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Ultimate Drabbles |
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03. Metal
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“What the fuck is that?” His eyes
are wide as saucers...maybe even more.
“Why? Don’t you like it?” She swirls and wiggles
that tight leather clad ass of hers. “It was
Alison’s idea.”
“No, I don’t like it,” he scowls, but an arched snow
colored brow confronts him on his lie.
“You don’t?” The weather witch stalks him
like a cat, prowling circles around him, teasing
him….stoking him. “Too bad, because Kurt said….”
-SNIKT-
“What did the German devil say?” He is in full
possessive mode now…..and that excites her.
“He said, vonderbar,” she ends with flair and a bow,
imitating their teleporting teammate.
“Well, I say, get it the fuck offa ya,” he steps
forward and grabs her waist, pulling her to him.
“Hey!!”
“Gotcha. It’s a clip-on dumbo.” The vixen psyched
him. “If this is the way I can get you to touch me….
….then guess which part of my body, I am actually
going to get pierced.”
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