4) Your ass and mine

As Mj sat silently perched on the top of Casper’s large and severely muscular thigh, she listened to him and his friends drone on about drinks and drugs and how much money you could stuff up she-wolfs g-string just hoping for a sliver of information that might be useful and not make this entire night a waste of time. Mj shifted softly on his lap as she began to scan the other lounges she could see and caught sight of a familiar wild set of short dreads as Moxie and Jay ducked into one of the booth’s. Mj tried not to roll her eyes as she thought about what it must have taken for the Commander to get back here after she fought so hard to prove to him that she was ready to be a hunter, she could take care of herself.

The assaulting squeeze of Casper’s meat hook against her thigh had Mj relaxing back into her submissive female role as she looked down into the drunken half glazed eyes of the club owner, “what do you think sweet thing...how many singles can I fit up this pretty skirt.”? Casper started to drag a single finger up the inside of Mj’s thigh when she snapped her knees together, trapping his hand between them.  Mj licked her lips and leaned forward slightly, “singles won't get you any further than this,” Mj swallowed the shadow of a growl she could hear start from deep inside her mind and turned into a purr as she released the business owners hand and moved to straddle his lap entirely, causing the rear of her dress to hike up far enough she heard every man behind her groan in envy. “Larger bills get you a grander prize,” she cooed and the club owner drug his nose from the soft spot in her throat up her chin and Mj shuddered from the intimacy. 

“I would offer you anything you ask for, little pet, just be mine completely.” Mj sat back on Casper’s knees and did her best to look shy and unsure, “but... what about my brothers.” Mj bit her lip as Casper began to stroke his chin. “I’m sure I could get them jobs around the club... I always need good muscle around here.” Mj giggled and wiggled her hips in his lap as Casper growled a slightly amused laugh, “they have to prove themselves little pet... I don't give out favors.” Mj nodded like a feverish puppy and mentally took note of the almost dark promise behind his vague wording. As Casper started to pepper small kisses up and down Mj’s throat while whispering sweet promises of gifting her expensive cars and jewelry she heard the unmistakable commotion of fighting behind her, soon a few bouncers ran up the VIP lounge until they were huddled around Casper, “boss we got a problem” one of them yelled above the growing screams and Casper tossed Mj from his lap like she were a napkin at dinnertime. 

“What the fuck do I pay you for... why are you telling me, handle it!” The club owner growled angrily as the commotion began to drown out the sound of the music.

“A NAKED MAN!!” Mj heard a female voice scream before the music died, and the house light lit up the dark club. Casper jolted from his chair and ran off the platform into the now bustling crowd of drunken, over partied guests. Mj stood up and tried to squint into the lights when a hand thrust out and caught hold of her wrist, pulling her out of the seat and onto the floor.  Mj attempted to jerk her hand away, but caught her brother's scent and simply turned her wrist over in his palm and gripped him in return. Jay exhaled slightly as his sister latched on to his arm and he tugged her out of the booth, darting behind the lounge area. Jay pushed open a small bathroom door and pushed Mj inside before slamming the door behind him.

Mj was breathing heavily as she stared at Jay with wide eyes, “please tell me Moxie isn’t naked” she almost laughed breathlessly and Jay pinched his nose between his fingers. “How about we save it for after we get the fuck out of this club, deal?” Mj noted the almost panicked tone in Jay’s voice, and she licked her lips as she looked around, “ok so... I assume since you locked us in the bathroom, that leaving through the front door is off limits...wanna see if your fat ass will fit out that window?” Mj jerked her head toward a slender window that stretched across the top of the wall and Jay rolled his eyes. “you first... if your ass fits mine will.” Mj clicked her teeth and put her hands out, “says the kid who eats all the cupcakes at a little girl's birthday party.” Jay’s mouth dropped open as he peeled off his shirt and handed it to his sister. Mj pulled the shirt on like a pair of pants and tied the top in a knot around her hips before hoisting herself up on the window ledge and slipping out legs first. Jay jumped up on the window and tucked himself out head first, sliding his limbs out and lending inside an open dumpster, “fucking gross” Mj mumbled as she tried to wipe black goo off her arm and Jay began to cackle with laughter as he reached up and removed a chunk of moldy cheese from Mj’s hair. “This is karma for the cupcake crack... come on smelly,” Jay chuckled as he barrel rolled himself out of the dumpster and offered Mj his arms to help her out.

As the garbage covered pair made their way down the back ally, Jay spotted Ed and whistled to grab his attention. Ed nodded and ran off around the corner. The siblings picked up their pace and followed Ed back to the SUV. Ed grabbed Mj by the shoulder, “hay sit up front with the Commander for me girlie... we have a passenger tonight.” Mj furrowed her brow but didn't ask questions as Ed opened the passenger side door for her. Mj tried to jump in, but Ace stuck his arm out and her shoulder bounced off his palm. “not so fast...you smell worse than Jay...what the fuck were you two doing?” Mj straightened her spine, “oh I’m sorry, Commander... I was working when suddenly I am accosted and stuffed into a bathroom before my loving brother tells me we are going out the window shaped like a mail slot... oh yea, landed in a dumpster, thanks for asking.” Ace had a slight smirk as Mj stood there ticking her jaw. “You can change back into your old clothes in the back, but we gotta get out of here. Moxie's diversion was...” Mj shook her head and stepped back from the open door. “Yea, I know… some lady yelled naked man and I could only assume it was Mox.” Mj slammed the door and ran around the rear before the gate opened to reveal a still shirtless and smiling Moxie. “I think ya smell fine, cher…. but that shirt up ya ass looks funny.” Mj peeled off the wet shirt and dropped it into the plastic bag Moxie was holding out to her before climbing into the rear and shutting the gate. Moxie closed his eyes as Mj peeled the wet dress off over her head, and she laughed mischievously. “What’s the matter Mox... the big bad swamp wolf is afraid of a naked lady,” Mj taunted as she twisted to dig into her bag and suddenly the SUV jerked around a corner, sending Moxie tallying toward her.

Mj’s body half turned, and she placed her palms flat on his chest as Moxie caught himself from crushing her frame by bracing his arms against the back of one seat and another on the side of the truck. “Why the fuck didn’t Ed drive,” Moxie bit out as Mj tried to scoot away. Moxie leaned down into her ear. “Don't assume I wouldn’t mount you as fast as I do Jay, cher…. I am a wolf after all, and believe me little Omega, sometimes you smell delicious.” Moxie leaned down like he was going to take a bite out of Mj’s neck, and she thrust her knee directly upward into the side of his thigh, purposely missing the dangling tender man fruit in the center.  Moxie laughed and tossed himself to the other side of the SUV. “Excellent little sister... can’t catch you off your game any longer, I fear.” Mj shook her head as she dug her dry clothes out and put them on. “You are severely unstable, Mox...you need help.” Moxie’s mouth fell open in a fake show of shock, and he attacked Mj’s midsection with reckless abandon.  Mj writhed in agony as Moxie’s fingers dug into her ribs, and she cackled with laughter as she struggled to grab for his wrists and pull him away. Jay twisted in the seat to deal with the wrestling pair of hunters and slapped Moxie in the back of the skull, “knock if off Mox we got company,” he groaned and Mj pushed both of her knees into the center of Moxie’s chest and sent him flying to the other end of the truck. Mj heard the unmistakable squeal of a female voice and bolted upright, only to come face to face with the wide hazel eyes of a blonde in a cocktail waitress uniform.

Mj’s mouth dropped open, and she looked at Jay who only shrugged, Ed refused to make eye contact and Moxie was busy rolling around in his own amusement, so she angled her eyes toward the rearview mirror and caught Ace’s piercing blue gaze, “what the fuck Commander you call an early night to bring home a trophy... I thought we had work to do,” she half teased and instead of just rolling it off his shoulders and continuing to drive, Ace stomped his foot on the brake pedal and the entire vehicle came to a screeching stop. Ace tore off his seat belt, ripping the entire mechanism out of the floor and thrust a half shifted claw toward the back, “I had to scrub the job because you decided to go solo you ungrateful cow!” Mj crossed her arms, but the sight of the strange woman curling into Ed’s embrace as Ace let loose had her cocking her head slightly. “Sooo Ed picked up a stray?” Mj taunted, and suddenly the resounding and unmistakable sound of the palm of a hand meeting the soft flesh of Mj’s cheek had both Jay and Moxie gasping in surprise. Ed cursed under his breath and angled himself between the two women as much as possible, “honey you really should not have done that... Mj is, well-” Before Ed could finish his sentence, Mj’s slender hand slowly snaked between them, grabbing the smaller she-wolf by the lobe of her ear and slowly tugging her away from Ed.

Honeysuckle Peered into Mj’s eyes, ready to fight, but when she was met with the solid swirl of gold and the metaphorical gust of power that washed over her, she simply whimpered and slouched back as much as she could.  Mj glared back at the terrified woman, and noticed that even though she scented her fear without even trying, the poor weak thing still tried to hold her ground, so Mj released her ear and offered her hand instead. “Decent bitch slap... I'm Mj,” she chirped while Jay and Moxie once again exchanged open-mouthed looks of shock. “Honeysuckle,” the apprehensive young woman said, and Mj snorted a small laugh then rolled her eyes when Honey snatched her hand away with a pout. Mj shook her head, “don't misunderstand bitch, my names MollyJay…. or sometimes Marnie” the way she said the last part had Honey giggling a little and Ace seemed satisfied enough to pull back onto the road.

Mj leaned back against the window and propped her feet up on Moxie’s knees as he stared out the window, “so how did  simple information gathering turn into people gathering?” she asked, breaking the silence and Honey began to chew her lip as she looked at Ed with worry. Ed only smiled, “it’s ok sweet Honey, Mj is actually the best qualified to protect you if shit goes sideways... which it won’t” Ed assured her as he started to stroke her fallen hair. Honey leaned into Ed’s soft embrace, and Mj rolled her eyes, glancing out the window at the blur of passing scenery. As Mj leaned her head back on the window, she heard the faint melody of an acoustic guitar followed by a small voice, and she gasped, “Commander... please turn the radio up” she begged and Ace made a sour face but reached forward and cranked the nob. Suddenly, the sound of Pink Floyd flooded the cab as Mj began to sing along, “Mother, do you think they’ll drop the bomb,” and suddenly Moxie sat up to sing along as the verse ended. “Mother do you think they’ll try to break my balls.” The SUV erupted in laughter from every occupant and as the chorus came to a close and Ace slowed them at the front gate of the pack-house all the doors opened with a resounding “OOH babe, OOH babe, of course momma’s gonna help build a wall!”//