Sweet Treats (Hutch)

[Judah Lesan]

Ord Mantel
Afterburner

Bars, Cantinas, they were all the same, at least to Calise. The bounty huntress for hire knew she would walk in, be ogled by every man more times than she cared to count, and would no doubt overhear business propositions which were none of her business. The plan was the same, find a corner booth somewhere in th back where she could be alone. The young, full figured, woman always worked alone. She had been burned by a business partner and swore them off entirely, especially if they were male.

Slim, but strong, fingers traced the wood grain of the table she had found. The Afterburner was busy, busier than she was used to seeing it, but crowds were easier to blend into. A black leather jacket was worn, which she unzipped to reveal a brown tank top. Her skinny jeans hugged her hips, providing any onlooker with the exact shape of her lower half. A bottle of Corellian whiskey was brought to the table with a shot glass and a glass of water. A couple of shots before a round or two of pool, then she was out. This was down time.

Some unfortunate on looker had noticed her looking to the pool table as it was freed up. She nodded toward him, knowing his credits were about to be all hers. He'd buy her a drink, lose the game, and she'd have the credits needed to cover the crate of her employer's merchandise which some foolish pilot managed to knock over on a silly maneuver. Unfortunately the nerf herder also saved her life, so she owed him. That's why we was looking to unload someone of their credits. She didn't want it to come out her own wages after all.

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

Hutch needed a stiff drink, okay a few, and to kick back after attending a funeral for a good buddy of his he once served with during the Rebellion. It was one thing to die bravely with glory and honor in battle taking out the enemy, but to live through all they had then to slip unceremoniously in the shower and die in a pool of your own blood, naked and alone, just didn't seem right. Poor bastard. He would be missed.

The dark-haired Rendili spotted the Afterburner, then crossed over the street to the Wolport cantina that had quite a rep with spacers and the locals alike. The beach bum was still dressed in his black suit and tie. He walked up to the bar and ordered a double shot of whiskey and an ale to go with it; Circle Green, a new brew to try. While waiting for the bartender to come back with his drinks, Hutch unbuttoned his suit jacket and left it open with his hand resting on his hip while leaning up against the counter. Hazel eyes peered around to find a pool table free, though as his gaze went further a pretty brunette was eyeing it as well. There seemed to be an offer to play him from the favorable nod she gave him, so he downed the whiskey like it was water and swaggered over towards the pool table with the ale bottle in his hand.

"You looking for a little action, darlin?" Dirks asked with one of his signature lady killer smiles, then took a hearty swig of ale. Not bad... not bad at all. Those thoughts of the maverick entrepreneur were both for the brew and the hottie in front of him, but more so for her.

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"Depends on what you mean by action, pretty boy," she replied reaching for a pool stick.

The smile was cute, she had to give him that much, but didn't have to admit it. All she wanted was the guys credits nothing more. The woman had her fair share of disappointment. It would take more than a pretty smile and a handsome face to get her thinking beyond the credits she was after. Great, she thought he was handsome too. The suit did look good on him, and framed his masculine physique in a way that made him look very good. It was out of place though compared to how most of the patrons were dressed, her interest was piqued.

"So what's with the fancy threads," she said pointing to the suit. "I'm Calise by the way, and what do you say we play for some credits, huh?"

The story would be interesting, and hopefully it would keep him distracted. Well there was something else that would too. The jacket was slipped off to reveal the tank top underneath as Calise decided to arrange the balls as well.

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

"The only kind that's worthy of our time of course," Dirks grinned, his hazel orbs definitely checking out the perfectly rounded bottom of the well-assested brunette as Calise bent over the pool table to rack the balls. She was certainly doing a good job of distracting him and taking his mind off the earlier events of the day, but he was a man that could multitask. Years of military training had drilled it into the former SpecOps Major and starfighter pilot.

"We can do credits... Always makes it more interesting."

The dark-haired Rendili took off his suit jacket and hung it on the back of a chair at a table nearby, then slipped off his tie and stuffed it into one of the jacket pockets. With his black dress shirt collar left unbuttoned and open at the top, he rolled up his sleeves.

"Gave a good friend a worthy send off today, but now I'm ready to get down to business and have a little fun… Names Hutch, and ladies first," Dirks winked, then picked out a pool stick for himself.

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"I'm sorry," she said with sincerity.

Suddenly Calise thought it might be a bad idea to simply take his credits. The guy was here because a friend had died, and here she was going to take advantage of him. Dammit why did she have a conscience?

"You know we don't have to play for credits. I'd hate to take all yours after you just lost a friend."

Her smile was sweet, flirtatious, the man was nice enough so no reason to act completely closed. Maybe here was another target around to unload. It wouldn't hurt to just warm up on this guy, maybe help get his mind off the events of the day.

"Tell you what sugar," she said placing a hand on his chest. Oh my it was firm. "If you still want a wager we can play for who buys dinner. I always eat alone, so if you win you'll be able to claim what so few can."

Calise then leaned over the table to break the balls. Her head turned over her shoulder as she gave the nicely dressed man a wink. Taking her shot after pumping the stick a few times, Calise managed to sink the 10 ball, but missed her next shot.

"Looks like I'm stripes, and your up Hutch, so dinner or credits?"

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

"Thanks," Dirks nodded appreciatively.

Man… Calise was sure easy on the eyes and sweet to boot. Hutch was genuinely hurting over the loss of his friend, but should he take advantage of the sympathy card she was showing to sooth his aching soul or should he just stick to booze? With one touch of the brunette's petite hand upon his chest, his answer to himself was "Hell yeah!".

The Rendili watched attentively as Callse broke the balls and made her first shot, then missed on the followup. "Seems that way. Solids it is for me then, and I say we play for dinner… I wouldn't be a gentleman if I were to let such a fine lady like yourself dine alone," Dirks smiled as he brushed past her to get to his shot.

"Three in the corner," Hutch said, then knocked it in. "One over there," he pointed with the pool stick to the pocket across from him. The yellow ball went in as well. His competitive nature him wanted to run the table as he'd done so many times before, but maybe not this time. "Six in the far corner." The cue ball rolled too far and went in with it.

"Ah man, not enough spin," Dirks sighed, then gazed over to brunette, her dark brown pools hard not to drown in. "Your turn, sweetheart… So what brings you to Ord Mantell, Callse? Business or pleasure?"

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"Both, and keep the ball in there..." Calise said with no explanation.

The particular moment, the young brunette was pretty happy they weren't playing for credits. This "Hutch" was good, good enough that losing was a possibility. If she wanted to dine alone, she had to step to up. No more trying to show off her assets to distract him. It was clear he could keep his focus.

"Fifteen right corner, ten side pocket on a combo," Calise said and took her shot.

The balls went in as called, and she moved to sink the thirteen as well. She missed on eleven, which was because she forgot to account for the fact the table surface wasn't level. As it stood she sank four which had her one up on tall, dark, and handsome.

"Stop thinking he's handsome. It's only gonna get you in trouble girl," she thought to herself.

"I'm supposed to be here takin a couple days off, but some hit shot pilot broke a crate of my employers merchandise. If he hadn't have saved my shebs I'd just turn him in. In stead, I'm trying to come up with the credits for it so it doesn't come of my cut of the job. So, how long you in town for, or is this home for ya," Calise said with a pump of her eyebrows.

Yep, she was interested in this one. At least curious.

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

So either this pretty face was playing him or she was telling the truth. Either way Hutch wouldn't mind seeing where this would lead for the night. He could always play her too with the mourning friend bit, which was true but… generally speaking the former military man in him didn't allow himself to show his pain. The Rendili usually drank it away, which he'd initially had planned to do before meeting the dark-haired beauty.

"Ahh… That's a real tough break for you, Calise. Nope, I'm not from here. I was just planning to stay the night and head back out tomorrow, though I could be persuaded to stay an extra day since you're here for both. Maybe I can help you out."

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"Offering to help," Calise said with a quirked brow. "I'm gonna need a resume, and best clear your schedule for a thorough interview."

Calise wasn't sure if she should trust this guy, but he seemed legit. The Coruscanti born Mando'ad was a pretty good judge of character, but this one was hard to read. She liked the fact he seemed to be steady in situations most men would have been putty over. Calise knew he liked her body, but it hadn't been enough to throw him off. It was better to finish the game and find out how this one could help her.

Leaning over the table, Calise called the rest of her shots, and dropped the eight ball fast. Standing up she shrugged and sauntered her way over to the ruggedly handsome stranger. Grabbing his collar, she pressed a kiss to his lips. It was a concession, sort of.

"Your place or mine, sweetheart. Can't talk about it here."

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

Mhm… Hutch definitely liked the taste and warmth of her lips on his and the promising twinkle in the brunette beauty's dark chocolate eyes as she pulled away.

"Nicely done, darlin'… and how about yours. Lead the way. I'll be watching your six. for you"

It was the Rendili's usual move… go to the girl's place so that he could slip out after the fireworks were over, though for some reason he had a feeling there would be much more to it tonight.

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Alleycat]

double post

 

[Judah Lesan]

"My place it is then," Calise whispered in his hear, letting her hot breath brush against the skin.

She turned away and began to head toward the door, her hips swaying hypnotically, intended to put the Rendili in a trance of lust and seduction. They were going to talk business, but there was no reason they could not mix business with pleasure. Once outside, she turned back to the Rendili, wondering if he had a vehicle, or if she was going to have play taxi service as well.

"You got a ride, or am I giving you one," she asked motioning to her speeder bike.

Calise did not do anything that was really all that safe for a girl, at least according to some. She believed whatever a man could do she could, it was the upbringing she received from her Mandalorian mother. The brunette had always followed her mother's heritage, despite her father protesting. Now that she was her own woman, Calise did as best she could without any real connection to other Mando'ade. She was mix of the Coruscant underworld and Mandalor.

"Or we can walk?"

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

Hutch watched with heightened appreciation as Calise sauntered towards the exit; feeling the effects of her whispered hot breathes in his ear grow even more. Yep… This was going to be a mix of business and pleasure for the two. He was hoping the latter came first as the Rendili was definitely in the mood for less talk and more action at the moment.

Quickly, Dirks rolled down his shirt sleeves and slipped his suit jacket back on, then followed the brunette beauty outside the cantina. He hoped Calise had some booze at her place as the beach bum could really used another drink or three.

There was just something about a chick and a speeder bike that was hot, and the image of Calise standing there next to hers just made the long-legged brunette even hotter than before.

"I'm always up for a ride with a woman as smart and beautiful as you…" Hutch said flashing one of his signature playful smirks, then the dark-haired playboy leaned down and teased a feathered kiss to her full and lucious lips. "Fast and wild or slow and steady, that's your call, darlin'. I'll enjoy it either way."

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Calise turned around and straddled the soeeder bike after lfting her right leg over the seat. She sat on, not really concerned about helmets, and looked at the Rendili in his suit. Suddenly she had the feeling it didn't suit his personality, and that he was overdressed.

"Both sound delightful," Calise said with a wink.

She smiled when he got on the back end of the bike and put his hand on her midsection. Revving the engine, it didn't take long to get to her ship, or the one she was using from her employer. The bike came to a stop in the cargo hold where the evidence of the lost cargo was still there. If he thought she was lying he knew better now. Once he got off the back of the bike she did also. Taking his hand, she led him straight to the lounge. Reaching up in the cabinet, she pulled out some tequila.

"Salt and citrus in the next cupboard if you're interested."

Calise winked.

"So how can you help me out of my predicament," she said placing her hand on his chest.

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]

 

[Alleycat]

Hutch pinned the brunette up against the galley's countertop with his muscular body as he reached over her shoulder into the next cupboard and grabbed the salt shaker and a couple of limes for a shooter game she obviously wanted to play. He liked the way she thought. If the pool game and the offered tequila was any indication, this would prove to be a very productive night for sure.

The Rendili gazed down into her ever sweet chocolate drop eyes, searching them for a moment. Calise was strong and determined yet very feminine. Qualities that he admired in a woman.

"Depends on how much you're in for… I can go pretty deep into the pocketbook, if you really need me to. I'm sure we can figure out an agreeable repayment plan of some sort that works for the both of us, so your employer doesn't get huffy with you," Dirks smiled, then stepped back and walked over to the lounge table, losing the suit jacket before sitting down and rolling up his shirt sleeves again.

[member="Calise Novar"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Gods he was confident, but Calise was making it easy to be. It took every ounce of willpower to not initiate things when he pressed her against the counter. She did take the opportunity to kiss his neck, letting her teeth lightly graze his exposed flesh before he pulled away. With her freedom, Calise turned to the other cabinet to grab a couple of shot glasses before setting it all on the table.

"I wouldn't have you fronting your own credits, Hutch," she said slipping her jacket off and sitting on the table itself. "Though I am sure you could reach pretty deep," her voice chirped as she offered her arm to the Rendili.

He knew what she was after, so no sense in explaining things to him. This would be a fun way to reach a mutually beneficial arangement. One that saw her debt repaid, and the both of them a bit richer. There were a lot of crime lords to rob to get what she needed. Calise just needed someone to help her pull off a decent heist without getting caught. Was Hutch her man?

"So what was it you did again? I don't think you told me..."

[member="Dirks Hutchinson"]