The Future May Not Be Sexy…But Shadi Is!
'Your future is so dull you'd need a bonfire to make it out.'
Isis pursed her lips, frowning. Rage built inside her until finally, she let out a muffled scream of frustration and tore the bumper sticker into confetti.
"Feel better?" Shadi asked, amused.
Isis blinked and looked thoughtful. "Much," she said finally.
"Good," Shadi said. "Now…exactly what are they implying by this?" he asked testily.
"That we are…'vanilla', I believe is the term, beloved," Isis said. "Or at least our sex life is."
Shadi rolled his eyes. "What, we have to get out the whips and chains in order not to be considered sexually boring?"
"Apparently," Isis agreed.
Shadi hmmphed, folding his arms across his chest. "Whatever happened to good, old-fashioned romance? Everything's all about sex, sex, sex these days."
Isis giggled. "Oh, please. This from the man who made me scream out his name five times last night? Using just his tongue?" She cocked one eyebrow suggestively.
Flushing, Shadi ducked his head before a devious smile graced his face. "It was six times," he corrected, smirking almost evilly.
Rolling her eyes, Isis said, "Fine, oh Master of Memory. What are we going to do about this?" She gestured to the confetti on the floor.
Frowning thoughtfully, Shadi said, "I'll think of something… In the meantime…"
"Yes?" Isis asked, wary of the glint in her lover's eyes.
"Want to try for seven?"
Isis smiled challengingly. "Give it your best shot, Sexy," she purred.
Shadi grinned. "Oh, I will," he said – and pounced.