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“Can you, like, go back to the tents? I can’t pee with you standing so close.” “Why not? Does your human anatomy in that area stop working in the presence of an attractive, virile, mate-worthy male?”
“Yeah, no. I’m not going pee in broad daylight right next to you with your massive cock just hanging out in the breeze. Goodbye.” She stormed away, and as her tiny form retreated around the rock, I found myself smiling, hanging on the one shining word she’d spoken among all her angry ones. Massive. She’d called my cock massive. This was turning out to be a very good day indeed.
“Jump into my arms, Kat!” I cried. Her mouth twisted, her face growing even more red. “Oh. Nope. You know what? I changed my mind.”
“I should be the one asking you if you’re OK. Where I’m from, I’m known for throwing one mean punch.” Galok looked at me blankly for a moment, then collapsed to the ground. “Oh, send for the healers! Please! The mighty Kat has felled me with one of her tiny, beautiful fists.” “Get up, loser,”
Well, who the fuck told someone they wanted a girl to be their mate and bear their children during their first real makeout session? Freaks of nature, that’s who.
“Alright, weirdo,” she muttered, that last word coming out in her language. It probably meant something along the lines of powerful warrior. Or maybe, my future mate. One could hope, at least.
“Galok, do you want to go on a date with me?” “Yes,” I answered immediately, though I had no idea what she was actually asking of me. “What’s a date?”
“And whatever I lack in skill, I will make for in enthusiasm.”
“What does creeper mean? Bringer of great pleasure? Adored one? Mighty warrior?” “None of the above,”
Kat did a strange gesture – poking the tips of two fingers towards her own eyes, then pointing them towards me aggressively, before slipping into the tent with Zoey. I had no idea what that was supposed to mean. Probably something like, I am blinded by my adoration for you, my mate.
