he stayed where he was, allowing her to approach. an eyebrow curled upward, and his smile broke wider when she latched onto his jacket. he gave to her pulling, making it easier for her, but only if she tried. teasing, even while craving. then, her kiss was quick, bold, even for her. unexpected—though not exactly unwelcome.

nuanced changes happened in his face as she went on in his ear. it was how he looked when he did paperwork. all serious—but his eyes were different. almost drugged. feeling the capability of his brain begin to narrow, he raised a hand to put it on her shoulder. cracked a smile again.

”you beautiful, sweet angel.” he shook his head. ”yer kindness truly knows no bounds.”

but she was drunk, and he didn’t know how drunk. a king of filth as he was, he was not that kind of man. but still, he wasn’t about to leave her there to bust her ass again.

”c’mon.”

if she followed, they’d head to the empty bar.

Remi Cassel

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