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“Shut up,” I tell him because I can’t think of anything more sufficient. “Make me, Captain,” he challenges, bracing his tongue on the sharp tine of his incisor. “I can think of one very fun way for you to shut me up.” “Bloody hell.” I grip my drink harder. I’m shocked the clay hasn’t cracked. “I’m talking about blow jobs, Captain.” “Yes, I know.”
“Shut up,” I tell him because I can’t think of anything more sufficient. “Make me, Captain,” he challenges, bracing his tongue on the sharp tine of his incisor. “I can think of one very fun way for you to shut me up.” “Bloody hell.” I grip my drink harder. I’m shocked the clay hasn’t cracked. “I’m talking about blow jobs, Captain.” “Yes, I know.”
“I don’t know if the fairy magic has gotten to your head,” the Captain says, leaning into me, “but you are not—” he lowers his voice “—fucking me tonight.” “Oh? Did you want to fuck me instead?” He grumbles to himself and steals the bottle back. “You are a fucking menace, do you know that?”
“Worrying is for nuns and rabbits.” “What…what the bloody hell!” He lifts his arms and then lets them drop dramatically to his sides. “You are impossible.” “I think you mean impeccable.” “No I don’t!” “Perhaps impenetrable? No that’s not right either. I am definitely penetrable.” I give him a grin.