The Cougar's Timid Little Lynx (Sweet Water)
“Sweat dripped down his temples, over his chest, and splashed on the floor. He had been at this for the last four hours, and still he felt like he could tear someone’s head off. All he could hear replaying in his head like a broken record was Alice’s tiny voice telling him that she was broken and ruined. He slammed his fist into the red bag again, imagining it was that human fucker that had hurt what was his. The skin on his knuckles split, and the warmth of his blood sliding down his hands didn...’t stop him from going harder and faster. He moved on the balls of his feet as the punching bag swung wildly from the force of his punches. The angry beats of music playing though the speakers overhead couldn’t drown out the pounding of his pulse in his ears, of the force of his breathing. The air sawed in and out of his lungs, and the burn felt fan-fucking-tastic, but it wasn’t enough to ease his cougar’s need to come out and tear some shit up.
It had been a week since he had taken Alice and Joey out to eat, and he hadn’t seen or talked to them since, well, not that they knew of anyway.MoreLess
It had been a week since he had taken Alice and Joey out to eat, and he hadn’t seen or talked to them since, well, not that they knew of anyway.MoreLess
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