“Fuck you!” Nox spits out, looking down at the mess we made on his pants. “Yeah, thanks for everything, Nox.” I smile coyly up at Aero as he grins back approvingly, gripping me by the neck and leading me to the door. “And fuck you, too!” he shouts back, and just before the door closes I hear him murmur with amusement, “Sick, selfish fucks.”
