#vik vektor romance

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Chapter Two: Wicked

Dawn fell away; peach flaking off into red, burnt dead skin peeling away from a sunburn. it took everything in her to peel herself away from Viktor. She wanted him safe and yet she desired to throw herself head first into the chaos. Jennifer slipped into the ice filled galvanized metal tub of water. It was ungodly, freezing cold and yet it brought comfort. Shivers and pain brought something to the looming empty darkness. It brought something to the maddening screams of her own voice in her mind. Grasping the ethernet wire between her fingers, jacking it into the port on the side of her head just before she slipped beneath the freezing depths.

The edges of the internet were fringed with smokey lace. Webbing on the outskirts drawing themselves closer to you. Darkness dove into the bitter cold; a bottomless pit. Jenn dove deeper into darkness, the smokey lace outline fading away behind her. Blue cybernetic outline made out shapes around her. A blur of the real thing. A breeze of warmth passed behind her. There was no air here, yet the cyan digital imprint felt warm as it surpassed her. Reaching out, it reminded her of trips to the beach. Fingers reaching out, digging deep into the warm sand only to find cool water hidden deep beneath. The cyan imprint manifested into a light blue fog. Jennifer held her breath, stepping forward into the memory:

A cool, tingling sensation ran down her spine as Jenn leaned back up against the concrete pillar. Pulling her white framed sunglasses up over her nose to rest on top of her head, her eyes fixated on the figure before her. He was in his early forties; his white tank embodied every inch of intoxicating masculinity. It was soaked with sweat from practice. Beads of sweat formed across his forehead, a few strands of black hair clung to the sticky skin. Looking up, he locked eyes with her. Unearthly cyan eyes, skin tightening in the corner, wrinkles exposed. A devilish smirk swept across his lips. Hands were wrapped up with boxing tape, casually he wiped his forehead. Grabbing a can of REAL water, he took a long well deserved swig before climbing out of the ring. Jumping down to the padded floor, he shook his adrenaline off. His bicep and tricep muscles flexed under his skin. "Took you long enough. Was afraid you'd keep me waitin', dollface."

Viktor was sweet with his words. He always had been. They had been dating for four years, she was twenty eight now. Even though he was fourteen years older than her, somehow she brought out the youth in him. Something he always swore died out long ago. Absently, tucking a strand of light auburn hair behind her ear, Jenn smiled. "You said you'd make it worth my while." Stepping forward, Jenn wrapped her arms around Vik's neck. Brown eyes looking through him, so deep into his soul.

"That I did." He chuckled, reaching into the pocket of his red basketball shorts. "I saw this the other day and I immediately thought of you, doll." His hard working, calloused left hand pulled out a silver chain. At the end of it sat a silver anatomical heart pendant. Two small silver hinges clasped together. Not just a pendant but a locket.

"Viktor, I can't-" She began to protest when he held his right index finger to his lips.

"You can. This...this is the closest I'll ever get to giving you the real thing." Without hesitation, he lifted the necklace over her head, letting to settle in the dip of her ivory flesh, in the dip between her small breasts. "Promise me," he whispered, "that no matter what happens, you'll keep it? To be honest, love, it's safer with you than it ever was in my chest."

How could you!!!!

Her darkness raged through her veins, boiling just beneath the surface of the ice bath. Fear, guilt, self loathing surged through her. Jennifer threw herself from the memory. Her body rocketed up from beneath the water, a force so violent it splashed water onto the floor. Gasping for air, fingers grasping the ethernet cord, Jenn disconnected herself from the web. A well trained netrunner would have been able to control her emotions. She however was damaged. Her skin crawled covered in goosebumps, her body was frigid but her face was hot to the touch. Placing her hands on the cold metal of the galvanized tub, pushing herself out of the ice cold water, she was greeted with a friendly but concerned face. Akira Olszewski, Misty's older sister, had been the owner and bartender of Castle Crimson for the last fifteen years. Her dark green hair swept across her face as she rushed to Jenn's side. "I told you not to enter without my permission." Jenn snapped at her. Stepping out of the tub, Jenn grabbed the black towel that laid across her twin sized bed. She had been staying in this small room for the last eight months. The white walls had been painted a deep midnight blue, speckles with flecks of white and silver paint. They were meant to represent stars in the night sky. The bed, which was a little more than a mattress on wheels, was pushed into a far corner of the room. The sheets were deep royal purple with a black comforter on top. Beside the bed was a single ebony nightstand and a deep red glowing lava lamp on it. The galvanized tub sat in the middle of the room, to the far right was a door leading to a shower, sink, toilet combo.

Fingers stretched towards the ceiling, Jenn stood on the balls of her feet stretching out. Akira leaned back against the closed door that led to the interior part of the club. She pulled out a cigarette, lighting it. She was more relaxed now seeing that Jenn was not in any real danger. "Alex said he heard a splash n when I heard you gasping for air, I deemed it a good reason."

Jenn grabbed her black skort and navy hoodie. Her fingers trailed up across her chest, lingering on the necklace. "A good deed that is forgivable. I'm going out."

"When will you be back?" Akira asked, taking a long drag off her smoke.

"Who knows." Jenn remarked, pushing herself past Akira and out into the center of the jet black club. To the naked untrained eye, the room was in complete darkness. But Jenn had taught herself how to navigate through that darkness. Heavy bass music blasted from a speaker hidden somewhere in the ceiling. Many to hide the sounds from downstairs. Tonight, she had her own secrets to hide. Secrets she knew only one person she could expose them to.

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One in the morning rolled around sooner than Vik wanted it too. The events of yesterday were swept up in a whirlwind. He had not seen Jennifer's face in over five years. Yet she stood before him in the Esoterica no less than twelve hours prior. He let his hopes up as he often had. As soon as he began to let his walls down, she turned and ran. And he wanted to know why. There was a darkness that was lingering in her eyes. A darkness that he had never seen before. It loomed over her, a giant rain cloud. And although he knew how much she loved the rain, this was something deeper. Something darker. Misty had tried to explain it to him after Jenn had left. But he needed to hear it from her.

Leaning back against his metal medical cabinets, rolling his neck side to side till it cracked. His clinic doors opened with an echoing cerchink! His eyes widened at the sight of Jennifer Luna Greene standing in the doorway. Her fingers fidgeting with the heart locket he gave her years ago. "Viktor, I need to talk to you."

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For the OC Cyberpunk 2077 questionnaire:

3. What are your characters astrology signs? Sun/moon?

Arres McLean/Raven Cage: Leo Sun/Scorpio Moon

Lyric Murphy: Scorpio Sun/ Aquarius Moon

47. Share a headcanon about your characters and their partners?

Arres & Viktor: the scar that is on Viktor's chin, came from Arres when Victor was trying to defend her from a date she had that went wrong. Even though he saved her life, she was furious with him meddling in her affairs I'd punched him and her rain cut his chin creating the scar that remains today.

Lyric & V: after a series of tests, Lyric finds out she has an old world disease known as Lyme disease. Even in 2077 there is no cure for this. She keeps the secret from V, not wanting to burden to her with her problems and V having to deal with enough from Johnny.

56. Name 3 of your characters biggest turn offs:

Arres: Hot Shots, Jazz Music and Cheese

Lyric: bright lights, white lingerie and tofu

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Reworked and republished! Chapters 1 & 2 of K O

Link in bio!

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OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS???

Can we talk about what a fine piece of ASS this man is? We all just want a barrel chested, good morality, older man who will take care of us.... We all want a Viktor... Like goddamn....

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Both Takeana and K O chapters are available to read now: