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The Mercenary and the Mortician
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“Where do you want him?" he asked, and I sputtered. Where do I want him? Literally anywhere but inside my damn house!
"Do you have one of those human toasters? I don’t know much about funeral homes. Do you just do the embalming, or do you handle the urn shit too?”
“You mean cremation?” I asked, feeling like I was fucking underwater.
His entire face lit up, and he snapped his fingers with the hand that wasn’t balancing a corpse over his shoulder. "That’s the word. Cremation. Thanks.
That was going to bug the shit out of me.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
"Do you have one of those human toasters? I don’t know much about funeral homes. Do you just do the embalming, or do you handle the urn shit too?”
“You mean cremation?” I asked, feeling like I was fucking underwater.
His entire face lit up, and he snapped his fingers with the hand that wasn’t balancing a corpse over his shoulder. "That’s the word. Cremation. Thanks.
That was going to bug the shit out of me.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Even with my body zipped against his, I didn’t feel like we were close enough. I felt like I might never be close enough to him. I wanted to literally crawl inside him and set up camp or let him crawl inside of me. I wasn’t picky. As long as we were together, I didn’t fucking care who was inside of who.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Whether either of us wants this or not, my screwed-up brain has decided that you’re mine, and I don’t fucking share, Ryan. Do you understand me?”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Where do you want him?” he asked, and I sputtered. Where did I want him? Literally anywhere but inside my damn house! “Do you have one of those human toasters? I don’t know much about funeral homes. Do you just do the embalming, or do you handle the urn shit too?” “You mean cremation?” I asked, feeling like I was fucking underwater. His entire face lit up, and he snapped his fingers with the hand that wasn’t balancing a corpse over his shoulder. “That’s the word. Cremation. Thanks. That was going to bug the shit out of me.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Yeah, well. I was straight, too, until I met you, asshole. You have a track record,”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Look at us! Pimping out our siblings for personal gain. We’re so charming.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“That’s it, straight boy. Come for me.” “No. Fuck you!” I spat, and he chuckled. “You’re going to come, Ryan; there’s no point in fighting it. You’re going to shoot your load all over that bitch’s corpse, then you’re going to clean it up like the good boy I know you are.”
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― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Fuck being normal, Ryan. Normal is boring. I love that you see dead people. I think it’s bad fucking ass that you live in a funeral home. On top of that, I think it’s hot that you’re a freckly red-headed man who likes gardening. Everything about you is attractive to me. You’re my lil’ spooky ginger boy, and I love the shit out of you.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“What did a mercenary and a mortician have in common? Dead. Fucking. Bodies.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“I regret a lot of things, Ryan, but the thing I regret the most is how long it took me to get to you.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“I was in love with this beautiful, dark, broken angel that had forced his way into my life, and there was no going back now.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“If you need a minute, I can handle the guests while you get your overwhelming love for me under control.” He smirked at me, looking more smug than a kitten who had caught its first mouse.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Your boyfriend here has a dirty mind. You should see the things he wants to do to you. It’s making me hard just thinking about it.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Come on, everyone knows that the real armpit of the US is Florida.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“I was so fucking gay. Yep. Super fucking gay.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Because I didn’t want to be friends with Ryan Fairview. I wanted to be much more than that. I wanted his face to light up instead of darkening when he saw me. I wanted him to let me touch him whenever I wanted. I wanted to hold his hand in public and kiss him until he felt dizzy.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Maybe I really was the devil, and that was why no one ever said they loved me back.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“The funny thing about being raised in a cage is it makes you angry… and angry people want vengeance.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Loveee youuuuu!” I chirped, but I was already speaking to a dead line. She had hung up on me, which was typical. No one ever said it back.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“I know what it is to make tough choices and live through difficult times. I know what hard is… Loving you isn’t hard, Callum,” he whispered, leaning forward and brushing his lips against mine. “Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”
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― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“But most importantly, Ryker had taught me that life was fucking short and to take whatever the fuck you wanted today because you might not live to see tomorrow.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“Where do you want him?" he asked, and I sputtered. Where do I want him? Literally anywhere but inside my damn house!
"Do you have one of those human toasters? I don’t know much about funeral homes.
Do you just do the embalming, or do you handle the urn shit too?”
“You mean cremation?” I asked, feeling like I was fucking underwater.
His entire face lit up, and he snapped his fingers with the hand that wasn’t balancing a corpse over his shoulder.
"That’s the word. Cremation. Thanks.
That was going to bug the shit out of me.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
"Do you have one of those human toasters? I don’t know much about funeral homes.
Do you just do the embalming, or do you handle the urn shit too?”
“You mean cremation?” I asked, feeling like I was fucking underwater.
His entire face lit up, and he snapped his fingers with the hand that wasn’t balancing a corpse over his shoulder.
"That’s the word. Cremation. Thanks.
That was going to bug the shit out of me.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“baby.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“He was gonna be so mad. I snickered at the thought.”
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
― The Mercenary and the Mortician
“To make matters worse, the more afraid I became, the harder my dick got… yeah. In case you didn’t already think I was enough of a freak with the whole funeral home thing, coupled with the fact that I see dead people, I should probably mention that fear turns me on.”
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― The Mercenary and the Mortician
