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"No."
"Why are you laughing like a hyena?"
"Because you are so fucking cute."
"Argh," I growl, "I hate it when you use that bloody 'c' word."
"What do you say, Beauty?"
"I have to admit that the thought of you putting the python between your legs in my arse again doesn't exactly fill me with joy."
"Didn't hear you complaining about it the last time." He smirks.
I redden, "That...that was different."
"Oh, yeah?" He leans in close enough for our breaths to mingle, "How was it different?"
"Umm," I blink rapidly, "I don't know, it was just different."
He stares at me and I raise my shoulders, "It was in the heat of the moment, okay? That first time, at your fake funeral, I figured I might as well do it because it would please you."
"So, it didn't please you?" He frowns.
"It...it did." I try to shift my body, but again, I’m pinned in place. "It was a bit painful, at first, but then, you know, once I got into the uh, swing of things, it actually did accentuate the pleasure," I admit. "And then, of course, there was that second time at your place..." I glance at him, then away.
"And," he prompts me, "how was that for you, Beauty?"
"It was..." I shake my head. "It was when you took me against the wall of your room," I whisper.
"And?" He nuzzles at my temple, "Do you remember what I did to you then?"
I draw in a breath, "You..." I clear my throat, "you pounded into me so hard that I felt you all the way down to the tips of my toes. You breached me with such force that I was sure that you were going to split me in two. It...it was..."
"It was?" He peers into my face. "Complete the sentence," he insists when I hesitate.
"It was intense and filthy and indecent and yet," I swallow, "there was something deeply satisfying about it. Like we were communicating on a different level. Like we were arguing without words. Like our bodies were straining to push away, and yet also, come closer. It felt like we were fighting more than fucking. It was..." I tip up my chin, "it was the most erotic experience of my life, okay?" Heat flushes my cheeks, and I am sure that I am blushing even more.
"Only," he searches my gaze, "you still have doubts about doing it again."
"I didn't say that."
"It's written all over your face."
"And when did you become so good at reading my mind?"
He tilts his head and I blow out a breath, "Yes, okay, I admit, I am still not a big fan of anal sex."
"I am sorry if you weren't completely comfortable with it earlier, which is why..." He releases me, then rolls off of me and pads over to his duffel bag. He squats and rummages around, then straightens. He turns to walk over to me and I take in the three packages he holds. One is a small square and another is rectangular in shape. Both have ribbons tied around them. The third one is not wrapped and he sets it down on the side table.
"Oh," I turn over, then sit up. "You bought gifts?"
"For you, and for that beast," he nods toward the sleeping cat. He hands the rectangular one over to me. "That’s for Andy," he adds. I pull off the cover, then open the box and pull out a plush toy in the form of a mouse.
"You bought him a cat toy."
"Apparently, I did." He shakes his head.
"Aww," I coo, "sooo sweet."
