Sexybeast

"Well what have we got heeeeere, some-some road kill?" Rick wrapped his arms around me from behind. I could feel that he had dressed himself in his clothes again.

His rude comment about my cooking was totally overshadowed by his warm touch. I loved his display of affection... I just loved hugs from the back... just felt so right with him. My olfaction throws a momentary fiesta when I take an intense whiff of his effervescent musky base notes trifling around the top notes of my pomegranate scented body wash. This man... smells like a man... and it makes me hopelessly wet.

"Yeah, that was the surprise... I used to call him skippy" I maintained a stoic tone attempting to screw with his mind..

"You-you-you're joking right? Do Australians kill their own pets? I mean-I what kind of a place is this? Sure your internet is still back in the Palaeolithic era but I-I-I re*urbb*ally think you can lay off the rudimentary stone axes..."

"Don't you love a girl who gets down and dirty?" I'm so happy to conjure up a chuckle from him.

"Keep it-*urrrp*-coming". His eyes fixated on me.. "it's funny, I've been travelling around a few dimensions today, even Blips and Chitz- and I didn't really feel like it-it was all just really run of the mill- sorta -purging planet here, giant telepathic arachnid dimension there - just since I collapsed the galactic federation- oh boy- and no more council of Ricks running around-condemning me -it's just-just"

"What are you talking about-" he ignored my interjection and kept taking.

"You-you-you don't remember the Fed??? Earth was teaming with those space-tick infected vermin!! Those suckers screwed up your brain that much did they??" After they-they probed your orifices did they feed you Glip Glob droppings to give you*urrrp* retrograde amnesia?? " Rick paused... seeing the look of horror on my face. He quietened down and continued "a bunch of random moments now- just filling up my super- amazing- life-- you know-you know, thinking all this existentialist kinda shit again-" "pass me some more" this time I gave him the whole bottle... clearly he's larger than life and I cannot even start to comprehend what's on his plate... why am I even trying to empathise..? Is it because he's already opening up to me...?

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