Leopards and Bunnies | By : lalaland Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 4287 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Leopards and Bunnies
Disclaimer: Don't own Anita or anyone else created by LKH
Rating: R
Summary: Anita and Micah get into some trouble, then get caught.
Author's Note: It's Anita/Micah. Weird Richard makes an appearance. It's not NC-17, but maybe sometime later, I'll write you what REALLY happened. Just a cute, slightly humorous little bit of words. If you don't like Anita/Micah or Weird Richard, don't read it. Obvious, I know, but there are some cookies out there that are missing most of their chips. I had to spell it out for them.
Loud, blaring trumpets accompanied by a tribal, stereotypically African drumbeat rang out from the TV set. "Welcome to Discovery Channel's segment on the Animals of Africa," proudly declared the British announcer.
Micah and I were curled up against eachother on the couch just listening to our breathing, lost and drugged in post-coital bliss. I was in my over-siz-shi-shirt, sans underwear, which I mentally reminded myself to retrieve from the fan. Micah was wearing blue cotton boxers with tiny angelfish on them. He had bought them before he met me. I could just make out their live counterparts swimming happily in their tank in the next room, oblivious to the goings on in the outside world, which was a bright Sunday morning. I was glad I had gone to the evening mass the night before.
Micah suddenly shifted, laying down behind me. I settled against him with a contented sigh as his hands slowly reacquainted themselves with my body. There was no rush, and we enjoyed the feel of eachother as we lazily stared at the TV. I was just beginning to think that he had another go in him, when the announcer's voice suddenly blared out. "The leopard. One of Africa's most feared large cat predators, they are mostly solitary hunters. Here however, you can see a group of cubs, hunting this rabbit. At this stage in their lives, hunting and playing are relatively the same...."
Micah suddenly sat up and looked at His His face broke out into a large boyish grin.
"Do you still have that costume that you found in one of your storage boxes?" he asked innocently.
I looked at him dubiously, not sure where this conversation was going. "You mean the one that my friends in college made me wear to the Spring Festival costume party?"
"Uh-huh."
"Yeah, it's hanging on the door. I just got it dry cleaned because I was going to give it to the Salvation Army."
He smiled and leaned into me, whispering in my ear. I blame post-coital bliss on everything that happened next.
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"Hey, Dolph, I don't know if we should be bothering Blake on Sunday morning," Zerbrowski said, easily keeping pace with the large man's stride.
"If she's in, we'll bring her to the crime scene with us. If not, we'll call in Reynolds. It doesn't really matter. Anita's house was on the way." Dolph was half way up the driveway.
"I still think we should have called first," Zerbrwoski muttered.
The two men turned as a car pulled up into the driveway, instead of parking in the street with their car.
Richard Zeeman and a tall woman with light brown hair got out.
"Hello," Richard said, smiling boy-scoutishly at the two policemen. "This is my new l-, I mean my new girlfriend, Tiffani." He said her name with an anticipatory glint in his eyes that didn't go well with his open smile.
"Tiffani with an 'i'" the woman giggled, her breasts pointing obscenely out from her body in two eye popping cones.
Dolph and Zerbrowski looked at eachother with raised eyebrows, before Dolph said, "Well, let's all head up to the house then, since I suppose we're all here to see Anita."
"Oh yeah. Her." Tiffani sneered, and Zerbrowski withdrew the hand he had been about to offer.
The two officers headed up the drive without introducing themselves to Tiffani, and Dolph hurriedly pressed the doorbell as Richard and his "girlfrienmademade it to the steps.
The door remained closed. Dolph stabbed at the little buzzer with a vengeance but no one answered.
"I guess she's not-"
CRASH!! The sound of something heavy hitting the floor and a low whimper reached all their ears.
"Anita!" Dolph shouted, as he and Zerbrowski slammed against the door as if controlled by one mind. The door slammed open, and the foursome was greeted by a sight they had never thought to see. The two occupants had obviously just gotten to their feet and were on their way to the door.
Anita was dressed in a light pink fluffy corset, that lifted her generous breasts into a curved feast. The bottom of the corset had pink lacey ruffles which matched the pink ruffly underwear. On her feet she wore pink spiked slippers with a little ball of pink fluff across the band. Her curly hair was pinned up in a bun, but it was overshadowed by a pair of furry pink bunny ears perched on top of her head.
Micah stood behind her, shirtless, clad only in a pair of boxers, his mouth caught in a snarl at the intruders.
Zerbrowski stood bug eyed for a minute, before he was hunched over, guffawing at the red flush the had spread across Anita's highly visible body. She let out a little shriek and ran behind Micah, showing everyone her little bunny tail. Tears began to leak out of Zerbrowski's eyes.
Dolph looked like he had just caught some boy doing his virginal daughter, and maybe in someways, the analogy was correct. He tipped his head, and said "Anita-" He caught sight of Micah's slightly pointy fingernails and teeth. An unhealthy purplish, red flush started at his ears and continued over his face. "We'll... just talk to you later." He turned and staggered down the drive. Zerbrowski followed reluctantly. "Yeah, Anita, SEE you later," he leered.
Anita groaned. "Well, looking is all you'll ever get to do you," she called after him, from behind Micah's body.
Zerbrowski let out an imitation of a dog's howl, startling Richard, then got into the car where Dolph was impatiently waiting. They took off in a squeal of tires.
Anita and Micah watched it go before turning to Richard and his friend. Richard looked like someone who had just gotten all the air kicked out of him. He opened his mouth, closed it with a furious look, then stalked off to his car, dragging Tiffani behind him.
"But Richard," she whined, "We haven't told her that we're together yet." She pulled free and stood next to the car, trying to cross her arms over her enormous chest. "I haven't even had a chance to smell her." Richard started backing the car down the driveway. Tiffani ran and got into the moving car.
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I turned and looked at Micah. "This is your fault you know."
He tried to look sorry, but he couldn't hide his smile.
I met his eyes. "I guess Richard got a new girlfriend." I looked down.
"Do all his girlfriends want to smell you?" he asked, obviously trying to be sensitive, but still amused.
I let out a tiny giggle. "Actually.... yes."
He smiled again, and closed the front door. "Well, for today, they're going to have to wait. Right now, you and your scent are all mine... especially since I just finished tracking it over the house." He picked me up.
"Hey, that's not fair!" I protested. "You had only just tackled me to the floor."
He waggled his eyebrows at me. "Life's not fair," he said, and swung me over sh shoulder.
I shrieked, then giggled, as he headed back towards the living room.
Hours later I decided Micah was wrong. Life was really, REALLY fair.
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