Post by mic on Nov 30, 2008 17:51:30 GMT -5
(Don't read this if you're not old enough. Thanks)
"Mmmmmmmph. What time'sit?" Mich's muffled voice came from under a mound of pillows and satin bedsheets. The bed linen surged as he wormed his way out of the nest that he had been dozing in for the past two hours. His black hair stuck up in every direction and he had dark circles under his eyes but that wasn't the worst of it.
"Don't worry, my roommate doesn't come home for another hour." A sultry female voice purred from inside the make-shift love nest. Red fingernails wormed their way through the sheets and wound up in his hair. Mich blinked once as he tried to read the green numbers on the digital alarm clock that was on the nightstand but his eyes were acting funny and he was seeing double.
"You sure?" He asked as he looked down and allowed the woman to drag his head toward hers. The kiss that she planted on him was enough of an answer.
"You're not bored are you?" The woman pouted as she shifted slightly from under him and wrapped her arms around his neck so that he couldn't pull away from her. As if he wanted to.
"We were having so much fun." Another sleepy voice purred and Mich just gave a self-satisfied smirk as girl number two wriggled out from he covers and tossed her long locks over her shoulder. Girl number one licked lips and ran her tongue along Mich's chin and down his throat, following the trail of tattoos that ran down his neck. The girls had been fascinated by his body art and spent a good while getting themselves acquainted which each individual piece. After all it wasn't every day that Nikki Sixx walked into a bar all by his lonesome on a Saturday night.
And Mich wasn't one to complain. So they had mistaken him for Nikki Sixx. Heck everyone did. But a pair of twins with no male companion in tow was just too good of an opportunity to pass up. They had had a few drinks, smoked a joint or two, did a line of blow and Mich found himself in their two bedroom flat that they shared with their roommates, who were conveniently out of town for the weekend. It worked out well for everyone so no worries.
Heh.
"How long are you going to be in town for?" Girl number two asked as she crawled up behind him and began to run her talented fingers across his shoulders. Mich groaned and allowed himself to be knocked over by the two little fiends as they started to pick up where they had left off a few hours before.
"For a while." He growled and bared his teeth playfully as girl number one leaned forward and nipped the tip of his nose before her lips found his. He felt that one down to his toes as she tried to maul him with her mouth. This was one of those times when Mich just wanted to get down on his knees and thank god for creating twins.
"Will we see you again?" Girl number two asked as she picked up his right arm and began to nip each of his fingers while her fingers traced the tattoo sleeve that covered his skin.
"Any time you want to." Mich gasped when girl number one finally let him come up for air. Sweet Jesus Hallelujah!
And that was it in the talking department. The girls were slowly making their way down his chest and the part of Mich's brain that was capable of logical thought and speech wasn't working right then. Things were certainly heating up and fireworks would have gone off like the Fourth of July had it not been for the jingling of keys that made the twins freeze on the spot.
"Hmmmm?" Mich opened his eyes as he felt tension entered the bedroom like a slice of a cold knife.
"They're home." Girl number one mouthed and the two looked at each other in alarm.
"Girls? We're home!" A deep male voice rang out as the front door of the apartment was opened and two pair of heavy footsteps entered the front hall.
"I thought you said your roommates were gone all weekend." Mich grumbled as the girls sprang off the bed like a pair of startled deer.
"Umm Nikki. We don't have roommates." Girl number two said nervously as she quickly wrapped a bed sheet around her while her sister scrambled on the floor to collect their clothes.
"You don't?" Mich lifted his head and ducked just in time. His heavy boots were flung at him as was the rest of his clothing.
"Girls? You still asleep?" That clearly was not the voice of a male roommate. A jolt of panic went through Mich like an electric shot and he moved like lightning as he grabbed his clothes off the bed and threw on his boots.
"Who is that?" Mich demanded in a low voice as the two girls ran around the room, trying to get rid of the evidence of last night's wild ride.
"Girls? Is someone in there with you? Girls!" The voice was now at the bedroom door but thankfully the twins were smart enough to have locked it beforehand.
"It's just the TV daddy." Girl number two said in a sweet sing-song voice that made Mich stop dead in his tracks.
"Daddy?" He looked at them with his jaw hanging down somewhere between his knees. "How old are you two?"
"Ummm...seventeen." Girl number one smiled sheepishly as she shoved herself into a housecoat and tied up the front.
"Seventeen! You said you were 21!" Mich practically shouted. Bad bad very bad mistake.
"Who the hell is in there!" Daddy roared and the doorknob rattled violently as the man tried to get the door open. "So help me god when I get my hands on the guy I'm going to kill him! OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!"
"We...lied a little." Girl number one laughed nervously as she ushered the stunned werewolf to the bedroom window. "Out the fire escape. It's the only way."
"A little!" That was all Mich could say. 17? Oh my god!
"That's it! I'm getting the shotgun!" Daddy snarled and the door shuddered violently from a blow of his fists.
"Oh god. Nikki you have to leave now. Now Nikki!" Girl number two shrieked. Both girls knew about the .24 caliber shotgun their father kept in the closet and they knew what their father was like when it came to guys.
"Don't forget us." Girl number one said and she grabbed Mich and kissed him one final time before she and her sister shoved the naked man out onto the fire escape and slammed the window shut.
The second that window shut Mich leapt into action. There was no time for clothes. He had to move and he had to move down. With only his boots on his feet and his clothes under one arm Mich bolted down the metal stairs as fast as he could take them two at a time. He made it to the third set of stairs before he heard the girls scream and glass shatter. With his acute sense of hearing it was easy to hear the cocking of the shotgun and Mich threw caution to the wind and jumped the rest of the way to the alley below just as the shotgun went off with a deafening boom.
Mich landed on his hands and feet in a runners crouch and without thinking he just reacted.
"Oh shit! Oh shit! SHIT SHIT SHIT!" He swore as he bolted for the mouth of the alleyway just as Daddy snarled out a bloody oath and took aim again. Luckily his aim was off by a few feet and the dumpster took the blow instead of Mich as he wove around the dumpster and dropped his clothes in the process. Screw it! He'd go back for them later. Right now he had to put as much distance between himself and Daddy as he possibly could.
"WHEN I FIND YOU I'LL MOUNT YOUR HEAD ON MY WALL!!!" Daddy roared out as Mich turned the corner and sprinted into the major roadway like a singed bat out of hell.
Mich just kept on running with his hair waving in the wind as he charged down one street and then doubled back and went down another. Being stark naked didn't bother him. Having a raving lunatic after him with a shotgun did.
"Mmmmmmmph. What time'sit?" Mich's muffled voice came from under a mound of pillows and satin bedsheets. The bed linen surged as he wormed his way out of the nest that he had been dozing in for the past two hours. His black hair stuck up in every direction and he had dark circles under his eyes but that wasn't the worst of it.
"Don't worry, my roommate doesn't come home for another hour." A sultry female voice purred from inside the make-shift love nest. Red fingernails wormed their way through the sheets and wound up in his hair. Mich blinked once as he tried to read the green numbers on the digital alarm clock that was on the nightstand but his eyes were acting funny and he was seeing double.
"You sure?" He asked as he looked down and allowed the woman to drag his head toward hers. The kiss that she planted on him was enough of an answer.
"You're not bored are you?" The woman pouted as she shifted slightly from under him and wrapped her arms around his neck so that he couldn't pull away from her. As if he wanted to.
"We were having so much fun." Another sleepy voice purred and Mich just gave a self-satisfied smirk as girl number two wriggled out from he covers and tossed her long locks over her shoulder. Girl number one licked lips and ran her tongue along Mich's chin and down his throat, following the trail of tattoos that ran down his neck. The girls had been fascinated by his body art and spent a good while getting themselves acquainted which each individual piece. After all it wasn't every day that Nikki Sixx walked into a bar all by his lonesome on a Saturday night.
And Mich wasn't one to complain. So they had mistaken him for Nikki Sixx. Heck everyone did. But a pair of twins with no male companion in tow was just too good of an opportunity to pass up. They had had a few drinks, smoked a joint or two, did a line of blow and Mich found himself in their two bedroom flat that they shared with their roommates, who were conveniently out of town for the weekend. It worked out well for everyone so no worries.
Heh.
"How long are you going to be in town for?" Girl number two asked as she crawled up behind him and began to run her talented fingers across his shoulders. Mich groaned and allowed himself to be knocked over by the two little fiends as they started to pick up where they had left off a few hours before.
"For a while." He growled and bared his teeth playfully as girl number one leaned forward and nipped the tip of his nose before her lips found his. He felt that one down to his toes as she tried to maul him with her mouth. This was one of those times when Mich just wanted to get down on his knees and thank god for creating twins.
"Will we see you again?" Girl number two asked as she picked up his right arm and began to nip each of his fingers while her fingers traced the tattoo sleeve that covered his skin.
"Any time you want to." Mich gasped when girl number one finally let him come up for air. Sweet Jesus Hallelujah!
And that was it in the talking department. The girls were slowly making their way down his chest and the part of Mich's brain that was capable of logical thought and speech wasn't working right then. Things were certainly heating up and fireworks would have gone off like the Fourth of July had it not been for the jingling of keys that made the twins freeze on the spot.
"Hmmmm?" Mich opened his eyes as he felt tension entered the bedroom like a slice of a cold knife.
"They're home." Girl number one mouthed and the two looked at each other in alarm.
"Girls? We're home!" A deep male voice rang out as the front door of the apartment was opened and two pair of heavy footsteps entered the front hall.
"I thought you said your roommates were gone all weekend." Mich grumbled as the girls sprang off the bed like a pair of startled deer.
"Umm Nikki. We don't have roommates." Girl number two said nervously as she quickly wrapped a bed sheet around her while her sister scrambled on the floor to collect their clothes.
"You don't?" Mich lifted his head and ducked just in time. His heavy boots were flung at him as was the rest of his clothing.
"Girls? You still asleep?" That clearly was not the voice of a male roommate. A jolt of panic went through Mich like an electric shot and he moved like lightning as he grabbed his clothes off the bed and threw on his boots.
"Who is that?" Mich demanded in a low voice as the two girls ran around the room, trying to get rid of the evidence of last night's wild ride.
"Girls? Is someone in there with you? Girls!" The voice was now at the bedroom door but thankfully the twins were smart enough to have locked it beforehand.
"It's just the TV daddy." Girl number two said in a sweet sing-song voice that made Mich stop dead in his tracks.
"Daddy?" He looked at them with his jaw hanging down somewhere between his knees. "How old are you two?"
"Ummm...seventeen." Girl number one smiled sheepishly as she shoved herself into a housecoat and tied up the front.
"Seventeen! You said you were 21!" Mich practically shouted. Bad bad very bad mistake.
"Who the hell is in there!" Daddy roared and the doorknob rattled violently as the man tried to get the door open. "So help me god when I get my hands on the guy I'm going to kill him! OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!"
"We...lied a little." Girl number one laughed nervously as she ushered the stunned werewolf to the bedroom window. "Out the fire escape. It's the only way."
"A little!" That was all Mich could say. 17? Oh my god!
"That's it! I'm getting the shotgun!" Daddy snarled and the door shuddered violently from a blow of his fists.
"Oh god. Nikki you have to leave now. Now Nikki!" Girl number two shrieked. Both girls knew about the .24 caliber shotgun their father kept in the closet and they knew what their father was like when it came to guys.
"Don't forget us." Girl number one said and she grabbed Mich and kissed him one final time before she and her sister shoved the naked man out onto the fire escape and slammed the window shut.
The second that window shut Mich leapt into action. There was no time for clothes. He had to move and he had to move down. With only his boots on his feet and his clothes under one arm Mich bolted down the metal stairs as fast as he could take them two at a time. He made it to the third set of stairs before he heard the girls scream and glass shatter. With his acute sense of hearing it was easy to hear the cocking of the shotgun and Mich threw caution to the wind and jumped the rest of the way to the alley below just as the shotgun went off with a deafening boom.
Mich landed on his hands and feet in a runners crouch and without thinking he just reacted.
"Oh shit! Oh shit! SHIT SHIT SHIT!" He swore as he bolted for the mouth of the alleyway just as Daddy snarled out a bloody oath and took aim again. Luckily his aim was off by a few feet and the dumpster took the blow instead of Mich as he wove around the dumpster and dropped his clothes in the process. Screw it! He'd go back for them later. Right now he had to put as much distance between himself and Daddy as he possibly could.
"WHEN I FIND YOU I'LL MOUNT YOUR HEAD ON MY WALL!!!" Daddy roared out as Mich turned the corner and sprinted into the major roadway like a singed bat out of hell.
Mich just kept on running with his hair waving in the wind as he charged down one street and then doubled back and went down another. Being stark naked didn't bother him. Having a raving lunatic after him with a shotgun did.