She turns the key in the lock and her hands don't shake. get him out of the bar, keep him away from the brothel She pushes the door open, gesturing inside as she pockets the key. get him on ground you can control "After you."
He stares at her for a long moment, torn between flattery, hormones that want him to just rip her clothes off and the sudden knowledge that he is wearing a wedding ring and does he really want to mess that up, even if it is stupid to be tied down?
He won't find out...
...but I only want him anyway, right?
Right.
He sighs and stands up, not feeling nearly so amused with the whole situation.
'What is it with women? I was all ready for it, you fucking tease me and then knock me out and now you want it but are all serious about shit and Christ, I would have been happy with a blowjob, y'know?'
He knows there isn't. Doesn't want there to be one - he may be mentally a teenager at the moment but when it comes down to it, he's not about to rick losing Random. And he knows Mary Anne too well to be able to honestly say it would be a simple one-off thing. Nothing's simple with her.
'Yeah. Maybe.'
Never.
'I'm going home. I'll see you around - let me know when you're going to be in the bar and I'll bring an ice pack in anticipation.'
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'So you like me and Random so much that you're trying to keep me out of trouble but you'd still fuck me if you thought he wouldn't find out.'
He doesn't need to tell her that there's a name for people like that; it's written all over his face.
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"I'm your friend, not a saint," she snaps, trying to put enough edge in the words to sound pissed instead of hurt.
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He won't find out...
...but I only want him anyway, right?
Right.
He sighs and stands up, not feeling nearly so amused with the whole situation.
'What is it with women? I was all ready for it, you fucking tease me and then knock me out and now you want it but are all serious about shit and Christ, I would have been happy with a blowjob, y'know?'
Men make a lot more sense.
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Even as her smile says there isn't going to be a next time.
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'Yeah. Maybe.'
Never.
'I'm going home. I'll see you around - let me know when you're going to be in the bar and I'll bring an ice pack in anticipation.'
He doesn't smile as he slips out of the door.
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"Well...that could have been worse."