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Dawn had just barely begun to break when the Killer Queen had opened her eyes. Glancing at the digital clock on her bedside table, with three-twenty-two AM glaring in red back at her, a heavy sigh left her as she rolled over onto her back, feeling someone shift beside her.
"You're awake, too, huh?" Killer Queen said, glancing over at Khashoggi, who lay on his side, his head propped up one his hand.
"Been awake for awhile," He said, his voice still husky from sleep , his dark eyes studying her with an almost daunting amount of affection. At least for Killer Queen. He gently pulled her to him, to where she was laying on him, tracing circles on his t-shirted chest.
"I don't know why you love me," She muttered, studying him. Khashoggi chuckled.
"Do I need a reason?" He said. A light-hearted grin played across Killer Queen's face.
"Guess not." She said with a shrug of her shoulders. "Still blows my mind, though."
"The most arrogant, self-assured person on Planet Mall, and you're sitting here telling me you have no idea what I see in you?" Khashoggi said with a laugh.
"I guess I am," She said, shaking her head with a grin. Khashoggi ran his hand gently up and down her back, the other hand on her waist. Killer Queen lay her chin on her crossed arms on Khashoggi's chest, her blue eyes locked on his.
"You're sure you want to get more involved with me?" She said.
"Did you grill Rathbone with the same questions?" Khashoggi asked with a grin. Killer Queen chuckled.
"Ironically, I did, but the only difference is that he didn't love me," She said with another shrug. "So there was no point in asking him the previous question."
Khashoggi kissed her forehead, hugging her closer to him, his dark eyes focused on hers. "I love you. That's the difference between him and me."
Killer Queen found it easier and easier to believe him. She studied his face, in the moment that the two shared. She could his chest rise and fall beneath her. It was growing clearer that no matter how hard she tried to avoid it, she was crazy about this man. But it scared the hell out of her all the same.
"We've got four hours until the alarm goes off." She said, biting her bottom lip with a grin, a playful, mischievous glint in her eyes. "I can think of a couple things we can do in the meantime… and they all fall under the same category."
Khashoggi gave a mock groan, chuckling all at once. "You know sex isn't the core factor of a relationship, right?"
"It's a hell of a lot of it." Killer Queen countered. Khashoggi laughed, jumping with a light yelp of surprise as her nails started to close on his package. Those boys were his life, and he knew the Killer Queen was perfectly capable of neutering him at the drop of a hat.
"No wonder men are afraid of you." He said, quickly guarding himself with a laugh. Killer Queen snorted.
"That's one of a couple reasons why men are afraid of me." She shot back, engaging in their game of playful, witty banter.
"I'm serious though," He said, trying to bring her back with a laugh. "A relationship can function on both levels, non-sexual and sexual."
Killer Queen paused with a groan, lifting her eyes to him as she studied him. "You're being serious, aren't you?"
"I am."
Killer Queen sighed heavily. "Fine. It's your choice." She said, mock disappointed. She got up and Khashoggi watched her start to leave the bed. His eyes traced the outline of her body as her back was to him. Traced every curve, and ran up and down her long, elegant, bare legs, the black silk, thigh-length nightgown clinging to her in a way that complimented her body in every way possible.
"We've got four hours. I'm getting in the shower." She said. The image began playing in Khashoggi's mind all of a sudden and it drove him wild. He leapt out of bed, his arm swooping around her waist as he spun her to him.
"I'm joining you," He said with a grin.
"Oh, no, I thought relationships can survive without sex," Killer Queen mocked him with a grin. Khashoggi kissed her, after about five seconds breaking it, leaving the Head breathless when he pulled away.
"You think that's easy for me with someone like you?" He said with a grin, guiding her to the bathroom as she stumbled backwards with him. She chuckled, fingers combing through his hair as she pulled his face back to her, practically sucking on both his lips.
"Commander Khashoggi, I will not enter that shower without you in there with me, and that is an order," She growled with a laugh as they knocked a metal tissue container off the counter. That was one of a couple things that hit the floor as they continued on, stumbling back and forth across the bathroom until Khashoggi lifted her up roughly onto the sink counter. Her back slammed against the mirror and the whole thing rippled with the impact. A part of her wondered how sturdy the thing was but she didn't care at the moment. Khashoggi was assisting her in yanking the nighty up and over her head to where she was just in a leather bra and panties. Ironically enough, leather was made softer nowadays, and underwear seemed more durable and was comfortable enough. Plus they looked badass. Khashoggi yanked his shirt off and Killer Queen lunged at him, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Back up, back up, back up, back—Khashoggi!" Killer Queen shrieked with laughter in between kissing him with such ferocity that the contact barely broke, even when Khashoggi stumbled back trying to make it into the shower but collided with the wall instead.
Killer Queen slid off of him, taking absolute control. "That's it, you don't know what you're doing," She muttered with a laugh, both hands against his chest as she pushed him into the shower and turned it on.
"COLD!!!" Khashoggi yelped with a laugh. Killer Queen was cracking up.
"Be a man and deal with it." She choked between laughs, reaching behind her and unbuckled her bra.
"Big boy's about to disappear!"
"You'd better get it up, God help me, Khashoggi," Killer Queen snorted. "Do something!"
She hurried in as the water became almost unbearably warm and slammed the shower door behind them.
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Boom boom
Clap
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Boom boom
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Boom boom
Clap
Buddy, you're a boy
Make a big noise
Playin' in the street
Gonna be a big man someday
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Kicking your can
All over the place
We will, we will
Rock you
