He didn’t look convinced, so I leaned over and gave him a hug. My eyes went wide from the ferocity of his embrace. I patted his back, letting him know I was ready to be released, but he didn’t get the hint and kept clinging.
“Alright D,” I wheezed, stepping away from him.
His arms fell to his side, his eyes registering pain. I gave him an apologetic smile and reclaimed my seat next to Kill while D watched me walk away.
“You ready to go?” Kill asked, bowing his head to whisper in my ear.
I nodded. I had school the next day and was ready to end the night.
“I need to get Slick home. She has school tomorrow, and she's had a long day,” Kill said, getting up and pulling my chair out for me.
“Who's Slick?” Fang asked in confusion as a girl in a tiny white dress licked his neck.
“Me,” I answered.
“Wait, I thought D was trying to get in your pants?” Fang said.
Kill froze next to me, and I put my hand on his arm, trying to calm him.
“Nobody's trying to get in my pants,” I stated, attempting to defuse the situation.
“I am,” Fang replied pissing the girl on his lap off. She started to get up, but he stopped her by sticking his tongue down her throat.
“Yeah, we need to get going too,” Van said, helping Jessie out of her chair. Since everyone from our group came in the same car, we all said our goodnights and left the Houndmounds to enjoy their groupies.
On the drive home, I fell asleep against Kill’s shoulder. I woke up to find him lifting me out of the Highlander.
“I’m awake. I can walk,” I said, my voice gravelly from sleep.
“I gotcha, Slick; just relax.”
I didn’t argue, soaking in the comfort his embrace provided. He dropped me down on the bed and whispered he would come back soon.
Later that night, he slipped into my bed and drew me close to him. “Hey, are you awake?”
“Uh huh,” I answered, too tired to talk.
He laughed at my response. After some work, I got my tongue to move. My voice sounded thick, but I needed to get the words out.
“Thanks for not letting any skanks sit on you tonight.”
He sucked in a large breath, and when he replied, his voice was serious. “No more women for me, Slick. There hasn't been anyone else since I first saw you. Also, I wouldn’t hate it if you stayed away from any males that become enamored with you.”
I tried to breathe evenly when he admitted his jealousy quietly into my hair. My heart beat wildly while my brain screamed at me to stop getting drawn in any further. I wasn't sure if what my vagina was requesting was physically possible, so I just shushed her. I was in too deep already.
“Alright, Killer.”
“Thanks, Slick.”