The Devil Has My Heart

Chapter 3 - Dinner

Jason arrived at his apartment around the same time as Akira. They both started getting dressed, but Jason finished first. He sat in the living room watching TV as he waited for her to finish getting ready for their double date.

"How much longer, KiKi? I'm hungry, babe!"

"I'm almost done! Just relax and stop rushing me!" Jason threw his head back and sighed.

After a few moments more, Akira walked into the living room in a pair of tight skinny jeans, a black off-the-shoulder crop top, and some black stiletto shoes. Her hair was straightened with a very slight wave and cascaded past her shoulders and onto her breasts. As she reached down to grab her purse from the coffee table, Jason snatched her by her waist and slammed her into his lap.

"Have I told you how f*****g beautiful you are today?" He nibbled on her ear, and she left out a soft moan.

"Eddy and Christina are waiting for us. We don't have time." She giggled as his hands slid up her sides under her shirt.

"Sure we do," Jason said in a low, seductive tone. She straddled him and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Why don't I take care of you in the truck, hmm?" Her lusty smile made him erect, and she could feel him growing hard against her.

"Come on, baby." She stood up and pulled him by his hand to the door. As they got into the truck, Jason was tugging at his jeans, looking for relief from the pressure of his growing manhood.

"Take it out. Come on. It's been a while." Akira bit her lip as she watched Jason unbuckle his pants and slide them down slightly past his hips, revealing his large rock-hard c**k.

As he started the truck and pulled out of the parking lot of their apartment, Akira leaned down and slipped her tongue over his tip. He hissed as she continued to tease him. After a few more licks, she opened her mouth and engulfed as much of his thick rod as she could take at once.

"f**k yeah, baby. Suck my dick." He put his hands in her hair, careful not to mess it up. She picked up her pace, bobbing her head up and down in his lap. He could not fight the urge to force every inch down her throat. Soon after, she was gagging and moaning, making vibration sensations that only drove him even more wild for her. He placed his hand around the back of her neck and thrust himself upward, making her choke down every inch he had.

"f**k yeah, Akira. Don't f*****g stop. I'm gonna c*m down your throat, baby girl." Akira loved how he could be rough with her without hurting her. His s****l aggression was a turn-on for her, although she never let others do it to her. She had only been with two other people before she and Jason realized they wanted to be together.

No other man could unleash the beast that she did not know lay within her. Her first time with Jason was a night she could never forget. She knew that no one else would be able to make her feel the way she felt that night.

Jason could barely keep his truck steady as he started to shoot a load down Akira's throat. "f**k yeah, baby. s**t!" A few more thrusts into her throat, and his tense body began to relax. Akira sat up, wiping her mouth before reaching into the glove compartment for some baby wipes she kept nearby. She cleaned herself off, then helped Jason before pulling his pants back up.

"You are so f*****g hot, Akira. How did I get so lucky?" He looked at her with adoration and love. Their relationship was very s****l. But above all else, they were madly in love.

Five minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot of the Mexican restaurant for dinner with their friends. They stepped inside and told the hostess they were looking for their friends. Spotting them almost immediately, they walked over to the table. Their friends stood up and greeted them.

"Well, hello to the power couple of the century!" Christina, Eddy's girlfriend, says as she hugs Jason and Akira. "So big mouth told you already, huh?" Akira said, hugging Eddy. Eddy scowled at her.

"Don't blame me! Blame your man. He never said it was supposed to be a secret." Jason chuckled and rolled his eyes at his friend.

"Did you guys order already?" Jason asked.

"Nope! Just some drinks. We decided to wait for you two to get here before we ordered any food." Christina replied. They flagged their waiter down and placed their orders for appetizers, their meals, and more drinks.

"I am so happy for you guys, but I am a little jealous. The Golden Dragon is elite! I'd kill to get an opportunity to fight in that tournament! I wonder how much the first prize award will be. It is certain to be a big one considering how much that company is worth." Christina gushes as she sips her soda.

"I've done just as many fights as you have. I should have gotten an invite." Eddy sighed.

"Hey! No hate," Christina elbowed Eddy. "They are our friends. We should support them. Don't be a sore loser." Christina scolded him.

"I'm not hating. I'm just saying. I wanna compete."

"Eddy, chill out. I think they are still sending out invites. I got mine a few days after Jason. His invite came to the house." Akira shot him a dirty look, still a bit upset that he did not tell her about it sooner.

"I didn't see mine until I went to work today. Someone dropped it off at Master Paul's dojo. Paul got one as well."

Christina shrugged. "No surprise there. That man is certainly one of the best at what he does. He's been doing it so damn long. I'm curious to see who will be able to beat him. No offense." Christina said that last part looking at Jason. Akira snickered.

"Paul is good. He's a living legend. But the student beat the teacher a long time ago." Akira said as she winked at him.

Master Paul had been one of Jason's and Akira's many teachers. A few years ago, in a friendly match, Jason had finally bested his mentor. There were no hard feelings between the two. Master Paul even assisted Jason in his dream of having a dojo of his own.

"Well, there are sure to be some big names in this tournament. It will be cool to see the final list. You are probably right about them still giving out invitations since no finalized list of fighters has been released. Maybe I will have a shot after all." Eddy smiled as he chugged down his second beer.

The friends spent the next two hours chatting, eating, and drinking before Eddy got a little too intoxicated.

"Looks like I will be driving. You ready to go home, baby?" Christina leaned into Eddy, trying to get his attention. He just smiled at her, drunkenly.

"Here, let me help you get him into the car." Jason got up and put his friend's arm over his shoulder, practically dragging him out of the restaurant. Akira helped hold him up while Christina pulled the car closer to the front entrance.

"Thanks, Jason. I gotta stop letting him drink so damn much." Christina said before hugging him goodbye. "Oh, hey, don't go yet Akira," Christina called her friend to the driver's side of the car.

"I'm going to go get the truck babe." Jason kissed her on the cheek and walked through the parking lot to his large navy blue four-door pickup.

"What's up, girl?"

"Alright, so I am going to my cousin's wedding next week. I need your opinion on which dress I should wear." Akira rolled her eyes.

"We just spent almost two hours in there. Why didn't you show me then?" Akira huffed.

"Girl. bye. You know I am absent-minded when tacos are around." Akira laughed at her friend.

Jason pulled the truck up behind Christina's car just as two men came walking up onto the sidewalk. Both men were gawking at Akira, smiling as they looked at her. Jason could feel his blood begin to boil as he watched the two men whispering and staring hard at his woman, but he did not move from the truck.

"Alright, well why don't you just send me a text when you get home and you can show me these pictures, okay? I will be up a while. I have some things I need to do before I can hop in bed anyway." Akira leaned down to hug her friend when they heard men snickering.

"Damn, look at all that ass," they heard one of them say. Akira paused for a moment, glancing at Jason. He had a death grip on the steering wheel but still did not move.

"Do you need me to take one while you take the other?" Christina said. Akira shook her head.

"No, it's fine. I can handle them." Akira stood up straight, then began to walk towards the truck, not bothering to step onto the sidewalk to avoid the men.

"Ooo, where you going, baby? You don't wanna come talk to us?" They both walked up to her. She looked at Jason. His eyes were fixated on her. She shook her head slowly, letting him know she did not need his help. Still, all Jason could think about was splitting their skulls open onto the pavement. However, that would more than likely land him in jail again.

Jason is one of the best in the world. He is famous in the world of fighting tournaments, though he tends to keep a low profile. The fighting tournaments Akira and Jason participate in are not like your average MMA fights. The skills they have spent their lives acquiring make Jason, Akira, and their friends far more deadly than one would assume.

A man tried to touch Akira a couple of years ago. He almost paid for it with his life. Jason put him in the hospital with a severe concussion, four broken ribs, a punctured lung, a broken arm, five missing teeth, and a shattered ankle. Even though Jason was defending his woman, he got time for the fight. He admitted he went a bit overboard, especially since Akira is more than capable of defending herself. But the devil, while Jason usually has control of it, pushed its way through that night.

He and Akira work extra hard to make sure he can control his anger so that he might not have another near-deadly incident such as that one.

"It would be best if you just keep it moving, boys," Akira said as she continued to walk. One of the men stepped directly in front of her path to the truck, about ten feet away.

"Relax, beautiful. We just want to know your name," he says.

"My name is none of your goddamn business. Now step aside." They seemed amused by her feisty nature. The men laughed.

It was dark outside, and the only ones in the parking lot at the moment were Christina, Eddy, who was drunk in the back seat, Jason, Akira, and those idiots. Akira gives them a sweet smile.

"I will not ask you again." She said, staring her lover down. He was staring right back at her with blood-red eyes. They are the eyes that tell her the devil wants out. Her heart began to pound in her chest with nervousness. But she is not nervous about the boys in front of her. She was worried about what Jason might do and what would happen if he lost control.

"You don't have to be such a stuck-up little b***h. We just wanted to know your name." Akira tried to walk past them, but one of the men grabbed her wrist. Before he could say another word, she grabbed him, spun around, and pulled his arm over her shoulder, popping it out of place.

"AH! YOU b***h! YOU BROKE MY ARM!" The man screamed as he held his shoulder.

"Lucky for you, it isn't broken. Trust me. It would hurt a hell of a lot more." The second man grabbed her hair from the back. He pulled her body against his and placed his hand around her throat. Akira hears a car door slam. Seconds later, the guy releases her, screaming. She turns around to see Christina standing over him in her fighting stance.

"I told you, I had them," Akira said as she watched the man writhe in pain while holding his crotch.

"Oh, no need to thank me," Christina replied sarcastically. Akira laughed.

"I'm sorry. Thanks, boo." She hugged her friend again.

"Why didn't Jason get out?" Akira's smile disappeared.

"You know why. You remember what happened. Besides, Jason knows I can handle myself. Plus, you were right there. You wouldn't have let anything happen to me, right?" Akira batted her eyes at her friend.

"Never, baby! Now, get in the truck. Tell Jason not to run them over on the way out." The ladies laughed then parted ways to their vehicles. Christina sped off only after she saw her friend safe in the truck.

Jason still had an intense grip on the steering wheel. He did not move or look away from the men, not even when Akira stepped into the truck. She called his name softly, hoping to gently push him out of the trance he seemed to be in.

"Jason? Baby?" She placed her hands on his shoulder and arm, rubbing them up and down as she continued calling for him.

"Baby? Jason, baby look at me. Look at me, sweetheart." She placed her hand under his chin, pulling his face gently to face her.

He finally looked at her. His eyes were red as fresh blood. His face was dark with a shadow. She smiled at him as she touched his face with her soft hands.

"It's alright, baby. Christina and I took care of it. It's okay, baby. Please, try to relax." Akira slowly pulled his hands off of the steering wheel, revealing just how hard he was holding it. His hands were incredibly red. She placed a kiss on his lips, and he did nothing at first. But her touch helped to soothe the demon that wanted more than anything to surface and slaughter.

"There, isn't that better?" He finally looked at her. His eyes were back to that beautiful shade of greyish green she loved so much. "I love you, Jason."

"I love you too, Akira." Jason took a few deep breathes, remembering the technique that his mother used to help him calm down. "Let's go home," Akira said sweetly as she ran her fingers through his hair, still trying to soothe the beast within him. He sped off with a screech, almost running over the men. They both managed to roll out of the way just in time.

Most of the ride was quiet as Akira continued to run her hands through Jason's hair. He loved it when she touched him this way. It was as if her hands had calming powers like his mother did. Nothing else in the world could ever soothe and calm him the way his mother could, except Akira.

They pulled up to the home they shared and parked in their usual spot. Jason cut off the engine and laid his head back with his eyes closed.

"I should have gotten out of the truck and helped you. I have to find a medium. I can't just sit there while my woman is being attacked by two men just because I'm afraid I might kill someone." Jason sighed.

"Jason, I am not some helpless young girl like those other chicks you used to mess with. You know I am very capable of defending myself. I don't always need you to rescue me. I can rescue myself." She kissed his forehead, still not moving her hand from his hair.

"I am so proud of you. You did not let those assholes get to you too much. I was scared that you were going to get out and kill them. I think you were amazing, fighting that urge." Jason shook his head and stepped out of the truck. Akira went after him.

"Jason, baby stop. It's a process, right? You aren't like other guys. We aren't like other couples. What you did was a feat considering what you could have done. Besides, I have been wanting to try out that move since you taught it to me last month. It worked pretty damn good if I do say so myself." Akira boasted with a smile.

She tugged lightly on Jason's shirt and smiled up at him. "Your mother would be proud. You were able to manage your anger without me even touching you. Progress, Jay Jay. Progress."

She kissed him then pulled him by his shirt to their door.