Morgan made a fist and a kakshew noise as he mimicked the motions of the character with the long blades bursting from his fists.
“That’s hot,” Honey pointed at his fist. “Okay, yes, including mutants and blue aliens.”
Morgan cocked an eyebrow at her.
“What? I watched a lot of anime as a kid. Blue aliens are totally hot,” Honey defended herself.
“Okay, so if you wanted to marry a blue alien or mutants with dangerous knuckles, you should be allowed to?”
Honey nodded at his understanding.
“What if excessive body hair was your mutant power?”
Honey laughed. “You mean like a yeti or something?”
Morgan nodded.
“Well, yes, they should be allowed to marry whomever they want. It won’t be me. I don’t have a furry fetish.”
Caught off guard, Morgan laughed up his drink. He grabbed a napkin over his face to stop the beer from spraying all over the wings and Honey. She snorted with laughter. Morgan laughed with her.
“Well, that’s good to know,” he said once he regained his composure. “No excessive hair for Honey, not even if it’s blue?”
She shook her head as she continued to laugh.
“Okay, what about supernaturals?” he asked.
“Supernaturals? Ghosts? It would be really hard to marry a ghost.” Honey’s brows furrowed as she tried to figure out where Morgan was going with this line of questioning.
“Like vampires and werewolves.” he corrected.
“Totally hot.” Honey put her hands up.
“So you’re telling me that you would knowingly marry a vampire or a werewolf?” Morgan sat back watching her.
Honey was animated, her arms gesticulating as she explained her thoughts on the matter. “It all depends really. I mean are we talking the original legends or any variation of modern versions? Dracula was freaking sexy in his pursuit of youth, but the whole ripping-the-throat-out thingy, not so good. Now if he could magically seal the wound and having your neck sucked on was really as orgasmic as they want you to believe in the books, sure, why not?”
“Do you think they’re out there? Vampires, werewolves?”
“Mutants? I don’t even think as humans we really know what it is we don’t know. Too many weird situations that can’t be explained. Too many species we haven’t even discovered. Who’s to say mutants aren’t real. If vampires can hide really well, how do we know they don’t exist?”
Morgan nodded as she talked. “How many vampire movies have you seen?”
“All of them.”
“What about werewolves?” he asked.
“Probably. I’ve always thought of myself as a vampire girl really. I think their aesthetic appeals to me. Ethereal, yet powerful. I’ve always been drawn to things that are more tragic and beautiful. I can see why Goth culture is so alluring. But the idea of werewolves is pretty darn cool. I guess it would depend. I mean you can prepare for the full moon and what that entails. Just make sure you’re always in a place with a safe room. Shapeshifters, werepanthers, tigers, yeah. That’s scary and sexy all at once. The lack of control into a dangerous beast that’s truly frightening, but then they are always supposed to be hyper-über sexy beings.” She paused and leaned forward on the table. She pointed at Morgan. “What was the point I was making?”
“Consensual adults should be the ones deciding who they are going to marry and not policy makers,” Morgan said smoothly.
“Right,” Honey chuckled, “I got lost with the vampires.”
“Don’t forget the furries.” Morgan chuckled.
What do you do when your imaginary friends start pestering you with images of sexy male strippers and hot were-shifters? You write stories about them. Well, that's what I did! Oh, and then I combine them and toss them in a kilt for good measure!
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