Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

She couldn't fight the urge. His big ole grizzly bark didn't scare her but just made her roll her eyes. She rolled her eyes and even after she did it, she didn't think it was a big deal. Okay, 'breaking' her would probably prove to be a difficult task. She wasn't a spoiled princess but neither was she a mouse. Sure, she had the tendency of reverting into this mouse-like state when she was really terrified but right now she was just annoyed and perhaps the concept that went with this entire situation wasnt entirely being grasped by her. It was like Chloe had this desire to just piss him off. Well yes, that was true. She wanted to piss him off and downright irritate him the way his mere presence alone irritated heras well as his smell. It wasnt smart. It was like having a death wish. However, she wasnt going to back down. She still had the impression she was an equal. And he going off that she didnt demean herself? She rolled her eyes again. Chloe sat up on her knees, her hands on her legs as she saw him go for a moment. She stayed where she was like an obedient little pet on an outward projection but her mind was reeling with something else. Just the idea of Henry seeing this left a foul taste in her mouth. She wasnt too sure how she was feeling about this. Not sure at all. She didnt want him to know and she knew hed never hurt her, never cheat on her, none of that. So she didnt want him to know. Maybe she could convince Mr. Grizzly otherwise. He returned, carrying a cucumber with a condom and by the looks of it, that condom was so not clean. As it was thrown in front of her, it thankfully stopped rolling to her just an inch before her knees and she looked down at it. Her face having fallen and the look on her face was priceless. Like someone just tossed a really smelly banana peel in front of her. He might as well have because this sight was just ghastly. Her finger came to the part that wasnt covered by the condom and pushed it back, looking up at him with the same look like she smelled something bad. It then turned into this look like Are you fucking kidding me? but she didnt voice it. Blinking her eyes a few times, she figured a distraction technique might be fun. Her arms folded over her stomach, her elbows touching her legs and she looked up at him, resting back on the heels of her feet. No, I dont. But I trust him and he wouldnt do that to me. Kind of like how you promised you wouldnt go off to his best friend and beg him to whip you into perfect submission? Ouch, her subconscious came back with a snarky vengeance and it bit and stung hard. She grimaced a little bit and sighed softly. Oh wait! You never made such a promise! Subconscious had to go. Looking back down at the cucumber, she tilted her head and then smiled, like she just made a joke or something and was stifling a laugh. Yes, she wasnt taking this seriously. She should have, after he left out in the cold rain, hosed her down and made her walk in like a dog. Perhaps that was the masochistic part of it. She liked the pain, in a sense. And maybe she just like pissing him off. Maybe she was doing whatever she could to just make him snap. Like he wasnt a grizzly already, she wanted to amplify that to a million. Oh, just what could he possibly do? Picking up the cucumber by the end that wasnt covered by the used condom, she watched as the cold semen stuck to the floor in a string as she picked it up and caused her to frown in disgust. She picked the end of the condom with the fingers of her other hand and peeled it off, tossing it at his feet Holding it up to her mouth, she looked up at him with such a defiant and deviant look in her eyes as her pink tongue came out and licked up the side of the cucumber and a satisfied grin appeared on her face, looking up at him daringly, challengingly.