The Paddle Team Vs. Green Thumb Duo Part 06
By Bad Momma
A Round Robin of the CS Insanity Central ML
The lion turned back to his captive and indulged in one last, long taste, running his tongue from the man's belly, up over his chest, along his neck and up into his hair. He whuffled the oddly-shaped bang once, then turned and stalked regally through the open cage door to recline in the newly-grown bed of catnip.
The prone figure rolled lithely to his feet and carefully shut the cage door, latching it firmly.
Then the young man turned and stared at the trees surrounding the lion cage with a thoughtful frown on his face.
He was pretty sure they hadn't been there just two minutes ago. As a matter of fact he was pretty sure that they hadn't been in a wall-like formation around the cage when he'd gotten up to lock it. So what exactly was happening? ***As the banged Paddleteam member got up to lock the lion in the cage GreenThumb Duo had a chance to look over this newest specimen. Wow! Long lean legs, firm buns, slim waist, well shaped shoulders and chest, and nicely jutting... hair.
'Hmmm' he thought to himself, 'how many more of them are there?'
Without realizing he was doing it, he made the growing plants form a wall around the cage and member - of the team that is. If he could keep him here for a few minutes, maybe the others would show up as well and he could see the one he'd kissed again. And maybe, he could kiss him aga...
"Trowa!" The blonde one yelled as he approached the cage. "Are you alright, we thought you were in trouble, what happened?"
"Wait Quatre!" That was Duo's brown-haired love. "The plants, they're surrounding him!"
They both stopped, looking around to see if they could spot the culprit, he had to be around somewhere.
Duo noticed them step carefully towards the tall one - Trowa, they seemed to be speaking in hushed tones. Trowa just nodded and started looking around suspiciously as well.
Slowly, his brown-haired lus- love turned and said, "We know you're out there GreenThumb. We don't want to hurt you, but you must let our friend go."
The blonde, Quatre, also turned and addressed the area around him. "We know you didn't mean to hurt anyone, and I'm not angry about what happened earlier. Really!"
Duo chuckled quietly. Yeah, he'd noticed that Quatre wasn't angry, he'd been quite happy if that bulge he'd seen indicated anything at all. Could he trust them? They were all hotties and Madam Clarified had said he needed some 'companionship'. Maybe they'd take him back to their base, maybe they'd tie him up and ask him questions. Maybe the brown-haired one would use that brush as part of the interrogation. Maybe...
Unbeknownst to Duo, Heero had caught a glimpse of his leaf-endowed braid swinging in the breeze while the other was distracted by his thoughts. Heero, being the the ultimate Paddleteam member that he was - perfect some might even say - had snuck around and was now quietly coming up behind him.
He was trying to keep his mind on the matter at hand - capturing Duo - but he was having a hard time trying keep his mind off of what his hands could be doing. Running through that hair, running down that lucious back. Down, down, down to that pert little bottom! Oh it was killing him!
First things first, he decided. Catch him first, then he could do that other stuff. Right! Just one more step... A little bit closer and...
Heero suddenly found himself nose to nose with the object of his lust... um, quest. Dammit, he'd stepped on a dried out branch and alerted his prey to his presence. What now!
His quest stood and flicked out his tongue, licking Heero's nose, then turned to flee.