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Thor shifts back to his human form, but he partial shifts a second later, bringing back his claws and his teeth. It’s oddly amusing.
He is not going to get very far with either weapon.
I am much bigger, and stronger than he is.
“How does it feel to be helpless?” I ask him.
He snarls at me. “Fuck you!”
“No thank you, however, if you insist on some sort of fucking, I can find something big and sharp to fuck you with to make sure you bleed profusely.” I glance at Snake. “If you wouldn’t mind, brother, I think we need a stick. A fat one with sharp branches …”
Thor swings his claws at me, narrowly missing my chest.
“Never mind,” I tell Snake, who only shook his head at me when I asked him for the stick anyway.
My brother knows when I am serious, and when I am not.
Thor is not familiar with my sense of humor.
I can smell fear under his anger.
“It feels too easy to kill you,” I admit to Thor. “It’s not satisfying at all. You’re no challenge. You’re much too weak.”
He kicks me, and growls, his face turning red with the effort he’s exerting to try and get free of my grasp. He manages to scratch through my fur with his claws. It tickles, a little bit.
“You should be dead!” he roars, as his hands curl into fists at his sides.
“Well, clearly, I’m not dead, but you will be, soon.”
Just as soon as I figure out how it should be done.
Slashing his throat isn’t vicious enough, but it might be my only option if he keeps wriggling around in my grasp, kicking his legs and slashing with his arms.
That would be disappointing, but it would also be effective.
Ugh. No.It’s too much like something Scratch would do.
He is the efficient one. I prefer to show a little creative flair.
Snake hisses close to me and I look at him, blinking slowly at the bundle in his hands.
“Where did you get rope? Never mind. Yes. We’ll tie him to that tree over there.”
“Put me down and fight like a man,” Thor growls.
I laugh at him. “Fight like a man? That is the sentiment you wish to express now? Where was that sense of fairness when you were talking about doing vile things to our mate? No. You do not deserve to be given a fair chance to live.”
I bring him to the tree and push his worthless body against it.
Snake ties his right wrist up, earning a slashed open forearm in doing so.
I wince at the sight of my brother’s blood. He does not heal quickly. I do not like that he is injured, no matter how small it seems.
He hisses, telling me he’s fine as he wraps the rope around the tree.
I press Thor against the tree one handed, my claws sinking into his chest.
He tries to scratch me with his free hand, and I crush it in my fist, squeezing harder until I hear something snap.
