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Ruin her… Let there be no doubt That no other man ever could satisfy her in so many ways

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Scarlett looked up when she heard a voice, smiling a little at the familiar face that accompanied it. “Good thing you’re around to save the day.” she joked back to him, tucking her work away on the bed and standing to move towards her cell door. “Are you gonna try and get me drunk to get to your other kind of entertainment?” she accused with a smirk. Grayson wasn’t the worst person to hang out with, but she still couldn’t tell what she was going to get with him. Looking to the guard, her door opened up and she looked to him to lead the way. “Do you have somewhere in mind already?”

“It’s like you’re reading my mind,” He teased, chuckling. “You could move a little faster though. Time waits for no woman.” Not entirely true, considering he had all the time in the world and actually had no problem whatsoever with her taking her time. That wasn’t nearly as fun as pretending otherwise though. He snorted then at her question. “C’mon, Scarlett, do you really think I’m the kind of guy who resorts to dirty tricks like that?” He shook his head, smiling. “If I was just out to get laid, I’d probably have chosen a much easier girl.” His voice remained playful, but he was being about as honest as it got. When she moved out of her cell, he inclined his head in thanks to the guard before he began moving - expecting Scar to follow. “Anywhere you want. My rooms have the best bar in town, just fyi, and I’m not a shabby bartender. That is -” He turned his head to look at her, a smirk on his lips “- if you’re not afraid to be alone with me.”

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opheliaxazarel:

“So you left the island for a while? I was wondering about that, it feels like forever since I last saw you! Did you get all your business handled then?” Stepping back so the guard could unlock the door, Ophelia kept her eyes up on Grayson the whole while she rambled on, hardly even registering the look the guard was giving them. Once the door was open, Ophelia flung herself at the master, scaling his body like a jungle gym until her arms were securely wrapped around his neck, her legs around his waist. “You’re not leaving again any time soon, are you? Because you only got back, I think you should stay for a long, long while. With me!” She said, grinning at him. “When did you get back anyway?”

“Well... enough that they’ll be able to handle things on their own.” Provided nothing new in the business environment came along to knock it all over. He liked to think they’d developed enough contingency plans to eliminate the threat, but in this day and age - there really was no such thing. He expected the sudden attack - knew it’d come as soon as the door was open, so it only prompted a laugh when she did collide with him. “Geez, has no one bothered to tire you out in my absence?” he inquired playfully as strong arms wrapped around her body. One hand lowered, to her ass, conveniently holding her up while getting a feel for his favourite body part. He stepped forward to press her back against the bars now behind her. It allowed him to lifted his hand from her waist and brush his fingers down the right-side line of her jaw. “Just a few hours ago. Thought I’d drop by and see if my favourite girl had a moment to spare.” Smirking, he leaned in to add in her ear; “I’m sure you could convince me to stick around.”