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But in everything else, you’re like a raccoon, literally willing to consume anything.” “I’m not a fucking trash panda, you feral badger.”
“I’m only crying because I’m drunk.” She sniffled. “I’m not a baby.”
“You have every right to cry. Nails hurt like a bitch when they’re torn off.”
“You want to treat me and Parker like emotional punching bags fine, but you treat her like that, and I’ll treat you like a physical bag and knock the ever-living shit out of you. Understood?”
You’re both fucking grounded and in the doghouse. If she sucks the sauce off her hot wings like a cock, I’m done. I can only break so many noses in one bar on my own.
“I’m not waiting my turn for my shower, douche canoe.”
“Reyna, I’d very much like it if you’d do me the honor of being mine. We both know I already consume your body when we’re together,” I ran one finger up her stomach, between her perky breasts in her white tank top, and tapped the spot right over her sternum. “Will you let me claim a part of your heart, too?”
I heard him lubing up, always the boy scout coming prepared with his trusty bottle of ass fuckery fun.
