate to feel Ilari asserting full dominance over her, his hands, lips everywhere. His hard heavy body over her. 

– Nuh-uh. Ilari pants. – Eyes open. 

Smile curves her lips. Some time back when Ilari found out Venla liked him being rough with her, that’s when the real fun really started and they started this little adventure together. Now he knew excatly when to stop and go softer again. And back to hard hand after that.

 Venla loved every second of it.