‘ alright . ’. he goes on mimicking a zipped closed mouth , her gaze still over the zaunite , silently exploring her body . to make sure she was fine , obviously .

a grin from the reaper ; how cute . he' d grab the extended hand , effortlessly brining her up , keeping her afloat while waiting for her to keep herself standing with her own legs . ‘ yeah . ’.

raised shoulders ;. whatever , up to her if she didn' t want any support . he was * very * horny oh god. anyway , her exhausted appearance eventually got to him; gazing down at her, a soft expression would conquer his visage. ‘ are you sure you don' t need any help . ? ’.

what' s blocking the air now . ? ( 💢 ). he' ll get up to check . .

once done , hands on his knees , after a grunt , he' d get up . uff . he' s horny now though . ( 💢 ).

or does it . ?. see , not being : bullied , punched , zapped , insulted , kicked , actually felt good for once . !. hence why her kiss on the cheek was reciprocated by one on the lips , not necessarily filled with lust , neither feeling . just a playful get back , that was . .

should he have moved away . ?.most likely . was he going to get zapped if he stayed ? probably . did he ? no . the leaning in caught his attention ; another kiss ? . waiting . if anything , he touched her . R was up . no reason to fear .

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twinks . 💢.

oh FUCK OFF.

. OUCH . now he' s laying in pain . one hand on his forehead .

what. what — ?. is it a fake out ?.maybe a strategy ?. ugggh . 💢.fine , he' ll risk it . he rushes over , squats , hand on her shoulder . ‘ are you good . ? ’.

. kneeled down in pain .

confused look on his face . one hand goes underneath his own chin . ‘ . who might yoj be . ’. he' s COMPLETELY ignoring her .

. oh she wants to play that game ?. dodge !!.just leaning to the side was enough . did she forget who his master is ?.he' s a shadow assassin other than a dumbass !. ‘ mad huh ? . ’. yes he' s still annoyingly smirking .

‘ who' s yoj. i' m kayn ’. he looks at rhaast . rhaast looks at him . eye mimicks a ' no '. ‘ he' s not either . ’. pointing at the scythe .

‘ you blushed ! . i win again ,. 2 — 0 ! ’. he even lets out a little laugh . and now he' s standing there , burn mark on his chest , raging boner — THANK GOD he' s wearing baggy pants , they' ll cover it up . fucking dumbass .

oh she' s blushing. ?. well then . push . he pushes her away , not caring about ruining the mood nor about his personal pleasure . just how petty is the reaper ??. arms crossed , the most satisfied grin on his face . he knows what he' s doing — hopefully . ( 1 / 2 ).

oh yeah you wish.