#thread: grifter

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@vetyver-soaked-stars asked:

[Confession]- Domino & Cole uwu

[Confession] : Sender and Receiver have sex in a Confession Booth in a church.

"You know, if I were a religious man, I'd be worrying about my eternal soul right about now." Cole teased, grinning, his mask pulled down around his neck as his hands worked on unclasping Neena's holster, unzipping her catsuit next. The confessional was cramped, but had enough room for the duo to move around and have some fun. They were supposed to be laying low, biding their time until it was time to spring into action.

The problem was they were Grifter and Domino, and they weren't exactly known for adhering to the rulebook. They had way too much time to kill, and Cole was quick to find a way to do just that.

"Wanna confess your sins, my dear?" he joked, unable to help himself, even as he peeled her suit open at the chest, letting her breasts spill out. Gruff hands pawed and cupped her soft mounds, caressing her, kneading her soft flesh. The merc closed the distance, pressing his lips to hers, hungry and needy.

"Or...maybe you just wanna add to the list?" he mumbled, dropping a hand lower still, tracing his fingertips over her pale flesh, disappearing under her unzipped suit, slipping down the front of her panties to touch her slick, wet folds. Cole nipped roughly at her lips,massaging her, keeping her pinned against the wall of the booth.

"Quiet now....don't wanna ruin the service, do we?"

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"You can eat as many as these mini quiches as you want, there's no rule against it." Cole said, grabbing a handful from another passing waiter. "They're terrible, but they're free and they can't stop you."

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"Ms. Frost, I presume." Cole eyed the woman closely, a cigarette jutting from the corner of his mouth. The merc leaned forward from where he sat and offered his hand to the white queen in greeting. He did his homework on her, her reputation preceded her...and Cole Cash was very impressed by her accomplishments.

"Cole Cash. Grifter, if we're going by code names." he wasn't sure which she preferred. "I'm here on behalf of Jean...was told I might be able to find some work."

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"You're a movie star?" he asked, quirking a brow. He hadn't the slightest idea the woman he was talking to had been in films. Cole shrugged, taking a sip from his drink as he eyed her. He'd noticed her from his spot at the club's bar...she was hard not to notice, and had every guy in the place tripping over themselves to ask her for a dance.

"That's not what I meant. Sorry. I was just making an observation."

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"Jean wants me to tag along, so I'm tagging along." Cole said, jogging to catch up to Logan."It'll be fun. Male bonding at it's finest."

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"...That man's head split open." Cole lowered the rifle, head quirked to one side as he watched as his opponent's head burst apart from a hail of gunfire. That part was normal...the giant parasite that erupted from the wound, however, was not.

"I feel like I was not properly briefed." he muttered, raising the machine gun to unleash another burst into the writhing creature.

"I feel like important details were left out."

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@fatummortem​ liked for a grifter starter

💣- “Vampires took over our world completely. Even the superheroes were turned, every single one of them, even Batman, Ironically enough. Do you guys have a Batman here? Big, dresses like a bat, kind of a dick.” Cole paused.

 “Doesn’t matter. Anyways, we fled the multiverse, ended up here, where I vowed to never let the same thing happen to your world, on my life.”

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💣 - “Not so fast.” Cole murmured, reaching to grab a handful of Hors d'oeuvres from a passing waiter’s tray, immediately stuffing them into his mouth. The party was very much not Cole Cash’s scene, having very little use for the rich and powerful currently surrounding him. A job was a job, though, and his employer was paying him a nice sum for his skills, and hey, body guarding was easy enough work.

Usually.

So what if he stood out like a sore thumb? Shaggy, unkempt, his suit ill fitting, a mouth full of mini quiches...Cole didn’t look the part of a highly skilled mercenary...but appearances could be deceiving.

“Some party, huh?” he greeted, deciding to try and mingle, picking at random the nearest person within ear shot. “Food’s terrible, music’s terrible, people are terrible...but other than that, it’s a pretty good time.”