Three days had gone past. Three long and tedious days during which Ric had been distracted somewhat by having to re-adjust to his now teenage body, which was demanding more than just food it seemed. His teenage, lanky, gangly, stupidly slim body was now rebelling and making all social interaction a potential no-no
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"Used to say you were like an over-excited teenager, and now you really are, huh."
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It took a moment or two but eventually Ric was able to turn to look at Victor properly, biting at the corner of his mouth to remind his body to behave. At least now he had some control of his body again.
He smiled, partly forced and partly amused by the truth of the statement.
"You can't moan at me for having no control over my urges now," Ric pushed his long hair out of his face. "Ric Junior seems eager to make friends. With pretty much everyone apparently."
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"You reckon huh? I'm impressed I thought teenage me would wind you up more than adult me, though I suppose winding you up more isn't possible Grandpa!"
Okay so the Grandpa comment was totally unfair considering Victor currently looked much younger and more relaxed. And considerably hotter. If it was possible some of the anger had been taken out of his face, the muscles less tense and a linger of a smile more obvious.
"So what's it like to fuck a seventeen year old?"
Ric was just a little bit jealous of that fact. Adjusting his trousers and self for a moment at the thought before putting his thoughts back on track.
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Not only that, but that there were a lot of them. She'd stepped into the mess hall, her eyes wide as she looked around. What the fuck?
Her eyes lit on one particularly familiar figure and she frowned softly.
"Ric? Is that you?" she asked, tilting her head with a frown. "What's the matter?"
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Ric was up like a shot, hand tugging at the shirt that engulfed his slim frame and the other running through his hair trying to control the mess that seemed to want to do its own thing all the time. He offered her a lopsided smile and literally threw himself at her, all arms and legs as he collided with her in some semblance of a hug.
"Everything's the matter really," His voice was muffled against her shoulder, he was just about the same height as her now, maybe a fraction taller than her but he wasn't far off his normal 5ft 11" height. He leant back and placed a kiss on her nose.
"What do you think huh? Like the new body? It's a younger model this time."
He was trying to use humour to cover up his feelings for the moment.
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Sighing softly as he spoke, she wrinkled her nose as he kissed it and then she laughed. "A bit too young, there. I'm what...at least five years older than you now?" she asked. "Besides, Pete's here now."
Biting her lower lip, she tilted her head. "Now...what's up?"
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"Sorry! I'm about sixteen or so, I think. Can't control everything my body wants to do these days." He kept his arms around Kat's waist, not at all bothered by the mention of Pete. "How old are you?"
Ric bit at his lower lip, still unsure if he was just being stupid over not seeing Martini.
"I don't suppose you've seen my boyfriend running around anywhere? I think I might have misplaced him." Ric was still wondering if maybe Victor had been right all along. Maybe Martini was just away on a longer trip or lurking around somewhere else. Oh well what did it matter anyway, at least Kat might know or have some idea hopefully?
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