Bruce raised an eyebrow, glancing down at the khakis and purple buttondown shirt he was wearing...but argued against protesting her insistence he change. Purple never had been a very flattering color on him...
He started towards his bedroom, stopping dead in his tracks when the smack on the ass came.
Slowly, he turned to face her with a raised eyebrow, mouth hanging open in unmitigated shock. For just a second, he fell back on reflex and regulated his breathing, calming his heart, controlling his emotions and letting that ever-present anger rise...
Except that the anger wasn't there. He was happy, and Kenzi was being a brat. It made him smile, and he didn't have to try and control it.
So he turned back towards her slowly, then abruptly charged and scooped her off her feet as he stooped, tossing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes with a playful growl.
"Just 'cause the Other Guy's on holiday doesn't mean I still can't smash something, brat." he shot back, giving her ass a playful smack of his own before he carried her over and dumped her (carefully) to sit on the couch. As he started to straighten, he tapped the tip of her nose with his finger, a grin plastered to his face.
"Stay." he instructed as he drew back, turning to head to his room. "I'll be back in a couple minutes."
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Date: 2014-06-02 06:32 pm (UTC)He started towards his bedroom, stopping dead in his tracks when the smack on the ass came.
Slowly, he turned to face her with a raised eyebrow, mouth hanging open in unmitigated shock. For just a second, he fell back on reflex and regulated his breathing, calming his heart, controlling his emotions and letting that ever-present anger rise...
Except that the anger wasn't there. He was happy, and Kenzi was being a brat. It made him smile, and he didn't have to try and control it.
So he turned back towards her slowly, then abruptly charged and scooped her off her feet as he stooped, tossing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes with a playful growl.
"Just 'cause the Other Guy's on holiday doesn't mean I still can't smash something, brat." he shot back, giving her ass a playful smack of his own before he carried her over and dumped her (carefully) to sit on the couch. As he started to straighten, he tapped the tip of her nose with his finger, a grin plastered to his face.
"Stay." he instructed as he drew back, turning to head to his room. "I'll be back in a couple minutes."