[Michael finally pulled himself free from Lockon hold, immediately moving away from him and off the bed. He was too pissed off; his skin felt too tight and too hot to be so close to someone else. He felt out of control, like he was watching someone else control his body.
Michael glared over his shoulder at Lockon and snorted.] Yeah. Sure. We'll do it your way then.
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Date: 2009-09-01 11:36 pm (UTC)Michael glared over his shoulder at Lockon and snorted.] Yeah. Sure. We'll do it your way then.