Paudoc One Shots

heelz

       "I'm sick of your shit Muds." She hissed. Fighting was rare, but necessary for couples. Also inevitable for such opposites like these two. "Oh what now?!" He snapped back. Her brow furrowed in annoyance as she spoke through gritted teeth. "Ya left me back there. I had to walk home Murdoc." He blushed. "Well I guess that ones on me..." She sighed and rubbed her eyebrows. Perhaps it was a mood swing but she slowly lit up. "That's fine. If ya wanna maybe go out tonight I can forgive ya."

"Really?"

"Yeah I mean why not?"

"Blair witch then?"

"That'll do."

       So it was settled as they made the agreement. She walked off to get ready and he had done the same. His Cuban heels set him taller by about an inch, however he was around 5"7 where Paula was the same, roughy that is. Around an inch lower at her worst. Her pumps elevated her about three inches. Murdoc hated when she wore bigger heels than him. He was not a particularly tall man. She was shorter, but was on occasion a more dominant lover. Murdoc had a slew of emotions about that, in the bedroom it was alright, out of that he didn't necessarily find that to be a very good thing.

So why did that matter exactly?

       Because as he sat on the couch looking like he was ready for anything, he wore his Cuban heels and a big black leather jacket, a grey sweater and torn to hell jeans, he heard the clacking on the tile floors; he knew what she was wearing just by the noise. That's always how he knew she was pissed at him. She stood smirking like the devil. Wearing a green dress, a small black coat like sweater with shiny gold buttons and mildly dark red pumps. The three inch pumps. "That. Is. Low." Paula snickered as Murdoc began to feel a tinge of guilt as he hugged her and got a face full of boob without meaning to. He rested his chin on them and looked up at her like a puppy. "Baby I'm so sowwy." He pouted.

       "Are you, Mud? Are you really?" Paula asked as Murdoc looked like a child. "Yesh." He mumbled. Paula slowly shook her head. "You behave while we go out and I will reward you." Murdoc whined. "Then will you please ditch the shoes?" Paula rolled her eyes. "I can't let you go unpunished." Murdoc frowned. "Why can't chu do it like I would punish chu?"
"Because its gross!"
He chuckled an infamous perverted laugh. Paula just grabbed his hand and walked out with him. "Ya killin me Mud. At this point I may have to get seven inch boots and tower over Stu."

"Nuuuuuuu!"