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Still thinking sinful thoughts of her.

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Wouldn't mind either. Extending a fist bump to the other Striker.

{{ L }} Wouldn't mind being hogtied by Sallie May.

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"Haha.. Now for the real smooth track."

Time for Striker to show off a little more flexible tunes, classicals are good and all. But this guy can play.

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One for the gal

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Oh yeah, this smug fucker is feeling great now.

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I mean if you're going to kill them... Turkey legs are nice

"What in Satan's taint are ya on about, ya need tah deepthroat the barrel o' a gun."

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Hey, you ever eat a Goetia?

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Striker is enjoying himself, having a cute gal on his lap currently.

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"Ya gonna moan fer me? Ah can hear it in yer breathing." Striker said as those digits of his is moving quite fast, if wasn't sure how close she would be, but the arousal of her was definitely audible with the slick sounds his fingers and her folds made together. Finding her here and getting confirmation that she was indeed up for services was just, chef's kiss.

send "moan~" for my muse to call out your muse's name while pleasuring themselves.

@scoundrelofwrath said: "Moan for me~" Striker says as he had paid to get Millie at the brothel, holding her back against his body whilst she is sitting on his lap. Spread out legs and his hand is moving quickly, two digits inside of her moving in and out, repeatedly and fast with the slick sound of her being fingered. What's the harm in seeing an old friend, and getting her off?

Millie gritted her teeth, trying to hold back her moan that threatened to escape through sheer will as she squirmed in his lap. Though she had to give it to him, he knew how to use those fingers.

It was bad enough her rival managed to find her here but even worse that he paid for services. She wasn't really in a position to refuse a paying customer. "Fuck you." She hissed through gritted teeth.

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How about some early sinday for those that appreciate some Striker.

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"Was that so hard to stay still?" Striker teased further as he had now freed her from her bonds. And from her top more or less. Though while she were free, he knows she would have a bad chance of getting away from here in one piece if she chose to leave on foot. She would have no clue where she is, and if any direction was the right one to go and so on, dry, scorching sun and without clothes on her top half, it wouldn't be a wise idea to walk out. "I'll leave ya to enjoy bein' without restraints, for now. Gonna make a call, tah see how much worth ya are to certain people. Now that ah gotchu anyway."

She offers no other response to his goading, not taking the bait... not daring to say anything that might change his mind about releasing her as his blade cuts through the rope, and her clothes. She'd rather walk out of her naked than not at all. He was an idiot --- just because his contract had canceled on him, that didn't mean that she wasn't a hefty ransom to the right person. Asmodeus himself would turn the Rings over to make sure she was back in her penthouse, safe and sound... not because of the money she made him, but because he was genuinely a good guy who gave a shit about his people... her in particular. Hell, he'd put her through rehab twice. A lot of good that did... but if this fucker is dumb enough to let her walk out of here, then she has two good legs.

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He heard he can spend some cash at a certain establishment. Apparently there's an old flame there.

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"Ain't you a sweetie, thinkin' bout mah feelings. Yes and no, got one job done and took on another one of 'em from the same client. Maybe ya heard about this one, cause he were here about tah get someone else on this job. Snagged it up cause, heh, wouldnt'ya know it, getting me is just a guarantee." He said holding up another contract on a bounty, could it be he stole Millie's client? Very plausible, he is petty like that. Didn't know she might be the one, but it would just be icing on the cake if so. "How about the round is on me, since yer strugglin'?"

"Striker." Millie turned slightly to glare at her rival. She had been enjoying the time where she hadn't run into him since their last...encounter.

"Waitin' for a client. If I had known you'd be here I woulda' chosen a different bar." She muttered, taking a swig of her drink before slamming the glass back down. "Sounds like you just got done with a job."

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"Thanks fer doin business with ya." Then Striker looked towards the bar where a certain someone were, sitting at the bar, were she drinking her time away or what were she doing.

"Well, well, well. If it ain't the sweet lil' missy. What cha doin' here Millie? Drinkin' a round? Tired that ya ain't getting any any jobs?"

Millie waited in yet another seedy bar for her most recent client to show up. She huffed out a sigh.

She was slowly building up a reputation amongst all the other imp assassins, but it was still going a bit too slow for her liking. She needed bigger fish and hopefully this next hit would be her ticket to bigger paychecks.

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"Oh did ya now?"

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"Vindictive"

(one word meme)

One word description meme

"Vindic- what? Nah ah just hate y'all.."

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"Don't care bout babies, though ah ain't a monster, so no contracts on 'em. Don't expect me ta babysit or bodyguardin' them either."