Post by Katherine Petersdorf on Dec 7, 2012 0:29:39 GMT -5
“What are you?” I slammed my fists into his back. “A caveman, are you going to beast your chest and say Unga Munga?”
To my horrific surprise he did just that.
“You are so barbaric.” I snarled.
“Thank you!” Falcon laughed pride fully. The sensual and charismatic sound of his unearthly laughter echoed around me, spilled over me.
“Get your hand off my butt!” I pounded against at Falcon’s back.
“No.”
“You arrogant jackass, I’ll kill you if you don’t.” I threatened.
“You are not really in a position to give me orders.” Falcon laughed. Again the sound of his laughter filled the area with unnatural sensual sounds.
“Stop rubbing” I whined trying not to buck back against him.
“I really think you are enjoying this Apeth.”
Time to change the subject
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“There is a crawl space in the wall over here. I know because I am psychic, oh yes, that and I entered near it.” Falcon laughed.
I slapped at his back. You would think he would realize I do not find his jokes all that funny!
“Are we there yet, or even close?” I huffed. “I am tired of you and I think that all the blood has run to my head!”
Falcon slapped my butt. “Stop squinning or I will have to really reprimand you.”
My heart missed a beat.
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