Sabretooth shrugged out of his coat, folded it neatly, and set it on her lawn chair, before turning back to the skiddish lady in black and giving a low, playful little growl.
"Sorry, not asking."
For a big guy, he was damn fast. Not superhuman, but fast enough. He had her lifted off the ground in no time, practically crushing her against his chest while he landed a solid, dripping lick along her cheek.
For some reason that always seemed to bother people worse than a punch to the face.
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Date: 2010-04-15 01:50 am (UTC)"Sorry, not asking."
For a big guy, he was damn fast. Not superhuman, but fast enough. He had her lifted off the ground in no time, practically crushing her against his chest while he landed a solid, dripping lick along her cheek.
For some reason that always seemed to bother people worse than a punch to the face.