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*CRACK!*

>"FUCK!"

>Morgan's skateboard rolled away in two pieces. Thankfully its rider was still in one.

>She was only airborne for 2 seconds, but it felt like minutes as Anon replayed the scene in his head.

>By the looks of it, she had a couple of scrapes and bruises, but the gravest was the injury to her ankles, one of which she was clutching with a reptilian grip.

>"Morgan! Are you okay!?" he dropped his board and bolted to her side, stepping over a few splinters and bloody scales. The half-pipe looked like a mess.

>"Anon!" she whipped her head towards his voice. "You came to- Wait, how much did you see?"

>"I saw you eat shit, if that's what you're asking."

>"What about the trick before that? Did you see the tailgrab where I used by own tail? What about that reverse benihana-AHH!" A jolt of pain zapped up her swollen calves, and she doubled over.

>"I just saw the last of it, but we've got a bigger problem right now. Can you walk?" He motioned with his hands for a response.

>"pfft, totally." She breathed, getting to one knee and wobbling on it. "I'll be walking faster than you can sa- TONY FUCKING SQUAWK!" she cursed as her leg gave out and converted her into a ragdoll.

>"Ahem. Tony fucking squawk. You're still on the ground. You lose."

>"Mmph! Fine!" She stared ahead in defeat. There was a pout, but she knew this moment of humiliation would come. "So what now? You're not going to carry me home, are you?" there was a strange hope in her voice.

>"No, but I'll carry you back to my car." Anon scanned the scene of the accident, then nodded before continuing. "Then I can drive you home. Sound good?"

>The chimera was baffled by the directness of his response, but knew to just take the Omni's blessing. "Thanks, Anon."

>Morgan nursed her swollen ankles. This is what happens when you try to fit 10 tricks into a single jump.

>The chimera let out a involuntary squeak when a strong set of hands lifted her from the ground. Maybe she's part mouse. Either way, she could feel every one of his fingers pushing against the cloth of her maid outfit.

>"You should really lay off the hard stunts for the next few days." he warned, taking a few steps forward and gauging how bouncy the cargo was.

>Morgan instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to stabilize herself. The hairs on his nape stood upright against the scaly touch.

>It took a moment before the anthro realized how intimate the situation had become.

>her mind began to race, and her warm-blooded genes pushed blood to her face and fingers. "This is just like that dream had where we got married! Except Makuta showed up and ruined the wedding."

>Morgan peered around to look for any offending bionicles. Thankfully none were in sight, so she rested her eyes back onto the man carrying her.

>It was a pretty silent trip, though. Anon chuckled and tried to make light of the situation, but the anthro below him wasn't even listening. Morgan would get so lost in his eyes, you'd think they were the backrooms.

>God, her scales were shivering. She wanted to remember this situation, how Anon's hands felt, his skin.

>One day, she will hold those hands. Lewd!

>One day, she will sleep wrapped in those same biceps that guard her now.

>One day, Anon will tell her she's the best skater girl in the whole skater world.

>after a few minutes of the carry, Anon finally set her onto the pavement beside his vehicle before patting down his pockets to search for car keys.

>The chimera immediately slumped back against him, partially because her ankles still couldn't support her, but also because he was warm.

>When Anon let the anthro go, it was as if she had gotten out of a hot tub in February. Just felt so cold without him. She was practically hugging his waist at this point, but froze when she felt a concerning amount of moisture on his T-shirt

>Anon looked down and squirmed out of her grasp to get a better look at his tee.

>There's a HUGE wet spot where the base of her tail sat against his stomach

>"Wow Morg, how did you sweat so much? I was doing all of the work!" he was astonished.

>"SWEAT!? Yep! That's what it is!" She screeched, the adrenaline allowing her to stand up again. She conspicuously wrung out the remaining juices from her shiny tail.

>"Well, okay. I guess you DO skate pretty hard out there." He explained, mostly to himself. "I sure as hell can't keep up with you. Working up a bigger sweat than everyone at the park."

>That sounded like a compliment to Morgan's ears, and there was a smile to prove it. She absentmindedly wagged her tail until it thwack, thwack, thwacked against Anon's car.

>Then she thwacked it some more, but stopped when she saw a little bit of paint scrape off. Luckily the man didn't seem to notice. Too busy unlocking the car.

>He opened the shotgun seat and offered it to her, chivalrously opening the door and stopping short of tipping his fedora.

>She immediately fell into the seat and nested in It like the car was her own.

>"Stay here, I'll be back in a second." He ordered, jogging back towards the skate park.

>Morgan didn't need to be told twice. This car smelled like HEAVEN. Anon's scent was everywhere! The woman closed her eyes and relaxed further into the seat, closing the door so that his smell couldn't escape.

>She was also contributing her own smell, too judging by the size of that spot on Anon's T-shirt.

>A few minutes later, its wearer came back with his board, as well as a few pieces of hers. The driver's-side door opened quietly before him.

>"I made sure to scoop up your trucks and bearings because I know you can still use 'em." He spoke as he entered the vehicle, holding up the two pieces for her to see.

>But the comment fell on deaf ears; Morgan's adrenaline had finally run out, causing her to fall asleep in the Anon-scented oven.

>"Heh." he smiled and carefully tucked the boards in the back seat.

>"Skate or snooze." He whispered to himself, tilting the ignition key to revive the car. It noiselessly glided onto the road, then stopped immediately at a red light.

>Anon sniffed the air and murmured. "Man, it smells really sweet in here."

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