03-30-2004, 03:18 AM
It had been a while, so he couldn't quite be sure, but 'Vok was beginning to think that he was falling in love. Sure, AJ was apparently rebounding hard, but the Skrull didn't really mind playing bumper boy. He circled the room slowly, watching as the pink haired beauty made herself comfortable. He was dying to revert to human form so he could finally get to know the girl of his dreams, but he was having too much fun. And he was pretty sure she was too.
He waited in the middle of the room a few moments, letting the girl get good and comfortable. He wanted to time this just perfectly, and he was more than willing to wait. Once he was convinced that she was good and snuggled down into the cushions of the plush couch, he lowered his head to the floor, letting his chin rest against the hardwood floor. He paused there, letting the tension of the moment hopefully drive her mad. His hips swayed back and forth as he contemplated his target. A low deep growl emanated from his throat, warning of what he was about to do. Like uncoiling springs, his powerful feline hind legs propelled him forward, directly into AJ's lap. The enormous cat engulfed her beneath him, as he drove his head into her, pushing her deeper and deeper into the couch. He was almost completely gone into the role of the tiger. And the scratching, rubbing and petting that AJ was giving him as he pushed against her wasnât helping any. Content to play along, he let his head fall into her lap, as she absentmindedly rubbed his ears while flipping through the channels of the television.
He knew that the charade could not last forever, but he didnât want this to end. He could do playful with the best of them, but what if she didnât like him after she found out who or what, he really was? What if she had some deep-seated hatred of the Skrull race? It wouldnât be the first promising relationship queered by a green cleft chin and a set of pointed ears. He was considering his options just as a cry was heard from out in the foyer. âOh my God!â shouted a femaleâs stunned voice. The sudden outburst caught AJ by surprise, causing her to look up towards the sound of the commotion. But, the hysterical laughter that soon followed told her that nothing could be too terribly wrong, so she returned her attentions to the tiger lying in her lap. Or, what until very recently had been a tiger. Now, she looked down to find a dark haired man, with thin handsome features staring sheepishly up at her from where her feline friend had been comfortably laying. He smiled brightly up at her, and said with the smallest hesitation, âHiâ¦Iâm John.â
He waited in the middle of the room a few moments, letting the girl get good and comfortable. He wanted to time this just perfectly, and he was more than willing to wait. Once he was convinced that she was good and snuggled down into the cushions of the plush couch, he lowered his head to the floor, letting his chin rest against the hardwood floor. He paused there, letting the tension of the moment hopefully drive her mad. His hips swayed back and forth as he contemplated his target. A low deep growl emanated from his throat, warning of what he was about to do. Like uncoiling springs, his powerful feline hind legs propelled him forward, directly into AJ's lap. The enormous cat engulfed her beneath him, as he drove his head into her, pushing her deeper and deeper into the couch. He was almost completely gone into the role of the tiger. And the scratching, rubbing and petting that AJ was giving him as he pushed against her wasnât helping any. Content to play along, he let his head fall into her lap, as she absentmindedly rubbed his ears while flipping through the channels of the television.
He knew that the charade could not last forever, but he didnât want this to end. He could do playful with the best of them, but what if she didnât like him after she found out who or what, he really was? What if she had some deep-seated hatred of the Skrull race? It wouldnât be the first promising relationship queered by a green cleft chin and a set of pointed ears. He was considering his options just as a cry was heard from out in the foyer. âOh my God!â shouted a femaleâs stunned voice. The sudden outburst caught AJ by surprise, causing her to look up towards the sound of the commotion. But, the hysterical laughter that soon followed told her that nothing could be too terribly wrong, so she returned her attentions to the tiger lying in her lap. Or, what until very recently had been a tiger. Now, she looked down to find a dark haired man, with thin handsome features staring sheepishly up at her from where her feline friend had been comfortably laying. He smiled brightly up at her, and said with the smallest hesitation, âHiâ¦Iâm John.â