Yay for showing backbone...or a lack of self preservational instincts! :D
Audacity
I deposited my weight face first onto the plush comforter of my bed unmindful of the little woman sleeping not even half a foot from me.
She was a brat really and barely even fifteen.
With my eyes shut tight against invading streams of moonlight, I heard her breathe and then shift.
I felt her eyes roaming my form.
"You're bleeding."
Yeah, I am but I don't give a shit.
Her hands move to touch my shoulders, stripped of the usual cropped white jacket. I growled deeply in warning at her close proximity but she didn't cease her movements.
I felt a familiar, warm, wet appendage drag itself lazily across my wounded right bicep and shoulder.
My snarls continued but they didn't discourage her.
It was moments like these when I realized one of the reasons why I'd taken her from her home in that pathetic human plain.
The girl had guts.
Uncaring of the fact that I could snap her in two with a flick of my wrist she tended to me.
She could be so childish…and yet she handled certain situations with an odd maturity many failed to realize she possessed.
Or maybe I read too much into her behavior as confusing as it is to me.
Maybe the girl's just stupid.
"Brat..." I growl warningly.
She shifts her position and buries her nose into my hair despite it being streaked with blood
"You'll get blood on the sheets." She says.
I don't care.
"You're so reckless."
I suddenly have her by the throat, pressing her down into the soft cushions but not enough to harm.
Not yet.
Her laughter is breathless.
I grin manically, all teeth.
Beautiful…
R&R please but no flames
