Sound of Madness

            ‘ give it to me au naturel, sweetheart.                            ———-hands or g-t-f-o. ’

            ‘ give it to me au naturel, sweetheart.                            ———-hands or g-t-f-o. ’

          ’ wow,  we’ve just met  and you’re already talkin’  DIRTY ?                 i like you. but —ugh, i know i’m gonna regret this because,                 truly, i would like nothing more than your hands around my                 throat, babe. but something tells me you meant more in the             murdery sense than the sexy sense and i feel compelled                  to warn you that it won’t do you any good. 

                i mean you can’t kill me, i’ll just heal, it’s this whole big thing                 ——-ya know what, never mind, if you still wanna choke me,                 please do. i’ll sit still. ’

       “Running from the Jabberwocky       and making sure I keep my head

          “THAT WAS ONE TIME!!”

          ‘ off limits. got it. don’t have to tell me twice —-i mean,                 you JUST did, but definitely not a third time, nosiree.’ 

okay, he’s considering it, that’s a good thing —right ? ( yes. good thing that he didn’t just shoot down the idea from the start ). okay then the correct answer is no, keeping her hands to herself is…. doable. 

           ‘  yes. ’

                               shit. wrong. 

           ‘ i mean no !  i can just —–sit on my hands ? ’

        “Then why do I have the feeling you still want          to touch it even if I have had to tell you twice.”

It’s being considered, but he still wasn’t sold on the idea. Mostly because he knew that once she saw it the first time, she was going to want to see it again -- and most likely again.

    His tongue flicks out against his lips before dragging slowly      along their definition as he continued to debate the subject.