ㅤ ㅤVery , very obvious tensing .ㅤ ㅤBeady eyes glazed over and trying to fight through the AGONY of sonic fuckery blasting before them . . . ㅤDeep breathe . ㅤ ㅤ" Ow. "

ㅤ ㅤSigh , only because he missed the energy of the trooper . ㅤ ㅤBut he's plugging his ears. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤMaybe it isn't that quiet --ㅤ ㅤHe'd rather keep his sense of smell. . .

ㅤ ㅤThat might be *too* lively . And bright . ㅤ ㅤ

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀Too quiet.⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

Bi-Monthly return to your regularly scheduled horny elite.

The feline Walt’s into the tigress’s den? So be it. Within the same few seconds, the door swung open to reveal a blur. 291 had grasped hold of the marine. She wasn’t pinned. She wasn’t held down. She was lifted into the air by the straps of her kit! Face to face.

291 will be waiting. She’s most certainly not waiting by the door to promptly scare the daylights out of her. As a lesson.

Please attempt such on 291’s door. She is certainly not waiting for the ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ.