Self-righteousness is so powerful that it can sometimes kill the need to eat because the ego can simply give the body all the calories it needs. Unfortunate side effects include forcing your opinions on people who don't give a fuck, and being a piece of shit.
He laughs, guilty as charged. "You can't blame me. Jezebel was my, ah-- she was a gift, I'm twice as obligated to take care of her. I don't want tape chipping off her paint."
Now that's one hell of a statement. His mouth opens silently, then closes and transmutes itself to that dark, roguish grin. In an instant his mind is gone, consumed by only the filthiest thoughts, and he glances askance while taking a sip of his drink.
Unfortunately for him, he's probably not going to be able to nap in the car. He's going to be alert as possible to try and micromanage her driving just in case something goes wrong. Not that he doesn't trust her, but, well--this is his baby driving 'his baby', the latter one being full of many important things including but not limited to clothes, an expensive surfboard, and some drugs. Therefore, he feels the need to keep an eye on her driving.
It'll be fine, though. That's what letting her ride him is for; he can relax and enjoy while she puts on a glorious show for him.
No matter how turned on he is, though, it doesn't stop him from teasing her--hell, it probably only encourages it. He watches her, and the very moment she starts cutting into his steak, he starts making sad little 'moo' noises from the corner of his mouth.
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Date: 2012-08-12 09:57 pm (UTC)He laughs, guilty as charged. "You can't blame me. Jezebel was my, ah-- she was a gift, I'm twice as obligated to take care of her. I don't want tape chipping off her paint."
Now that's one hell of a statement. His mouth opens silently, then closes and transmutes itself to that dark, roguish grin. In an instant his mind is gone, consumed by only the filthiest thoughts, and he glances askance while taking a sip of his drink.
Unfortunately for him, he's probably not going to be able to nap in the car. He's going to be alert as possible to try and micromanage her driving just in case something goes wrong. Not that he doesn't trust her, but, well--this is his baby driving 'his baby', the latter one being full of many important things including but not limited to clothes, an expensive surfboard, and some drugs. Therefore, he feels the need to keep an eye on her driving.
It'll be fine, though. That's what letting her ride him is for; he can relax and enjoy while she puts on a glorious show for him.
No matter how turned on he is, though, it doesn't stop him from teasing her--hell, it probably only encourages it. He watches her, and the very moment she starts cutting into his steak, he starts making sad little 'moo' noises from the corner of his mouth.