[He blinks up at Rachel, his brow furrowed in a what the fuck are you talking about? expression of complete and utter confusion. It's isn't fear; fear is for pussies and little girls and dudes like Jacob Ben Israel. Fear isn't for BAMFs like Noah Puckerman. However, even BAMFs can be startled. Even Navy SEALs get startled, he's sure, and Navy SEALs are about as BAMF as dudes can get. He doesn't counter Rachel's response with a snarky one of his own. He simply ignores it, because - what in the actual fuck?]
You came here 'cause want me to fuck you? Now? [Pausing, he studies her, still lying on the carpet and staring up as she hovers over him.] Not that I'm gonna say no, Berry, but what's the catch? I'm not that stupid. You don't just decide shit like this. You tell me, and I'll make you see all those gold stars you love.
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Date: 2011-12-24 05:41 am (UTC)You came here 'cause want me to fuck you? Now? [Pausing, he studies her, still lying on the carpet and staring up as she hovers over him.] Not that I'm gonna say no, Berry, but what's the catch? I'm not that stupid. You don't just decide shit like this. You tell me, and I'll make you see all those gold stars you love.