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Characters: Poseidon and Amphitrite
Date/Time: Monday late afternoon, March 21th
Location: Outside of a NY lawyers office (ie I am too lazy to be creative on this front)
Rating: TBA/Swearing
Warnings: Mouthy husband and wife? God knows...everything?
Summary: As Poseidon leaves his lawyers office he leaves in a rage (not unusual) and is on the right

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"You should put your aggression to something useful instead of this pathetic display," he taunted not in the least bit deterred by her shoving. The cock of his brows alone tempted her to hit him to even dare, though he wouldn't throw a fist back at her. One of these days he was going to reverse that idea. Then she'd stop this shit.

"Oh would you?" He sneered, "You put yourself up so high when eventually those fantastic legs of yours are going to go down. Deny, deny, deny. You always say that shit."

"No, far from it." She danced around the topic but he was determined to get her to admit that she wanted more from him than just this childish goading.

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Leaning slightly he took a look, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "It is a fine ass," he concluded, "But I'm tired of seeing you flaunt it walking away."

Poseidon was hard-headed, lessons hardly meant a thing to him because he always went back to his old ways. He never made a woman completely happy, it wasn't in his nature to be considerate. That was asking too much. However, hell if it wasn't difficult to find a woman that could throw as much as he put out. He was certain that through her mouthy tongue, a part of her had missed having someone that could get under her skin so easily. It was a ping-pong ball that they threw back and forth, but eventually it always ended up in his court. He'd make sure of that.

"Playing the same game Amphitrite instead of just admitting I have you," which he didn't mean sexually at all. They both had this hold on the other, something that no one else had.

"I was looking for you the other night, but you have to be a stubborn bitch and not even give me your last name." He refused to move.

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He didn't necessarily want a ring on her finger, he himself was done with marriage. Though, even if he'd decided to again, he was sure with Amphitrite back in the picture that wouldn't go down without a hit. When it came to his wives he never let them go willingly, he was a possessive bastard.

"You'll never know until you do," he grinned setting those shades back on his nose the only flinch from his upper lip. "I won't ruin things for you," he tilted his head, "not unless you give me good reason. Keep denying me and we'll see how nasty my aggression gets." He laughed then. "My, my isn't that sweet. Family." He may have one, but he wasn't exactly a fatherly type just as much as he was a husband. Poseidon didn't belong well to anyone.

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"What's the fun in the secret if I can't so much as get a hand up your skirt for longer than a few minutes?" He laughed again shaking off that jab she continued to stab into his chest. He could easily break it off.

Leaning off the car for a moment he loomed down so that they were more at eye level. "Remind me." He wasn't being entirely smug, but it was still there. With a heavy sigh he gave her a more serious face. "You run me in circles Amph, and you want a yes or no answer." He knew. Oh he knew, but he wanted her to say it.

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His hand reached out, stroking the side of her cheek, a simple gesture and they were few and far between even when it came to her. He smiled softly. She still was determined to be Queen even now, and those were the times he loved her for it.

That hand dropped another heavy sigh released. He looked her straight in the eye then, a clear blue stare, "Yes I do, and you, you equally annoy the piss out of me." Even she had her limits no matter how hard he pressed.