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guinny_hamilton) wrote2007-11-29 11:53 pm
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nutmeg610 because of her crappy week:
Marcus looked at his watch for what felt like the millionth time in twenty minutes. The one time he had to make use of public transport and the bus was late.
He glanced over at the pretty little brunette standing a few feet away. She seemed cold and not so much annoyed as completely miserable. He could offer to get her warm again, and he was fairly certain there would be some bliss involved for her as well, but sadly he was in a hurry, there was nothing in the near vicinity to shield them from the icy wind and Marcus would be damned before he had sex outside in the freezing cold.
He had a reputation to live up to after all.
The sound of a heavy vehicle turning a corner made him look up to see the bus approach. The brunette straightened up and shot him a shy smile, which settled it.
Someone had to pay for making her sad.
He politely let the girl enter the bus first and then narrowed his eyes at the driver, who had the audacity to ask for money for a service he had not properly provide. Hauling the cowering driver up by his neck, he basked in the fear on the man's face before he punched his fist clean through his chest.
There was a guttural sound and a twitch and the lifeless body sagged to the floor. Marcus used the jacket issued by the bus company to wipe his bloody fist and then smiled at the speechless brunette. He was surprised and a little turned on to see wicked satisfaction in her eyes.
He extended his hand to her. "Let's go somewhere warm."
nutmeg610 because of her crappy week:Marcus looked at his watch for what felt like the millionth time in twenty minutes. The one time he had to make use of public transport and the bus was late.
He glanced over at the pretty little brunette standing a few feet away. She seemed cold and not so much annoyed as completely miserable. He could offer to get her warm again, and he was fairly certain there would be some bliss involved for her as well, but sadly he was in a hurry, there was nothing in the near vicinity to shield them from the icy wind and Marcus would be damned before he had sex outside in the freezing cold.
He had a reputation to live up to after all.
The sound of a heavy vehicle turning a corner made him look up to see the bus approach. The brunette straightened up and shot him a shy smile, which settled it.
Someone had to pay for making her sad.
He politely let the girl enter the bus first and then narrowed his eyes at the driver, who had the audacity to ask for money for a service he had not properly provide. Hauling the cowering driver up by his neck, he basked in the fear on the man's face before he punched his fist clean through his chest.
There was a guttural sound and a twitch and the lifeless body sagged to the floor. Marcus used the jacket issued by the bus company to wipe his bloody fist and then smiled at the speechless brunette. He was surprised and a little turned on to see wicked satisfaction in her eyes.
He extended his hand to her. "Let's go somewhere warm."