“Saddle up Blitzy”
“Not so fast, ya ditsy blue-blood” who do you think your fooling?” growls Striker. Stepping out of the shadows. “oh Lucifer, here comes another one thought Octavia wishing her dad would just leave the fire imp alone. But, no he had to embarrass her.
“Step away from the imp” growls the snake imp coming to stand behind Blitzo. A clawed hand rested on his shoulder. “I’m going to have to burn those, thinks the cowboy. his grip tightening on the scarlet devil’s shoulder. Blitzo winces as he is forcibly turned. Striker wraps his tail around Blitzo’s waist. If the prince wasn’t careful he’d insight an Alpha fight.
Striker flexes his claws, his arm draped over Blitzo’s chest he pulls the imp closer. “This here is my partner and mate what do you think your trying to start?” growls the Cowboy, shoving a clawed hand down Blitzo’s shirt. He could feel Blitzo’s heart beating rapidly. their was a blush to his cheeks. Striker just rattles off a growl before scooping Blitzo up, and throwing him over his shoulder. “Next time, Stolas you won’t be so lucky” he growls.
Octavia thought about putting herself up for adoption. Only being seventeen, her Father was a Pro at embarrassing her.
