Chapter 2 His pet

*Blaze*

"Wow, you live here ? Nice". Saskia says, as she pulls off her helmet. I have just parked outside the apartment complex. She is looking up at the tall glass and metal building with awe.

Honestly it's not really anything special, lower middle class at most, but I guess it's more luxurious than she is used to.

I turn off the engine to my motorbike, and am instantly hit by the bustling heavy sounds of the city. This part of town is never quiet.

I pull off my own helmet to answer. "I do.. top floor".

"Top floor ! Are you like... rich or some shit ?" She laughs, swinging her long leather clad leg over the bike, getting off, as her eyes are seeking upwards.

"Some shit would be the answer then". I put the helmets on the holder and press the small remote to lock the bike. Then I slip my arm around her shoulder. "Lets go babe... I'll give you a tour of the place first".

Her arm winds around my waist. "Show the way, handsome".

I lead her into the building, sending a nod to the doorman. "Good evening Odo".

"Evening Mr ... sir... and miss". The elderly man says with a slightly cheeky grin as he nods.

"Please Odo... call me Blaze". I tell him as always, as we make our way to the elevator, but I doubt he ever will.

I press the elevator button and the doors instantly dings open. I lead her inside, before stepping up to the controller, letting it scan my eye, the electronic voice asking. "Top floor, Blaze ?"

"Yes please". I turn to look at Saskia, who is giving me a sexy smirk and looks clearly impressed. "The security here is rather nice to have".

"I see something else that is nice to have". She steps up to me, running her slim hand up my chest and around my neck. I grab her waist as she pulls my face down for a heated kiss.

I press her against the wall, deepening the kiss as my fingers grip more firmly. She pulls at the hair at the nape of my neck, making me groan slightly. I have a feeling she will be fun to spend the night with.

My lips move over the soft purplish skin of her neck, making her giggle softly. "Oh you really are a scoundrel Mr Blaze".

"Please just Blaze darling...oh God would also be acceptable". I grin as I suck softly, wondering what colour a love bite has on purple skin.

When the elevator door dings open I grab her hand, pulling her with me to the door, unlocking it fast, and letting her inside.

"Honey I'm home". I call out softly, then I turn to Saskia, giving her a small grin. "I promise she isn't dangerous... she is a sweetheart really".

"Wait, you are married or something ? Cause I am not dealing with that". She gives me a look telling me that would most likely cost me a kick where it hurt the most if I say yes.

I hold up my hand. "Oh no... it's just Eirlys, my... pet".

Just then there is a swoop of big wings and Eirlys lands on the back of a chair, cocking her head and clicking her beak as she looks at Saskia. "Darling this is Saskia...a friend. Saskia this is Eirlys, my...".

"A snow eagle ! Are you kidding me ? You keep a freaking snow eagle as a pet ? Those things are dangerous". Her eyes are blown wide.

I look at the snowy white and ice blue bird of prey. She is even small for her species, just over 2 feet and about 13 lbs with a wingspan of 5 feet. Why do people always shy away ? "She really isn't".

"You are something else". She looks at me. "Actually it's kinda sexy... you know taming wild dangerous animals".

"I guess". I grin at her. It doesn't really matter what her view is on it, even if it's hardly true.

She walks over and kinda winds herself around me like an ivy branch, kissing up my neck. "A bit crazy and very sexy actually".

"I think you are very sexy". I mumble, letting my hands slide over her leather clad body. She is strong and in great shape, just like I prefer a woman to be. Not that I am very picky to be honest, charms and a good personality goes a long way.

She purrs softly... as in literally purring, like a cat as she kinda rubs against me, and I push her back against the wall, kissing her again. I feel her hands slide up under my shirt, roaming over my skin.

Eirlys starts making little annoyed sounds, and I break the kiss. "I better make sure she has food and water or she is going to make trouble. Do you want a cold beer or something when I am in the kitchen anyway ?"

"Sure... A cold beer sounds good". She smiles softly, trailing her hand down my arm in a suggestive way.

"Just make yourself at home". I tell her, before making my way into the kitchen. I put some raw chicken in Eirlys bowl, knowing it's her favorite and if she is happy she will give me space to have my... fun.

I open the fridge and am just about to grab a couple of beers when I hear my eagle squeak and flap her wings angrily.

I hurry into the living room, seeing Eirlys flap around on the floor, as Saskia kicks at her. "Hey... what the fuck do you think you are doing ?"

"The stupid animal tried to peck at my feet... Keep it away from me ! Get it out of here". She backs away from Eirlys who is clicking her beak.

"What about you get out of here... right now". I hold back the anger in my voice, knowing it only serves to make me sound more venomous. Trying to kick my bird, that's an instant mood kill for me.

She looks at me, with an almost comical expression. "Seriously, that menacing animal attacks me and I am the one who has to leave ?"

"Oh yeah and ... uhm please be quick about it". I cross my arms on my chest and Eirlys jumps forward squeaking angrily and flapping her wings, looking very much the dangerous animal she can be.

Saskia lets out a small squeak, then turns and halfway runs out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her, screaming as she goes. "You are insane... they were right about you".

Eirlys cocks her head, looking at me and I swear the damn bird is smiling. "Seriously girl...was that necessary ? You couldn't let daddy have his fun ?"

Taking flight, she folds out her impressive wings and does a victory lap in my living room, looking way too pleased with herself.

"Eirlys !" I say sternly.

She flaps her wings once and glides to land on my shoulder, then she nudges her head against mine, telling me she wants attention. "No... daddy is angry with you right now... that wasn't nice you know".

When I ignore her she starts to affectionately nipple at my ear, making small loving sounds and I give up and lift my hand to scratch her head. "Seriously girl... no more jealousy outbursts... You are fucking up daddy's dating life here".

She just makes what I assume is a happy sound and flies out into the kitchen, where she starts to wolf down her meat. I go grab one of the beers and sit down on the couch, throwing my feet up on the table. So another lonely evening for me, alone with my bird and the tv. I guess that is normal when you are kinda living outside of society.