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All sharp angles and little else, the villain tiled her head back to allow attention to roll into place with it. It was evident that while Vane had come here to a job, well, she was only human. Alexa had chosen the most fitting candidate to go look for the youngest- but also, she had seemingly written off the brawler’s achilles heel- women and booze.
“Coury.”
She tried the name back on for size, muttering it to her through a cage of ivory- thin lips that did dare pull back to allow a glimpse of canines in the dark. Amusement flashed through the depths of forest green hues, the start of a fire somewhere in that monolith of a body.
Down her hand went into the ebon that was within a perfectly tailored jacket, to produce a sack that had been jingled before. “First one is free- second one, well, that always costs double, doesn’t it?” The inquiry was half-hearted, attention already focused on undoing the tight double knot that held currency in place.
Now that was surprising- even while fucked up, that knot was undone within seconds, and a handful of coin now had been produced. With this distraction, the sack had vanished into a new location on that muscular frame. She rolled her wrist out and opened the price in one smooth motion, relaxed- despite the stakes.
“You have a deal.” That low timbre rolled out soft words, formed them into a proper sentence despite the haze that clouded first vision- and then thoughts alike. She was evidently having the most difficult time keeping her gaze focused on the beautiful woman’s eyes- and anyone with their own pair could clock that from a mile away.
The coin awaited the whore, outstretched in an open fist. @susan-gampre










