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⠀⠀ “ 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝! “
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Lips pressing against his, tongue immediately moving towards his to battle for dominance.

A low growl coming from her chest, body heating up as they make out.

“ order something, we can get one round in before the food arrives. “

Hand moving lower to graze against his bulge, feeling her big bull.

“ you better go rough. “

Laughter was coming from the hellhound as she massages his chest a little more.

“ to think you were a shitty shot before we started dating, now look at that aim. “

“ yeah… yeah “

once she was spun, she viciously pressed the trigger multiple times. her bullets finding its mark and hitting each target despite the range.

“ good boy. “

reaching her free hand up to gently rub Mason’s chest.

Immediately with perfect accuracy, the hellhound aims the handgun and presses on the trigger twice.

both bullets landing at the imp’s heart, dropping him immediately.

“ so tired of weaklings… “

“ no shit, you already know that “

one hand free for him to hold, the other on a holster, just in case she needs to slaughter any assassins on the way.

crossing her arms, she was a handful at all times.

“ whatever, now let’s go have another round at your place. “

“ shut it, you were just born with some decent genes. Do NOT push your fucking luck. “

“ I should put a bullet in you for that… “

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⠀⠀ “ 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞! 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞! “
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ❛ 𝙄’𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬❕❜
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