He's so…
Disclaimer: I own the plot.
"Bite me," She commented as her door went to slam in his face.
Grabbing it by the handle he commented back, "Well this proves interesting, where exactly would you like me to bite you?"
"It's a figure of speech." Sighing exasperatedly, she continued to try to close the door on the intruder.
"But it still proves as an interesting conundrum, should we hypothesis on it or just get straight to the part where you want me to mate with you." He pushed his way into her apartment and cleared a spot on her couch to sit.
"What? I don't want to mate with you! And why are you sitting on my couch, I'm kicking you out of my Apartment."
"Well apparently you do, since you continuously want me to bite you and can't help staring at my groin region while sitting here. Would it help if I took my pants off?"
"NO, leave your pants on and get out." She did not need thoughts of him naked on her couch and biting her, no matter how much she wanted it.
"But…."
"I said out."
He pushed himself off the couch and headed for the door.
"Fine, I'll let you be then."
"Wait, I'm not mad at you."
"I know this, how could you possibly be mad at for suggesting that we mate in a purely scientific fashion?"
"I would be mad at the fact that you wanted to have sex with me on my couch while you choose a spot to bite me."
"But if it's for science?"
"You know what, never mind, just get out."
He walked the rest of the way to the door and opened it. Turning in the hall he gave her one last look.
"If you decide to change your mind…"
"Good-bye."
She closed the door behind him and heard the door across the hall open and then shut.
"I can't believe him, he's so, so, Sheldon!"