( ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵐʸ ᵇᵒʸ ᶰᵒʷ ᵃᵐᶤᵍᵒ ) ♪

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          Steve looked at her and smirked. “Of course. You think I’d let a nice ass like yours only have one go?” He laughed. “We’re gonna have a lot more fun together~”

[agentxdouchebag]

          “I am drinking orange juice. And then, I’m gonna go up stairs and… Well. I think you can guess the rest~”

[ohmisms]

      “You’re a sick fuck.”

[agentxdouchebag]

          “Well... I’d use the word radical...”

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[ohmisms]

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Kinda

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( agentxdouchebag )

          “Well good morning to you too.” He sipped some orange juice as he closed the refrigerator door.

      “What… Are you doing in my house?” She knew this was probably one of Tracey’s boys but she was too hungover for this.

[agentxdouchebag]

          “I am drinking orange juice. And then, I’m gonna go up stairs and... Well. I think you can guess the rest~”

[ohmisms]

( agentxdouchebag )

      “What the hell do you want?”

[agentxdouchebag]

          “Well good morning to you too.” He sipped some orange juice as he closed the refrigerator door.

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          Steve was caught off guard, unable to stop his ever impending head trauma. He stays on his feet, stumbling a bit before glaring at Michael and clocking him in the jaw. “Wrong move amigo.”

            Michael takes the hit. Fuck, he’s felt harder punches from            LITTLE GIRLS than whatever this fucker had to offer. The            older man deals out a low sweep against the fuck boy agent,            knocking his legs from underneath him. “I ain’t your fuckin’            amigo.”

[agentxdouchebag]

          This he had time to counter. When he felt his legs go, he quickly rolled back and stood up again, grabbing his stun gun and firing at him, hitting his chest. “I don’t think you have a fucking CHOICE.”

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dealwithit

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umbranstilettos

           “Holy shit.” Short blond hair was a thing now? “I’ve met a lot of hot blondes but… Holy Shit. Are you knew to Los Santos?”

[umbranstilettos-moved]

         “Yes, I am”, Was that thing about blondes supposed to be necessary,          “Is there something wrong if I am new around this city?”

[agentxdouchebag]

          “No, but I’ve never seen you around, and I think I’d remember a sight like you.” Yes, that thing about blonds WAS nessicary, he’s an ass, he needs a way to show it. “Because again, Holy shit.”

[ofnightmxres]

( steve. )

          He refused to acknowledge the blade between his legs. “Go. FUCK yourself.” He had to admit that this was a bit… Interuiging to him, but he refused to show his interest or fear to her.

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             ——❝ stop saying such bad words! ❞

      ( a whiny demand pours down her throat in perplexity, silver bangs bouncing up and down as she’d sneak up behind him to wrap frail arms over strong shoulders, cobalt doe eyes look down with an almost pleading stare as she gingerly draws the knife through the skin of his chest. )

                      ❝ i just want what’s rightfully m i n e,                           so don’t t o r t u r e me, please? ❞

[agentxdouchebag]

          He winced as she cut him “Don’t torture you? Really? I don’t think I’ve ever blacked out this much in my entire life. But even then, it’s hard to tell with a fucking concussion.” 

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umbranstilettos

           “Holy shit.” Short blond hair was a thing now? “I’ve met a lot of hot blondes but... Holy Shit. Are you knew to Los Santos?”

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agentxdouchebag

          “Well. Tracey calls us both daddy.”

Michael says nothing in reply, merely grabbing this FUCKING SHIT WAD by the back of his head and BASHING it against the nearest wall.

[agentxdouchebag]

          Steve was caught off guard, unable to stop his ever impending head trauma. He stays on his feet, stumbling a bit before glaring at Michael and clocking him in the jaw. “Wrong move amigo.”

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agentxdouchebag

          “So I guess we have something in common, finally.”

“And what the fuck exactly is it then? Cause I ain’t too keen on having ANYTHING in common with you.”

[agentxdouchebag]

          “Well. Tracey calls us both daddy.”

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          He smirked and growled a bit. “You bet you sweet ass it is~”

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formerlyxtownley

          “So I guess we have something in common, finally.”

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          Steve had to sit for a few minutes to regain his focus. “Holy shit...” He panted, his cock still drizzling out some of his seed. “Holy fuck...” Needless to say, he was speechless.