grdybiwife
Enhancer of reality
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"How am I supposed to know that," Lem said with a shrug as she cleaned the goop off her blade and slid it back into the sheath at her back. Her lips still curled a little at Edward's compliments but she tried her best to keep her mind clear of him. They had more important things to deal with and she had the patience of an immortal.
It didn't work, Lem reached out and pushed a few strands of his hair back, then wiped a bit of blood off his earlobe. Against her better judgement she gave her thumb a lick and spat out the acrid taste on her tongue.
"I told you not to eat that," Don said with a smirk as he hit the button on his com. He had a vague notion of where to find them. That hot little sorceress smelled vaguely like sazon and meduros, her accent had the sing songy latin flare he only heard from the Caribbean Spanish speaking peoples who lived uptown.
It only took him a moment to figure the thing out and about a minute more to figure out Jackie's location. "In Spanish Harlem...109th and Lexington..."
"And you taffata, must drive," Lem said to Edward, then leaned in close to him and whispered, "The faster we get there, the faster you can get me home." Then ran her teeth along the bruise she raised during their last tryst.
Don shook his head at that. Nicky might have been right about Edward being better suited for a woman like Lem. There was no way he could have been turned on after what they'd just been through. He had to admit, she did look hot with those blades flailing around but still there was no reaction in his pants
It didn't work, Lem reached out and pushed a few strands of his hair back, then wiped a bit of blood off his earlobe. Against her better judgement she gave her thumb a lick and spat out the acrid taste on her tongue.
"I told you not to eat that," Don said with a smirk as he hit the button on his com. He had a vague notion of where to find them. That hot little sorceress smelled vaguely like sazon and meduros, her accent had the sing songy latin flare he only heard from the Caribbean Spanish speaking peoples who lived uptown.
It only took him a moment to figure the thing out and about a minute more to figure out Jackie's location. "In Spanish Harlem...109th and Lexington..."
"And you taffata, must drive," Lem said to Edward, then leaned in close to him and whispered, "The faster we get there, the faster you can get me home." Then ran her teeth along the bruise she raised during their last tryst.
Don shook his head at that. Nicky might have been right about Edward being better suited for a woman like Lem. There was no way he could have been turned on after what they'd just been through. He had to admit, she did look hot with those blades flailing around but still there was no reaction in his pants