Exton

As soon as her feet touch the floor, a fuming Ike punches Monty in the chest. Her rant stops immediately when he drops to his knees, struggling to breathe. Hand to his chest, she channels his personal energy back along the nerve paths she disrupted.

When he coughs, then begins to breathe easier, Ike apologizes. "I forget you are not Gargoyle. I could have..."

Pulling her close, Monty stops her with a kiss. He keeps her held close, letting her feel the flow of energy between them. Moments later she pushes away and leans against a worktable.

"I'm still mad at you. Tori is going to kick their butts. I should..."

Monty grins and moves close, invading her space as far as possible without actually touching her. "Malachite, your sister will find some way for revenge. When she does, be the sister you are and help her. But until then, it's two against one, and you know you can't best them alone." He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her tight against his body. "And now you hurt me. I think I need a little TLC, and not by Rowan."

Ike sinks a hand into Monty's hair and pulls until his lips touch hers. She murmurs softly as her body moves against his. "Like this...?"

His only answer is a groan....