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little while: next week is finals. But I'll write the next chapter and
get it up as soon as I can!
Two more years have passed and our young lovers are now 18 and 20.
Raptor racked the balls and took the first shot at the corner table in his favorite pool hall. Lynx was finally 18 and could come with him. "Solids," he said as the one dropped into a pocket. He had grown to be taller than Storm at six two and filled out, stacking muscle onto his frame like Wolverine.
"Uncle Scott says that I'm ready to start taking some college classes. He went ahead and enrolled me in some core curriculum classes. You gonna be my ride back and forth to school?" Lynx batted her green eyes at him and her ear-like pigtails bobbed above her. She was a pretty little thing that barely came up to Raptor's shoulder.
"If you need me to be, I will be."
She grinned at him and they played a few games in companionable silence.
"This is our table."
They both turned to face two burly, mean looking biker-types.
"We're almost done here," Raptor said in a calm, friendly voice. "We'll just finish up and be out of your hair."
One of the bikers stepped towards him menacingly. "I said that this was our table, Oreo."
Lynx saw Raptor's fists clench and knew that she had to do something.
"Yeah, Oreo, who's the cream filling: your mama or your papa?"
Lynx stepped towards Raptor, hands already bare. She put one on his clenched, muscular arm. Calm down, I'll get their minds off of your parentage. She spoke aloud, laying the accent on thick and seductive as she sidled up to him. These bikers were such men that she knew that she could easily distract them. "Come on, sugah, ah'm tired of this game anyways." They aren't going to be using their brains soon, sugah. She trailed her hand over his arm, tracing the musculature then moved in between his spread legs. Lynx pressed close, and traced his pecs and six pack, staring up at him with an adoring face.
Raptor's rage had immediately changed to desire once she had started speaking in that seductive voice. He covered it up quickly with gratitude and wrapped his arms around her when she stepped close.
"Take me home and show me your cue stick, sugah."
You're a lifesaver. "Hmm, I'd be glad to show it to you darlin.'" He slung an arm around her and they left the stunned and horny bikers behind.
Outside, Lynx grinned up at him. "See my distraction worked."
They climbed onto his Harley and he started the engine as she clung to him.
"It sure did, darlin'." And not just on them, he thought and wondered when he had fallen in love with his best friend.
Two more years have passed and our young lovers are now 18 and 20.
Raptor racked the balls and took the first shot at the corner table in his favorite pool hall. Lynx was finally 18 and could come with him. "Solids," he said as the one dropped into a pocket. He had grown to be taller than Storm at six two and filled out, stacking muscle onto his frame like Wolverine.
"Uncle Scott says that I'm ready to start taking some college classes. He went ahead and enrolled me in some core curriculum classes. You gonna be my ride back and forth to school?" Lynx batted her green eyes at him and her ear-like pigtails bobbed above her. She was a pretty little thing that barely came up to Raptor's shoulder.
"If you need me to be, I will be."
She grinned at him and they played a few games in companionable silence.
"This is our table."
They both turned to face two burly, mean looking biker-types.
"We're almost done here," Raptor said in a calm, friendly voice. "We'll just finish up and be out of your hair."
One of the bikers stepped towards him menacingly. "I said that this was our table, Oreo."
Lynx saw Raptor's fists clench and knew that she had to do something.
"Yeah, Oreo, who's the cream filling: your mama or your papa?"
Lynx stepped towards Raptor, hands already bare. She put one on his clenched, muscular arm. Calm down, I'll get their minds off of your parentage. She spoke aloud, laying the accent on thick and seductive as she sidled up to him. These bikers were such men that she knew that she could easily distract them. "Come on, sugah, ah'm tired of this game anyways." They aren't going to be using their brains soon, sugah. She trailed her hand over his arm, tracing the musculature then moved in between his spread legs. Lynx pressed close, and traced his pecs and six pack, staring up at him with an adoring face.
Raptor's rage had immediately changed to desire once she had started speaking in that seductive voice. He covered it up quickly with gratitude and wrapped his arms around her when she stepped close.
"Take me home and show me your cue stick, sugah."
You're a lifesaver. "Hmm, I'd be glad to show it to you darlin.'" He slung an arm around her and they left the stunned and horny bikers behind.
Outside, Lynx grinned up at him. "See my distraction worked."
They climbed onto his Harley and he started the engine as she clung to him.
"It sure did, darlin'." And not just on them, he thought and wondered when he had fallen in love with his best friend.