doesn't mind. He-...she woke up female. Burned breakfast definately isn't what she's in the bathroom shouting about.

runs down the hallway and opens the door. "What the hell are you screaming about OH MY GOD YOU HAVE TITTS AND A VAGINA."

stares, a smile itching its way on his face. "Damn baby don't you look fine."

also had an absolute fucking mane of hair hanging in her face too. "Get the fuck out! What the fuck was in that fuckin' booze?! I bet it was

the goddamn bodypaint!"

to touch her hair so bad. Gods he loves hair. He winces at her shreiking. "Calm down, I've already seen you naked. You're freaking-

out like a bitch. If that was the truth then fuck I would been a girl like countless times." He throws his hands up in the air and leans-

on the doorway.

points at her chest. In another few hours this will be *amazing*, but right now she really can't help *freaking out*. Five meters doesn't-

refer to how far here boobs stick out, y'know. And that pride and joy is just gone! ...and oh Gott, what the fuck happened to that-

piercing?

follows her point and smirks. "Yeah those are pretty great. On the positive side, you're not on your period." He sticks his tongue out. "So-

you want breakfast or what? Cause I'm going to need you to drive me to the clinic. I need stitches."

face goes a nasty shade of gray. She better fucking change back before that happens, or so help her she'll shove an entire pillow up-

her vagina. "What's'a matter, pussy? Too rough for ya?"

catches himself on the doorframe. "Considering I asked for, and want it just as rough if not rougher for the next time we fuck, I am no-

pussy. I am worried about my constantly oozing head."

frowns, but on the girl-face it looks more like a full-lipped pout. "Put a bandaid on it."

wipes a hand on his bloody head then on the counter next to her, smearing it red. "Does it look like a bandaid will fix this? By-

the way, you're cute when you pout."

rolls her eyes. "Aw, whatever. I dunno where the fuck your clinic is around here."

smirks. "What's wrong being called cute weirds ya out? If you would kindly drive I could point the way."

starts grinning again. He's really going to give her his car keys? Fuck yeah, she'll drive. She'll drive him fuckin' *anywhere*. "I'm-

not cute, I'm fuckin' *hot*. Damn."

He moves closer, circling an arm round her lower waist. "You're godamn edible." He breathes, licking a spot on her neck."

lets him get away with that but just pushes his face away after a minute. "And you're bleedin' out the back of your head. Paws off."

laughs and backs off, giving her space. "Hurry your fine ass up I want to get there and back before nightfall." He smirks at her and-

goes into the living room, swiping his keys up in one fluid motion that left him spinning.

to find the rest of her clothes first. He better not think she's going in that place without a bra on though. Sloppy. Once she's dressed-

in her regular man-clothes, she meets him at the door, hand out for the keys.

takes a moment to grin down at her. He's careful with his lip, he thinks she may have split it last night. He holds them out. "She's old-

so you be careful on my car. Promise?"

a little irritated that he seems so much taller. She wasnt that tall to begin with but man...this just seems unfair. She snatches the

keys and storms on out to his car. "Yeah, yeah."

follows her out, perplexed. "What the fuck are you so....hey I'm taller then you." He laughs and slides into the passenger-

side seat. "By the way this thing is kinda....shitty. So it might take a minute to turn on."

figures this out for herself a minute later when she's trying to get the fucking engine to turn over, complaining in loud German all the-

while. When it finally does, she at least has the forethought not to squeal the tires like she does with West's car when pulling out.

carefully lays the side of his head on the window. "Take a left out the driveway and go straight for a awhile. Thanks for doing this-

by the way."

wait to get up to speed until she's on that straight stretch. Then she'll see just how much this little baby can handle. "Whatever. -

Suppose it's alright after last night."

laughs. "Take a right at the first stop sign. It's only like five minutes away." He leans away and notices a bloody smear on the window.

"Godamnit. I hate head wounds."

takes a right, forgetting that rolling stops are technically illegal. "Suck it up."

doesn't really mind about the rolling stop. "It's right there. You might want to slow down so we can pull in the parking lot."

slows down *some*, but not enough that she doesn't have to brake pretty hard to get parked. "There. Go get your head sewn up. Make sure you

tell 'em how it happened to."

lurches forward at the abrupt stop but doesn't hit the dashboard because of his seat belt. "Dirty talk the doctor. Got it." He steps out of-

the car and holds out his hands for the keys. "Just so you don't try and split."

accidentally pouts. Too fucking easy with this body. But she hands the keys over. "Don't fuckin' do that. I don't wanna be sittin' out-

here all day waitin' for you to come out with doctor load all over your face."

laughs. "I'll be out like in ten. They're fast. By the way, you're pouting. And you're just jealous because you want to cum on this face."

goes inside and sure enough, ten minutes later he exits with stitches in his head and painkillers in his hand. "Ready to go?"

makes a face at the closed door. She sits there in silence, drumming her fingers against the steering wheel. When he finally comes out,-

she sighs and puts her hand out for the keys. "Give me the fucking keys, damn it."

holds them out, ready to yank them out of her hand when she reaches for them.

"Take them then."

unknowingly reaches for them, of course.

yanks them back with a grin. "Too slow."

yanks them back with a grin. "Too slow."

sits there glaring at him for a moment. So this is what it feels like when he does the same shit to West? "Hand them over, fairydick."

tosses them at her. "Yes sir." He lounges in his seat then flips the top off of his pill bottle and starts chugging them.

grabs at the keys, gets the car started and revs it out of the parking lot. She has to snort over what he's doing though. "Easy on those."

stops after he gets about a mouthful and swallows then dry. "So sentimental. I know my own limits."

figures she's doing an okay job of getting back. She doesn't hit or almost kill anyone. That might be because she only gets them to a-

certain speed before having to slow down for turns all the time. Whatever; they're still going to make it back in one piece. "Horseshit.-

I just want you to leave some so I can lift 'em off ya and sell 'em."

stares woozily at the bottle. "You can sell these?"

grabs for the, causing the car to lurch into the other lane for a split second before she corrects it. "Fuck yeah you can! Two for twenty."

stares at the bottle. Then grins almost evilly. "I'll give you some if do me a favor."

stares at the bottle. Then grins almost evilly. "I'll give you some if do me a favor."

swings around another corner. "Not suckin' your dick while I'm drivin'. Forge tit."

...forget it* )

"Didn't say while I was driving." He chuckles nd feels the world slow down. He might have taken too many.

flips him off. His driveway is in sight already though. Prepare for a spin into it.

lurches at her reckless driving. "Fuck dude. You want to though?"

puts the car in park and frowns at him, fingers tapping delicately on the wheel. "You just wanna be the first to hit it."

shrugs. "Am I really that bad you can't stand to fuck me?" He sets a hand on her thigh.

snorts. "Oh, please. I've fucked far worse. Never said you were bad. Now quit fishin' for compliments and get your fuckin' ass inside-

first."

cocks an eyebrow. "First? So we are going to." He steps out the car.

gets out as well to follow him to the house. "Can you even keep a stiff dick with all those pills in ya?"

almost falls and leans on his door frame as he fumbles with the door knob. "Baby I got a raging hard on right now."

snorts, laughing. "That's the *door knob* not your dick, dipshit. And don't call me baby."

blinks and lazily smirks. "Hell yeah. Do something to stop me."

just rolls her eyes. "I'll pop ya in the mouth one good time. That oughta do it."

opens the door and fumbles inside. "Do it. Fucking turn me on."

opens the door and fumbles inside. "Do it. Fucking turn me on."

snickers as she follows him in. "Are you making more door puns? *Turn* me on?"

slouches on the couch. "I cant think beyond my dick. So whats up sexy mama?"

's nose wrinkles. Gott, hopefully this isn't how *she* comes across when she's trying to be hot as a guy. Sexy mama. Really. ...aw,-

fuck it. She isn't entirely impressed, but she flips her hair back and climbs over him, slowly sinking down to straddle his lap. "I-

believe it."

laughs and circles his arms around her. "I dont come off as this cheesy when Im not fucked up."

takes the bottom of her shirt, loops it up through the collar, and knots it, 90s-style. This shows off plenty of her middle when her hips-

start gyrating, giving him a lapdance to non-existant music. "Mhm, I bet."

groans and traces his fingers on the small of her back. "Godamn." He shifts and feels his dick get half hard.

isn't going to be satisfied with that. So off come with shorts before she'll even barely touch his cock. Even then she just barely rubs-

herself against him through his pants and her own...well. Boxers. But the shirt is the next thing to go.

(should we private this now? XD)

Lol yeah. I guess.)