Max POV
"What? How? Huh?" I spluttered desparately, feeling so many emotions at once, I didn't know whether to cry, scream, or laugh.
"I love you, Maximum." Ari said, giggling. I smiled. I had been waiting for this all my life, for Ari to say this, so I could turn him down, kick his ass, and leave him. Realization hit me like the fumes from Gazzy; silent and deadly.
"Ari, I love you. I always have." Flying about 400 feet in the air, 4 miles away from me, Fang got uneasy, tipping and tilting, sensing something was very wrong. I grabbed Ari's hand and pulled him after me, taking off, my feathery hair flying about me, my tan and white wings flying out behind me. Ari ran and leapt, comming up beside me, his white wings flapping ridicously in the breeze as I lead us to a cave.
Ari POV
As we landed, her tiptoeing onto the rough cave floor, me tucking and rolling back farther, Max started taking off her shirt.
"What the hell, Max?" I screeched, my pants growing uncomfortably tight.
"You want me, don't you?" she said sexily, making my pants even tighter.
"Yes." I helped her out of her crazilly tight shirt, and slung the backpack that had been slung across my chest down, yanking two blankets, both black, out of the bag and lay one out on the cave ground, then pulled Max down on top of me, the other blanket fluttering down onto us.
"Max, stop."
"Why Ari?" she looked at me, confused, only in her blue nd pink spotted bra and matching panties.
"I don't have, uhm.. uhh. you know.. condoms."
"Screw it, were doing it anyway."
"Maximum Jesse Ride, are you sure?"
"Yes Ari. I have killed you, watched you get eraserfied, fought you, and watched you get wings. I am sure."
I started stripping my clothes, my pants at the point of busting open.