Just because he finally decided to carry her, didn't mean she had to let him do it easily. Not to mention his cocky, disgusting reply grated on her so hard that she sparked against him, blue and hot in little vindictive bursts. It was comforting to know that even though they were weak, her ability was still under her control. Maybe she had wished that, had wanted that, but he wasn't the Gabriel in her head anymore, and he never had been. She'd come to terms with that a long time ago. "Oh yeah. I want you, I need you," she hissed dryly, her arms pushing at him and her legs kicking in a fit.
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Date: 2009-11-07 05:44 pm (UTC)