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in which, the infamous train ride goes a little bit differently (hint: there's an emphasis on ride)

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(sorry your request took so long lol)

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"I was hoping we'd end up on the same side tonight, Gray." She whispered, her voice hitching just barely as hurt threatened to spill past her eyes. His eyes captured a new light, a momentary clue that alluded to the fact that he wasn't completely gone, that VILE hadn't stolen him entirely.

He wanted her back.

Back with VILE. Back with....him. But Carmen's words had already been strung together, her answer already complete. "My side."

And just like that, the light was gone, and he slunk further into the darkness, the shadows ensnaring him yet again.

"So this is it, then?" His voice was accusing her, accusing her of all the pain that had soaked so thoroughly through his soul from the moment she had left. Gray knew deep down it wasn't Carmen's fault, but it was so much easier to be angry with her for leaving him than confront his guilt for not going with her.

"I can't, no, I won't go back." Carmen fumbled with her words, barely containing herself. "Not now, not ever."

Not ever.

At that, Gray lost his every morsel of rational thought, because completing the mission was no longer his concern. He wanted, no, he needed answers. He had to know why.

"What's out there thats better than us? Better than family?" He was angry now, fingers tearing into his dark brown curls as panic flooded his mind.

"They aren't my family." She spit, venom lacing her voice.

"Not even me?"

At that Carmen's eyes snapped to his, a hot crackle of tension filling the space between them. Now there was the million dollar question. In truth, Gray meant so much to Carmen, too much, in fact, that she knew she could never risk putting her heart on the line.

Her lips were moving, a thousand different feelings flooding her chest and rushing forward to speak, to answer, but....

She couldn't. And when he realized that, his shoulders sagged, the weight of the world crashing down upon him.

"Do you know how much they do for us? They protect us. They take care of us!"

Carmen shook her head in disbelief at his spiel. "They've completely brainwashed you."

Gray moved closer still until they were only inches apart. He peered down at her with angry, turbulent eyes, nostrils fuming. "Why the hell are you doing all of this?"

"What?" Carmen rasped, startled at their newfound closeness yet refusing to back down.

"They're going to kill you. They're going to hunt you down and torture you for years in some dark cell at the island that nobody bloody knows of and you're going to die, lambkins."

The thief teethed her bottom lip, suppressing the urge to let her resolve crumble, the corner of her mouth twitching. "Let them."

"Oh, do you want to die?" Gray laughed with no humor, fingers tearing at his skull. "Is that was this is? Some sick, prolonged suicide?"

They were screaming at one another now, but Carmen refused to let her anger render her unable to speak. "I'd rather die fighting," She fumed, her words piercing his chest like silver coated bullets. "Than ever lift a hand to help them."

That did it.

Gray was absolutely seething. He knew that her little charade as "Carmen Sandiego" would be over before it ever really began. He knew that VILE would find her. He knew they would torture her. He knew, he knew for a fact that they were already planning the various ways to murder her back home on the island. And it would kill him if he had to stand by and watch it happen yet again.

Their angry, bitter words had stung the air with a thick tension that refused to let their eyes leave one another other. His eyes fell to her lips and Carmen found herself imagining what it would be like to kiss him, to feel his mouth against her own, to have him press her into the wall and fondle her breast.

Carmen found herself entertaining this new fantasy even longer, a hot spur of a blush touching her cheeks and dancing down her neck.

Gray's eyes mirrored her lust as he panted, his mouth parted for her as he barely held himself back. It was all he needed to do, really, before tilting her chin up towards him for better access to her lips.

And then it happened. His lips crashed against hers, capturing them in a heated kiss as Carmen let her barriers fall away just like that.

It was angry and hot and full of passion, and Carmen didn't let rationality interfere with what was happening, kissing Gray even harder. Her arms looped around the crook of his neck and his hooked around her waist before yanking her against him. Gray's tongue swiped at the base of Carmen's lower lip. The lady in red let her lips part, inviting his tongue in with no restraint, gasping as she felt him fleck the back of her throat.

Hands, hands were everywhere as they kissed, and it drove Carmen senseless to have him touch her like this, his fingers running through her dark waves, down her back, following the curve of her hip.

The lady in red's moans were swallowed by Gray's lips as he pressed himself harder against her, and suddenly Carmen was very glad that Player wasn't able to listen in.

She didn't let herself speak. Neither did he, because Carmen and Gray both knew that words would ruin everything. Their hands would no longer be on one another and their lips would be miles apart, and worse: The only alternative to being together in this one way would require fighting.

A violent jolt shook the train, wrenching the two apart. Carmen teetered backwards and Gray fell into his seat, panicked eyes finding one another with confusion filled to the brim.

But before either could say something that would ruin it all, a second shock came, and suddenly Carmen was falling, falling down onto him.

His legs were set apart, and the young latina's hips rolled right between them, moving against his lower half. Carmen didn't miss the groan that escaped Gray's lips upon her contact. She was trapped between his thighs now, chest against chest with her arms splayed against his shoulders as she struggled for balance.

Curious, she shimmied her hips again, rubbing her lower half against his. There it was again, that groan. A heat developed between Carmen's legs, her core beginning to throb with want. She moved her hips towards him again, soon finding herself rolling against him rhythmically. Carmen's body was trapped in a trance, her eyes on Gray's as she brought herself upon him again and again.

The next time her hips came onto him, Gray didn't let her get away so easily. His hands roughly seized her sides, holding her captive directly over him. A hot blush bloomed within Carmen's skin, her momentary stupor shattered as she was trapped against him.

Gray jerked her forward, and she got the message, lowering herself onto his lap, arms falling around his neck. Carmen gnawed at her lower lip, her lashes low as she peered down at her former best friend before grinding against him.

He watched her carefully, a keen lust-tinged appreciation in his eyes as she moved against his lap.

Carmen rubbed herself along the hardness between his legs, eyes fluttering to a close. A throaty moan broke from her lips at the feel of him rising against her stomach.

A fire was burning between her legs, and Carmen could feel her wetness begin to soak through her panties. She let her tongue fleck the expanse of her lower lip, thrusting herself against him.

Gray's eyes held her captive, his gaze hot and electric and a molten chocolate brown that was churning just for her. He guided her mouth back to his, parting his lips along with her before delving his tongue between her pearly white teeth.

Carmen gasped against him, desperately clinging to his shoulders with shaking fingers. Her every limb was charged with something that seemed to make her blood buzz within her veins, her laborous breathing making that all too apparent to Gray.

The thief let their lips do the talking, a shuddering moan escaping the confines of her throat as his teeth tugged roughly against her bottom lip.

Gray tilted his hips, pressing his hardened erection further against her stomach as her tongue entwined with his own. He broke their silent vow to silence, murmuring her name like a prayer and causing Carmen's stomach to turn in on itself.

He cupped her chin, tilting it upwards to pepper skin-searing kisses down the smooth curve of her neck. Gray's hands pulled off her red puffer jacket, shaking fingers telling her just how much he was restraining himself from ripping the thing to shreds.

The cool, artificial air of the traincar met Carmen's warm brown skin, causing her to bite back a shudder. Gray's tongue dipped around her collarbone, and his rough fingers tugging the collar of shirt down the side of her shoulder.

A quiet mewl broke from Carmen's mouth, causing his lips to gain ferocity. Suddenly, he was nipping and sucking at her shoulder, hands slipping under her shirt, meeting her compact stomach, caressing the sharp line of her waist, and settling on the curves of her breasts.

With her help, the Aussie pulled her T-Shirt over her head, letting it fall and crumple at the finely-carpetted flooring. Gray's lips attacked her newly exposed skin as his fingers fiddled with the strap of her bra.

When it finally fell away, leaving her chest unconfined, Carmen threw her head back as Gray danced down her pulsating throat, hands fisting her breasts lewdly.

The lady in red sharply gasped as his fingers flicked her pebbed nipple, tugging the sensitive nub over and over between his thumb and index. She began moving her hips in unision against him, palms running down carved pecs the thin fabric of his stealth suit did little to hide.

Gray continued to massage at her breasts, the pulse at Carmen's core fueled every time he roughly fisted her chest. The latina repositioned herself so that she was on her knees, lust-filled eyes of gray peering down at him as his mouth was directly in line with her breasts.

Gray got the message, his lips enclosing the mound of fat and sucking, teeth grating along the sensitive nipple. His hands unbuttoned Carmen's jeans, letting them fall to the bend of her knees before following the line of her generous hips and groping her ass.

Carmen let her eyes flutter to a close, arching herself into him and throwing her head back. Shakily, the Latina thumbed the zipper to his stealth suit, finally grasping it hard enough to yank it down, pressing her palms along his now-bare chest.

Carmen let her eyes find Gray's again as she shifted her legs, fiddling with the strap of her jeans. She bit her lip, pulling them off in a slow, seductive motion, Gray's complete attention allowing her a spurt of confidence.

The Aussie shook his head in disbelief, eyes almost star-struck as they traced her figure. His mouth moved, no sound leaving him before he seemingly gave up fumbling with his words and tugged his stealth suit down, kicking it off to where Carmen's clothes were lying in a heap.

The lady in red blushed at the sight of her former best friend in nothing but a pair of briefs, his erection bulging thickly against the small fabric.

Gray licked his lips hungrily, holding himself back no more. He leapt to his feet and grabbed her thighs, lifting her up to his waist. Carmen immediately wrapped her legs around his torso, flexing her calves and feeling the sinewy muscle of his abs beneath her skin.

Gray wasted no time, immediately attacking her neck and bringing her back down upon the seat as he pressed his lips along the curve of her gasping throat.

Sloppily, he kicked his boxers off, his erection slapping against his stomach. Gray climbed back on top of her, fondling her breast roughly.

Carmen shuddered as she felt his hardness against her, despising how much she relished being completely at his mercy. Her fingers were clawing through his dark brown curls in a desperate attempt to not lose herself completely, not even bothering to stifle her moans any longer.

She let her fingers drift between his legs, beginning to palm his erection, fingers convulsing sloppily along his length. Gray shivered are her touch, and Carmen smiled at the fact that she had that small bit of power.

The Aussie moved downwards, lips along the smooth muscular build of her torso and fingers skimming between her thighs. Just as she began to entertain the thought of lowering herself between his legs, Gray's thumb hooked into the band of her panties.

A shriek of surprise broke from her lips, causing him to meet her eyes. Nervousness and anxiety took her in folds, the peace of mind that had lead her to this point suddenly shattering.

"Gray..." She began, apprehension flitting across her features. "I've never..."

"I know." He whispered, palm caressing her cheek. "I'll go slow."

Despite the fact that he was her enemy, Carmen let herself trust Gray. She needed this. She needed him.

And just like that, his lips closed around the final piece of clothing left on her body, teeth grating against her hot skin as he dragged them down the slick expanse of her thigh.

Carmen shuddered, kicking the soaked thing off to the side. And then Gray was upon her, lips crashing back against hers with one hand fisting at her breasts while the other caressed the skin of her thighs.

The latina's legs spread open, accommodating Gray as he slipped a lone finger into her folds.

Carmen's labored breathing only hastened and the Aussie nearly gasped at the feel of her. She was so wet. So, so wet. Seeping and hot.

He found her lips again, slowly pumping in and out of her sex. Once he had a proper rhythm, Gray added a second finger, feeling his loins flame at the sound of Carmen's shriek.

In and out, he moved, a third finger joining in as Gray adjusted to her tightness, knuckles slapping against her clit as he curled upwards to hit her G-Spot all whilst peppering her with open-mouthed kisses.

Carmen moaned, bucking her hips into his hand until she came right there onto his fist without warning, a blush searing down her spine for finishing so quickly.

But for once, she pushed her doubts aside, honing in on the insatiable longing that began to develop once again between her thighs. Carmen spread her legs into a wide, vulgar position, peering up at her lover with heated cheeks and hungry eyes. She panted, naked and completely vulnerable, her lower half over-powered with want.

A smirk tugged along Gray's lips as he recognized her desperation, but he didn't keep her waiting any longer. Carmen had barely any time to prepare for his penetration before he slammed into her sex, the product of her last climax acting as a lubricant that allowed for easy movement.

A throaty, profane moan broke from her parted red-tinged lips as she threw her head back, hitting the backrest. He was big, and it was a little painful for a first timer.

Gray seemed to sense this, rocking slowly into her until Carmen relaxed a little bit, clit clenching around him as began to buck her hips to match his rhythmic thrusts. A shiver took her senses as she felt him stretch her tight cavern, exploring a thousand new places that her fingers had never been able to find.

Gray plunged into her, rolling hard between her legs. Carmen gyrated her hips along with him as Gray pressed further into her, a low growl escaping his lips that caused her to shudder beneath his touch. He buried his face in her neck, nipping and biting at the pulse, free hand fisting roughly along the mound of her breast.

Fevered gasps began to fill the room, and suddenly Carmen was chanting Gray's name like they were partaking in a ritual reaching for the heavens, her voice low and rough with lust.

"Don't...Don't stop..." The thief managed in between his direct thrusts, toes curling at the feel of him twisting so deep within her. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, and Carmen clung to it like it was a sermon.

Gray continued to rut into her relentlessly, slowing only when he wanted her to feel him deep within her stomach.

"Shit." He murmured, eyes pinching close as he rammed into her, a rough hand palming her ass for some sort of grip. "Carmen..." He met her silver-blue gaze in warning.

"In me. In me please." She begged, and he delivered. She felt herself reach her ending point along with him, limbs growing numb and fingers raking into her palms. And then she felt it, his release pumping into her. The young thief could feel Gray convulse within her walls, fluids filling her to the brim and seeping out to coat both of their thighs.

Carmen climaxed only seconds after him, muscles clenching and releasing before her second orgasm of the night spilled over and added to the flood between her thighs.

A few more thrusts were thrown in to ride out their highs, but once that concluded, Carmen and Gray were forced to confront one another. Gray pulled away first, slipping back into his stealth suit and beginning to muss dirty fingers through his curls before seemingly thinking better of it.

Carmen didn't move from where she was lying, panting as her limbs ached with pleasure, joints rolling languidly as she experienced her first after-sex high.

Eventually she peeled herself off the seat, shoving her absolutely soaked panties into her duffel bag and jerking her crumpled jeans back around the sway of her hips. God, she looked like such a mess.

The Latina's eyes filled with hurricanes as she forced herself to look at the man who had just taken her virginity, a thousand emotions nearly rendering her paralyzed.

Carmen stepped forward, hesitant. Uncertainty forced a restraint into her steps as she inched forward, knowing she was now navigating murky waters.

"Gray...." She began gently, trailing off.

"You're not coming back." The Aussie realized aloud, his back still to hers as he fiddled with the zipper of his stealth suit. "Even after all of that."

"Come with me." She whispered softly, taking a step in his direction. She let a finger skirt the broad line of his shoulders tentatively, reaching up to caress his face when he turned towards her, thumb tracing oh-so-gently along his cleanly shaven jaw.

"It's not that easy," He murmured quietly. But his response was weak, and from the way he was leaning into her touch, Carmen gathered she had a chance of breaking through to him.

"Come on, Gray! Do you really want to spend your entire life serving within the ranks of murderers? Do you want to become one? Staying with VILE will mean-

"Run away with me." Gray cut in suddenly, something nervous and reluctant tinging his voice. "We can disappear, just you and me. Go anywhere you like. Just-just-lets get away from all of this."

His eyes seemed to to plead with her. Carmen didn't realize just how raw and open and absolutely earnest he had been in that moment, because maybe if she had she wouldn't have declined.

"You know I can't." The lady in red whispered, eyes holding remorse. Carmen tried to reach for his hands, to hold him close, to make him understand, to-