QUOTE : It’s your business if you wanna pretend you’re not queer.”<br /><br />Wrong. Thing. To. Say.<br /><br />His growl echoes on the tiled walls and he makes a move to charge forward only to stop himself feet away from me. Nostrils flared; lips curled back. Delicious anger staring at me. I’m a sick cub for finding him sexy.<br /><br />“You know nothing, Fierro. Keep your fucking mouth shut or I’ll do it for you, got it?”<br /><br />I smile and he’s further pissed off as I watch his eyes crinkle.<br /><br />Pity he’s a jerk, he really is hot.<br /><br />“Whatever you say. Try not to remember how I taste later, yeah?”<br /><br />It’s me who leaves first, brushing by his shoulder and he hisses another curse.<br /><br />His threats today don’t work on me, they never do.<br /><br />He’s like a posturing animal trying to exert his dominance.<br /><br />I never guessed he’d succeed with his tongue in my mouth.<br /><br />Stranger things have happened, but never did I think I’d end up making out with my tormentor.