Angels With Dirty Faces
V
He watched the colour fade from her, he held her while she cried, feeling every tremble and tremor of her broken body,
“What about work Kev? They won’t have me back! I won’t be able to get on to the bloody boat! That’s it I’m done for!”
“No, you’re not love!” Her mum cooed “You’ll get through this, it just takes time”
“Mum!” She wailed “I can’t even get in to my own home!”
“I’ll carry you on to the sodding boat!” Kevin interrupted “Or set you up a tent on the dock”
She laughed,
“And work?”
“they’re holding your position until your ready to come back love, there’s a temp for the time being, they’ll have you back as soon as you’re ready”
--
After a quiet night, the station began to empty, the night shift made way for the day,
“Go on then go and ask her” George dared “If she’s your bloody bit go and ask her!”
“Why do I need to prove it?”
“Cause three bloody weeks ago you two were at logger heads with each other and she couldn’t wait to get away from you!”
“It’s risky! You know how guv feels about relationships on station!”
“Who said he’s gonna find out?”
Kevin rolled his eyes and sighed, he jogged over to Scarlett’s car, he leant on the roof casually,
“D’ya fancy coming back to mine?”
She raised her eyebrows at him,
“to do what?”
She smirked, her voice curious,
“Well we can drop our stuff back and pop to the café, then go and have a kip I suppose, we’re both back on tonight so what do you say?”
She folded her arms walking round to him,
“It’s a bit risky Kev, I’ve got no clean uniform or anything to sleep in”
“I’ve got washer and clothes you can sleep in love”
“Fine” she sighed, drawing Kev’s face to flush “I’ll follow you”
She looked over at George, winking at him as she got in to her little red ford, he laughed and whooped loudly
“Go on Kev!”
Kevin blushed violently from his Honda, papping his horn as he pulled away.
“You coming out of there or not”
He goaded through the bathroom door,
“Kev I look ridiculous!”
“It doesn’t matter we’re going to bloody sleep” He laughed as he heard her grumble, she cracked the door open and stepped out, Kevin whistled, making her blush, “You look better than you did before” He pulled her close to him “You’ve got legs for sodding miles! And I’m liking this!” he ran a hand through her loose hair, he was amazed by her, although she had never worn makeup on shift, she looked even more relaxed, with auburn hair flowing in thick waves to the small of her back and just his t-shirt hanging from her slender body she was a vision, he couldn’t help but smile,
“Can we just get in to bed please” He nodded, before pulling her next to him,
“I could get used to this”
He whispered pulling her body closer and nuzzling in to her hair, she sniggered keeping her hand flush to his bare chest, she moved her face closer to his, stealing small kisses, he ran a hand to the small of her back sending shockwaves through her veins, her pulse rate spiked, they locked eyes for a brief moment before his lips met hers, she ran her slender hands through his thick hair, in a frenzy of movement the moment intensified, hands roamed bodies, he savoured every inch of her smooth skin, with slow hands she tugged at the elastic of his boxers, his breathing became heavier as her finger tips brushed against him, she forced him down by his shoulders, trailing small breathy kisses down his toned chest, his breath caught and he swallowed hard as she took him in to her mouth, with soft lips and an eager tongue, she drove him to the edge, in a swift movement, he shifted her small frame pulling her closer and slipping a hand between her thighs, she bucked against him, making him smirk as he pulled a groan from her lips,
“you sure?”
He muttered between kisses, she nodded wrapping her arms around his neck, he positioned himself above her, gently pushing in to her folds, smiling as her back arched, she cried out in ecstasy as he built a rhythm, he hissed as her nails sunk in to his shoulders, she was like velvet around him, her desperate moans were the sweetest sound he had heard, with her fingers tangled in his hair he felt a familiar warmth grow in his pelvis, he brought his head to her neck dusting her with teasing bites and tiny pecks, she moved her hands to his hips drawing him deeper in to her, his breath hitched as he began to pant quietly, letting out a moan on climax, he collapsed next to her, cupping her face, he kissed her forehead, she smiled warmly, tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear,
“Tea?”
He laughed,
“Go on then”
--
“Kev give us a hand!” he stood grinning at her “did you bring my hair brush?”
He helped her sit up, she was more herself after a few decent night’s sleep, she still became emotional about her current state. He’d catch her sitting staring at the blood mottled bandages, a haunting vacancy to her,
“It’s not going to be okay is it? I’m stuck like this!”
“No you’re not you’re better than this, stronger!”
“And who wants the battered recluse kev? The sad little woman with mangled legs? Who wants to carry their bloody wife around like a child until retirement?”
“I do” He whispered sitting on the side of the bed holding her close to him, she balled her fists in the fabric of his t-shirt, “You daft old tart I’ll always want you and I know someone else who does”
“Who?”
She responded without looking at him,
“Ruby”
“What about work Kev? They won’t have me back! I won’t be able to get on to the bloody boat! That’s it I’m done for!”
“No, you’re not love!” Her mum cooed “You’ll get through this, it just takes time”
“Mum!” She wailed “I can’t even get in to my own home!”
“I’ll carry you on to the sodding boat!” Kevin interrupted “Or set you up a tent on the dock”
She laughed,
“And work?”
“they’re holding your position until your ready to come back love, there’s a temp for the time being, they’ll have you back as soon as you’re ready”
--
After a quiet night, the station began to empty, the night shift made way for the day,
“Go on then go and ask her” George dared “If she’s your bloody bit go and ask her!”
“Why do I need to prove it?”
“Cause three bloody weeks ago you two were at logger heads with each other and she couldn’t wait to get away from you!”
“It’s risky! You know how guv feels about relationships on station!”
“Who said he’s gonna find out?”
Kevin rolled his eyes and sighed, he jogged over to Scarlett’s car, he leant on the roof casually,
“D’ya fancy coming back to mine?”
She raised her eyebrows at him,
“to do what?”
She smirked, her voice curious,
“Well we can drop our stuff back and pop to the café, then go and have a kip I suppose, we’re both back on tonight so what do you say?”
She folded her arms walking round to him,
“It’s a bit risky Kev, I’ve got no clean uniform or anything to sleep in”
“I’ve got washer and clothes you can sleep in love”
“Fine” she sighed, drawing Kev’s face to flush “I’ll follow you”
She looked over at George, winking at him as she got in to her little red ford, he laughed and whooped loudly
“Go on Kev!”
Kevin blushed violently from his Honda, papping his horn as he pulled away.
“You coming out of there or not”
He goaded through the bathroom door,
“Kev I look ridiculous!”
“It doesn’t matter we’re going to bloody sleep” He laughed as he heard her grumble, she cracked the door open and stepped out, Kevin whistled, making her blush, “You look better than you did before” He pulled her close to him “You’ve got legs for sodding miles! And I’m liking this!” he ran a hand through her loose hair, he was amazed by her, although she had never worn makeup on shift, she looked even more relaxed, with auburn hair flowing in thick waves to the small of her back and just his t-shirt hanging from her slender body she was a vision, he couldn’t help but smile,
“Can we just get in to bed please” He nodded, before pulling her next to him,
“I could get used to this”
He whispered pulling her body closer and nuzzling in to her hair, she sniggered keeping her hand flush to his bare chest, she moved her face closer to his, stealing small kisses, he ran a hand to the small of her back sending shockwaves through her veins, her pulse rate spiked, they locked eyes for a brief moment before his lips met hers, she ran her slender hands through his thick hair, in a frenzy of movement the moment intensified, hands roamed bodies, he savoured every inch of her smooth skin, with slow hands she tugged at the elastic of his boxers, his breathing became heavier as her finger tips brushed against him, she forced him down by his shoulders, trailing small breathy kisses down his toned chest, his breath caught and he swallowed hard as she took him in to her mouth, with soft lips and an eager tongue, she drove him to the edge, in a swift movement, he shifted her small frame pulling her closer and slipping a hand between her thighs, she bucked against him, making him smirk as he pulled a groan from her lips,
“you sure?”
He muttered between kisses, she nodded wrapping her arms around his neck, he positioned himself above her, gently pushing in to her folds, smiling as her back arched, she cried out in ecstasy as he built a rhythm, he hissed as her nails sunk in to his shoulders, she was like velvet around him, her desperate moans were the sweetest sound he had heard, with her fingers tangled in his hair he felt a familiar warmth grow in his pelvis, he brought his head to her neck dusting her with teasing bites and tiny pecks, she moved her hands to his hips drawing him deeper in to her, his breath hitched as he began to pant quietly, letting out a moan on climax, he collapsed next to her, cupping her face, he kissed her forehead, she smiled warmly, tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear,
“Tea?”
He laughed,
“Go on then”
--
“Kev give us a hand!” he stood grinning at her “did you bring my hair brush?”
He helped her sit up, she was more herself after a few decent night’s sleep, she still became emotional about her current state. He’d catch her sitting staring at the blood mottled bandages, a haunting vacancy to her,
“It’s not going to be okay is it? I’m stuck like this!”
“No you’re not you’re better than this, stronger!”
“And who wants the battered recluse kev? The sad little woman with mangled legs? Who wants to carry their bloody wife around like a child until retirement?”
“I do” He whispered sitting on the side of the bed holding her close to him, she balled her fists in the fabric of his t-shirt, “You daft old tart I’ll always want you and I know someone else who does”
“Who?”
She responded without looking at him,
“Ruby”