🌶️🔥SPICY SPICY SMOKEN' HOT
TAMOLI KISSY SCENE 🔥🌶️

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It took Gally a few more days of feeling like he had the worst flu in history before he was good to get up. His moods would swing back and forth. When it was just Victoria he seemed to almost be like himself, but he would snap easier, and get frustrated faster. When the room was full of the other guys he was sullen and quiet. He didn't smile much, and held Victoria's hand like a life line.

Victoria stayed with him as much as she could. She would get up early and go to work, at lunch she would bring him some food and sit with him, same with all her breaks, once her work day was done she would shower and bring him some supper and stay with him the rest of the evening and night. George, Alby, Winston and Fry would all come visit, a few of his builder buddies would swing by. Jack, Jeff and Clint would hang out as well, though now there wasn't much they could do for Gally.

Newt had woken up, and as Victoria predicted he wasn't happy. There were many tears and lots of angry raging and throwing things, when the guys tried talking to him. When no one was in the room and it was just Gally and Victoria he was calmer, quiet. Kept to himself. He refused to take his meds and eat.  Though for whatever reason he was more compliant when Victoria asked him to take his meds or eat a few bites. She didn't try to talk to him about what he did. But she finally told him off after he smacked the bowl of soup from Jack's hand.

"Enough Newt! Enough. I understand your angry. And hurting. I get it!" She finally yelled.

"How?"

"I'm the only girl here, Newt." She said quieter. She ran a hand through her curls and went to sit on his bed. She took his hand. He had tears in his big brown eyes.

"I'm the lone girl in the midst of boys. I understand feeling lonely and angry and sad. I know what depression is. Your not alone. I saw your note for help. I know you want help. Deep down I know you do. So please let us help you. We want to help. We want you here. The guys look up to you. Your one of the sweet ones, who has never tried to take some kind of advantage of me. Alby was beside himself. He's your best friend, and didn't leave your side once. So would you please help us by letting us help you?"

By the end he had big fat tears running down his face.

"I'm not trying to make you feel guilty. I want you to understand your not alone. There are people who want you here and want to see you get better."

"Okay, Tori." He whispered.

"Okay, Newt." She gave him a small smile and a gentle squeeze of his hand. "Step one is take your meds and eat your food."

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On the last day Gally was in the Medhut, she opened the door, balancing two plates of supper and a bowl of soup on a tray and in her other arm she held Peaches and a little yellow chick was tucked in her overall front pocket, wild flowers stuck out of another pocket. Bark followed on her heels.

"Newt!" She called happily, "I have someone for you. He has missed you dearly."

"I don't wanna see anyone." He snapped.

"Good thing he's not a someone." She smiled and set Peaches down on his chest.

"Peaches!" His face lit up, as the cat nuzzled Newt's face and started purring.

Victoria set the tray down and placed the bowl on the bedside table. And gently kissed the top of Newt's head.

"He has missed you. Whines all day in the barn, and isn't happy when I give him attention."

Newt sighed running his hand down the cat's back.

"Thanks Tori." He muttered.

"Anytime Newt."

She turned to the tray and brought Gally his supper, he was sitting up, leaning against the wall, a small smirk on his face. She kissed him quickly before handing him the plate.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like I need a shower."

"Definitely smell like it." She teased. He huffed and rolled his eyes.

"I also want out of here."

"I'm sorry my bloody company isn't good enough." Newt snapped.

"Slim it Newt." Gally snapped back.

"Okay okay, let's just all breathe. We're all on the same side here." Victoria soothed, sensing an altercation between the guys.

"Tell me about your day." Gally said ignoring Newt now.

She quietly talked about the animals and how the new ones were amalgamating into the groups.

"Pua is doing okay. He's so tiny, I don't know if he's gonna make good bacon. He's kind of runty."

"You better not be thinking of taking in another pet!" Gally groaned and rolled his eyes.

"No no." She waved a fork around, "but he's just so little. Might be a while before he sees Winston."

"What about Porky Pig?"

"Oh he's doing great! Same with Hamilton and Peppa and their piglets are so cute right now!"

"What did you name them?" Gally asked, his mouth full of food.

"Winston and I named them Wilber, Hamlet, Rosetta, Chris P. Bacon, Kevin Bacon, Hogwarts and The Notorious P.I.G."

She heard a snort and a chuckle from the other side of the room. Gally was also chuckling. Victoria smiled and watched the boys laugh at the ridiculous names.

"Solid names." Gally nodded in approval.

"We thought so."

"So ..this ham and split pea soup? Who am I buggen eating?"

"I believe it was Amy Swinehouse." Victoria said with a straight face.

Newt spit his soup out as he let out a wild laugh. Throwing his head back he let out a wild belly laugh. One she hadn't heard in a long time. She smiled. As she watched the older boy. He still looked terrible. Bruises and scratches decorated his pale waxy skin, blood still matted his shaggy sunshine blond hair, black bags under his shucken eyes. His leg was swollen and multi coloured under the bandages and splint. But she smiled as she watched him laugh.

Gally leaned over, "nice one. I haven't seen him laugh like this in over a year."

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Victoria helped Gally up and slowly walked with him to the showers. Even that small outing made him winded and look a little green. She waited outside the shower, leaning on the wall, her dog sat beside her. She slid down and scratched his ears. She waited patiently, leaning her head back against the wall she closed her eyes. It was peaceful. The sun was warm on her face, she could hear the wind rustling the leaves and the distant laughter and shouts from the other boys.

The sun suddenly was blocked, and a shadow appeared. Her senses were on high alert in an instant. Her eyes snapped open. Standing over her was Brent, one of Gally's builders.

"What do you want?"

"I'd like another look."

"The shuck?"

She felt uncomfortable with the hight difference, sitting on the ground while he towered over her. Bark had leapt to his feet, his ears flat and he was giving him a warning growl.

"I liked when you walked through the glad without a shirt last week. I want another look."

"Shuck off Brent, don't be a nasty pig."

"Girls need to be more submissive." He took a menacing step closer.

She had no where to go, she was already flat against the wall if the shower.

"I said I want another look. Take the shirt off."

"No."

"Take. It. Off!" He demanded, she could see the rage in his face when she said no. She was terrified now, she had no idea what this guy was capable of doing. He stepped even closer and slammed his hands to the wall beside her head. She flinched and closed her eyes, cowering, preparing for his assault. The shower door slammed shut, Brent was ripped away. Another shower door slammed shut. There was yelling and thumps and a crunch. Bark was snarling.

She peeked threw her fingers. Gally was on top of Brent, slamming a fist into his face. Minho was there trying to pull Gally off. She yelped and dove for Gally as well.

"Gally!" She cried. "Gally! Stop! Stop!"

He didn't. She lunged at him, going straight for his chest, she slammed into his chest and wrapped her arms around him, knocking them backwards. Gally wrapped his arms around her and held her close to his chest, possessively. She held him tight, pressing her face into his chest.

"Gally!" She cried again, "I'm okay. I'm okay. Stop! Please stop!"

By this point Alby, Winston, Fry, George, Jack, Jeff and Clint and a few others showed up to the fight.

"What the shuck happened?"

"Brent was trying to make She Bean undress. Gally took care of it." Minho shrugged. "Guy had it coming."

Victoria whipped her head in Minho's direction and frowned. The shuck? He would have been smirking and encouraging that last week. Now he's defending me? Apparently she wasn't the only one confused.

"You feeling right Minho?" Alby asked.

"Hungry. Sore from running all day. But fine, ya, why?"

The guys around were looking at him curiously, but no one said anything.

"Gally? Tori?" Alby turned to look at them, they were still tangled together on the ground. George and Jack came over and helped them up.

"Ya. The sick pig wanted me to take my top off. Got mad when I said now. He slammed me into the wall, Gally ripped him off and punched him a few times."

"Did he hurt you? Brent, I mean?" Alby asked sharply.

"No." She shook her head, her curls bouncing across her back.

"Gally, he's your guy, what do you want to do with him?" Alby asked.

"Slammer for a few days. Bread and water. NO ONE touches my girl." He looked at the crowd that appeared around them, it looked like half the Glade. "I hear shit like that again, any you ugly slintheads telling her to undress, or you want a peep show, or any other nasty sick shit, I'm banishing your shuck ass. Understood?" He growled.

Victoria saw the twisting raging anger flickering at the surface, his eyes looked a little wild with jealousy but when he looked down at her they softened. And her knees felt weak and her stomach backfliped. She felt a fire start in the pit of her stomach.

"Alright." Alby nodded.

Minho, of all people, reached down and yanked the bloody guy up and dragged him off. Jeff followed, to mop up the blood and see his other injuries.

"Come on." Gally growled, his hand possessively on her back and steered her through the crowd and he steered her towards the barn and up the stairs to their loft room.

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He closed the door behind them. She spun towards him. Her hands flat on his chest and pushed him back into the door.

"Tor! What-"

She cut him off when she pushed up her toes and kissed him roughly. His hands slid around her waist and pulled her tighter. He sighed into her kiss. Allowing her to slid her tongue into his mouth, making his chest rumble. Her hands slid up his chest and into his hair at the back of his neck and pulled his head down, kissing him even deeper.

She had kissed him gently and little little peeks all week, but she hadn't kissed him like this in a long time. And his little act of possessiveness made her a little hot and bothered. She broke their kiss with a wild gasp of air, Gally was left panting, his eyes darkened.

"Aggression turned you on, Freckles?"

"No. Not the violence." She shook her head, leaning closer, and flattening her chest to his and pushing up on her toes, "You getting possessive does." She whispered, her lips by his ear, she gently tugged his ear with her teeth.

"Shuck!" He growled.

She let go and slowly kissed down his neck and the up to his jaw and over to his mouth. "How are you feeling?" She whispered against his lips.

"Alive." His voice was just as raspy and gravelly as when he first woke up.

"Like I should keep kissing you? Or you need to sleep?"

"Oh no. Not after you kiss me like that, I ain't sleeping woman, now come back here!"

He tightened his grip she giggled and licked his lips, as he tried to catch hers with his. She press her hands on his chest pushing him back into the door, turning around so she had her back to him she pressed back into him, rotating her hips so she grinded into him a little. Her sucked in a sharp breath and then groaned, his hands sliding down her hips to the inside of her thighs and up. She pressed her head back into his chest, tipping her head up, he leaned down and kissed her hard. She reached her hands up and held the back of his head, pulling him down. She swayed her hips slightly from side to side. He moaned into her mouth.

She slowly broke away and pulled away, walking towards the bed, she reached back and hooked a finger into his belt loop and pulled. His eyes were dark with desire, she could clearly see how alive he was feeling and her cheeks went pink. She loved how she could make him weak kneed and moan for her, it still made her feel powerful and shy. She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled his lap. Slowly sinking down she sat gingerly on his lap.

"If I remember correctly..." She whispered between kisses left on his neck, "you left me hot and bothered to freeze in the slammer. And I think it's time for payback."

She sucked in the spot where she knew he would moan and whimper. And sure enough his hands clamped tighter on her hips, the longer she sucked and swirled her tongue.

"Shuck ...dammit woman!" He panted. "This is payback enough!"

She hummed, and left his sweet spot, only to whisper seductively in his ear. "I don't think so!"

And just to make a point she rotated her hips, making him shudder and whimper. She smirked and looked him in the eye and did it again, but slowly, deliberately. His eyes just about rolled into the back of his head.

"Shuck!"

Her hands slid under his shirt hem and slowly crept higher. Feeling his muscles tense. He got the hunt and tugged his shirt off, and then watched hungerly as she slowly pulled hers off. He tried to paw at her but she slapped his hands away.

"I wasn't aloud to touch. I should tie your hands up, same punishment." She smirked at his appaled look when she slapped his hands awat from her chest.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me!" She whispered, slowly reaching behind her back and popping the clasp. Flinging her bra to the side she pressed into him. He growled and held her closer and flipped her over. She yelped, as she landed in her back, Gally now overtop of her.

"Maybe one day I'll let you have your way, you little vixen. But not right now."  He growled against her neck. He left a line of kisses down her throat to her collarbone, and then to her chest. She automatically arched her back to his kisses.

"Gally!" She whimpered, tangling her hands into his hair, and wrapping her legs around his hips, he pressed his hips into hers as she arched her back again.

"Gally! Please!" She whispered.

He broke his kiss and looked at her, searching her eyes.

"Tori?" He asked, his voice deep and rich and gravely, his voice alone sent a wave of electricity through her starting from the out of her stomach and sent it shoot through her body.

"Yes. Yes Gally."

"You're sure?" He asked.

"Yes. Positive. " She answered, looking back at him. Her hands traveled down his torso to his belt and undid it, sliding it out in the loops. He grabbed her wrist, he was panting hard.

"Wait Tori. Wait."

He rolled off her, onto his side. He was sweating slightly and panting hard.

"What's wrong?" She asked, frowning, a creas forming on her forehead as she scrunched her eyebrows together.

"I dunno. Just feels...rushed."

"Okay." She said slowly. Then she frowned. "You get me all worked up and call it quits? Dude, you did that in the slammer!" She smacked his chest.

"Victoria!" He growled, suddenly an edge to his voice. "I don't want to rush into this. And then have you regret this or I regret this. Or I hurt you or something. Okay? I literally just left the med room an hour ago! And broke some shanks nose and then this. It's alot!"

She huffed. "Fine." She rolled onto her back, pulling the blanket up over her chest. He propped himself up onto an elbow, her smoothed a curl from her face and slid his hand down her throat and trailed his fingers under the blanket.

"You seem to have muss understood me, Baby Doll." His voice shifted again, into a smooth silky base, her mouth watered. And her nervous eyes flicked to his dark intens lustful eyes. "I said I didn't want to rush into crossing that line and have you rest me. I said nothing of stopping and...blowing off some pent up frustration." He smirked down at her.

Her eyes went wide in understanding. And then she smirked, rolling into her side, she pulled his head down and kissed him hard, forcing his mouth open and shoved her tongue into his mouth, he fought her for dominance, she relented quickly. But while he had his tongue in her mouth she slid her hand down to his belt line again. She felt his heart speed up and his chest was rising and falling quicker then it was before. He kept his mouth firmly covering hers, as they moaned and whimpered into each other's open mouths, while they both shivered and shuddered under each other's touch, until they were both laying wrapped in each other's arms sleeping peacefully.

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