One does not often stroke a fluffy sheep and find wolf teeth waiting for them. It’s a refreshing change. -tosses the stick in the sink and walks over to the shower-
-runs his fingers over a bite on his shoulder- And what big teeth you have. -smirks-
You finished that Popsicle rather quickly. Oh, coming to shower with me, are you?
Don’t be crass; my teeth are no bigger than yours. I simply know how to use them.
People would laugh at me if I told them how wrong your sheep’s clothing is. Wolf. -smirks-
You adore that I am such a fluffy sheep; it is what drew you to me in the first place. You were simply pleasantly surprised by what very few are privy to.
-traces a finger over his bottom lip- Those will kill you.-smirks before rolling out of bed-
So will you and I do one less frequently.
and all for once…
My loving heart, lost in the dark…
Well, while you sing I’m gonna take a shower.
She stuck her tongue out at him and nodded her head, looking proud of her self. Yes, that is exactly what this grin means and what is the problem with that? You’ve never complained before! And you do worst .. trust!
She pulled a face but nodded, giving in to Nate. He was probably the one person that could make her do anything or give in to something. Fine, fineee. But still. Handing over the cash for the drinks, she passed Nate his and held hers up with a wink. Cheers to you my dearest Nathaniel.
Who said I was complaining? You’re like a human space heater; I’d hire you to stay over all the time if that didn’t sound so much like prostitution. He chuckled, scrunching his nose. Oh, I’m sure I do, because I can’t remember being drunk ever. Good ol’ time.
He smiled at her acquiescence and cheerfully held his up. And to you, Faline keeper-of-my-Hartly. He tapped his glass against hers and downed his, even though he knew he should take it slow. Now lets get drunk!
She leant on the bar, looking up at Nate with a child like grin, her dimple so prominent at the though of enjoying an evening together. I’d rather it was you to! God knows what would happen to me in that state .. and I do like to fight .. Ummm..
She deliberated, looking over the bar with one finger pressed to her lips. Jack Daniels and Coke please, double measure. I’ll buy this round too, my treat.
I know that grin, Fae. That’s the ‘I’m gonna get so sloshed and end up refusing to go home and instead end up cuddling with you’ grin. I’ve seen it before. He laughed, furrowing his brow in an attempt to conceal the amusement he garnered from the face she made while thinking.
Jack and Coke. Got it. He grinned, nodding to the bartender. Gin and tonic for me. Nate directed his attention back to Faline. Alright, but put the rest on my tab, okay? You’re not paying for a good time.
I knew you couldn’t say know to such a notion. She grinned, wrinkling her nose slightly and taking his arm, pulling him toward the bar. You might just have to .. yet again ..
You know me too well. He laughed, following her lead as she pulled him toward the bar. He raised his hand above the crowd to get the barkeep’s attention. You know it’s my favorite. I’d rather it was me than anyone else. So. What’re you having?
We’ll see about that.
Let me know when I need to throw drinks over people again, okay?
I will. Thank you, again. See you around.