━ ◦ 𝑉𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒

ㅤㅤ “Whatever you say, darlin’. Bad guys gotta stick together though, No?” He remained shoulder to shoulder with the little woman, handing her the rod with a mushroom stuck on it. “You want it toasty, if it burns, it’ll ruin the texture.” ㅤㅤ

" the bullet. "

ㅤㅤ From the way she moans? That’s a lie. ㅤㅤ

" famously, the second to last thing people think of. "

ㅤㅤ “Hah, you cut me up, and I found out you like being choked. If that's what you call a draw…” When the first smore was done, he took two crackers, broke a piece of a chocolate bar off, sandwiched it all between the two graham crackers, and handed it to her. ㅤㅤ

a take.

ㅤㅤ 𝚂𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔. ㅤㅤ

“Rabbit? Let's not forget how you were squealing. When backed into a corner…” The ghost-faced merc scoots over, throwing an arm around the only shadow company merc he 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙. “Still need me to show you a few moves…?”

ㅤㅤ “Only if there's a grenade.” He sat down, getting the crackers out, a chocolate bar, and a cleaning rod. Which he is in the process of sanitizing. “So, how’s business been?” ㅤㅤ

"If you want, you grew a lot in past few months. How about we take some time off and go home?"

ㅤㅤ “Still daddy’s good girl. Sit down, lemme get the fire going.” ㅤㅤ

"A little bit of color doesn't hurt i thought. So what are you up to?"