"Ow ow ow ow" I yelped running to the bathroom and awkwardly turning on the cold tap. I breathed in through my teeth, as the cool water soothed my burnt hand. "Fuck" I heard Johnny say as he came running after me, clutching the bed sheet around his waist."You ok baby?" he said worried as I bit down on my lip. A mere "Uh hmm" was all I could say as I bore the throbbing pain in my hand. Peered over my shoulder at my blistered fingers and winced. "Sorry baby, I just…I just lost control" he sighed frustratingly. "It's ok, it's only a minor burn" I said reassuringly. He slinked his arms around my waist and leaned his chin on my shoulder. "You just make me so hot, you know" he growled into my ear.
"Well, at least now I can say I'm smouldering" I said jokingly holding up my hand. He examined it shamefully and nuzzled back into my neck. "Did I mention the sorry part" he squirmed, gently kissing my shoulder. "I know you are. We just gotta be more careful hot stuff" I said turning off the tap and reaching for the aloe gel.
You see, this was pretty normal for us. Now a year ago if you would have told me I would be ok with my boyfriend burning me every couple of weeks, I would have naturally freaked out. But to be fair, he isn't in complete control of it sometimes. You see, he is part of the fantastic Four, the Human Torch to be exact. So fire proof lingerie and Aloe Vera is a staple in my life lately. His real name is Johnny but due to a space experiment gone horribly wrong, his DNA became modified and he is now able to burn as bright as the sun. When I met him he was the cocky boy of the moment who revelled in the lime light. And for months I dusted him off as just an egotistical narcissist who was using his new found fame to get any girl into bed.
We met when I first started working in the Baxter building for Reed Richards or as he is famously known, Mr Fantastic. He employed me to help with his research and so I became the object of Johnny's desire. He chased me for months and without sounding big headed but no matter how much I resisted him, his affections only grew stronger. But after a while, I came to know a different Johnny Storm than the world media had painted. He was a softie at heart and although he strutted around like Mr confident, beneath it hid an insecure guy who was still trying to find out where he fit in in the world. Needless to say, he wooed me and the rest is history…
"Let me have a look at it" he called after me as I strode into the living room. "I'll get Reed to put some of his healing gel on it later" I said as he took my hand and examined it carefully. "I hope that's not code for something dirty" he smirked. "Sick, that's your sister's husband" I said slumping down on the couch. "I know but I bet he gets all kinds of thoughts when he sees you in your sexy lab coat" he purred landing beside me. "There is something seriously wrong with you" I laughed picking up the remote control and switching on the telly.
"What time are you working at?" he smiled at me. "Not till 1pm. Reed is busy accepting some award this morning" I shrugged waiting for the news to come on. "So we have some time to "recover" from our last incident" he grinned cunningly leaning on me and pushing me back. "But no fireballs" I said as he kissed me roughly. "Oh I can't guarantee that" he cheekily grinned...