“She told me she was having trouble with a permit and I . . . I wished her good luck. You’re right. I am just a stupid snake.”
Grace was curled up on the seat of her chair, holding her stomach as she nearly convulsed with laughter. “How? How are you this unlucky? You finally meet someone, she’s making eyes like she wants to fuck you on the spot, and it turns out she’s the business rival who’s going to put you under. Who else has luck like this?!”
“Don’t throw up on my floor,” he grumbled as she continued to wheeze in laughter. “I don’t know how I’m this unlucky, it’s not fair.”
Grace gasped, still laughing. “Ranar, wait! Maybethatis how you get out from under this. What if she’s still the one? Maybe you just need to fuck this out of your systems!“ She looked incredibly pleased with the suggestion, nodding against the padded arm of the chair. “You should call her tomorrow and make the offer. I’ll bet once she gets the double dick down, she won’t even care about having a shop anymore. She’d probably be willing to work foryou!”
“Shhhhhhhhh!” He twisted in his seat, throwing a glance down the darkened hallway, feeling the room pitch as he did so.Fucking tequila. “Lower your voice! Gracie, I am begging you to see a doctor. That mothman has scrambled your brain.”
“I think we’re drunk,” she stage whispered, still curled in the seat of her chair. “But this is averygood idea. You’re just a silly snake, you wouldn’t know a good idea if it slithered up and bit you.“ She sat up quickly, pantomiming his side-to-side undulation, both of her hands cupping the air around her thighs. “You just need to give her a taste of the stacked salami, and I’ll bet this will all go away. Oh shit, I’m dizzy.”
Ranar closed his eyes, willing the room to stop spinning. He would never drink tequila again.You can’t trust something made by centaurs in the desert.Hewishedit could be thatsimple. If all he needed to do was pin Sumi down beneath his weight, the tip of his tail holding one of her legs open as he fed one of his cocks into her . . .Who knows? Maybe she’d be up for taking both.If all they needed to do was fuck this division out of the way, he would go knock on her door right now. He was certainly horny enough.
But you’re not that lucky. And you were horrible to her.
It was a terrible character flaw, Ranar thought, that he was unable to be mean to someone and not feel guilty almost immediately. He had meant what he’d said that day, the afternoon she had turned up in his shop — or at least, he had in the moment. But he had wanted to bite his traitorous tongue out of his mouth the instant the hurt reached her eyes. Her words back to him were just as sharp, just as biting, but he had made the first strike, and everything that came after could be chalked up to defense.
If he could take that back, if he could smooth over this little tiny issue of her shop that would absolutely put his under, if they could tiptoe around the gulf that lay between them and put their differences to rest by fucking, he would.Bury the hatchet. And then bury it again a little while later just for good measure. And then again in the morning. Just to make sure there’s no resentment.
But he wasn’t that lucky. It didn’t matter if the thought of her sparkling eyes and full lips made him hard, which they had, several times since the day outside the coffee shop, and it didn’t matter if she had flirted with him once or twice. He was only attracted to her because Grace had put the notion in his head in the first place. It didn’t matter if she had agreed to go out with him that morning in front of the Beanery’s doors, that she’d actually seemed happy at the prospect. Didn’t matter whatever possibilities had been there once.
They were enemies now. That was the way it was, and that was simply the way it had to be.
Poison the Well
Ranar
PinksPosies&Pearls:So like, I know you have a lot going on right now,
But I’m here with more problems that need solving
OR! Wtf, why didn’t lead with this
I’m here to?distract you?from your problems…with problems of my own??
ChaoticConcertina:Hit me. I need ALL the distractions right now.
Wait, it’s the middle of the night.
Why are you even up?!
PinksPosies&Pearls:?problems?
I require the assistance of someone far less foolish that I am
Okay, so I met someone recently. I know this is going to sound stupid,
but right from the first moment, I felt like it was fate.
Like I was supposed to have met them,
that they were a part of this cosmic plan the universe has laid out for me.
Even though I had no real reason to think so, I couldn’t shake the feeling they were
going to be this integral presence in my new life.
PinksPosies&Pearls:I’m sure you can sense where this is going, right?
